Authors Notes: Thank you to everyone who reviewed, added to there favourites and requested story alerts. One reviewer asked me when this story was based. As stated in the Summary its post Deathly Hallows. The first chapter had been the Summer after Hermione and Ginny finished there final year at Hogwarts and Harry had been at the Ministry for one year. I hope his helps with the confusion side.

Disclaimer: I do not, nor have I ever owned Harry Potter series including characters etc. That belongs to the wonderful JK Rowling. I asked her for the rights, she said no.

Chapter 2 – Welcome Back

It had been over three years since Harry had left The Burrow, England and his family and friends behind. He'd been unobtainable for this period. He however had grown has a man. He was stronger, muscular, and fitter then before he left, he was a little taller and his body filled out to suit his height. He was however scared, and exhausted. Some of the fights he had were not all wand duals; he had to fight with weapons and his bare fists at some point. He had been seriously injured but never had to fight for his life. Some of the worse scaring was across his face. He obtained a large cut from under his left eye that went diagonally across his face, over his mouth and even into his shoulder blade. It was from a very talented swords man.

He had been staying at his cousin Dudley's since his return and he was summoning the guts to return back to The Burrow. The Ministry has sworn to keep his return quite until further notice, which gave him time to settle down. After he slept for hours upon end, went shopping for new clothes and got a new pair of glasses as his others were outdated and fairly wrecked. He also got a new hair style; it was shorter, and styled in a bed-head style which went with his natural messy hair. It had been a week when he finally summoned the guts to return after he had heard that Ron and Hermione were due to wed next week and he wanted to see them before the big day. While away he had time to think about Ginny, he still loved her but he didn't know how he felt about her or her him.

He dressed in ¾ Jeans and white t-shirt that showed his mussels without been obvious, and a pair of flip flops; he was fortunate that his glasses tinted with the sun as it was a very sunny day. He looked different from the boy who had left three years previous. He took one large breath and apperated. He walked to the gate of the familiar house, and he couldn't help but smile. He loved this place. He heard laughter from the back garden, familiar voices talking although he couldn't hear what was been said. He heard children's laughter, it sounded as if there were a few children in that garden.

Once again he took a deep breath and walked through the gate. His heart was hammering in his chest as he slowly approach the back to where the voices sounded.

'Oh my god,' said Ginny her jaw dropping and going pale.

Hermione looked around to see what she was looking at and had to squint in the bright light. 'Is that who I think it is?' she said inn utter shock.

'Harry?' asked Ginny standing.

'Hello everyone,' he said. With that Ron stood up and advanced on Harry but stopped when Ginny appeared in front of him.

'NO RON DON'T,' she yelled.

'He hurt you Ginny,' hissed Ron.

'I deserved it,' she said finally. With that Mr and Mrs Weasley came out of the house, Mrs Weasley dropped the dish she was carrying, and stood with her mouth open.

'Harry?' she asked uncertainly.

'Hello Mrs Weasley, Mr Weasley.'

'Hold on… what do you mean you deserved it?' said Ron wanting to know what was going on, now with the entire family angrily gathered around, only Ginny standing between them and Harry.

'I will tell you all shortly, I just need to speak with Harry first,' she said. Everyone was looking at her puzzled, why was she taking this so calmly after the way Harry had just upped and left?

She dragged Harry by the arm and headed up to the Orchard. 'Wow Harry, you look great,' she commented.

'Thanks Gin, so do you…' they were both walking in silence. 'What did you want to talk to me about?' he asked her.

'Firstly Harry I want you to know how deeply sorry I am and I hope you have found it in your heart to forgive me?' he still didn't know how he felt, he hoped upon seeing her he would know but after three years he was still as confused as ever. 'I understand it will take awhile to get back into the swing of things Harry, but I hope if you haven't now that one day you will.' Again he didn't response.

'What else?' he asked.

She looked at him puzzled. 'Sorry?'

'You said firstly, I am assuming there is something else?'

She stopped and turned Harry to face her. 'I tired reaching you-'

'-It was impossible. Nobody could. Even the Ministry had a hard time.'

'I know the Ministry told me I had to stop asking them or they were going to arrest me,' she laughed lightly.

'What did you want to tell me?' he said sternly, his face not cracking.

