Two days into his break, Harry arrived at Andromeda's. He had sent her an owl the day before, and with her reply of consent, was allowed to meet his godson. Knocking on the old wooden door, Harry tried in vain to tame his hair.

The door quietly opened, and Andromeda welcomed Harry into her home, gesturing for him to keep quiet. "He's still asleep, it shouldn't be too long now before he wakes up," she whispered, bringing him to her kitchen. "So are you going to tell me where you've been?"

Taking a seat at the table, Harry looked at the older woman, who had been forced to raiser her grandson on her own. Threads of guilt ran through him, and he nodded. With a deep breath, he began his tale, giving her more truth than even what he told is friends. "I truly am sorry that I wasn't here, but I am now, and I really do want to have a some role in his life."

Andromeda had been silent through out the entire story. She had only been some what shocked to hear that he had traveled back a thousand years in time, but hearing that he had spent time with the Founders, pulled at her heart strings. When he confided that some of what he was sharing, was only for her ears, she found herself really surprised.

"I understand why you would tell me your plans, and I appreciate it," Andromeda began, "but will any of this affect how your relationship with my Teddy goes? Won't people want to hurt you?"

Harry smiled. He would be able to have a relationship with his godson! He couldn't wait to meet the young lad. "It shouldn't, and people probably do want to hurt me, but I'll put up the some more wards, wards that will alert me to anything that goes on here. If someone were to try to get in, I'd know about it."

"I don't want Teddy in the Daily Prophet," Andromeda said, nodding her acceptance to the extra wards. "I want him to grow up like a normal boy, do you understand?"

"Of course," Harry agreed. "Part of my plans means putting myself out in public eye, but I've learned a few tricks, if I ever have Teddy with me, it won't be as Harry Potter."

"You'll change your appearance?" she questioned, eyeing him critically. "You can hide your scar?"

"Salazar knew his charms," Harry commented, smiling. "If I don't want someone to know who I am, I can easily change my looks."

A cry from one of the rooms interrupted their conversation, and Andromeda excused herself to go and get the little toddler. The second she returned, Harry felt as if he had been punched in the chest. As soon as he had seen Harry, his hair changed from the brown color he had been adorning, to a jet black color that rivaled Harry's.

"Teddy, this is Harry, he's your godfather," Andromeda said, taking her seat with Teddy still in her lap. "Say hi."

Teddy looked at Harry, with his head cocked to the side, and grinned. "Hi!" he exclaimed, waving frantically at this new person. "Godfaudder?"

Harry smiled and laughed. Tears glistened in his eyes and he nodded. "Yeah Teddy, I'm your godfather," Harry said. "Can I hold him?"

"Of course," Andromeda said, leaning forward and handing the small boy over. "Now what would you like for lunch Teddy? Harry?"

"Biscuits!" Teddy cried, bouncing himself up and down on Harry's lap, making him laugh again. "Biscuits!"

"Biscuits are not for lunch, so sandwiches it is," Andromeda decided, before puttering about through the kitchen.

Turning to his godson, Harry smiled watching the young boy turn his hair from the jet black to the brown. "So Teddy," Harry started. "What's your favorite thing to do?"

Looking at his godfather, Teddy threw his little fists into the air. "Boomsticks!"

"Broomsticks?" Harry questioned, looking quickly over to Andromeda.

"Toy models, he likes to wave them through the air," she explained, setting down a plate in front of Harry. "Teddy, eat your sandwich. I'll be right back with yours Harry." Nodding Harry was left watching as the young boy in his lap gobbled up the triangle bites faster than he had ever even seen Ron eat.

It was an hour later that Harry was sitting on the floor in the living room, playing broomsticks with Teddy, that an owl arrived. It immediately flew towards him and dropped the letter it had been carrying.

Teddy giggled and started pointing excitedly at the disappearing bird, while Harry opened the letter that had been sent from none other than the Ministry itself.

Mr. Potter,

Your attendance is needed for a special meeting with the Minister at 5pm. Failure to attend, will be met with force.

Signed, Trudy Prescott

Looking at his watch, Harry noted that it was quarter until the demanded time, and felt an old anger burn in him. Excusing himself Harry went into the kitchen and found

Andromeda staring out the window. "Mrs. Tonks?" Harry almost whispered, as he struggled to contain his temper. "I have to leave. The Ministry has summoned me."

"Oh, well you don't want to be late," she said, ushering him towards the fireplace. "Just take the floo. Teddy, come say goodbye to Harry!"

