Author's Notes: I forgot to mention, that this was my first ever attempt at a fanfic.

Chapter Two: Never Say Goodbye

Harry was the first one to wake up on Saturday morning. Rubbing his eyes, he sat up in bed, with Brianne still lying next to him. It had become a habit as husband and wife sleeping next to each other. He sat on the edge of the bed for a few minutes with his head hanging low. This was it; the day he was moving out. Harry really did not want to leave Bree, but he had no choice. She didn't want him to stay, because him staying would only hurt her even more. That was the last thing he wanted to do.

After about five minutes of being lazy, Harry finally stood up. He walked over to the curtains and pulled one back slightly to see the weather outside. The sky was a perfect clear blue color, with only a couple of white clouds. The trees and the grass blew, so that meant it would be windy today. Harry walked from the window to the dresser and pulled out what he was going to wear today. He picked out a pair of khakis and a red and black long sleeve shirt. He took his clothes, and headed into the bathroom for a nice warm shower.

After the sleepless night that Harry had, he needed this shower. Getting undressed, he stepped into the bathtub and turned on the hot water. Taking the first bottle of shampoo he could find, he poured a few drops of it into his hand, and shampooed, rinsed, and repeated the process of washing one's hair. The shower was very relaxing. In fact, it was so relaxing that he didn't want it to end. The feeling of the hot water pounding against his body reminded him that his troubles were leaving him.

Unfortunately, the fantasy ended, and it was back to reality for Harry. He dried himself off, and put on his clean clothes. For once in his life they fit him properly. Harry dried his hair, and headed back into the bedroom. Brianne had finally just woken up, and her hair looked like a haystack. She glared over at Harry as she envied the way he looked for the moment.

"Took you long enough," she hissed at him.

"Sorry, I didn't know there was a time limit," he said with a small grin.

"Very funny Harry," Brianne said as she rolled her eyes.

Brianne stood up, and walked over to her closet. She had tons of clothes. It seemed like she had one for every day of the month. She very rarely ever wore the same outfit twice in a period of two weeks. Today she was in the mood to wear something blue. She rummaged through her closet until she found a pretty blue dress. She had a meeting with Lord Voldemort later, and she wanted to be ready to go when Harry left. Brianne picked out some makeup to put on, and headed into the shower.

She took much longer then Harry did in the shower, though she didn't enjoy it as much as he did. She saw the shower this morning as more of a necessity than anything else. When she was finished, she applied just enough makeup so it covered any blackheads or zits she might have had, but yet it made her look natural.

After about a half an hour in the bathroom, Brianne finally came out. Harry sat on the bed, and folded his arms across his chest. He gave her one of those you're a hypocrite type looks. She raised an eyebrow at him, and just laughed. She put on heart shaped earrings, and a diamond necklace that her father had given her.

"We should probably go and wake Lily," Harry suggested as he headed for the door.

"I don't think we have to," Brianne says as she looked over towards the door.

Lillian Jane Potter stood in her parents' doorway. She looked as if she had been crying all morning. It didn't help that her brothers were not home either, so she didn't have either of them to go to. She definitely was not going to go to Daisy Malfoy for comfort even though they were technically cousins. She could go to her other cousin, Scorpius Malfoy, but she didn't want to burden him with her worries.

"I was just going to get you Lily," Harry said as he walked over to hug her.

"I heard you guys in the shower. I didn't want to miss saying goodbye."

"I'm surprised you aren't angrier with me. I expected you to hate me."

"You're my dad; of course I don't hate you."

Harry outstretched his arms as if he wanted to hug his daughter. Hesitantly, Lily went to hug Harry. She desperately fought back tears as she told herself "Death Eaters don't cry over Harry Potter." Brianne saw the look on her daughters face as Lily hugged Harry. It broke Bree's heart knowing that she was hurting her own daughter by kicking Harry out. However, in the end, it would be for the best.

"This isn't goodbye you know," Harry reminded Lily. "You can still come and visit me. That is, if it's alright with your mother."

As Harry said the last few words, it was like stabbing a stake through Brianne's heart. How could she refuse visitor rights to Harry? Well, she could, but it wouldn't be fair to Lily. Brianne looked at her daughter and nodded once, signifying that it would be ok for her to visit her father.

"As long as it's what Lily wants, you can see her Harry," Brianne said verbally.

Harry smiled weakly at Brianne, and Lily just simply nodded. Truthfully, she didn't know how to act at that particular moment. Lily wanted to yell and cry at the same time. She knew secretly that would not take away the pain that would come later.

"You had better go get ready Lily. We have lunch with your Aunt Bellona. You'll want to look your best," Brianne said as she scooted Lily out of the room.

Without another word, Lily headed into her room. As she got back to her room, more tears fell down her face. She wondered how obvious it was to her mother that she was upset. Lily only hoped that Lord Voldemort didn't find out. She could only imagine the torture he would put her through if he did.

Without question, Lily picked out a black dress and headed into the shower. It was a good distraction, but it wasn't the best choice. She let her imagination runaway with her as thoughts of Voldemort torturing her ran through her head.

While she was in the shower, Harry wrote a note saying goodbye to Lily. He couldn't verbally bring himself to saying it, seeing as how the very thought of him leaving brought knots to his stomach. Putting the quill down finally after what seemed like forever, Harry walked the letter over to Lily's room, and placed it on top of her pillow. He took one last look around her room, and sighed as he looked at the picture of her and her siblings.

"Harry, it's time," Brianne called in a weak tone of voice. She really did not want Harry to leave, but it was the only way any of the pain she felt would go away.

Sighing, Harry grabbed his two suitcases, and headed down the stairs. His messy black hair got in his eyes, which caused him to trip down the last two stairs. Fortunately, he was able to break his fall. Bree definitely was not able to break it seeing as how she was pregnant with her fourth child. His glasses fell off his face; Bree picked them up and helped Harry to his feet. Harry dusted himself off, and regained control of himself. His face had turned bright red with embarrassment.

"Are you alright Harry," she asked him as she fought back a laugh.

"I suppose it all depends on your definition of alright," he said as he picked up his suitcases and started for the door.

Bree sighed, and opened the door for Harry. She felt absolutely horrible for giving him the boot, but she really had no choice. Harry had made one too many promises and broken all of them, not only to her, but to their children as well.

"I hate to say this, but it's for the better Harry."

"Is it really Brianne? Don't you remember our wedding vows?"

"Of course I do Harry, but, you've broken them too. I love you, I really do, but you love your job more then you love this family."

"That isn't fair, nor is it true."

"Sometimes life isn't fair. If it wasn't true Harry, then you would have remembered our fifth year anniversary, not to mention my birthday as well as our children's."

Harry sighed as he took the first step out the door. He turned to look at Bree one last time before he left. She took a step closer to him and hugged him tightly. She kissed him one last time before releasing him.

"I love you Brianne," Harry said as he ran a hand through her hand and placed the other one on her pregnant stomach. The baby kicked him as he did so.

"I love you too Harry, more then you could ever imagine."

Once she said this, Harry dropped both his hands, and picked up his suitcases again. He really didn't want to leave, but decided he had procrastinated long enough. He refused to say goodbye to her, seeing as how it was too final, so he just waved. With a loud crack that sounded like a car backfiring, Harry and his suitcases vanished.