A few weeks later, during the summer holidays, Fred had finally recovered and Harry had finally finished all the business he had to attend to within the wizarding world. He finished the letter he was writing to hi aunt and uncle. He wanted to tell them about the war, and that he was safe, for a reason he was unaware of at that moment. He would write to Dudley later – his cousin had written him tons of letters throughout the year and Harry had come to understand that, on some level, Dudley did love him.
Getting up from the desk in the corner of his room he stretched and went to his door. He had finally accepted the Weasleys' offer to move in with them and had happily helped with magically extending the house to accommodate himself, the twins and sometimes Hermione. For some reason, Mrs Weasley had insisted on another room, next to Harry's, with an adjoining door, and Harry was beginning to see why.
His thoughts drifted back to three weeks previously, when Harry, accompanied by the Weasleys and Hermione had attended the double funeral of Tonks and Lupin. It had been a beautiful event, exactly as Harry knew they would have wanted it. They had white coffins and were buried together, side-by-side, forever. When it was over, Harry was comforting Ginny, who was only now letting herself cry, when a fairly old woman came forward carrying a young boy with mouse brown hair and a solemn look upon is face. He was, at most, 3 months old. Harry recognised this woman from the flight from his aunt's house, the flight when Mad Eye was killed.
"Mrs Tonks," he greeted her. "I am so sorry for your losses."
"It's fine," the greying woman assured him, "but I wish to talk with you. I know, for Remus told me, that you are Teddy's godfather, and I suppose that would make this delightful young lady his godmother." Andromeda Tonks gestured to Ginny. Harry nodded and noted that she was looking a lot more frail than when he had seen her at the beginning of the year, and also quite ill.
"Yes, this is my girlfriend, Ginny. Listen, Mrs Tonks, I would love to visit Teddy and perhaps one day I could have custody of him." Harry said tentatively. This woman had just lost her husband and her daughter. He didn't want to take her grandson just yet. However, to his surprise, she laughed.
"My dear boy, you already have custody f him. Legally, that is. You were Remus' dearest friend, and my Dora thought so dearly of you too. They checked with me but made you Teddy's legal guardian if anything happened to them," the old woman paused sadly, reflecting. "I am getting old, and I think it would be an idea if you took teddy soon so that I may die peacefully. Here, hold him." She handed the baby over. At once his hair turned a vibrant turquoise and he grinned up at Harry. They all laughed.
"Looks like he knows who you are, Harry." Ginny smiled. Little teddy held up arms towards her and turned his hair pink when she accepted the child into her arms.
"You three will be fine together," Mrs Tonks smiled serenely, turning and walking away.