Disclaimer: I sadly do not own any of the characters; they belong to JKR so please let's not sue!

Alright so I'm sorry that I havn't updated in a bit, I was a bit caught up with school and the play. Ummm… so I am a new writer and so I forgot to tell you guys some things. First this is a slash (HP/DM). Secondly this is more than likely going to turn into an mpreg (male preggers!). If you do not agree with this then I'm sorry but you should go and find a different fic. I don't want to hear from anyone who is against this, you have a choice if you want to read and I don't want to hear about it if you don't, so kindly leave. To answer some questions, Livvie is 2 and Harry is 17. I know that a mosses basket is not fit for a child of this age, thanks for everyone who pointed this out, but Harry is totally in charge of the baby and has to use what is available. Therefore he used the basket that her parents would have gotten for her when she was an infant.

For all of those who are still with me, I know where I'm going with this its just going to take a bit. Thank you all for your support and now onto chapter 3.

It's Time to Grow Up Potter

Chapter Three

'Thoughts'

"words"

"Harry I don't think its safe here anymore" Remus said staring down at the large lump known as Marge. "We have to get you somewhere safe. You already have custody of Olivia so there really is no problem. Go pack your bags, and be quick about it. You're old enough to use magic so please do. I do not wish to be in this despicable place a moment longer."

"Remmy I can't just do that." Harry sighed and carefully rose to his feet wary of the upset toddler in his arms and the incessant pounding in his head. "What about Dud, I mean, yeah he has never been nice to me, but his parents just DIED Remus! I can't just up and leave"

"Your cousin will be fine; it's you I'm worried about. How does your head feel? Do you want me to grab Livvie so that you can get up better" Remus moved to help him, but Harry gave no indication that he wanted the help, so Remus backed up and continued, "Besides he has his Aunt to take care of him and the funeral preparations."

Harry gingerly sifted Olivia's weight as he pushed off the table. Looking around he noticed that the pasta had gone cold and dinner was wasted. 'What a waste of time that was, she was so busy bashing my head into the wood work she forgot to stuff her face, or allow any of us that honor at least'

"I'm fine" 'Yeah. Great. Feel just like a freight train ran me over!' Harry grumbled. After taking another glance around the kitchen that had been his prison for so many years Harry returned his attention to Remus and said, "If I agreed to come with you, where would we go?"

"I have an emergence port key. It will take us straight to Number 12." Remus answered automatically.

"Is that safe for Livvie?"

"Of course, I would not have suggested it if it had not been, Harry"

Harry sighed running a hand through his messy hair, before hastily pulling it away realizing that it was caked with blood. "What will we do about her?" Harry questioned throwing a degusted look at Marge.

"Well, I was planning on leaving her like that until you were at least ready to leave and then revive her before we depart"

"Alright. I guess I could really use the help right now and you're right, it really isn't safe here anymore. Will you hold Olivia while I run upstairs and shrink everything?"

"No problem, cub."

He cautiously made his way over to Lupin before attempting to place the now quieted child in his arms. At this Olivia started to scream once more not understanding why she would have to be separated from her daddy right now. She wanted him, it was her turn. The mean lady had hurt her daddy and she was not about to let him out of her sight any time soon. No sir. She wanted her daddy where he could hug her and she could see what he was doing. There was no way she was going to leave her daddy!

Remus held tightly to the fighting child as Harry pulled away, but Livvie just cried harder no matter what Remus said to the child. Harry did not have the heart to allow her to go on crying and therefore, decided that after the traumatic night they had, he would just take her with him. Besides, it would be no problem; he did it any other time. Right now she needed her daddy, and he could understand that.

About an hour later, they were all packed and ready to go. Harry had poked his head into the living room and told his cousin that dinner was on the table, but it would need to be heated up and that he and Livvie were leaving.

Gathered around an old cassette in the kitchen, Harry clutching a sleepy toddler and a shrunken trunk, heard Remus mutter a few words and a simultaneous screech from Marge as the familiar sensation of a port key seized him and transported him to another place.

Sorry it was so short. I will be updating again here soon!

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