Two tiny feet ran towards the front door, before running even faster to the fireplace. "Don't go!" he cried, "You fun! Play wif me more!"

Lifting Teddy up in his arms, Harry gave him a tight hug. "I'm sorry Ted, but I have to go. I'll be back soon though, I promise," he spoke, his voice tight with emotion. "Be good for Andromeda, okay?"

"Okay Haiy," Teddy said, returning the hug as tightly as he could.

Harry used all his effort to let go of his godson and hand him to Andromeda. Even though he had just met him, he was only just even more determined to give him the childhood he didn't have.

When he arrived at the Ministry, the atrium already had a squad of aurors rushing to get through the crowd of people, and to the fireplaces. He only assumed that they didn't think he was going to show up. So when they spotted him, stopping in their tracks, they caught the full ferocity of his glare.

The entire atrium had gone silent. He didn't bother to stop and talk to anyone, he just silently made his way to the lifts, as the crowds parted for him. He could feel the auror squad following him though, and sharply turned around. If they wanted a scene, his training be damned, he'd give them a scene. "There is no need to follow me. I'm here taking time out of my day to answer this demand," he threw the piece of crumpled paper at their feet, "which is more than anyone here deserves. I don't care who the Minister is, who this Trudy Prescott is, or who any of you are. Go do your job and catch the last of those Death Eater's that are hiding. And don't follow me," he glared once more before turning around again and walking faster towards his goal.

He didn't even have to wait for a lift, one was already there, and the attendant standing in it was all too eager to press the correct button.

Harry remained silent, ignoring the stares, as the lift made it's way directly to the Minister's office. Finally they stopped, the doors opened, and he stepped out and came face to face with a woman who looked like she had been pulling her hair out, and was on the verge of crying.

"Are you Trudy Prescott?" he asked, his voice strained.

Her eyes focused on him and went wide, and after a few seconds, she shyly nodded.

"Because of your letter, I had to leave what I considered a far more important meeting," Harry said, looking at her straight in the eyes. She looked as if she wanted to shrink away. "Tell me, does the Minister know you demanded I come? Because I know the Minister, and I know that he's vaguely aware of my plans."

Trudy pursed her lips, her eyes still wide, but before she could speak, the only door in the office space opened, and Kinglsey Shacklebolt stepped out. "Harry Potter," he spoke, a smile on his face. "I thought Arthur told me you were still getting settled."

Harry didn't smile back at the old auror. "Trudy here sent me a note, I don't have it now, I'm sure one of your aurors picked it up after I threw it at them, but I was under the impression that you knew," he replied. If it were possible, Trudy looked even more afraid than before.

"I didn't," Kingsley said, eyeing Trudy. "Why don't we go speak in my office."

Harry nodded, but before he followed Kingsley, he whipped out his wand and with a few short waves, Trudy Prescott's appearance drastically changed, and a set of magic resistant handcuffs closed around her wrists.

Kingsley looked affronted. He quickly went in his office and did something, as Harry stared at one of his most hated antagonists. "I assume that Kingsley is calling in those aurors you wanted to come after me. Perhaps when they get you to Azkaban, they'll put you in a cell that's frequently visited by dementors. Hmm, maybe I'll ask them if it's possible," Harry said, a strange glint in his eyes. He barely contained his laughter at how pale the woman looked.

"You'll get what's coming to you Potter, just you wait," Umbridge finally said, the usual fire returning to her eyes. "If I had known that HE was working late, I'd have sent the note another day," she glared.

"You know, I'd still have been ready for you. After all, you can't mask your magical essence. The letter you sent me, was covered in yours," Harry said, and nodded to the two aurors that got out of the lift. "Tell the dementors I say hello," Harry called after them, unaware Kingsley had returned.

"You can read magical essences Harry?" he asked, quite shocked at the revelation.

"I can do many things now, Kingsley, that is just one of them," Harry replied. Gesturing to the open doors of the office, he raised his eyebrows. "I believe you would like to ask me some more questions?"

"Yes, I would," Kingsley agreed, and this time he waited for Harry to enter the office.

At the end of their meeting, Kingsley hadn't found out anything new. Harry was still being tight lipped about where he had been, only giving his deepest assurances that he wasn't going to become the next Dark Lord. When the young man walked out, Kingsley realized he only had more questions than he did answers. He couldn't wait for the start of next week, when Harry promised that certain things would come to light.

A/N: So I've decided that there will be at least two more chapters. I know I keep saying that, but the end is truly in sight.

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