Harry Potter was lying down in a bed at St. Mungos reminiscing about old and new memories. At the moment he was remembering when he defeated Voldemort a few days ago.

I was standing in front of a huge dark abandoned house. All of the horcruxes had been destroyed except for the one that was in Voldemort himself. Voldemort was about to say the killing curse but only got out "Aveda-" by the time I had nonverbally said the same spell killing Voldemort. I of course had been given special permission by the Minister of Magic to use the killing curse in case of something such as that. Once I was sure that Voldemort was gone for good this time I apparated to St. Mungos where I then passed out and only had just woken up yesterday.

It was all over the news once I had told the minister that Voldemort was gone. And from what I hear witches and wizards from all over have been openly celebrating the death of Voldemort. Just then the nurse came in telling me that I had a few visitors. I just nodded my head in understanding and hoped that it wasn't another reporter coming to interview me. Thank God it wasn't it was Eve (my wife) and James and Anastasia (my two children). James is five and Anastasia is just barely two months old. As you might have already guessed James is named after my father and Anastasia isn't named after anyone at all.

Before I knew it Eve had come up and given me a kiss and hug all the while with a huge grin on her face. Then James gave me a huge hug.

"So how have you been?" asked a concerned looking Eve.

"Pretty good considering what's happened." I replied.

"When are you coming home?" James asked.

"Soon. Really soon." I told him.

"Do you know when exactly they will be letting you out?" Eve asked.

"Friday."

"Have you read any of the papers?"

"No. Why?"

"Because people have been coming back. Back from the dead I mean."

"how? That's impossible. Isn't it?"

"Apparently not. Everyone of the innocent people that Voldemort killed have been showing up at the ministry. The Leaky Cauldron is packed full of people trying to find their loved ones. They have given me the job of re-registering them and the lines are huge! More and more are appearing each day. The Order has been trying to figure out how this is possible."

I didn't know what to say to that, but only one question was running through my head at that time. Could it be possible for my parents to come back?

Eve must have known what I was thinking and said, "Harry, I don't know if your parents will come back. I mean it's been so long that it may be too late, but don't give up hope."

I just nodded in understanding then James said, "Mummy, when is dinner?"

"Dinner is whenever we get home and I have cooked something."

"But I want dinner now!" James whined.

"Well, we better go before James starves. Good bye I'll see you tomorrow."

"Bye. Bye James."

"Good bye Daddy." Piped up James.

And with a kiss from Eve they left and once again I was left to my thoughts and memories. Eve of course was the one that I couldn't get out of my mind. I remember the first time I saw her. It was at the beginning of my 7th year. I was in McGonagalls office (she was Headmistress since Dumbledore died) when she introduced us. I remember exactly what she said…

"I realize that you must have a lot of memories of Dumbledore from being in this office and I give you my sympathy for he was the greatest wizard that I have ever met. But now I have something important to tell you, Eve show yourself!" she said and with that out of the shadows of a corner there stood a girl only about a year older then me. She had long thick layered brown hair that went to the middle of her back and was kind of messy, but in a way that looked like she made it that way. Her eyes were a deep dark chocolate brown and she was average height, but still shorter than me. She had pale skin and was wearing a long sleeve white button up collar shirt with the Hogwarts school skirt that all of the girls wore except hers seemed a bit shorter and a pair of black ballet flats. To me she not only looked gorgeous but there was just something about her that made her stand out and it had nothing to do with her physical appearance. She looked self confident, content, and determined all at the same time.

"Potter, this is Eve Caldwell she has been following you for the past year on Dumbledore's orders." Professor McGonagall said.

"It's nice to finally meet you Mr. Potter." Eve said while walking up to me and holding out her hand.

"You too, but please call me Harry." I said while shaking her hand.

"Alright Harry" she said.

I noticed that there was something about her that made her different from all the other girls, but I couldn't place it. From then on we had become friends because she still had to follow me around it's just that she seemed more like a friend or potential girlfriend then anything. Later on in the year I asked her to go out with me and she accepted. I was thrilled! Although I knew it was wrong to Ginny I broke up with her because I was afraid for her safety and then nearly a year later I ask another girl to go out with me. It didn't seem right but Eve was different although Ron was mad at me for some time until Hermione knocked some sense into his head and he forgave me.

The summer after my 7th year Eve and myself rebuilt my parents house in Godrics Hollow. Moody and a few other members of the Order put some of their safety spells on the house to keep from Voldemort finding out where we live and having the past repeat itself.

I went straight into Auror training after school ended. Eve would help me from time to time, but then her mother (who was training me) scolded her and said that I need to do this bye myself.

By the time I was 20 I had found and destroyed 2 more horcruxes and I was thinking of asking Eve to marry me when something post poned that. I remember that night so clearly as if it were yesterday.

I had just come home from a mission when I found Eve in the kitchen making dinner. She seemed happy yet troubled at the same time. I went from behind her and hugged her from around the waist then she turned around with a big smile, but her eyes said differently. I asked her what was wrong and she said nothing, but I could tell that something was wrong. After dinner was over I cleaned the dishes and Eve went upstairs so once I was done I found her in the spare bedroom.

"What's wrong?" I asked her again. She was leaning on the windowsill looking at me.

"What color should we paint this room, blue or green?" she asked me avoiding the question.

"What does it matter?"

"It matters to me, so blue or green?"

"I don't care, but if I had to choose maybe green. Although your avoiding the question."

"What do you think of children?"

"I think they're just fine, but Eve what's wrong?" I said a little more concerned and worried cause she was acting crazy.

"Would you ever want any children?"

"What are you getting at?"

"Just answer the question."

"Yes. I suppose so. Someday."

"What about now. In this day in time?"

"You're not…are you pregnant?"

"Yes. Is it a bad thing?"

"No. Not at all." I said softly. I then moved closer to her and gave her a hug and kiss on the lips. Then I pulled away smiling and told her, "tomorrow night I'm taking you out to eat to celebrate." And she then smiled brilliantly the look of trouble and distress immediately swept away from her eyes.

"How long have you known?" I asked her.

"I just found out today."

"Wait until your mother hears about this."

"Right. I was hoping that you could come with me to tell her."

"Of course."

Her mother of course wasn't too thrilled at the idea that her first grandchild will be born to parents who are not yet married, but she was still excited all the same. I guess maybe she knew that we would one day get married.

Then 9 months later James William Potter was born on September 26th and one day later we got to take him home.

That day of course was one of the happiest days of my life. If it weren't for James then I may not have had the strength or determination to destroy Voldemort like I did. One of the things I remember seeing before I killed Voldemort was an image of James.

Just then a nurse came in to turn out the light signaling to me that I should probably go to sleep now, but I'm not even tired.

You know when most couples who aren't even married yet have kids they consider it a horrible thing that will ruin their lives. I consider it the best thing that's ever happened to me…

Author's Note: I hope you enjoyed it! There's more to come once i get some reviews so...please review!