Two things. One. Thank you everyone who showed an interest in this story! Means a lot to me! And two. Is anyone else experiencing third winter? Cause I am and I am soo ready for spring. I mean its April!

5 years later

May 5th, 2001

Harry Potter was sitting at his kitchen table, holding a piece of paper that changed his life forever. He couldn't believe that this was happening to him. He thought he made all the right decisions. After he defeated Voldemort, he joined the Auror Department as a Junior Auror along with Ron. While Hermione went back to Hogwarts then joined the Department of Magical and Law Enforcement. He married Ginny a year later, when she graduated from Hogwarts. Then they had a son, James Sirius Potter, nine months later. Ginny decided to be a stay at home mum just like her mum. Seeing as the Ministry of Magic gave The Golden Trio a very generous sum for saving the British Wizarding World. And with Harry's inheritance from his parents and Sirius, Harry didn't need to work a day in his life. But Harry had wanted to earn everything that everyone wanted to give him. When Kingsley wanted to give Harry the job at the Auror Department, he was ready to give him an actual Auror. There was no going to the Auror Academy or having a trial period. Harry didn't want that, after all he was right out of school. Skipping his Seventh Year, unlike anyone else who finished their schooling. Earn it, not receive it.

"Harry?" Hermione Granger called out from the living room of Grimmauld Place. After the war Harry had the old Order of the Phoenix headquarters fixed up and made much more homey. Gone went the dark walls and the portrait of Walburga Black was taken down and put in the Black Vault. Where no one could hear her screeching ever again. "You didn't show up to work. Are you okay?"

Instead of saying anything Harry just slid the note over to his bushy haired friend. After the war, Hermione and Ron tried to make their relationship work but in the end they were better as friends. Ron went on and started dating Lavender Brown again, seeing if they could make their relationship work again. Hermione on the other hand, stayed friends with Daphne Greengrass and met Theodore Nott. Harry had seen Daphne in the past five years but the two never had a conversation alone with each other. No matter how much either wanted too.

"I'm sorry, I can't do this anymore?" Hermione asked with a confused expression coming onto her face. "Did Ginny leave you this? Did she leave you? Where's James?"

"Taking a nap." Harry sighed looking over at Hermione. "I flooed Molly and even she doesn't know where Ginny went. She didn't go back to The Burrow. Ginny left me, left James! She left her son."

Wrapping her arms tight around Harry's shoulders, Harry finally let the tears fall. Everything that Harry had thought he known at the age of 17 was gone. Ginny left him and their son. Their three year old son now had to live without a mother. Everything fell apart. "She was right."

"Who was right?"

"Daphne. She was right. Everything was going to fall apart." Harry whispered into Hermione's hair. "She was looking out for me and I decided that I couldn't be friends with her anymore because I chose my relationship with Ginny over her."

"Oh Harry." Smoothing down his still wild black hair, she knew what Harry was talking about. After Daphne and Harry's fight, Daphne came to Hermione explaining her peice so she wouldn't lose two new friends. Hermione agreed with what Daphne said, even though she wouldn't dare tell Harry that. If Ginny had made Harry happy, then she would be happy for them. But she also knew that Daphne said everything out of jealousy. And still knew to this day that Daphne was not over Harry Potter. No matter how much the blonde beauty tried to hide it. "Do you want me to watch James so you can go drown your sorrows?"

"That would be great actually." Harry said standing up from his spot that he hadn't moved from besides to take care of his son. "Um I'll be back in the morning. You can have Theo over if you want."

"Oh thank you so much for your permission." She said pushing Harry to the front door. "I'll take care of everything, you go do what you need to do."

Daphne Greengrass has a good life, at least that's what she thinks. A job that she loves, as a curator, a house that she fixed up the muggle way to prove she could do anything without magic. After the war, her father was sentenced to Azkaban and her mother, while wasn't a Death Eater, was sentenced to house arrest and had restrictions for the use of magic. Astoria, her little sister, continued her schooling at Hogwarts and now was going to a magical fashion school in Paris, France.