'Harry… y-you have a son,' she said straight out and simply.

'A son?' he said shocked. 'You mean he was mine?' Ginny couldn't help but smile.

'Yes, a son. He was yours Harry.'

'How can you be sure?' he asked.

'From the moment I saw him I knew. But Viktor and Cormac wanted a paternity test which came back negative. I've spoken to neither of them since.'

He took a few moments to absorb this. 'He's mine and I abandoned him.' He said sadly.

'Harry you didn't know, you were hurt and angry. I don't blame you for leaving, I think if the situation was in reverse I would have done the same,' she admitted.

'Why is Ron so angry with me?' he asked. 'I figured he would be mad for me leaving but given the circumstances I thought he would at least understand.' Ginny didn't respond. 'Ginny?'

'He was mad with you, as are the rest of my family because they don't quite know the truth of what happened.'

'What do you mean "they don't quite know the truth of what happened"?' he asked.

'They think you abandoned me,' she said looking anywhere but Harry's face. The only time she did he looked as confused and hurt as ever. 'I didn't tell them why you left. That I had slept with two other people, and there was a chance you may not be the father,' she admitted.

He couldn't look at her, he was angry. She let everyone believe he was a bastard, he was a bad guy who couldn't cope with been a father. 'Harry I'm sorry. I will go tell them the truth now.'

She started to walk off towards the garden; Harry however was still stood there. 'Why did you do it?' he shouted to her just before she left. She stopped and turned to see him and he ran over to her.

'What?'

'Why did you lie?' he asked.

'Because I was embarrassed,' she said simply. 'It's eaten away at me everyday and I've been dying to tell someone.'

'Why didn't you?' he asked somewhat gently. More like the Harry Ginny knew.

'Because I was scared they would all hate me,' she said her eyes filling up. Instinct took over as Harry put his strong arms around her and brought her into a hug were she let the tears flow freely.

After a couple of minutes she pulled back and wiped her eyes. 'Come on Harry, there is someone I want you to meet,' said Ginny now dragging him back to the garden.

Once they returned a little boy came running up to Ginny, he spotted Harry and hid behind her legs and looked up at him shyly. 'Mummy whos that?' asked the little boy.

Ginny bent down and picked the child up. 'James this is somebody I want you to meet. Say hello to Harry.'

'James?' whispered Harry looking the boy in front of him. He had black messy hair, a long face, his nose and chin, he even had Harry's knobbly knees yet his mouth and eyes are the spit of his mothers.

'His name is James Sirius Potter,' said Ginny quietly again.

'Hello,' he said to Harry shyly before turning to his mother. 'Who is he mummy?' he asked again.

She put him down and crouched to his level, 'James sweetie why don't you, Teddy and Victory go play in house for a bit while Harry and I talk to everyone,' she said.

'Can I have a biscuit?' he asked with a mischievous grin.

'Of cause you can, your Uncle Ron's inside go and ask him polity and tell him I said it was ok for you all to have one and then tell him I would like to talk to him.'

'Ok mummy,' he said running to get the others.

'Teddy is here as well?' he asked her and as if right on que a little boy around five years old and a little girl around four came running past and into the house. The boy was pale with oval shaped face, he had big brown eyes that sparkled and he was sporting bright orange hair. He was wearing a black t-shirt with two Bright orange Cs in the centre, the symbol for Chudley Cannons Quidditch team. The girl however was very pretty with a long face and cute button nose; she had silver blonde hair down to her waist and sparkling blue eyes.

All three of the children ran past them and into the kitchen. Ginny and Harry walked to the back where everyone was sitting. Harry drew another chair up for himself and sat down. He was very uncomfortable; everyone was staring at him, all sporting an unpleasant look.

He cleared his throat. 'So how is everyone?' he asked trying to make small talk. Nobody answered they just stared at him. 'George, Angelina I hear congratulations are in order unless my informants are incorrect. When is the baby due?'

'Ten weeks,' replied Angelina. He looked around, he noticed a girl with Percy whom he had never met. He was just about to talk to her when Ron came out followed by his mother.

'I've made them a sandwich, given them a glass of milk and a biscuit each. They should be at it a while,' said Ron sitting down next to Hermione and Molly next to her husband.

