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"Daddy, there's some people at the door, says they're here to see you." Ennis stopped what he was doing, the sink would still be clogged when whoever it was left. Walking toward the door of the trailer he and his two daughters lived in, wedging himself between Junior and the door, blocking her from the men he didn't recognize.

"Go help yer sister finish up in the kitchen." He could practically feel her rolling her eyes behind him, but she did as she was told. "Can a' help ya'?" He turned to the two men at the door, one of which had long dark hair, and dark eyes, while the other one had short light brown hair, already showing a little bit of gray, and an odd almost yellowish colored eyes.

"We were actually hoping to have a word with you about...your son." His heart shuttered painfully at even the mention of his son. He would have been turning four in a couple of months.

"My boy's dead." Was all he said as he started to close the door on the two men. It was clear they weren't going to be eating whatever Jenny had been making for dinner, as the girls were more interested in his conversation than actually cooking.

"We have reason to believe he's alive." The man with the dark hair stepped forward, and spoke for the first time. "Actually, we know he's alive, we know who took him, but we need you if we are going to see them brought to justice." He didn't understand the eagerness in the man's voice, but he took the picture the man held out for him anyways.

The child in it appeared to be around a year old, "Can't be my boy; my eye are brown, an' Jack's was blue." It was painful just saying the word, he'd admitted to himself just how much he wanted the little boy to be his.

The dark haired man got a thoughtful look on his face, "Light blue?" It took him a second to figure out what the man was talking about, but nodded when he realized he was talking about Jack's eyes. "Sometimes when I was holding him Harry's eyes would turn blue, but it was always just for a second, I always put it off as a trick of the light."

That had been two weeks ago, and now he found himself sitting outside one of the courtrooms of the British Ministry of Magic waiting to be able to have his case heard. He'd confronted the Potters, wanting to keep things quiet in the hopes of getting his son back quicker. They didn't go for it, and now he was fighting it out in the courts.

"Ennis, what is it ya think yer doin'?" His head shot up as he registered the voice of someone he hadn't spoken to since he was still in his teens.

"I'm gettin' my son back." He glared at his brother, "They send fer you?" K.E. Glared back at him, and he couldn't help but wonder what the Potters had told the other man. "Don' ya' start in on me, I ain't the one going around steeling peoples babies."

"What is it ya think yer doin' now?" K.E. asked, "I didn' even know you an' Alma had a boy." There was alot his brother didn't know, and Ennis wasn't really looking forward to being the one to enlighten him.

"We didn'...Jack an' I did." He watched his brother's face shit from indignation to horror to disgust. "We ain't got creature blood in us, ya' know what that means...I didn' stand a chance."

K.E.'s knees went weak, "You carried him?"

Ennis couldn't help the dry chuckle that escaped him, "Yeah." It still hurt to even think about Jack, but it was nice to see his brother wasn't going to start demeaning him for being with another man.

"So, where is this Jack feller now?" K.E. glanced around, his eyes falling on the group of people watching the two of them very closely. "He one of them?"

"Jack died little over four years ago." He knew the question that was on the tip of the other man's tongue. "Alexander turns four in August, J...Jack didn' even know bout him." He cursed himself for getting worked up, and angrily wiped the tears from his eyes.

They were called into the courtroom, "Com'on, let's go get yer boy back." K.E. stood, offering Ennis his hand and pulling him to his feet.

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The hearing went about how he'd thought it would, well other than K.E. being there. The girls were each questioned about him as a father, to which they both gushed over what a great daddy he was. It was a relief to him to know that while he may not have a lot of money, his girls didn't feel like they were missing out on anything.

K.E. was next up, and the smug looks were wiped off the Potters faces when he told the court that he felt Alexander belonged with Ennis. He admitted that Ennis may have gotten the short end of the stick, it didn't stop him for being the best man, the best daddy, he could be. He said it was no question he'd make a better daddy to the boy than the Potters made parents, seeing as he'd been staying with the Potters, and had yet to catch a glimpse of the boy.

Severus and a man named Albus Dumbledore came next, and both provided copies of their memories. He was surprised when Severus was administered a truth potion, he understood when he was asked how he happened upon the information, he spoke of a man named Sirius Black who was currently in prison, and ended up there when he came too close to the truth.

He was interviewed next, and he did the best he could to answer the questions asked of him, a difficult task for a man who talked as little as he absolutely needed. After him came the Potters, but they didn't have the same story. The husband blamed one of the nurses, while the wife swore the child was theirs, but they both refused to give him up, even when faced with with the memories provided by Severus and Albus. When it appeared they had lost they chose another tactic, saying they were better suited to care for his son, because they were rich, and could support him.

In the end it was decided he was to be the one granted custody, but the Potters still refused to give him his child. For this reason, Severus was allowed to forcibly take the information from their minds. There was a bit of other legal information that he didn't care to listen to, all he cared about was that he was getting his son back.

That was how he found himself standing in front of a pretty normal home, wondering why Severus told him it would be best to leave his girls with the Weasleys, who Albus had set up for them to stay with since Molly and Arthur were closer to his age. He knocked on the door, then took a step back, waiting for it to open, and when it did, there was a woman who resembled some of the older looking horses he'd seen in Wyoming.

"Hello Tuney, we're here for the boy Lily left here almost three years ago." Severus sneered at the woman as he forced his way inside, Ennis hot on his heels, followed closely by K.E. and Remus. He didn't know what to think when he saw Remus's nostrils flare as he took deep breaths, almost like he were trying to find a specific smell.

