Here's the next part. Yes I know Ginny should tell Harry, and soon. Which I'm getting her to that place in her mind. But I also have a few other things planned. I really believe that Ginny struggled alot with the fact she couldn't tell Harry about their daughter, and convinced herself she couldn't be with him due to the secret. Almost grasping at reasons not to admit that the whole thing hurt her, not only had she given up Olivia she felt she had to give up her dream of a life and family with Harry. So it was much easier to convince herself that he wasn't the man she loved any longer.

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Ginny

I had gone from thinking a few days ago I didn't have to worry about Harry for a while to him being a part of my everyday life. The thought of any of my team being in danger had made feel sick. But when the realization that those threatening us could go for our homes and families hit me I almost felt like throwing up again making me wonder if I would have been better to stay in France with Olivia once more.

Ron had promised straight away that he and Harry wouldn't let anything happen to Liv, but that didn't really ease my mind. I was unique to the team. Quidditch wasn't something woman returned to after having kids. The injuries could knock you out for weeks at a time after all. Not that my team knew Olivia was mine, but they respected the fact that she was in my care now.

I think I went through the mornings fitness and drills in a bit of a daze. Gwenog yelled at me to get my head out of the clouds a couple of times. Luckily I wasn't the only one she yelled at. Most of our younger players and reserves had to be reminded to keep their eyes off Harry circling above us. He was still a natural on a broom, the latest firebolt and him moving like one.

Entering the break room for lunch I sat at a table in the corner still trying to process the fact that Harry probably wasn't about to run off out of my life again anytime soon. Glancing up I saw him blushing at something one of the girls had asked him while my idiot of a brother just burst out laughing again. The blush surprised me. I knew Harry had never been overly comfortable around woman when we young, but surely he had gotten over that. I mean he seemed to always have a high profile witch on his arm.

Lucy slid in next to me. "They ordered this rubbish in from the Ministry café, so it was safe." She frowned at her food. I had to agree with her, it was a little too fatty and was going to sit heavily in our stomachs while we took to the air for a practice game this afternoon.

I nodded taking a bite of the Shepherds pie. "Not half bad through. Nothing on my Mum's but…" I shrugged my shoulders.

Lucy nodded at me, taking a bite herself then looked over at where Harry sat. "He's different than what I thought he would be." She questioned. "I suppose I'm just a fool for reading to many gossip mags. He's not at all the smooth ladies type. That blush is adorable."

I nodded my head at her thinking I used to find it adorable as well, but well I wasn't quite sure what to make of it now. "He was never very comfortable with the spot light." Thinking to myself I seemed to be just as guilty when it came to Articles on Harry. "I hadn't even seen him since Christmas till yesterday and that was briefly just before I portkeyed to France."

Lucy nodded her head. "I suppose it goes like that in big families sometimes."

"Yeah, I must admit living back at Mum and Dad's means I'm seeing a whole lot more of them all." I shook my head. In the just over a week I had been back I'd seen more of them than I had for a whole year before that.

Lucy smirked. "Yeah, I know that feeling." Clearly thinking about her own three sisters. "So you reckon any of the girls have a chance with him?" She changed the subject back to Harry. "I thought we could start a bet."

I just rolled my eyes. All the while thinking that was the last thing I needed Harry dated one of my team mates. "I would prefer not."

"Yeah, I suppose it's like two parts of your life colliding." She mused. Leaving me to think she had no idea at all.

The afternoon had gone quickly Lucy, Janet and I working smoothly together to get over 150 points on the board before the reserves even got one through a hoop. Then I blamed our keeper. She had been watching Harry. When pulled up on it, she just pointed to our seeker and seeking reserve. "I reckon he's seen the snitch about five times while they just muck around." She shrugged her shoulders.

"Probably." I answered back. "He's always been good on a broom, and don't let the glasses fool you, he's always the first to see the snitch."

Gwenog who was one of our beaters, a position I felt she used and enjoyed a little too much when she was frustrated by a player. They often ended up with bludgers flying their way. Looked up at Harry. "Oi. Potter." She yelled out. Causing Harry to turn and fly down towards her.

"Everything looks good from up there." Harry said pulling up next to me.

"Have you seen the snitch?" She asked.

Harry looked a little horrified. "I've been watching the perimeter." He answered in what I imagined was his professional voice.

"That wasn't what I asked." Gwenog spat at him. Everyone seemed to have gathered around us now. "I asked have you seen the snitch and how many times?"

Harry shrugged and sunk a little lower on his broom glancing at our seeker and their reserve. "Three." He answered.

Gwenog scowled looking at her watch. "You have 15 minutes girls to find that snitch. You're professionals, and an Aurors spotted it three times while not even looking for it." Harry looked apologetically at the girls before taking back off to fly the perimeter again. Gwenog yelled. "Resume play then hit the showers. We have 40 minutes till the Auror's are here to accompany us home."

By the time I flooed home and stepped out at the burrow feeling…..I'm not even sure how I was feeling really. Other than the fact that watching Harry today had surprised me pleasantly really, he hadn't changed as much as I thought he had. Ron had organized all the Auror's that had accompanied the rest of the girls home making me quite glad I didn't need that sort of attention while Harry seemed to have disappeared. Probably afraid that one of the girls would insist he take them home to place the wards. It helped being part of a family that respected their privacy after years in the lime light after the war.

Dusting myself off I dropped my bag at the base of the steps and headed for the Kitchen.

"Oh Harry, it's so nice to have you home finally." Mum was saying and I felt like screaming. That's where he must have disappeared to straight after our practice.

"It's nice to be home, and have an assignment that doesn't make me pretend to be someone I'm not." He answered back quietly.

