Chapter Seven

A/N: Don't be surprised if I treat Jamie like he is the size of a toddler really. I have a friend whose little brother is ten and the size of a kindergartner. People at my school -high school!- are small. So age never has to go with size.

"You insolent welp!" bellowed a large beefy man.

A tiny boy of three whimpered and covered his head up. This was it. His uncle weas really mad this time. He was going to lock him in the cupboard forever. If only the policeman hadn't found him! The man slammed down the belt in his hand -

Harry James Potter sat up with an audible gasp. He hadn't had a dream of the Dursleys in years! Harry closed his eyes and groaned as he looked at the time a minute later. It was 3 A.M. With a sigh, he jumped out of bed and went to check on his children and Jamie. Opening the door to Lily's room, he saw his princess asleep and dreaming away happily. He smiled and walked in. For a minute or two he stood by her bed, stroking her hair before he went to Albus' room. The boy was asleep as well. Harry shrugged to himself. His children were always up to something so he was relieved to find them asleep. They did have to go back to their primary school tomorrow.

Harry peeked in to the room Jamie occupied. But this child wasn't asleep peacefully like his daughter and son. Jamie was thrashing about and whimpering as if in a nightmare. Harry frowned. With a concerned feeling, Harry walked up to Jamie and sat on the bed. He easily lifted Jamie up in to his arms and attempted to wake the boy.

"Jamie. Wake up child. It's just a nightmare." Harry soothed, giving the boy a slight shake. Jamie snapped his eyes open and whimpered. Harry rocked the boy, a parental instinct of his, and calmed Jamie until the boy wasn't breathing so harshly anymore.

"You alright, kiddo?" Harry asked, resting Jamie against his chest and rubbing the boy's back in small soothing circles.

"Mmm." Jamie murmured, his eyelids closing, "`was scared he found me and took me back to them."

Harry wondered who he and them were but he had no time to question it as Jamie's eyes closed and the sound of even breathing reached his ears. With a sigh, he settled Jamie back in to the bed and covered him up, tucking it arounds his small frame and giving the boy a small kiss to his forehead. The habit was something Harry had done to his three children when they were small and had a nightmare. Harry smiled as he looked at Jamie's sleeping form. If possible, he looked even tinier asleep than awake.

Harry stood up and left the room after a glance to make sure Jamie was going to remain sleeping sounding.

The Morning sun glared in to Jamie's closed eyes the next day. Jamie heard sounds of running and he sleepily sat up. His door was open and Lily, who had been running for her room to get something, noticed him awake.

"Morning Jamie!" she said in a hurry before leaving out of view. Jamie looked puzzled and slid down the bed, landing on the floor with a soft touch. He stretched and padded to the hall, still clad in his pajamas. Albus and Lily were running around to get dressed it seemed. Ginny spotted him as she came upstairs.

"Good morning dear." Ginny said as she picked up Jamie. She noticed him still in the pajamas and laughed softly before carrying him downstairs after she yelled for her kids to hurry up or they'd miss the bus.

Once Ginny set Jamie down in one of the chairs, Lily and Albus zoomed by, said goodbye to their parents and Jamie before they ran outside. Jamie looked puzzled.

"Albus and Lily attend a primary school nearby for ages 5 - 11. It's a wizarding one we found awhile back ago." Harry explained. Jamie nodded and obediantly ate a piece of the toast at Ginny's insistance. When he finished, Harry picked him up and carried Jamie to his office in the house. He settled Jamie on one of his seats before he dug in his cabinet for a certain object.

"This." begun the man, "is a rather clever item I have had since my 7th year when I went back to repeat the year that I missed along with everyone else."

In Harry's hand was a tiny figurine. It was a figure of a fae and the fae seemed to be holding something similar to a star. Harry placed it in Jamie's hand and the boy looked at it, studying it.

"What does it do?" asked the ever curious child in front of him.

"It will help us figure out what to do with the ankima. A friend of mine works in the Department of Mysteries and when we discovered what the ankima does, he figured out what this does. This little thing is called Destino dezvaluie. It's meant to figure out how long you have until the anikima starts back up again to take you to another time." Harry said, smiling. Jamie held it gingerly before Harry picked him back up and carried him to Jamie's room. He stood the boy up on his bed before fetching a pair of jeans, a blue hoodie, a white T-shirt, and some shoes and socks as well as boxers. He helped Jamie switch in to this before the two figured out that Jamie only had six months in this time line. Jamie thought back and figured he only spent about a month in the past, so he guessed the time varied. Harry wrapped it up and put it in the drawer next to the ankima. Harry set Jamie on the floor and the boy grabbed Harry's hand and dragged him to the living room. Harry was easily dragged in to a game of chess for the afternoon.

Suddenly, an hour later, the floo blared up and a head popped one of the teachers from Hogwarts. It was Neville Longbottom, a boy Jamie had seen once when his grandmother had to talk with Albus.

"Harry?" called Neville. Harry stood up, picking up Jamie in the process. It seemed to be a habit now but, Jamie didn't mind as much as he thought he would.

