Author's Note:

I'm thinking that this story is starting to come close to its ending. I'll probably post about nine to ten more chapters to cover Harry's school years and maybe him starting his own family. Anyway, it's time to see how this fiasco ends.

Chapter Eleven: Recoveries and Truths

James' P.O.V.

I sat next to Harry's bed, watching both my sons in their sleep. Zack was curled next to Harry and, somehow, Harry had managed to throw an arm around him. It would have been a very peaceful sight if we weren't in the Infirmary and Harry wasn't recovering from a fainting fit. Madame Pomfrey had said that Harry was in a coma when I brought him in three days ago and it wasn't till a few hours ago that she said that Harry was just asleep. I smiled at the two, noticing Zack had Harry's shirt in a death grip. He trusted and loved Harry more than life.

Harry groaned and Zack woke up. "Big brofer?" he asked, "Wake up big brofer!" I held Harry's hand, hoping to comfort him. "No!" he suddenly screamed, causing Zack to almost fall of the bed, "Don't hurt them! Their all I've got left! Don't hurt Daddy!"

It was heart wrenching to hear my son scream like that. Zack crawled into my lap, terrified that something bad was happening to his brother. Harry started clutching my hand like it was a lifeline. I heard someone burst into the room, but I didn't look to see who it was. I needed to stay with Harry and make sure everything was alright. I wanted to put it off as a nightmare, but this was more violent than any nightmare that had ever witnessed. "Potter!" I heard someone shout, "Move so I can help your son!"

I moved from the side of the bed, Zack in my arms. I realized it was Severus who was attempting to help my son. "What are you going to do?" I asked.

He put his hand on my son's forehead and whispered something before going limp. But, almost automatically Harry's thrashing calmed. It was now quite clear the spell he had whispered was Legilimens, but how had he known that it wasn't just a horrible nightmare? Did it have something to do with us destroying what was left of crazy Voldie? Was he trying to take Harry into the Veil with him and Quirrel? No! That mad man can't have Harry! "Come on Harry," I whispered, clutching Zack close to my chest, "You can fight whatever this is. I know you can, my little fighter,"

I had to wait two hours before Severus snapped out the spell. Harry's green eyes opened within a minute of Severus' and I had to resist pulling him into a bear hug. His orbs fell upon mine and I smiled. "Daddy?" he asked, his voice weak, "What happened Daddy?"

"The bad man tried to hurt you," I said, "He was trying to hurt a lot of people, but he wanted to hurt you first. But we got rid of him for good this time so you don't have to worry about him ever again, okay Harry?"

"Okay Daddy," he said, "No one got hurt, right?"

"No one else," I said, running my hand through his hair. He smiled at me and then Severus.

"Thank you Professor," he said, "Thank you for making the bad man go away again. I couldn't get him out of my head no matter what I did,"

"You are welcome child," he said, "Do you wish to see your little friends? They are all quite worried about you at the moment,"

"No thank you sir," he said, "I'm really tired. Can you tell them that I'll see them in the morning? Maybe she'll let me out in time for breakfast,"

He nodded and I swore I saw the ghost of a smile on his face. "I highly doubt that you will be released any time within the next week Mr. Potter," he said, "But I shall let them know that they can visit you after they finish their breakfast if they wish too,"

"Thank you sir," Harry said, his eyes finally falling upon Zack.

"Are you alright big brofer?" he asked, crawling off my lap and onto Harry's bed, "You was screaming and you wasn't wakin' up for Daddy,"

"I'll be okay little brother," he said, "Come here and give me a hug. I've missed you a lot,"

Zack was more than happy to grant his brother's request. He was automatically in his lap, his tiny arms wrapped around Harry's neck. I thought he might start crying, but he eventually went to sleep with his big brother holding and singing to him. I couldn't help but let a smile cross my face as I listened to Harry. He was singing the same lullaby I sang to him growing up, the same lullaby Lily wrote when she learned she was pregnant. I thought he might have forgotten.

