Chapter eight

Over the next five years, Harry travelled all over the world. He met lots of people and had a great time. Some were witches and wizards who had heard about Voldemort and how Harry killed him, so they all wanted pictures with Harry. One thing Harry did when he first got to Australia was buy himself a camera, so he could also take photos, when people wanted photos with him, he always had someone take a picture with his camera. Even though he was a wizard, he did like muggle stuff and got himself a digital camera along with a lap top computer. He stored his photos on the computer and thought it was better than always having to develop the films and carrying around hundreds of photos.

Harry moved around so much that no mail from home ever found him, he wasn't sure if it was because they found out he had sex with Ginny which made them angry or if it was just for the fact that the mail just never seemed to find him. When Harry wanted some time to himself without being recognised, he would use a different name and sometimes charm his hair to a different colour. Harry did send a lot of letters to England and his friends, to let them know where he was and what he was up to. He never mentioned when he would be home, just that he would return one day. All during his time away, apart from making a lot of new friends, Harry did have a lot of sexual relationships going with lots of different woman and men, that surprised him at first, sleeping with a man, but he found he enjoyed the men just as much as the woman. The witches and wizards he slept with would literally do anything and they all said the same thing, giving pleasure to the saviour was a way of thanking him for ending the war with Voldemort because they knew that he would have taken over other countries after England. Harry never stopped the men or women because he was enjoying himself for the first time in his life.

When Harry Potter had been gone for six years, he finally headed back to England. But he decided to buy himself a house before he let his friends know he was back. He always knew he wanted to live in Godric's Hollow, so he headed straight there, got a hotel room then started looking around at all the houses for sale. It took him a few days, but he found a beautiful two story house, it was large and set on ten acres of land, Harry thought it was perfect. So he bought his first home, then started to furnish it. When he had everything he wanted and needed for his home, he bought one last thing, then he thought it was time to go see his friends and find out what they have been up to over the last few years.

Harry apparated to the Burrow, stared at the large crooked house and grinned. Even though he loved being away and seeing the world, he couldn't deny how happy this house made him feel. He stepped up to the door and gave a loud knock in case no one was in the kitchen or living room.

Ron walked to the door and stared at Harry, 'Blimey, you're home.'

'Yeah, got back a couple of weeks ago, but can I come in or what?'

'Um, yeah, sure Harry,' Ron was shocked he hugged his friend, 'It's good to see you, but what's with the long hair and earring?'

'Oh, I just wanted a change. So tell me are you and Hermione still together because I never got any letters from you?'

'We sent them Harry, the owls could never find you.'

'I moved around a lot and sometimes I used a different name just to get some time to myself, but you'd think some of those letters would have found me. Anyway, so Hermione, yes or no mate, come on?'

'Yes, we're married Harry. We wanted you to come home for the wedding.'

'Oh blimey, married, damn, I'm sorry I missed those letters. So where is she anyway, I want to see her?'

'She went shopping with mum, she'll be back soon. Harry, there's something you need to know though, about Ginny.'

'Ginny, oh, did she get sick of waiting, I don't blame her if she did. But I just wasn't ready to come back.'

'No, she's still single.'

'Mummy, now,' a little girl yelled as she pulled on Ginny's hand and they stepped into the kitchen.

'Harry,' Ginny said softly as she stared over at him.

'Hi, so this is the news Ron was going on about, you've got a kid. I didn't think you'd be the type to have kids without getting married Ginny?'

'I'm not, but the father wasn't around when I found out I was pregnant.'

'Mummy, who's that?' the little girl said as she moved towards Harry with a big smile on her face.

'Good question,' Ginny said quietly but never took her eyes off Harry and thought she better just get it over with, 'Lily, meet your daddy.'

'What?!' Harry said as he stared down at the little girl then back up at Ginny, 'Are you saying she's mine?'

'Yes, I found out three weeks after you left. We did try to find you Harry, sent letters everywhere, we even had the different ministries trying to find you to let you know.'

'Can I say hello to daddy mummy?'

'If you want darling,' Ginny kept hold of her daughters hand and stepped over to Harry, 'Say hello to your daughter Harry, I named her after your mother.'

Harry stood rooted to the spot then slowly knelt down and stared into eyes exactly like his and hair like his mother's, a dark red, not a Weasley red.

'Hi, do you know that you're very pretty.'

'Everyone said I look like my daddy, like you,' Lily reached out and touched Harry's hair, 'You have black hair.'

'Yeah, black hair, but you have dark red hair, like my mother's. Do you think I could have a hug?'

Lily giggled then hugged Harry, but he lifted her up as he held onto his daughter and felt himself choke up.

'Mummy, daddy's crying, why's he crying, am I hugging him too tight?'

'No darling, he's just happy to see you.' Ginny and Ron stood together watching Harry as he hugged his daughter but they were also stunned that Lily had taken to Harry straight away, 'Why couldn't we find you, we sent so many letters?'

Harry sniffed then sat down with his daughter on his lap, 'I don't know,' Harry ran his hand down his daughters long hair, 'Some should have found me, I would have come straight home if I knew. So your name is Lily, did mummy tell you where that name came from?'

'Yes, from your mummy, where is she?'

'She died, a long time ago. Oh blimey, I can't believe this, I have a daughter, a beautiful flower,' Harry smiled at his daughter and she smiled at her daddy. Molly and Hermione stepped inside the kitchen and stopped at the sight before them, father and daughter, staring at each other with identical looks on their faces, looks of happiness, of contentment.