"What's up Nev?" Harry asked, coming in to view. Neville looked at the little boy in Harry's arms curiously before he sighed.

"James blew up the potions lab. Poor Professor Lace had a heart attack when he came back to find his classroom destroyed. Minerva asks that you come up to the school for awhile and talk to your eldest. Who is this by the way?" Neville said.

"Not again. This is Jamie Evan, a little visitor for awhile. He's six right now." Harry explained. Neville nodded and stepped back as Harry flooed his wife who was at work to inform her he needed her to pick up the kids later and where he was going. Soon Harry held on to Jamie tightly as he flooed to Hogwarts, landing roughly at the school's headmistress office.

"Dad!" exclaimed a shocked 11-year-old. Harry turned his head to spy his eldest son, James Sirius Potter. The boy looked at his father and noticed the small boy in his dad's arms. The child was unbelievably cute, though James would never say that kind of thing if someone were to ask. The boy had brown hair that was long enough to be tied back and blue eyes. James opened his mouth to say something but was immediately interupted.

"Ah Mr. Potter and who is this if I may ask." said Minerva McGonagal.

"This is Jamie Evan, he is staying with me for six months or so." Harry said. James cocked his head to the side. So his name was Jamie? It was his nickname and not many used it unless teasing him. Teddy Lupin was the one who teased him the most. Teddy was a 7th year right now if he remembered correctly.

Jamie gave a shy hi before hiding his face in to Harry's shoulder. Harry shifted his position to where Jamie was now seated on his hip.

"So what is this about my eldest blowing up the potion's lab?" sighed Harry. James murmured something that sounded suspiciously like 'he had it coming' before James found himself the victim of a whack to his head. Harry had somehow managed to appear right behind the eleven-year-old and settled Jamie in a chair next to James, standing behind the two. Jamie slid down from the chair, not wanting to sit, and walked over to the books that caught his eye. He remembered that grandpa always kept a good stash of books that he read over there. Jamie was interested to know what Minvera replaced. Just as suspected, nothing was different and Jamie curiously pulled out one of the books he hadn't gotten to read before because Albus always caught him with the book and took it from him saying he was too young to read that kind of book. It was entitled; Animangus and Metamorphangus. Jamie went back over to Harry who picked him up and sat down, Jamie on his lap. Jamie opened the book and amused himself with reading while Harry lectured his son and the adults all talked either about the troublemaking first year or remembering Harry's own Hogwarts years which Jamie listened to vaguely while he read.

James was a bit curious to know about the little boy that would be staying at his house. Seven months meant he'd get to see Jamie at least a bit. The holidays were next week and he couldn't wait to get to his home. He missed his sibblings and mom like mad. His dad he saw here almost regularly considering his father was the captain of the aurors and tended to check in with Hogwarts and his friends from his school days.

After much consideration and planning and the like, the week was spent with embarrassing the small boy and growing closer to him. Jamie rolled over one morning, the day after James Potter got back from Hogwarts, and rubbed at his eyes sleepily. He peeked at the clock and was surprised to note it was almost noon and he hadn't been woken up. It was a school day for Lily and Albus and James was supposed to be here... Jamie sat up in his bed and looked around the room. With a curious thought, Jamie crawled to the edge of the bed and positioned himself to slide down the edge. When his feet touched the floor, he heard yelping and couldn't help but run to his door and, with some frustration to reach it, opened the door and looked in the hall. There, right across from him, was James Potter who was red faced in front of a boy with silly pink hair. Jamie attempted to stiffle his giggles but they burst from him and the two boys who had been fighting, looked over in surprise. James had a sudden rememberance expression before he looked at Jamie who stopped giggling and blushed, his cheeks flaming bright red at their attention drawn to him. Luckily it seemed the obviously older boy knew what to do, for the pink-haired boy got on one knee in front of Jamie with a smile.

"Hey kiddo, I'm Teddy. What's your name?" Teddy said.

"Jamie," was the small answer. Jamie cocked his head from side to side in a subconsciously adorable manner. Teddy chuckled.

"Well Jamie, I take it you are staying here for awhile?" Teddy inquired, his eyes looking at the room behind Jamie. Jamie nodded, his embarrassment and shyness fading away.

"JAMES POTTER! GET YOUR SELF DOWN HERE RIGHT NOW OR ELSE," bellowed Ginny's voice. Jamie jumped and almost hit his head against the door had it not been for Teddy's quick catching. Teddy lifted Jamie up in to his arms so the boy wouldn't get hurt. Teddy studied the blue orbs of Jamie Evan who stared back at the metamorphangus. Teddy was mesmorized by the small child who was so... so... adorable and... innocent. Teddy smiled at the little boy who smiled back.

"I see you've met my little guest," came his godfather's voice, Harry. Teddy looked up, startled, before he gave a sheepish grin to his godfather. Jamie looked confused slightly at the interaction. He allowed Teddy to give him to Harry who settled Jamie on his hip like an almost habit. Jamie looped his arms around Harry's neck and nestled his head on Harry's shoulder. Harry, in turn, bounced Jamie slightly.