When I noticed there was no more singing, I realized that both of them were asleep. I shook my head and picked up Zack. After I had him situated on my hip I tucked Harry in. He yawned and smiled in his sleep. He reminded me so much of Lily and it hurt to know that he could easily have lost his life just days ago. I needed Harry so much, and I wasn't going to let any physco, or anything for that matter, hurt him if I could help it.

I went to my office to put Zack down and then headed over to the headmistress' office. I really hope she got rid of that body already because I certainly didn't want to have to drag that thing out. Let the Aurors handle it, I have my own family to tend too. Not only that, but I have to grade the homework I handed out Thursday and didn't bother to collect until today, Monday.

Harry's P.O.V.

"You seem perfectly fine Mr. Potter," Madame Pomfrey said as she finished her exam, "But don't over exert yourself; I know you haven't been sleeping well these past few days. I want you to come back next week to have a check-up and don't be afraid to ask Professor Snape for a Dreamless Sleep potion if you need it,"

"Yes Madame Pomfrey," I said, putting my shoes onto my feet, "I'll see you next Friday!"

As I left her office I had no intention of letting anyone know I was having nightmares. I wasn't going to be a whiny baby and ask Professor Snape to give me a Dreamless Sleep. I wasn't going to keep my dorm mates and dad awake all night because I had a bad dream. I don't know why I kept having nightmares about that night, but I was going to be the only one who suffered. No one else deserved to be tormented by them; I was the one who couldn't figure out how to save Professor Quirrel.

When I got to DADA, McGonagall had taken upon herself to teach the class. Next to her was little Jewel Snape. She was a little younger then Zack and didn't look like Professor Snape at all, with the exception of his eyes, but hers showed the fact that his eyes were brown and not black. Professor Snape must have been getting new supplies for Potions because he normally just keeps Jewel in the corner of his classroom playing with blocks or dolls.

I sat next to Ryan and he smiled at me. I smiled back and he handed me a copy of his notes. I muttered Ryan a thanks so Professor McGonagall wouldn't hear me and I started to copy what she was telling us. I didn't want to get in trouble my first day back from the Infirmary. I just hope that the nightmares I've been having will disappear in a few days.

James' P.O.V. A Few Weeks Later…

"What am I going to do Severus?" I asked over my tea, "Harry's on the verge of collapse and I can't help him! He refuses the Dreamless Sleep and he avoids me every time I try to talk to him. My son is putting himself in an early grave and I am powerless to help!"

Severus put his hand on my shoulder. "We shall figure this mess out eventually James," he said, "For now, slip a Dreamless Sleep potion in his drink twice a week. Don't do it more than twice a week, for he can get addicted to the potion,"

I nodded just as Draco came flying into the room. "Mr. Black!" Severus shouted, "What is the meaning of this?"

"One of the Death Eaters managed to get into the school!" Draco shouted, "Professor Flitwick managed to catch him, but he put a spell on Harry! Harry's trying to jump out of the Astronomy tower!"

I jumped up to my feet and ran faster than a snitch. My son was being possessed and was about to kill himself! If Harry dies, I'm not sure if Zack would be enough to stop me from following him into the Veil.

When I got there, Minerva was trying desperately to break through to spell by talking to Harry. "This isn't what you want to do Harry!" she shouted, "Fight back against the spell! We all love you too much to lose you Harry!"

"Harry!" I shouted, running over to take Minerva's spot. Harry was standing on the ledge of a slab on stone that extended about five meters from the actual window. He turned his head to see me and his eyes were glazed over. "Harry, I know you can hear me," I continued, "It's your father, James! Remember Harry, I'm the one that read you bedtime stories every night and fought monsters out of your closet for seven years until you decided that you could fight them on your own! I'm the one who took you out for ice cream every Sunday and taught you to fly a broom! Remember Harry?"