"We don't have the boy, never wanted him anyways, and when her and her no good husband showed no signs of returning for him, we sent him away." She sniffed, trying to hide her fear, but Ennis saw it, he was good at spotting fear in people, been staring at the signs of it on his own face for the last 20 years, since he met Jack.

"Yer lying!" He practically growled at the woman. "I know my boy is here, so you can either show me where he is, or I'll tear this place apart looking for him. Either way I'm gonna find him an' take him home." He didn't miss the nervous glance she sent towards the cupboard under the stairs, and he stormed over there, praying he was wrong.

Inside he found a small boy with a head of hair just like Jack's, except for the loose curls that he'd gotten from him. He was curled up on a little cot, hugging his legs to his chest, hiding his face in his knees. "Hey there Bud." He sat down on the floor in front of the cupboard, and tried to keep his voice calm, and movements slow and steady an he would with an animal that was skittish.

Digging his hands into his pockets he found the apple Molly Weasley had forced him to take with him that morning when he'd said he was too nervous to eat. "A friend 'o mine gave this to me this mornin', awful big fer one person," He was tossing it from hand to hand, and turned to see a large blue eye following it. "Say, you wouldn't be willin' to help me eat this would ya." He saw the child, his child, glance back and forth from him to the apple, and it broke his heart.

Pulling out his pocket knife he cut off a slice, then after putting the knife down again held the slice out to Alexander. The child stared at it for a minute, before reaching out and snatching it from his hand. He heard a few growls come from behind him, and wished he could so so as well, but knew that would scare his boy more than he already was.

He looked up to see that Alexander (I will be calling Harry Alexander because that is the name Ennis gave him in the story) kept looking from him to the remaining apple in his hand, and noticed that the boy had yet to take a bite of his piece "don' ya wan' it?" The child sniffled a bit before sadly handing the slice back to him, so he quickly grabbed the knife and cut off another slice, "That ones yers, see I got one right here." As he said it he bit into his slice, and smiled when the child did the same. His smile grew when he heard a little giggle escape when some of the juice from the apple ran down Alexander's chin.

He continued cutting the apple until they had eaten all but the core. "Looks like we finished it, but I know where there's more. Wanna go get more?" He asked as he held out his hand and held his breath. Eventually a small child looking exactly like Jack emerged from the cupboard. Slowly he stood with the child in his arms, resting him on his hip.

He heard the startled squeak the child gave, but gently rubbed his back to calm him, "It's alrigh', yer Daddy's gotcha now." He soothed the boy, glaring at the woman who had three wands trained on her, "I'll tell Mrs Weasley y'all be back after her husband gets home." He said, motioning to the woman with a slight jerk of his head. They all just nodded, handing over the portkey so he could take his boy out of there.

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He felt awful when he heard Alexander's terrified sobs when they landed, and pulled the child closer to him, doing his best to comfort his frightened child. When the sobs turned to sniffles, he glanced around to see that everyone had left the house and were now watching them. He glanced at his girls, and motioned them over, "Ya wanna meet yer older sisters." He asked the little boy when he peaked up at him through his lashes.

Junior was the first to approach them, her smile bright as she looked the tiny child over, "Daddy, he's just precious." She gently reached out for him, but Alexander curled farther into Ennis, and he could see the hurt in the girl's face at her brother not wanting to let her hold him. He looked over her shoulder and saw Jenny watching them, and saw the sadness in her eyes as well.

"Why don't all of you come in, I'm sure you're half starved by now." Mrs. Weasley made her way over to them, ushering everyone back inside, and making them all sit around the table, "Lunch will be in a couple of hours, but I'm sure a little snack wouldn't go amiss." Within minutes she had all of them seated around the table, though Alexander refused to be put down, so was still seated in his lap. She handed out cookies to everyone, and while the rest of the children seemed pleased to have them, Alexander refused to touch his, and instead looked sadly at it.

He wondered what was wrong with the child, but then something occurred to him, "Mrs. Weasley, you don't have any more of them apples do you?" She turned to give him an exasperated look, and he wondered what it was he'd done now.

"I do Mr. Del Mar." She gave a slight grin when he felt his face flush, she'd been after him to call her Molly since the moment he'd met her, and refused to call him by his first name until he'd called her by hers. He smiled his thanks when she handed him two, before pulling out his knife and beginning the process of cutting them up.

"There ya go, that ones yers, I'll eat this one, then we can eat our cookies." He couldn't help the grin that spread across his face when as he watched his son pick up a slice and bite into it. Alexander only ate one slice before the child realized they were the only two with apples, he watched closely as Alexander patted Junior on the arm, and when she turned he offered her one of his slices.

"That's very nice of ya, but that's yers." She said with a grin, trying to hide how pleased she was that Alexander had been willing to share with her. "Does he talk Daddy?" She leaned over to whisper to him when Harry turned to Jenny on the other side of him, and tried to get her to take his offering.

"He hasn't yet, don' right know if he knows how." Ennis whispered back to her, turning when he heard childish giggles. Glancing down he saw that Molly's youngest boy Ron had crawled up into Jenny's lap, and was happily munching on an apple slice. He felt his eyes fill with tears when he glanced down at his son, and saw that he was munching on half of a cookie, the other half sitting in front of Ron.