Stargazer777: When Harry asks for Ginny's hand, Arthur has to give up his only daughter, his little girl. I think it's only natural for him to demand something like this from Harry. How would you feel if you had to give up your little girl, after you lost one of your sons and had the other one sliced open by a werewolf?

Thx for the reviews and even more for adding me to your story alert lists! That was one hell of a suprise when I opened my mailbox this morning and I set of to write this chapter right away. It's not my best work, but I do believe Teddy's a part of the family.


"Who was my dad?"

Teddy Lupin looked up at his godfather, Harry Potter, as they sat together on an old log in the garden of the Potter's house. Teddy had been sitting there for quite some time now and Harry, who took his godfather job very serious, had only just decided to join his godson, just to check if Teddy was alright.

The boy was eight years old now and had lately begun to question his godfather and grandmother about his parents. He wanted to know who they really were, what job they did and how they lived their lives.

"Hasn't your grandmother told you about your dad?" Harry asked kindly although he already knew the answer. Andromeda Tonks had never been fond of Remus Lupin so Harry doubted she would've told Teddy anything about him.

Teddy shook his had.
"She told me that you would be much better at telling me about him. She told me you knew him better."

Harry shrugged.
"That is true. Your dad was my teacher in my third year at Hogwarts and he was an old friend of my parents. So yeah, I did know him pretty well. He taught me my Patronus, did I tell you that?"

Teddy looked up at Harry in awe.
"My dad taught you that?" he whispered curiously. When Harry nodded he continued,
"What else did my dad do?"

"Well, he was certainly the best Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher we ever had. He really knew his stuff. We all passed our exams with amazing grades, thanks to him," Harry said, "And when he was in Hogwarts himself, he was part of this group called the Marauders. They were real troublemakers but in a funny kind of way."

"Your dad was in there too, wasn't he?" Teddy asked. Harry nodded.
"I don't like not knowing my dad," Teddy continued, "but I don't miss them because I never really knew them. I don't think that's very nice of me, is it?"

Harry saw how the face of his godson fell and put his arm around Teddy's shoulder.
"I only learned who my parents were when I was at Hogwarts. You are surrounded by people who knew your parents, who can tell you about them. You are surrounded by a real family, isn't that right? I don't think your mum and dad would have minded that you don't really miss them. You were only a baby when they died and after the war was over, you spend much time over here."

"But I am proud of my mum and dad!" Teddy suddenly said fiercely and his hair turned a fiery shade of red as he said it. Harry chuckled at the sight, then rubbed Teddy through his hair.
"It's just that," Teddy continued, "if there's something wrong, I go to you or gran. If I do something wrong, you are most likely to punish me because gran never does and somehow it's like you and Ginny are my parents. I feel bad because I think that."

Harry fell silent. It was true, Andromeda was getting old and Teddy spend a lot of time over at the Potters, certainly now with James born. And he had to admit that he and Ginny had always tried to raise Teddy as if he were one of their own.

"You know what makes the difference, Teddy? The fact that you know who you real parents are. You have grown up remembering them the way they exactly were, you know how they died and what they died for. Your dad was a good friend of mine and I just hope I can become a good friend of you. I have taken care of you just as your dad has taken care of me. But more then that, you are my godson and you are part of this family. I would protect you with my life if I had to. But never forget who your real parents are. Never forget what they did because I know they did it for you. If you remember them, it's not that bad that you consider someone else a parent. Your real parents wouldn't have let you feel bad because of this. They would've told you it's okay. Do you understand that?"

Teddy looked up at Harry and silently nodded. Then he got up, his hair a nice shade of purple now, and suddenly Harry was reminded of Tonks, who always had purple hair.

"Teddy, did I tell you your mother always had her hair purple?"

Teddy smiled. "Gran told me. But I've always had it purple, it's not like I'm doing that on purpose."

"And that proves how you are so alike of your mum and dad. They live inside you, they live through you and your memories of them. They will always be with you." Harry replied smiling.

Teddy nodded, then looked up as Ginny's voice came floating through the kitchen doorway.
"Boys! Are you ready for dinner?"

Harry got up and fiercely rubbed Teddy through his hair. Laughing, Teddy struggled to break free but Harry didn't want to let him go.
"Come on, Wolfson, let's have dinner!"

As they walked back to the house, Teddy asked: "Why do you always call me Wolfson?"
Harry put his hands deep in his pockets as he let Teddy enter the house first before he answered, with a faint smile over his face:

"We'll talk about that some other time, alright?"


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