Chapter Ten: Changes

"We will now come to order for the sentencing of Cody Starnes. The defendant has been found guilty of assault, numerous counts of harassment, child endangerment, and attempted murder. What sentence does the jury suggest?"

Harry held his breath and squeezed Summer's hand back. After he had tried to kill Summer, and Harry had been told the whole story, they had pressed charges. He was finally getting his sentence after witness's failed to show up, attorney's on both sides screwing up, and other things. Six months after his attack in January he was finally being sentenced. It would be over soon to Harry's and Summer's relief. All the stress wasn't good for Summer and the baby.

Tom and Jenny were staying with Josh and Cassandra like they had for all the other court dates. They had questioned her pregnancy so soon after having Jenny, but they had explained that Jenny was Summer's sister child. She and her husband had died in a plane crash and now they were taking care of Jenny.

"We sentence the defendant to ten years in prison with chance of parole, but his parental rights will be stripped from him."

"Thank you. This case is closed."

Harry released the breath he had been holding and smiled at Summer. She grinned back, both relieved they could continue with their lives without harassing phone calls and letters.

"Let's go get the kids." She rubbed her increasing growing belly where the baby was growing steadily. It had kicked a few days ago startling both from sleep.

Tom was thrilled when they told him the news. "He won't call anymore?"

Tom had been the unfortunate one to answer a lot of Cody's calls and had been on the receiving end of his drunken mumbling, or yellings.

Harry nodded and picked the child up, holding him tight. As they days had worn on Tom had warmed up to him as his adult memories, and those of the orphanage faded. He now had no memories of the orphanage and very few of his adult. Phillip hadn't mentioned anything about memory lose when he had administered the potion, but Harry thought it had told them a lie and had used the potion to put Voldemort out of his way. What could a small child do to the now most feared wizard in history? His own brother nonetheless. Harry didn't mind though and knew Tom didn't either.

Harry had still viewed him as Voldemort at first, but now saw him as a five year old child. Voldemort was the red eyed, evil, grown up not the child snuggled contently in his arms.

After only two month Tom had begun calling them Mom and Dad and meaning it. He now viewed both of them as his parents and never wanted to leave them, but Harry was afraid that day was soon fast approaching.

Phillip had sent them a letter saying to be pork key back to headquarters in a week. They didn't know why they were going to back, but doubted it would be good.

Cassandra and Josh had been sad at the new and they had promised to write, but neither keeping on that promise.

Hermione frowned at the articles spread out in front of her. She reread all of the poems and looked at the name the writer had used. Each was different, though similar, and you could tell by the style that it was the same person. She jumped as Kayla came up behind her. Kayla was spending a few days with her before going back home.

"Kayla, you scared me, What's up?" She began to put the articles away.

"Are you still obsessing over those poems? Why do they mean so much to you?" Kayla flopped down on Hermione's bed and looked up at her canopy.

"I don't know. It feels like they're trying to tell me something, yes I know it sounds stupid, but that's what it feels like. Maybe it's the writer who's trying to tell me something." Hermione put them away and changed the subject. "Want to get on the internet?"

Harry shrunk the last box of stuff and sighed. Phillip had arranged for a moving truck to come and get their "stuff" so no one would suspect anything.

"Daddy?"

Harry turned at the small voice knowing that it was Tom. He patted the spot beside him on the bed. Tom curled against his side and sighed. "I don't to go back. I want to stay with you, and stay little." Harry rubbed his back soothingly and kissed the top of his head.

"I know, but we don't have a choice."

Harry shifted Tom's weight while he waited for Phillip to speak. "I see you all have bonded over the past seven months." They remained silent. "You know I don't like beating around the bush so I'm going to get straight to it. You will keep the same appearances and names, continue to pretend to be a family, but you will moved back here," he turned his gaze to Summer, "and you will apply for the job of Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher at Hogwarts. You have an interview tomorrow, but you pretty much already have the job since Harry is enrolled as your nephew already. You will take Tom and Jenny with you and appear to be a single mother taking care of her kids, and nephew whose parents died in a house fire. You will leave tomorrow."

Summer looked anxiously at Dumbledore while he looked over the résumé that Phillip had given her. He set the manila folder down and smiled. She nervously smiled back. "When are you due?"

"In October so I could be back on the job before Christmas break probably." She bounced the giggling Jenny perched on her knee. Albus smiled sweetly at the baby and cooed at her.

"Normally, I wouldn't hire you since you would have to take off work so soon, but since I have got no other offers, and most likely won't, you're hired. I'll figure something out for Tom and Jenny. Don't worry. Now, is your nephew with you?"

"Yes, he's waiting outside." Albus got up and opened the door. Harry walked into the room trying his best to hide the dread his was feeling. Tom was in his arms. Harry forced himself to focus on the present not the past. He sat down in the chair beside Summer and settled Tom on his lap.

"Alex, I am very pleased that you will be attending school here, and that your aunt will be teaching here. Everything has been taking care of except for him things." Harry's stomach knotted painfully. "We just need to sort you into your house." Harry nodded to show that he heard. Albus retrieved the hat from the top shelf and plucked it down on Harry's head.

Harry head nothing for a minute and then,

I knew you couldn't be dead. Phillip isn't good enough to get the best of you. So, what happened? Let me guess, you joined him to save all the ones you love?

Yes.

Well, then and now you're back? Oh yes, I see why, and my goodness, you did that? Ah, I see now. Okay, what house to put you in…? I still say you would do well in Slytherin.

No, anything but Slytherin.

You could go back to Gryffindor, or maybe Hufflepuff. They're very loyal, and that what you are. Hmm…

Harry tensed waiting for the hat to answer. He wanted to go back to Gryffindor, and he didn't. It would be good to see everyone again, but he didn't know if he could hold out.

I've got it… GRYFFINDOR!

The hat was lifted off his head and Albus smiled at him. "That's a very good house. It shows you have a lot of bravery." Harry nodded numbly not sure what to think.

"If you'll come with me I'll show you your quarters and we'll talk about where Tom and Jenny will spend their days."

Author's Note: Thank you for all the reviews! I only need four more to 50! Yes, yes, Harry's in Gryffindor and he's staying there. I like to torture my characters. It's fun. This was what I had originally planned for the story so I'm happy about it now.

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