Author's Note: MissSadieKane: The staring is due partly because, well, he just sorta saved the world. It's sort of the whole Chamber of Secrets/Order of Phoenix mixed with Half Blood Prince stares Harry was getting where some are scared of his power, and some marvel at him. I honestly hadn't thought of a defence teacher yet :P And of course the teachers will be supportive!

So, since wizards live longer then muggles I figure wizard babies become better developed in a shorter amount of time. I'm placing Teddy in the 8-10 months development category while he is a bit shy of 5 months. This is just because I can have more fun writing Teddy at those stages.

And, I KNOW. I haven't updated The Poison in forevers :( It's really hard writing in the POV of Hermione (who I'm writing with now), and it'll be damn near impossible (did you just read that in Oliver Wood's voice, cause I did) to write in Ron's POV D: I'm trying to put in Hermione's feelings towards the boys, as well as her parents into the chapter. I've also given her a religion to spice things up. So um.. If I'm lucky I could write her by the end of March :/

Chapter 4

Bed Time

Harry was granted his own, separate bedroom in the Gryffindor tower supplied with a bed, a desk, a window with a perfect view of Hagrid's Hut, a wardrobe, and a baby crib. It was a blessing and a curse all in one. Harry did not need to worry about Teddy disturbing any other Gryffindors, but he couldn't help but feel isolated from everyone else. He might as well take it in stride, though. No sense in sulking over something he'd have to live with for the remainder of his school year.

The night after the feast was anything but pleasant.

Harry and Teddy had shared a bath in which Teddy happily splashed around with his well animated rubber ducky (who would swim and quack). Harry slipped into his pajamas and then helped Teddy into his. Both were made with nice, warm fabric with the letter H on Harry's and T on Teddy's; obviously made by Mrs. Weasley. It was getting around 11 p.m when everything was finally settled in, Teddy in his crib with a red stuffed phoenix Bill Weasley had given him.

But everything was anything but settled in.

Teddy would have nothing to do with sleep right now. Everything was new and exciting to the kid. You would think the train ride, the levitations, sorting ceremony, and the food fight would tire the little sucker out, but it did the complete opposite.

At 11:12 Harry woke up from his light sleep to the noise of Teddy rattling the bars on his crib. The little boy already figured out how to stand on his own, which Harry didn't know if that was abnormal or not. Teddy was bouncing in anticipation, clearly wanting to get out. "Thank Merlin he hasn't learned to grow wings out of his back", Harry thought. And so, Harry got up, picked his godson up from out of his crib, and spent a good half hour rocking the child, trying to settle him down. Harry then placed the kid back in his crib after saying goodnight, and crawled back into his own bed, eager for some much needed sleep.

His sleep was short lived, however.

1:23 found Harry awake again, this time by the distinct sound of baby grunts. Harry muttered Lumosunder his breath and pointed his wand to the direction of the baby crib. Teddy was climbing over the crib, now half way over it. Harry watched in horror as his godson's tiny little head went over the bars, body following. In one swift movement Harry was down on the ground, Teddy on top of him. They were both lying on their backs. Harry let out a deep breath he hadn't realized he was holding in while Teddy let out a childish laugh. Harry could feel his kid's fluffy, thick tail pressing against his stomach.

"You're gonna be the end of me, Ted." Harry said. If the kid wasn't so damn cute, or if the kid wasn't his, Harry would be sure that he'd hate him right now. He put Teddy back into his crib and raised the bar a few more inches. "Best to go as high as it can, really." He muttered, raising the bar as high as it could go. He then tucked himself into his bed and sat up, watching his godson for awhile. His head would bob off and jerk up as he was fighting the urge to sleep. He was worried Teddy might pull another attempt of escaping, but finally nodded off.

This time Harry was awoken by the sound of crying. He did not need to open his eyes to know two things. One being that they were bloodshot and tired. Two being that it was Teddy who was crying. It was 2:47 a.m when Harry lazily walked over to the crib and picked a crying Teddy and his phoenix up. In all honesty, Harry felt like he could cry, too. Words could not express how tired he was. His eyes were half open as he and Teddy climbed into his bed, covering each other under the sheets.

Harry lit his wand and stood it vertically between the bed and sheets, creating a miniature tent for him and Teddy. Teddy clapped in amusement whilst lying on his back. Harry couldn't help but give a light chuckle, which came out more like a mumble considering how exhausted he was. Teddy was hugging his phoenix (which was roughly the same size as him) and twitching his orange tail about. The last thing Harry remembered that night was tousling Teddy's thick, dark yellowed hair.

The following morning, Ginny walked into Harry's room and saw an unforgettable sight. Harry and Teddy were asleep on the bed together, Harry's arm placed lightly on Teddy's side and Teddy hugging his phoenix with a thumb in his mouth. She quickly snapped a picture before ruining their peacful slumber.

I hope you can tell how tired Harry is .. O.O Um..I don't really feel like researching into extensive detail every location in Hogwats, so I'm just gonna say that almost everything has changed :P My theory is that after the battle, Hogwarts fixed/repaired herself and gave herself a somewhat new look. So just excuse any incorrect locations that'll be in this story (: