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So someone reviewed my last chapter but they were anonymous so to that person, we will eventually see how Hagrid is as a parent but then again this is Hagrid we're talking about. He's friends with centaurs and he knows how to take care of dragons and Hippogriffs, a kid… not so much.

I don't own Harry potter, that's J. K. Rowling. If I did Fred, Lupin, Tonks, Hedwig, Cedric, Dobby, and Harry's parents wouldn't have died… and maybe Moody I'm still debating.

Chapter 2

I was visiting my uncle Kingsley over the summer but he ended up being called to go on a mission with Alastor Moody, leaving me to look after his estate and to practice the various types of defensive spells he had been teaching me all summer. After I told him that I wanted to join the Order when I was finished with Hogwarts he simply nodded and spoke in his low melodic voice, "Very well."

I was anxious to learn as much as I could because I knew that Harry Potter would have started his first year. However the couple of months that counted as summer turned into a few more months when I noticed that the leaves began to change colors. Kingsley had instructed me to wait at his home until he returned and not only was I getting anxious about missing so many of my classes –although professor McGonagall was owling me my lessons and work- I was nervous to see Harry again. After all it had been ten years and he probably couldn't even remember me, if anything he's probably heard of me by now after all whenever someone tells the story about the Boy-Who-Lived the story about the Girl-Who-Saw comes right after it.

It was toward the end of October and I had been practicing my patronus charm, it frustrated me to no end that I could only produce an incorporeal patronus although I had been owling Professor Quirrell –who was unlucky enough to get the position as the Defense Against the Dark Arts instructor- and he constantly told me that a corporeal patronus is one of the hardest things to do and most wizards and witches go their whole lives without even being able to cast an incorporeal patronus.

After I would read his letters I would simply shake my head and toss them aside. Both my mother and my father had been able to cast a corporeal patronus –my mother's being an antelope and my father's being an tiger- so I was convinced that I hadn't encountered a happy enough memory in order to make one. Satisfied with my self-proclamation I was closing my book for the day when a silver lynx came through the window of Kingsley's large dining room. It landed in front of me and my uncle's low voice began to speak from it, "Alma, I apologize from keeping you from your studies for so long, but with Harry finally returning to the Wizarding World Dumbledore and I felt it best that you two should stay separated for awhile so that the uproar of his return would cool down before you make your appearance. I'm sorry for lying to you but you must understand that it was for your own protection. I set up a portkey for you to arrive at Hogsmead at 5 pm, don't be late and don't forget your comb." I could instantly imagine him winking at me.

With that the lynx disappeared and it felt like the room had grown ten degrees colder. I wasn't mad at my uncle or Dumbledore for lying to me, but I was upset with them because I couldn't fulfill my promise to Lily as soon as Harry started at Hogwarts. I had been training and soaking up all the knowledge that I could so that I would be able to protect him and once the time came for Harry to return I wasn't even there to know what house he was put in!

I went upstairs and turned right down a small hallway until I reached the small door on my left that usually acted as my room whenever I stayed. My bags had been packed for months since I thought that I'd have returned to Hogwarts ages ago. There was really nothing else for me to do so I simply loaded up all the books that were open and scattered around my room, got my owl Astra settled in to her cage, grabbed the small silver comb that had appeared on my bureau a few days ago, and went back downstairs.

Luckily it was only a few minutes till five, I didn't notice how much time had past while my head was buried in books. It wasn't long till I felt a pull of what felt like a hook fitting itself right behind my belly button and scooping me off the ground along with my belongings.

After a minute or so I began kicking out my legs like I was riding a bicycle the way Dumbledore taught me so that I could land properly just outside of the Hog's Head. I immediately pulled my cloak in tighter as I was reacquainted with the chilly Scottish air.

My uncle's house had definitely lowered my resistance to cold seeing as his various house elves always kept his home toasty, so against my better judgment I walked into the Hog's Head to grab a quick butterbeer. There really was nothing wrong with the inn itself; in fact I felt relatively safe there since I had grown close to Aberforth Dumbledore in my youth. However, I knew that in order to even enter the Hog's Head I usually had to wear a hood over my head, much like the various other patrons that enter.

I grabbed the handle of my trunk and Astra's cage as I slowly opened the creaky door that needed a good oiling and sidestepped a few of the larger clumps of dirt that I knew would dirty the ends of my cloak. I made my way towards the bar where a tall thin man was spit shining glasses. I internally cringe as I stepped closer and was met with bright blue eyes almost completely hidden behind dirty spectacles and a long mane of stringy grey hair.

"Hello Aberforth, I would like a small butter beer, and please hold the spit." I said as I dropped two sickles on the counter and smiled sweetly at him. Aberforth looked up from his task and chuckled once, "Ah Alma, you haven't been around lately, I was almost starting to miss your cheek." He said as he took a small mug off of the shelf above his head and quickly washed it with the augamenti charm before walking over to a large and very dusty barrel and filling it with the warm confection.

"Yeah well, with Harry returning Dumbledore wanted to keep me hidden." I said as I rolled my eyes. Aberforth shook his head as he took the two sickles and replaced them with the drink. I quickly wrapped my hands around the mug and shivered softly as it slowly started to warm my nearly frozen fingers.

"Well you know my brother, always thinking he's doing the right thing until he looks up one day and realizes the consequences." I sighed softly as I sipped my drink, knowing the direction his thoughts had taken him. Aberforth had told me about Ariana a long time ago and while my trust in Dumbledore did begin to wane slightly my trust that he could protect me did not.

I was nearly finished with my drink when a cold breeze blew through the pub signaling someone's entry. "Merlin's beard Alma! I've been looking for you everywhere!" I rolled my eyes; I could recognize that monotone voice anywhere. "It's nice to see you too Aelita."

I smiled at the small girl as she pulled out the stool next to me and attempted to climb on top of it, although with her height it took her longer than it should have. By the time she was sitting correctly I couldn't hold back my snicker, however the blow she delivered to the back of my head quickly silenced it.

Aelita Finnigan was a pureblood unlike her brother and was the same age as me –even though she could easily be mistaken for a first year-, she was one of the first few friends I made other than Nymphadora Tonks.

While Aelita had at least one quality from each house –the sorting hat took over an hour to figure out where to place her- she was eventually sorted in to Slytherin. Although she could be loyal like a Hufflepuff, smart like a Ravenclaw, and as courageous as a Gryffindor, she had the temper of a Slytherin and a mouth to match. "You're a git for leaving me alone all this time you know that right?"

"Oh don't be so dramatic and in my defense it wasn't my fault, my uncle and Dumbledore wanted to keep me hidden away for awhile so the commotion about Harry could die down." Aelita rolled her eyes and scoffed, "Yeah because that's worked out so well."

I raised my eyebrow but didn't say anything knowing she was dying to tell me what happened anyways, "Harry is already making a name for himself, you see, he's been made the Gryffindor seeker and he's got into quite a few brawls with a first year from my house. I don't remember the blokes name but I have seen him walking around, he'll be adorable when he's older." She said as she rested her chin in her hand and sighed softly.

I smiled when she said he was a Gryffindor knowing that his parents would be proud and even prouder if they knew that he was a seeker while still in his first year. However I had to do a double take when she explained to me how Harry's been constantly getting into fights, I knew James was a bit rowdy in his youth and I briefly began to wonder if Harry would turn out the same way.

"I've only been gone a month and a half, how could all of this happened?" I said as I sat down my now empty mug and sighed. Aelita jumped off her stool and pulled on my arm, "Well there's nothing we can do now so let's go, it's almost dinner time and Tonks is waiting for us."

I nodded as I jumped off the barstool and gathered my things while Aelita picked up Astra's cage and we made our way out of the Hog's Head waving to Aberforth as the door swung shut behind us. We talked about different things as we made our way down the path that lead to Hogwarts from Hogsmeade, like how Tonks swears how she'll never pass her N.E.W.T.s and become the Auror she always wanted, and how Oliver Wood is constantly bragging about how lucky they were to have Harry as their seeker, and the stunts the Weasley twins had come up with lately that made the castle a very lively place to live.