'Would you like anything to drink Harry?' she asked him kindly.

'No thank you Mrs Weasley,' he said polity. He was parched but felt it was no time to accept a drink.

'So you going to explain why you deserved to be walked out on Ginny?' asked Ron.

She sighed deeply. 'I should have told you the whole story when he first left,' she replied. 'Harry left not because I was pregnant but…'

'But what?'

She looked sad; she lowered her head trying to process the right words.

'Can I speak?' asked Harry. Nobody refused so he continued. 'When Ginny first told me she was expecting I was over the moon and excited. It was a little soon but we loved each other… or so I thought-'

'-What's that supposed to mean "So I thought"? She loved you and was heart broken when you left,' said Ron angrily again. It seemed Ron was the angriest of everyone. But he was however Harry's best friend, not only did he hurt Ginny when he walked out but he also hurt him.

'Ronald let him finish,' said Hermione taking hold of her fiancés hand. Harry had to smile at that one small gesture, it looked so right.

'As it turns out, Ginny made a couple… as she put it "Mistakes" which she admitted to me. It was fair to say I was angry and upset; I got asked that very morning to go on this mission but refused. When she told me I went straight to Kingsley and accepted. I couldn't face seeing you all again so I packed my things up while you were all out, wrote the note and left. I was angry for a couple of days, it wasn't while my angry subsided that I realised what I fool I'd been taking this mission, not at least without knowing what I could have been giving up. I needed to talk to Ginny, I tried to get out the mission to come home but I wasn't allowed, I wanted to write but they wouldn't let me send it. All I could do was do my job, fight and hope I survived so I could return one day. I hated not knowing,' he said on the verge of tears. Everyone was now looking at him puzzled, trying to work out what was going on, they all had mixed emotions upon there faces, anger was still there plain to see, but compassion was visible among it, well on all but Ron. Ginny looked up and had thick tears down her face, she looked pained.

'Why is mummy crying?' they heard a little voice next to Ron.

'She is a little upset kiddo,' said gently Ron picking him up.

'Is it because of him?' he asked pointing to Harry. Nobody knew how to answer him.

'No sweetie it isn't,' said Ginny holding her arms out for her son. Ron put him down and he ran over to her and gave her a big hug.

'Hey James why do you take me in house and show me your colours?' said the woman who was with Percy.

'Why don't you go with Auntie Audrey and mummy will come and see you soon,' she smiled at him.

He looked unsure. He then gave his mum a kiss and hugged her again. 'Me love you mummy,' he said as he hugged her.

'I love you to sweetie,' she said hugging him back. He then ran over to Audrey, took her hand and led her to the house.

'Right so we got the begging of the story and how Harry was hurt but we still don't know why,' said Molly.

She sighed again. 'It's because I did something stupid. As you all know when Harry and I were just starting our relationship he had to leave for a couple of weeks with the ministry.' Everyone nodded. 'Well the day he left was the first time we had been intimate with each other. During the fortnight he was away I we went out twice didn't we?' she said speaking to Ron and Hermione.

'Yeah…' they both replied wondering were this was going.

'Well the first time I didn't go straight home like you both suspected. Instead I ended up spending the night with Viktor-'

'-but I saw you the next morning still in bed,' said Hermione interrupting her.

'Yes you did Hermione. I was still in the clothes I went out in and I was crying. You assumed I came home and slept like that and was crying because I missed Harry. Well in actually fact I was missing him but I was also angry and upset at my self for betraying Harry.'

'If this is going where I think it's going then who was it the night we went to The Three Broomstick?' asked Hermione wearily.

'Cormac McLaggen.'

'C-Cormac?' spluttered Ron. Ginny nodded. Harry was sat back and looking upwards, it killed him to hear this again.

'Why?' said Ron.

'I don't know… still to this day I don't know how it happened. But when I found out I was pregnant I had to tell Harry the truth. They was two thirds of a chance James may not have been his. I don't blame him for leaving and non of you should either,' she said. Harry had heard enough for one day. He stood up and walked towards the gate almost knocking James down as he came tottering out of the house with a picture in his hand. He crouched down to his son and looked him in the eyes.

