Chapter one

It was a few weeks after the end of the war with Voldemort, most of the funerals were over and people were starting to believe they were finally safe. The shops in Diagon Alley were all starting to open again, customers were finally venturing out. The staff of Hogwarts was finished documenting the damage so they have finally started on the repairs. The ministry has been capturing and questioning anyone they believed to have supported Voldemort which meant half the ministry was empty.

Most people involved in the war, like the Order of the Phoenix or the DA took these weeks to relax and get on with a life they were never sure they would have. One exception to this was Harry Potter. Apart from settling everything to do with the break in at Gringotts, Harry only went to one other place. Harry went to speak with the head auror, Gawain Robards about becoming an auror. Even though Harry never finished his last year he did have a lot of experience with dark witches and wizards so he hoped the auror would give him a try, let Harry show what he could do, allow Harry to have his dream of being an auror without having his N.E.W.T.s.

But like so often in Harry's life, he had been disappointed. The head auror understood that Harry had a lot of experience but without having passing grades then it would be impossible for Harry to go into the auror training. As Harry turned to go Gawain did say he was looking forward to seeing him after he completed his final year at Hogwarts. Harry never bothered responding, but Mr. Robards would not see Harry again.

Harry was sitting in the kitchen of his house, drinking a cup of coffee, his two friends were sitting opposite him both with their own cups.

'Well, having all that money my parents and Sirius left me will help. I'm not going to do some job that is boring or something like cleaning. Maybe I can work on some hobbies and do that with my time.'

'Harry, the only solution is the return to Hogwarts and do your last year, like Ron and I are doing.'

'No, I can't return to Hogwarts, I told you that already.'

'You did, but you never said why.'

Harry looked down into his cup, he knew they would believe him even if only part of it was true, but he could never reveal the whole truth.

'I think of Hogwarts and I think of him, there is no way I could concentrate on lessons with him in my head all the time. Blimey, I almost died there more times than I care to remember, I would be wondering when it might happen again. I know he's dead but I also know that all the shit he put me through started when I walked through those doors. No, I can't return to Hogwarts. Maybe I can buy a business or something, learn as I go.'

'What about some counselling mate, like they offered to everyone that has suffered?' Ron asked.

'No, I'm not talking to some stranger, imagine if I did, I would have to explain everything and we know that stuff can't be told to anyone, besides, I don't want anyone to know. Look, you two return and have your last year, I'll work out what I want to do. I might even go overseas for a while, see a bit of the world, it's something I've always wanted to do and something I see might give me an idea of what I want to do. Look at the twins, they never got their N.E.W.T.s yet they are both successful, I just need to work on what I might be good at, apart from killing dark wizards.'

'Oh Harry, you're good at a lot of things.'

'Maybe, but I have no idea what they are. My life since eleven has been about him, apart from quidditch, I never could concentrate on anything else.'

'What about trying out for some quidditch teams, you're a great seeker?' Ron asked sounding hopeful.

'No, I don't want that type of life with all that attention. Remember Viktor, he had people watching him and fawning over him all the time,' Harry shuddered.

'You never liked attention, but what about a family, you could be the stay home father instead of the mother remaining at home.'

'Maybe, but I'm not even going to consider dating seriously for years, a lot of years. Even when I do I know I don't want kids, that might change but right now I know I don't want any. No, I'll go travelling for a while, work on what I like and what I might be good at.'

Harry saw the disappointed look on Hermione's face, he knew part of it was not returning to Hogwarts, but the other part was Ginny. She had been dropping subtle hints about Ginny ever since the end of the war, Hermione believed Ginny and Harry had been the perfect couple when they had dated. Ron also wanted Harry with his sister but he never kept on about it, not like Hermione.

Harry never told anyone that he was gay, or that it was Dumbledore's idea that Harry date Cho and Ginny. During fifth year Dumbledore said with the ministry trying to make Harry out to be a liar then the best thing he could do was behave like any other normal hormonal boy.

The magical world and the muggle world were similar when it came to same sex relationships, it was slowly being accepted as normal, but it was still frowned upon by some. Harry knew that some of his friends would have turned their backs on him if they ever found out he preferred blokes. So Harry agreed with Dumbledore and gone out with Cho, which was a disaster. The following year he didn't actually mean to end up dating Ginny, but after that quidditch match she kissed him, from then on they were together.

Harry could never bring himself to tell anyone the truth so keeping his sexuality a secret gave him a bit of protection. He knew no one could ever find out the truth, only he knew what Dumbledore did during their private meetings in his office and where they went. That is what Harry wanted, for it to stay just in his mind and never let on to another soul what had taken place.

Harry decided to change the subject, like he had done many times before, 'So do you know how long it will take the Australian ministry of magic to find your parents?'

'They said it would not be long, they have all the information I sent them about what they do and their names. I also sent a long letter explaining everything we were involved in and why I sent them away.'

'So you might hear from them soon. Do you think they will return or stay in Australia?'

'I have no idea and that worries me. If they stay there and are upset with me, then maybe they won't send me any money, they might want me to go live with them. I just have to wait and see.'

'I have to ask mate, but why buy a muggle home, it would mean you can't use magic?'

'I can use basic magic, low level magic, like what I a first and second year can do. But I want a lot of stuff from the muggle world. I used to sneak into Dudley's room to use his computer and games console, I enjoyed it. One thing I did before I had the power turned on, I enchanted this place so only those I allow in can enter, like what I did with you two. Using your magical signatures lets you enter.

But there is another reason, I'm not sure when I'll do it but I know I will. One night Sirius and I were talking, we were sitting on his bed, this was after everyone left or went to bed. He told me that my mother used this old home movie camera to film me not long after I was born, he said there were lots of filming going on around that time. It's all there still in the house, but they used to go down to the large shed at the back to watch them which was a safe distance from the magic performed in the house.'

'So there would be film of your parents,' Hermione said kindly. Everyone knew Harry had no memory of his parents, but to have them on film meant Harry would be able to see them and hear them, see what they were like and not just read how they were murdered protecting him. Hermione still remembered when Harry said "why would I want to read about how my parents were murdered" it never dawned on Hermione how Harry would feel until that very moment. From then on she tried to find out other information about the Potters, anything about their lives, not their deaths.