Mum nodded her head. "I'm not happy that there's trouble for Ginny's team. But I'm sure with you and Ron on the case it will be fine."

I poked my head around the door slightly wondering where Olivia was. But she was sitting in Harry's lap, eating a biscuit with a hot cup of milk next to her. Great, just wonderful I thought in anger at first, but then I melted a little at the sight, she looked so comfortable there, and Harry, I suppose it came from spending so much time with his Godson but he was a natural.

My mother leaned across the table and patted his hand. "It's about time you stopped taking those assignments all together and found someone nice to settle down with. I worry about you." She said with clear concern. Well at least she didn't seem to like his choice of girlfriends either, no matter what she had told me off for saying the other night. But her next words confused me. "I mean it's not like you can meet someone when they have you pretending to date all those silly girls just so as not to draw attention to the fact they need extra protection around the cloak." She chatted away, with a shake of her head.

Pretending? Extra Protection? What? My mind tried to keep up. Harry just shrugged. "It hasn't bothered me really Molly. I suppose it would if I was with someone. But well there just hasn't really been anyone that's turned my eye." He answered then tickled Olivia. "This one's probably going to turn everyone's eyes when she reaches Hogwarts. Imagine her and Victoire there together." He smiled down at Olivia who was giggling in his arms. "You're beautiful aren't you?"

She just stared up at him with big eyes then answered spitting the biscuit slightly. "Yep."

Harry just laughed wiping his hand on the cloth Mum quickly conjured up for him while Mum said to Olivia. "Don't talk with your mouthful. That's not lady like at all."

"It's fine." Harry shrugged, placing Olivia to sit next to him. "I'm going to drink my tea and I don't want to spill it on you as it's hot." He explained.

Olivia shrugged and pulled her warm milk closer to her. "It's alright I'm going to draw a picture." She told him. "Then when Ginny's home I want to play on my broom again."

Mum smiled indulgingly at Olivia. "She loves that thing. Even though flying through my sheets while I hung them on the line this morning probably wasn't the best idea was it Olivia."

Olivia nodded her head. "I got caught." She explained to Harry.

"Oh, how did you manage that?" Harry asked her amused.

Mum shook her head clearly a little amused herself. "I have no idea how she did it, but the corner of one was wrapped around one foot, and another around her other leg. The broom held her in place though, or I imagine she would have ended up on her head."

Harry laughed out right at that, making Mum chuckle a little. I even had to smile myself. Olivia just drunk her milk and muttered. "It wasn't that funny." That's my girl I thought. She can stick up for herself even at three years old.

Harry just roughed up her hair a little and said to her. "Don't worry, it will just teach you not to touch Grandma's clean sheets from now on. Ron told me once he had to clean out the Hen house for touching them with dirty hands when he was little."

Olivia's little nose wrinkled up as she looked up at Mum. "I don't want to clean the hen house." She declared.

"Don't worry dear you're a little young for a big job like that just yet." Mum just smiled at her.

I thought I better make my presence known. "Hey guys." I said entering the room then looked at Harry. "You checking the wards here are you?" I asked trying to distance myself a little. Yet from all I had seen of Harry today I couldn't help but think he hadn't changed at all.

Olivia climbed out of her chair and raced over to give me a hug. I picked her up, reveling in the feeling of being able to come home to her each day.

Harry shook his head at me. "I will check them, but no. I just had a date with your Mum that's all."

Mum smiled at me. "I always make him come and have afternoon tea when he gets back from a long time away." She announced. "I don't have time for a good catch up when all of you are around. Have to make time for each of you." She explained. Something I knew she did with all of us kids. I just didn't realise it included Harry. I should have, clearly he had been a part of my family for such a long time. "Would you like a cup of tea?" She asked.

I nodded taking a seat at the table keeping Olivia on my lap. "So you handled my crazy team for the day?" I asked him, telling myself to relax a little, I had spent years having walls up whenever it came to Harry. But I was discovering so much today I almost wanted to know for sure that he hadn't changed like I had convinced myself he had. Maybe, just maybe it might not be the worst thing in the world if he found out he had a daughter and I had to share her with him.

Harry blushed a little even at the question. "They're a forward lot aren't they?" He answered.

"They are a little excited about having you around yes." I answered him, wondering how many phone numbers he had been slipped today. I had even noticed Lucy looking him up and down at one stage.

Harry's hand went through his hair like it always did when he was a little embarrassed, then rubbed at the back of his neck. "You would think I would be used to that crap by now." He mumbled, glancing up at me, then down to Olivia, and shook his head. My heart almost stopped. Could he see something there? No one else had mentioned any resemblance. "You're good with her. I've always thought you'll make a wonderful mother." He said then blushed even deeper like he hadn't meant for it to come out at all.

I think I must have gapped at him for a moment before Olivia jumped off my knee and pulled on my hand. "Take me out to fly, please Ginny, please." She tugged.

Shaking my head I stood up. "Sure baby." I answered her, and let her drag me out the back door glancing back at Harry in confusion, before turning away.

I heard Mum saying. "You're so sweet Harry." Then calling out. "Ginny what about your cup of Tea I just made?"

I didn't want a cup of tea I wanted time, to think. I watched as Olivia grabbed her toy broom from the back step where she had clearly left it after the sheet incident and followed her as she climbed on it and took off towards the meadow. My mind racing through all I had just witnessed. Harry didn't date all those high profile, rich, modeling type witches? He had been on assignments? Which relationships I thought he had had over the years were real? Not only that the comment about me making a wonderful mother. Merlin, it was all a little too much and my heart was melting even more.

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