Harry's POV

Ch.1

"Harry dinner is ready!" my Mom yells

"Coming Mum!'' I finish writing my letter to Ginny and give it to Hedwig. "Be safe, Hedwig.''

I come down stairs, and as I get ready to turn the corner the door from the cupboard under the staircase opens and my little sister Rose jumps out of it.

"BOO!" she yells as I laugh at her and mess up her fire-red hair.

"Rosie don't you think you're a little to old for that? I mean you are starting Hogwarts this year.''

I smile and we start walking to the dining room. Rosie and I are five years apart. Rosie was a surprise baby - well that's what mum and dad said, but they said it was the best surprise they could have ever asked for. Mum didn't think she would be able to have any more children after me because of what the Death Eaters did to her. Then one day mum was screaming, with joy. Nine months later I was a big brother, to Rosemarie Elizabeth Potter. She has fire-red hair, just like mum but she has my dad's eyes. Everyone calls her Rosie, because she has rosy red cheeks. I go and make Rosie some chocolate milk, and I grab myself a Butterbeer. Once I get to the table I see dad is reading the paper. He can't read it in the morning because he is so busy. So he reads it at night, before we have dinner. When Rosie's powers started to kick in we had to hide the newspaper from her because she would have destroyed it. Sometimes it would light on fire, other times she made it fly around. We would have to owl dad and tell him to pick a paper up. Mum and dad never got mad at her, we all just laughed.

"Anything good in the paper dad?"

"No nothing good, just the same old thing.'' Dad says while flipping over the page on to the next.

"Daddy, how was your dad at work?" Rosie asks.

"It was good, nothing fun happen. We're still trying to track down some death eaters.''

I nodded my head, not paying much attention. Rosie starts talking about her day to dad.

"Harry!" yells Rosie. Apparently this wasn't the first time she tried to get my attention.

"What?"

"What were you up to son? You were up in your room when I got home, usually your outside." Asks my dad.

"Oh, I was writing a letter, to a friend.''

"Ron?"

"No.''

"Hermione?"

"No, you don't know her."

"Harry has a girlfriend!" yells Rosie.

"No I don't now shut up!'' I hiss.

Mum smacks me upside the head. Oops, I forgot she doesn't like me telling Rosie to shut up. She sits down, takes Rosie's plate and piles food on her plate. Then she takes mine and dads, and finally she serves herself.

"Lily, I found out who Harry has been writting to all summer long.''

"Oh really who?"

"A girl." yells Rosie bouncing up and down. I look over at her and smile.

"Oh James, all you know is that it's a girl. Rosie will you please stop bouncing?''

"Still, she is someone special to him.''

"Oh Harry that is wonderful! Who is she?"

"No one special."

I look down and I feel my cheeks going hot. Rosie looks over at me and starts giggling.

"Come on son, you don't spend hours writing a letter to a girl if she is no one special."

"James, if Harry doesn't want to tell us he doesn't have to.''

I can't help but think about Ginny. I really likes her, and want her to be my girlfriend, but she is Ron's little sister and she is younger than me even though it's only a year. I gather up the courage to ask for my parent's advice. Rosie is sitting there talk about how she would love to have an owl, just like me. Mum and dad are telling her they will think about it. She is begging them.

"Oh please Mummy, it would be so nice to have an owl, when I go to school."

"Rosie, I told you your father and I will talk about it. Now please stop, and eat your dinner before it gets cold.''

"Mum, dad I have a question.''

"What is it honey?" ask my mum worriedly.

"Well this girl, the one I've written to, is someone special.''

"I knew it!" yells my dad triumphantly.

"James let him finish. Go on.''

"Well there are some problems, she is one of my friends little sisters, and she is a younger than me but it's only a year."

"Well honey, if it's the age thing then there is nothing you can do about it, but age shouldn't matter if you truly care for this girl.''

"I do care for her.''

"So what's the problem son?" asks dad

"Her being my friend's little sister. I mean, if Rosie was older and one of my friends liked her, then I would be really mad at them, and start freaking out on them.''

"Well, does your friend know about your feelings towards her?"

"No, he doesn't I've been hiding them from him.''

"Well I understand why you are concered about her being his sister, but Harry if you like this girl so much then you need to go for it. Harry, I'm sure your friend will understand, and while he maybe mad at you at first, he'll understand. If he doesn't then he isn't a true friend." says dad.

"Harry, follow your heart in the matters of love. Merlin knows I did, and I'm the happiest witch alive. I have a wonderful husband and an amazing son and daughter.''

As dad kisses mum, I can't help but think that this is suppose to gross me out my parents being all loving in front of me. It doesn't though, and I just smile, and hope that one day I'll be in love with a girl as much as my dad is in love with my mum. Rosie isn't paying much attention she is just sitting there humming to herself. I look at my little sister and smile, I wonder what I would do, if she was older and one of my friends fancied her. While my mind is wondering, my mum's voice pulls me back in.

"So Harry what do you want to do for your birthday? We have to go and get your Hogwarts stuff and get Rosie her things she needs to start school with but other than that we can do whatever you like.''

"Can we just have a little party here, an invite Ron and his family and Hermione and her family to join us.'' Harry said after a few moments of contemplating.

"That's all you want to do son?"