'See you soon big guy,' smiled Harry warmly at James, rubbing his mass of black hair. Ron came hurrying after him but he made it across The Burrows boundaries before he caught him and he apperated out of there.

'I drew this for you mummy,' said James running over to Ginny with the picture in his hand. It was of him and Ginny with big smiles and it said at the top 'I love my mummy' it looked like Audrey has drawn it first and he traced over it.

'Thank you James, you really are a sweet kid,' she said picking him up and sitting him on her knee.

'Why didn't you tell us all this Gin?' asked Ron sitting back down.

'Like I said I was embarrassed, ashamed and scared of what you would all think of me,' she answered honestly.

'I feel bad,' said Ron.

'Not as bad as I do,' said Ginny.

'Why do you feel bad mummy?' asked little James.

'No reason sweet heart,' she smiled warmly at her son. 'Still want to kill him?' said Ginny, mouthing the world kill.

'I want to talk to him. I'm still mad at the way he upped and left but I now know why,' said Ron in deep thought.

'Look guys, I'm sorry,' said Ginny sadly again.

'It was stupid Ginny,' said George speaking for the first time. 'Are you seriously right in the head?' he said angrily.

'I-I…'

'I mean Harry was like family and we turn our back on him. When like you, he needed us the most,' yelled George.

'I know,' said Ginny crying again.

'Stop yelling at my mummy Uncle George,' said James also crying while giving his mum a hug.

'That's enough George,' said Mrs Weasley sternly. 'Not while James is around.'

'Hey James why don't you go back inside and play, mummy will be alright I promise you,' said Arthur.

'OK granddad.' And he headed back into the house.

'How do you know James is definitely Harry's and not Krum's or Cormac's?' asked Bill.

'I knew from the moment I looked at him, but the others wanted a paternity test which came back negative, so only Harry left.'

'You sure there's no one else? Someone you've forgotten about?' asked Ron.

'Wow low blow Ronald,' said Percy speaking for the first time.

'James is Harry's,' she said snapped at him. 'I know I did a stupid thing, but I need all your support, I know Harry and I will probably never get back together but I want him in James's life. Harry grew up not knowing his parents; I don't want James growing up not knowing his dad. I know Harry isn't exactly innocent for leaving but he had reasons, and is right really.' Nobody answered her. She sighed. 'I'm going to start dinner,' she before standing up and heading into the house.

'Look you lot, things are a little messed up right-'

'-A little?' said Ron cutting his mum off.

'- now but Ginny is still your sister and she needs all of you,' she finished as if Ron hadn't spoken.

'I know, but what about Harry?' he asked.

'We will sort things out with Harry soon. Does anybody know where he is staying?'

They all shook there heads. 'He never mentioned it,' said Hermione.

'I will try and find out tomorrow. If not I know he will be starting back at the Ministry in a few days. I will try and catch him then,' said Arthur.

Mrs Weasley went and had a chat with her daughter. Told her how disappointed she was with her but that didn't change the fact she was her daughter and she loved her and James. Mostly that they were still welcome to continue living at the house.

That night Ginny was laid in bed, she was crying into her pillow when she heard the tiniest, sleepiest voice. 'Mummy me had a bad dream,' said James upset rubbing his eyes with a teddy in his hand. Ginny wiped her eyes and turned the light on. 'Why you crying again mummy?' he asked.

'No reason sweet heart, come on lets take you to toilet and we'll get you back to bed,' she said taking his hand.

'Can I sleep in your bed?' he asked as they entered the bathroom.

Ginny smiled at her son. 'Of course you can sweetie.'

'Buckbeak too?' he asked excitedly holding up his stuffed Hippogriff.

'Of course he can,' she smiled.

'Yaaaaay,' he said beaming.

After he washed his hands he ran back to Ginny's bedroom and climbed into Ginny's bed and once Ginny had turned the light out he cuddled up to her and fell almost instantly to sleep. She stroked the hair from his face and gently kissed his forehead. 'Love you Sweetie,' she said before she closed her eyes let herself drift off to sleep.

And there is Chapter Two, I hope you enjoyed it. Please once again review, I enjoy reading it.

What did you think of the way the family reacted? And mostly the way James spoke? I took advice from a friend who has a 9 year old daughter on how children that age spoke. Chapter Three will be uploaded soon.