I saw some of the glossiness leave his eyes. He was fighting the spell! "Remember this summer Harry?" I asked, "You were scared I didn't love you anymore! But I proved to you that I still did! I remember telling you that you were going to be a big brother and your eyes lighting up! Harry, you make me happy every day and I don't know what I would do without you in my life! I love you Harry James Potter and don't you ever forget that!"

Harry blinked and the glossiness was gone. "Daddy?" he asked and then looked down, "I'm scared Daddy!"

I took a quick glance at Minerva. There was relief that Harry wasn't under the spell anymore, but then there was the fear of him slipping and falling. I looked back at Harry. "Just take it real slow son," I said, "If you slip, I'll catch you,"

"Promise?" he asked.

"Promise," I said.

Harry took in a shuttering breath and started to walk back to me. I was holding my breath and my heart felt like it was about to beat out of my chest. It had rained earlier today and the stone was slippery. I watched Harry with hawk eyes, knowing with our luck he would slip off.

He was almost in reaching distance when he lost his footing and screamed. I watched him fall off one second and jumped after him the next. We were so high off the ground that death was near unavoidable. I gulped and held Harry close to my chest, putting my back towards the bone crunching ground.

Iheard both Minerva and Severus shout something that sounded like a spell, followed by Pomona and Poppy. I guess it didn't matter what they were shouting now. My son and I were about to die and it was all that nasty Death Eater's fault!

I had expected to hit the ground first before I died, but the landing was actually very soft. "James!" I could hear Filius shout, "James, Harry, can either of you hear me?"

I opened my eyes to see that someone had conjured a pile of feathers and we had crashed into them instead of the ground. "I can hear you just fine," I shouted back, clutching Harry in my arms. He was shaking and I thought I saw tears in his eyes. "You're safe now baby," I whispered as I stood, "You're not falling and you're safe and sound now,"

He only whimpered in response and I carried him straight to Poppy. I needed her to make sure the curses affects were gone and I knew she would want to monitor him for the next week to see if he has anymore suicidal tendencies. I just can't wait for everything to be normal again.

Harry's P.O.V. Last day of School

I watched as the fields flew by us as the Hogwarts Express took us away from the school. I was going to meet Dad at the station and then we were going to visit Uncle Moony and hopefully we would see Uncle Padfoot at the station. He had been making fun of Dad because he hadn't met his namesake, Uncle Padfoot's daughter, Jamie Black. I had laughed when Dad told me that. Apparently Sirius thought it would be an amazing idea to name his child after her godfather. Everyone had just laughed when they all learned my cousin's name.

"You think we'll be able to visit this summer mate?" Ron asked as Neville lost another game of Wizard's Chess to him, "Your Dad did mention us going to your house for a week or something,"

"He was talking about letting you all stay for my birthday," I said.

"That's brilliant Harry!" Neville said.

"I'll see you a lot this summer," Draco said with a smirk, "You know my uncle and your dad. They can barely go a day without talking to each other just once!"

We all laughed and the train came to a stop. I could see Dad with Zack on his shoulders. I couldn't help but smile. Zack was really fitting into the family nicely and we all loved him. I felt someone grab my shoulder and I jumped.

It turned out to be William and Ryan. "Hey Harry," Ryan said, "We'll see you sometime over the summer, okay? Dad said if we behave you might be able to visit us!"

"That would be nice," I said, praying to Merlin if I went that I wouldn't screw up. I don't want to make Snape mad at me during summer holidays!

We all jumped off the train and left after an hour of goodbyes and promises. Dad smiled at me and I rolled my eyes. "No Dad, I am not helping you prank Uncle Frank!" I exclaimed for the fifth time that day.

"Who said I wanted to prank Frank?" he asked.

"Uncle Moony?" I asked. He shook his head no. "We're pranking Uncle Padfoot aren't we?" He nodded his head and I couldn't help but laugh at his enthusiasm. "Count me in Dad," I said, "This is going to be an awesome pay back for turning my hair pink at Christmas!"

He laughed and we disappeared with a pop. Just another six years of playful summers. I can't wait to see how they turn out!