She even stayed friends with Hermione Granger, which she later set her up with Theodore Nott. Daphne knew that Theo always had a crush on the brains of the Golden Trio, and when Hermione told her that she and Ron had broken up she set her plan in motion. What she didn't know was that it would bring Harry Potter back into her life. Harry had must've remembered what she had told him about Theo. And supported Hermione with her new relationship no matter how much his wife and the rest of the Weasleys hated it.

When Harry showed up at Hermione and Theos housewarming party, Daphne could feel the feelings that she shoved down deep resurface. Only to break again when she saw the growing pregnant belly of Ginny Potter. The life she had dreamed, sometimes even still dreamed, was exactly what it was a dream. She hated herself for being one of those girls who wanted to be Harry's. Sure she actually knew what it was like to have a true real relationship with Harry Potter but he still wasn't hers to have any kind of thought that wasn't a platonic friendship.

Sipping on a glass of wine, she wasn't expecting to hear her doorbell ring. Astoria was back in France and she knew Hermione would call her before showing up. Curious on who it could be she walked to her front door. After making sure she had her wand, she opened the door to find Harry Potter holding a bottle of vodka.

"What are you doing here?" Daphne rudely asked crossing her arms over her chest.

"You told me to come find you when everything fell apart." Harry softly replied. "I thought you could tell me why Ginny leaving me is the best thing for me."

Her heart broke when those would fell out between his lips. Opening the door wider, she let Harry in. "I am so sorry Harry."

Before he said anything, he opened his bottle of vodka and drank straight from the bottle. Welcoming the burn down his throat. Better than feeling a broken heart. "Don't be sorry. You were right. I should be sorry. I let my relationship with Ginny affect my friendship with you. I am sorry, Daph."

After hearing Harry using the nickname only he was allowed to use, she knew she was in deep trouble. "I shouldn't have walked out."

"I shouldn't have let you walk out." And not missing a beat, he said. "I did miss you."

"I missed you too." And the next thing she knew, her body was wrapped in Harry's arms. Wrapping her arms around his neck was the easiest and hardest thing she had ever done. While Daphne was welcoming her friend back into her life, she was trying her hardest not to screw anything up. Again. Her heart was telling her to jump and tell him what her feelings were. Her brain was telling her to wait. Wait for Harry to be over his soon to be ex wife. Wait to see if it was something he actually wanted. Pulling away from the hug, she walked into her kitchen to grab another glass. Taking a deep breath before entering the living room. "Okay tell me what happened."

"I honestly don't know. Ginny just left. She was home last night didn't say anything. Didn't tell me that she was unhappy. Just wrote a note saying I'm sorry. I can't do this anymore." Harry told her after taking a hefty gulp from his glass. Pulling out the note, he handed it over to Daphne for her to study it.

"Are all her clothes gone?" Daphne asked slowly after reading the note multiple times, knowing it may not sound important but yet it was the most important question. "All her belongings?"

Nodding his head, making his messy black hair become even more crazy then it already was. "Yeah everything was gone."

"Oh Harry." Resting her hand on top of his. "What about your son? James right?"

"James is with me. Hermione is watching him right now. God she left James. Who does that? Leave their child?" Harry asked bitterly, standing up from his spot on the floor. "Leave me, don't tell me why you left. But she left James. Her son! I think I'm more pissed about her leaving James. What am I supposed to tell him when he asks where mummy is?"

"I don't know. I really wish I did know what you could tell him. Maybe and this is probably a big maybe Ginny will show back up."

"Do you really think that?" Harry asked looking over at Daphne, his green eyes showing the anger that he felt towards Ginny. "You were the only one that knew that Ginny and I wouldn't work out."

"I didn't know Harry." She said after filling up her wine glass. She thought about how she could word what she wanted to say without giving away her secret. "I didn't want you to be with her because I knew she wouldn't like that you were friends with me. Sure we did that on our own. She would have made you stop being friends with me. Ginny Weasley hates anyone who doesn't think the same exact way she does. How she and Hermione could even be friends astounds me."