After awhile we finally arrived at the gates and Mr. Filch and Mrs. Norris met us there to take my luggage and to take Astra to the owlery and get her settled in. Amazingly I was one of the very few students that Filch didn't completely detest and he took my things with only a slight grumble. We made our way through the grounds and past the giant front doors and into the commotion that was the corridor in front of the great hall. Kids were still rushing past us to find seats next to the friends for dinner although some paused when they saw me and waved.

I took a deep breath before I stepped through the doors that lead into the great hall. "HEY EVERYONE! LOOK WHO'S BACK!" Aelita yelled over the dinner table conversations. Everyone's head swiveled in our direction and everything was quiet while it sank in to everyone's head who screamed so loud. Then all at once almost everyone at every table –except Slytherin- stood up and ran towards me. Even the ground and I got reacquainted, as Tonks was the first one to reach me and tackled me into a hug that made us both spiral to the ground. I was bombarded with many questions from various people until Dumbledore touched his wand to his throat so that his voice could boom across the hall. "Settle down."

Once everyone had quieted Dumbledore removed his wand and walked around the staff table to stand behind his golden owl podium. He gestured for me to come forward and I quickly separated myself from a group of Gryffindor girls and jogged through the mob of people that had grown around me until I was finally by Dumbledore's side.

I smiled warmly at him, "Grandpa Albus, it's good to see you." His blue eyes twinkled as he smiled down at me, "You to my darling girl, stay here after dinner I believe there is someone that you're very anxious to meet. Oh and now that a new year has started only call me grandpa when were alone." He said as he squeezed my shoulder and winked at me over his spectacles.

Dumbledore waited while everyone returned to their seats before he spoke again, "Now that our guest of honor is here, let the feast begin." He said as he waved his hands and mountains of food appeared on the tables. I waved to everyone at the staff table as I made my way down the few steps and towards my house table. I would of spotted Tonks even if she wasn't waving crazily at me, by her bright bubblegum pink hair. "So does it feel nice to be back in the presence of Hufflepuffs again?" She said after I sat down. I rolled my eyes, "It's nice to be in the presence of anyone other than my uncle's house elves."

I noticed that Dumbledore must of told the house elves in the kitchen to make all my favorites and as I began to fill my plate the assault of question came. Instead of telling everyone the truth I told everyone that my uncle had been teaching me really advanced spells and he didn't want me to leave until I mastered everything. I cringed slightly on the inside, I didn't normally lie – even though the first part wasn't a lie and he had been teaching me dangerous spells- especially to my friends; after all it wasn't even in a Hufflepuffs nature to lie, but I had a reputation to uphold. Because of my growing up in the castle I knew every nook and cranny. I knew the best places to hide if you're out after curfew, I know which passageway to take if you wanted to sneak into Hogsmeade, I could easily sneak into the restricted section in the library, and every year I'm able to figure out the password to get into each house. Because of my knowledge I'm sought out by many people, you could say my only true friends are Aelita and Tonks; everyone else wants something from me.

After dessert people began to leave, Aelita and Tonks asked if I wanted them to wait for me so we could walk around a little before curfew but I told them to go ahead and that Dumbledore wanted to speak with me. I waved to them as they left; I turned around and walked toward the staff table. All the teachers had left except for Dumbledore, McGonagall, and professor Snape and they were all surrounding three small students. As I came up behind them I cleared my throat softly to make my presence known, McGonagall was the first to turn around as she rushed over and hugged me. "Oh I've missed you Alma."

I smiled as I took in her scent of peppermint and wrapped my arms around her thin shoulders, "I've missed you as well aunt Minerva." Other than Hagrid and Dumbledore, McGonagall was the only other teacher here that truly felt like family. Ever since I was little I would always bring her, her evening tea and she would tell me stories as we drank tea and ate cookies together and sometimes after a really stressful day she would take her hair out of the tight bun it was usually in so that it tumbled down her back like a black and silver waterfall; I would sit and brush her hair for hours.