"Yeah, nothing big, just my family and friends and their family.''

"That sounds wonderful. I'll send an owl to them tomorrow.''

"Speaking of owls, Harry there is Hedwig.'' Dad points to the window behind me.

I go and open the window and let her in and then I give her a treat. I smile as I see who it is from. Wow, she does write fast. I put the letter in my pocket and sit back down to finish dinner.

"It's from the girl, isn't it Harry?" asks Rosie excitedly.

"Rosie, stop it, who your brother gets letters from is none of your business.'' Scolds mum.

"Thank you mum, but yes Rosie it's from the girl.''

She smiles and I smile back. I can't believe my little sister is starting school this year. It seems so weird, thinking I'll have a sibling in school with me. I will definitely be watching out for her. I don't want anything to happen to her like what Ginny had to deal with in her first year. Just thinking that Voldemort tried to hurt Ginny, my friend, to get to me makes me sick. I don't even want to think about what he would do to Rosie, my little sister.

"So Rosie are you excited to start Hogwarts?" I ask.

"Oh yes! I'm scared though.'' She bites her bottom lip in anxiety.

"Of what honey?" Wonders dad.

"That I'll be put in another house besides Gryffindor. I want to get into in the same house as Harry, you and mummy were in.''

"Rosie, what ever house you get into will be lucky to have you.'' says mum.

Rosie asks me all these questions about Hogwarts, and I answer them as best I can for her. I tell her about all the classes she will have and I promise her that if she needs help with her classes, I will help her and if I can't help her I'm sure Hermione will help her too. I get up and take my plate to the sink, and then I go back to the table.

"I'm going to go upstairs, dinner was really good thank you mum.'' I bend down and give her a hug. Rosie gets up and gives both my parents a hug and kiss. She likes to go to bed early. She is always the first one asleep and the first one awake. As I am walking to my room I hear my parents talking about me.

"He looks just like I did.''

"James he has always looked like you. Remember how everyone says he looks just like you James, but he has your eyes Lily.''

"I know, I was saying he looks like I did when I first fell in love with you.''

"How so?"

"He has that smile, when he talks about her. It's crazy how much he is like me.''

"No it's not; he is his father's son. I just hope he doesn't get his heart broken.''

"He won't, us Potter men know how to choose our woman.''

"Oh really?'

"Yes, I knew the first time I saw you, that I wanted to marry you one day. Who knows maybe this girl will be Harry's wife one day.''

"He has lots of time to think about that, and for now let him be happy."

I smile to myself. My parents are so in love, and I hope that one day, Ginny could be the girl I spend the rest of my life with. With the Dark Lord trying to track me down and me being the only one able to kill him, it kind of puts a downer into the future. I don't like thinking about that and neither do my parents or Rosie, and although she doesn't understand everything, she understands enough. I look at the lightning bolt scar on my head and think about how I go it. My parents told me the story, how Death Eaters used the Cruciatus curse on them, but because my mum try so hard to protect me, Voldemort wasn't able to kill me; and the spell backfired and killed himself, or so everyone thought. I then look at the scar on my arm; this scar is the reason he is back, and the blood in my veins run through his too. He will be the one to die, not me. I read Ginny's letter and I don't answer back because I will be seeing her in a few days for my birthday, finally I can talk to her in person. I wake up the next morning and go downstairs. I see my mum cooking breakfast, and I go and sit on the counter beside her a watch her cook. She looks over at me and smiles.

"I remember when you were little; I would put you up on the counter. You loved to watch me cook."

"I still do mum, your food is the best food ."

"Well thank you honey.'' Mum replies with a smile.

I sit there in silence for a while, when mum suddenly starts singing one of her favorite songs. I love listening to her sing, and I could just sit there and listen all day. Then a question comes into my mind, and I can't help but ask my mum.

"Mum, do you ever regret having me when you did?"

"What do you mean Harry?"

"Well if I wasn't born at the end of July, you, dad and Rosie wouldn't be in so much danger as you are now. We wouldn't have had to have Uncle Sirius be our secret keeper, to help protect us. You wouldn't have to worry about me so much."

"Harry, your father and I do not regret having you when we did. Yes, we did want to wait until after the war to have you, but sometimes life has a different plan. The prophecy didn't say it was going to be you, it could have been anyone. He chose you Harry. Your father and I don't mind all this hiding we have to do, as long as you and Rosie get to live a normal life, because that's all we've ever wanted for you two. Harry we love you, and we will get through this together, I promise you that. You are not a mistake, and we have no regrets.''

"Thank you mum.'' I lean over a kiss her on the cheek. She smiles and laughs.

"It's the truth honey.''

"Mum, another question.''

"What is it?''

"When did you first know you were in love with dad?''

"Well I'm not really sure. Actually, I couldn't stand your father at first, I kept calling him a toe rag, and everything I could think of. I fell in love with your dad at the beginning of our seventh year, well maybe before that, because your dad was very charming, just like you."

"Mum, do you think it is weird that I'm in love with this girl?''

"No Harry I don't, because love isn't something you can control.''

"Thanks mum, for everything."

"Anytime honey, I will always be here for you.''

I go and put out three plates for breakfast. Rosie comes down stairs, smiling like always. She comes and sits down and I bring her a glass of milk.