Harry thought about what Daphne was saying. Ginny and Hermione butted heads more than Hermione and Ron did. When Hermione broke up with Ron, Harry heard Ginny tell him all these bad things about his best friend. They had multiple fights with each other during the break up of Hermione and Ron. Harry being friends with both, did not choose a side. Ginny on the other hand did. He understood why she picked Ron's side, they were brother and sister. Family, something very important to the Weasley's. But when it was several months after the break up and Ron was starting to see Lavender, Hermione was almost a forbidden happy subject in the Potter household. "I get what you mean. While she didn't let me hang out with Hermione, she also changed the subject if I had good news and Hermione was in the news."

"See that's what I'm talking about!" Daphne exclaimed, happy that Harry understood where she was coming from. "And during school she harassed Astoria multiple times before and even after the war. That's why I hate Ginny the most, she bullied my little baby sister because she had a green tie. Treat anyone else who you call a so called friend like a bloody troll but don't mess with my sister."

"What do you mean even after the war Ginny bullied your sister?" Harry asked curiously. "From what I heard Ginny was the one wanting to unify the houses."

Snorting loudly, Daphne got up from her spot and pulled out a little black box that had every single letter Astoria had ever written to her. Finding the ones dated from Astoria's Sixth Year at Hogwarts, she handed them to Harry. They all mentioned any time Ginny Weasley taunted her, or any other Slytherin because of the sins of their family members. While reading everything that Ginny said to Astoria and her friends made his blood boil. This was the girl that told him that she was doing everything she could to let the Slytherins feel welcome. The girl who convinced everyone else around her that she would take charge of Hogwarts House Unity. According to her it was her job after all, with being Harry Potter's girlfriend.

Setting the letters down on the coffee table, Harry looked over at Daphne. "I can't believe she would say anything like that. Did she care about anyone?"

"Only if it benefited her in some way. I still think she only cared about the fact that you are Harry Potter, The Boy Who Lived, The Chosen One, The Vanquisher. She didn't care about you until you stopped paying attention to her. And then all of a sudden she wants you. It was almost like she gave you a love potion just out of jealousy."

"I get what you mean." Harry said with a small smile on his face. "What else do you hate about Ginny? This is helping actually."

"She looks like your mum. I mean I get that some people end up with someone who is like their parents, Merlin help me if that happens to me. But you don't find the person that looks just like your mum."

Choking on a mouthful of his vodka, Harry couldn't believe what Daphne just said. "Are you saying that I had married and created a child with my mum's look alike?"

"Most certainly did." Daphne smirked. "You need to find someone who does not look like your mother. Don't date anymore redheads."

"When I'm ready."

"Well that goes without saying."

For the rest of the night, Harry and Daphne didn't talk about Ginny. They talked about James, their jobs and anything they missed in each others lives. Daphne told Harry how she fixed up the house in London all without magic and only the help of only Hermione, Theo, Tracey and Astoria. How she hadn't talked to her mother since she officially moved out of the house. And how her mother tried to disown both her daughters from the Greengrass name but realized she couldn't because Daphne became the head of the Greengrass house once her father was sent to Azkaban. Daphne almost went as far as selling her childhood home where her mother still lived but decided against it.

"If she made one more crack about me living in the muggle world I would have sent her to downtown London where she had to live in a studio apartment." Daphne said finishing her fourth glass of wine.

Laughing loudly after he pictured a snooty muggle hating Pureblood witch living in an apartment making chit chat with her neighbor. "I would pay big money to see that."

"It could be a new reality TV show." Daphne laughed softly before sobering up. "Don't you need to go home to take care of James?"

Nodding his head in agreement after looking at the time. "I do, relieve Hermione from her duty." After Daphne walked Harry to her door, he smiled softly before pulling her into a hug. "Thank you for letting me drink here and make me hear all those horrible things about Ginny. No one else would have been able to do that."

"It's the least I can do." She replied taking in the comfort she felt when Harry's arms were wrapped around her waist. Tight but not too tight. Just enough to let you know that he has you. "Call me when you need to talk."

"Will do. Bye Daph."

Daphne watched Harry apparate away before she closed her front door, sliding down she rested her head on her knees. "Oh Daphne, you are so screwed."