Minerva gently pushed me forward as Snape and Dumbledore stepped aside and revealed to me two boys and one girl. The girl had a horribly huge mane of bushy brown hair and I made a mental note to look in the library for a hair-taming spell. As I approached her first I could see her begin to hyperventilate. I stuck my hand out for a handshake, "Nice to meet you I'm—" It looked like her eyes were about to jump out of her skull when she interrupted me. "Your name is Alma Hagrid, you're the daughter of Raena and Solomon Hagrid you were born on April tenth making you an Aries, you're blood type is A positive, your family was there the night He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named came and—"

To say I was creeped out that this girl knew so much about me was an understatement, once she began to get into what happened that night I raised my hand to silence her. "You do not need to remind me, I was there." She lowered her head and stared down at her feet as she mumbled a quick apology. I moved on to the boy who was standing next to her that had a head full of bright red hair and a face of freckles to match. I smiled warmly at him, "That red hair, those freckles, and I'm sure you have an appetite that could match a giants; you must be Ron Weasley. How's your mum?"

His mouth dropped, "Blimey, I didn't know my mum knew you. That's brilliant!" I snickered at his enthusiasm, "Oh yes, ask her about me I bet you she'd have a story or two to tell." I said and winked at him. Finally I moved on to the last small boy, I could tell he was too skinny even with his wizarding robes on. My breath caught in my throat as I looked into his face and saw his eyes, I was instantly transported back 10 years as I saw a perfect copy of James Potter's face with Lily Potter's eyes.

My eyes began to water slightly as I gently brought a hand up and stroked his cheek. "It's so good to see you again Harry." As he looked into my eyes I saw him flinch slightly and I knew it was because of the color, I wouldn't be surprised if the color of my eyes haunted his nightmares. "It's nice to meet you Alma I've heard a lot about you but I need to hear it from you. What really happened that night?"

I smiled softly, "Exactly what everyone has said. The Dark Lord came to your house that night, my family and I were there because your parents were my godparents, and so I could go trick or treating. I was upstairs reading to you while our parents were discussing things that, at the time, I had no interest in when he came. Our fathers were downstairs and they both tried to stall him but it was no use. Our mothers were supposed to escape with us but they weren't fast enough and I saw both of them killed."

I stopped for a second when Harry flinched and I squeezed his shoulder. "Once they were out of his way he tried to kill us both but something happened, I'm not sure what. All I know is that the spell that killed our parents and changed the color of my eyes forever, gave you that scar." I said as I brushed his hair to the side and traced it softly.

Harry's small body was trembling, "So my parents really didn't die in a car crash? They really did want me?" A tear ran down my cheek as I gathered the small boy in my arms, "Of course they wanted you silly, they loved you with all of their hearts." Once his trembling stopped I pulled back to look at him at the same time he looked up at me. "You look so much like your father it makes me want to cry, except for your eyes they're your mothers."

He smiled at me, "That's what I keep hearing." I smiled and ran a hand through his unruly black hair, unfortunately Snape decided to ruin the moment, "While this is a very tear-jerking reunion, it is almost time for curfew and I need to make sure that all the Slytherins are in for the night."

"I suppose you're right Severus well off to bed you four." Dumbledore said before smiling at us as he turned on his heel and left with Minerva and Snape following close behind. Harry bid his friends farewell as they were gone next, leaving Harry and me alone in the Great Hall. "Will I see you around?"

I smiled at him before pulling him in for another hug, "Of course you will I'm assisting Professor Sprout with her Herbology class so you'll see me there, and I'm sure you'll see me around school as well."

He nodded and squeezed my waist softly and stepped away from me, he then waved as he made his way out of the Great Hall. Seeing him again, I was glad I still had a potion Snape had given me for nightmares because I was sure I'd have some that night.

Hello everyone here's chapter 2! Sorry it's been so long but between looking for collages, working, school, final exams coming and family drama I had a lot on my plate. Anywho make sure you review so I can feel good about myself byee!