"So this is the kid that Lily and Albus kept talking about in their mail to me?" Teddy asked curiously. Harry chuckled and nodded. The two walked down to the kitchen, Jamie saddled with Harry. They saw the amusing sight of Lily and Albus entering the room, packed with their backpack still as they watched their mum yell at James for something stupid.. again.

"James Sirius Potter, I can not BELIEVE you actually put chocolate IN A FUNNEL and set a firework in it. That has got to be the stupidest thing I've ever heard of." lectured Ginny. James hung his head and eventually Ginny stopped and then said hello to her other two children and gave Harry a passionate kiss on the lips, who returned it. Teddy ignored the kissing and sneaked Jamie from Harry's arms who stiffled a giggle. Jamie grasped the front of Teddy's shirt as he was held in an almost laying position in Teddy's arms. The three Potter kids, a Lupin, and a time travelling boy all snuck outside where they gathered five brooms. Teddy smiled and let Jamie down who took a broom curiously. The older children seemed to forget about putting children restrictions on Jamie's broom and they all went in to the air. Jamie swung his small legs around the broom and kicked off with all his might, remembering a few lessons from Madam Hooch at Hogwarts when he lived there. He stumbled only slightly but rushed up to them pretty fast. The kids all spent an hour racing around the sky when suddenly Jamie felt someone behind him before he was snatched from the air and the broom taken with one hand. It was Harry who looked very upset. Harry handed the broom to an ashamed Teddy before flying to the ground, holding on to Jamie. When he reached the ground he put Jamie down and then scolded him.

"What did you think you were doing going up in the sky with out restrictions on the broom?" Harry asked. Jamie looked at his feet.

"I forgot." Jamie sniffed. About three days ago Jamie had gone flying to see if he could fly and when he had gotten as high as the roof he had fallen and if not for Harry catching him, he might have gotten seriously hurt.

"Teddy, I thought you knew to put restrictions on a broom, or at least tell me you were taken a child flying." Harry sighed, taking Jamie's hand and pulling him along inside. Jamie had gotten a few cuts while flying and he was going to fix that. Jamie bit his lower trembling lip, feeling ashamed of himself. 'He wont want you around anymore,' a little voice inside his head scolded. Jamie felt a little pale from those words before he felt himself argue back. 'No he wont. Grandpa said people dont do that even though they're mad.'

'But Harry might be different. He is me after all.' Jamie thought to himself, feeling a small sob coming along him. By the time Harry had reached the house with Jamie, the small boy had tear streaking down his cheeks. Harry opened the door and reached down to pick up Jamie when he noticed his face.

"Jamie? What's wrong?" Harry asked, concerned. He picked up the little boy and carried him to Jamie's room. He sat Jamie on the bed and conjured up a wash cloth. He dug in the nightstand and found a package of muggle bandaids and cut cleaning supplies. Setting them on the bed, he dabbed the wet cloth to Jamie's eyes who flinched back slightly at the cold touch. Harry continued dabbing until Jamie's eyes were less puffy.

"You hate me. I was been." whispered Jamie with such emotion that it made Harry wince. The adult in question looked shocked before he pulled the "6-year-old" (Really 8-years-old) in to a hug.

"I don't hate you Jamie. I was just upset that you did something that could have hurt you badly." Harry replied soothingly. Jamie looked up with his wide eyes and could tell his future self was telling the truth. He nodded and rubbed at his eyes with his fists as Harry cleaned up the cuts on his legs and then changed Jamie in to a emerald green T-shirt and jeans. Harry was lucky Hermione had gotten Jamie's size and purchased children's clothing for him. Harry stood Jamie up on the bed and fixed the button to his jeans before he settled Jamie on his hip and carried him to his office.

Months passed with each day becoming crazier and funner than the next. Jamie had begun to grow steadily and felt how it was like to be a younger brother. Lily and Rose adored him too much, to a point that they overcoddled him. Hugo, James, and Albus took him places in Potter Manor and the four of them had fun. When Teddy came over, the teen and now graduate had fun with hanging around Jamie. Harry grew closer to the boy and it was with a sad effort, that it was alas time to go. Jamie clutched the Destino dezvaluie in his pocket, wearing his blue jeans with a black slim belt, a loose brown T-shirt with a black hoodie on and a baseball cap. All in all, he looked like a normal little boy in the 21st century. Jamie bit his trembling lip, not wanting to leave behind them. Harry hugged him tightly after a large round of hugs from everyone.

"Don't worry Jamie. Everything will be alright." Harry soothed. Jamie nodded before taking a breath right as a white glow emitted from him and the ankima which was turning. Jamie saw it whirl as fast as he could count and he squeezed his eyes tight right as he was sucked away.

Meanwhile the future Harry was staring at the empty spot of Jamie before his world went black.

Author's Note; I am evil. VERY evil for what I am about to say. You won't be finding out why future Harry went unconscious for a very long time. I hope you enjoyed this chapter. The next ones are going to be... interesting. Harry will be referred to as Jamie Evan until further notice from now on. Also, Jamie is nine years old now. There will be flashbacks and one shots. No worries.