Harry and Severus had worked the day before until nearly dinner. Teddy had spent the time either napping or playing in the same room. By the end of the day Severus was able to stand for about a minute. The man seemed to be unable to see that this was progress of any kind. Harry though continued to see it as hope that the man would make progress. He was determined to prove the man wrong no matter how long it took. And it was only in part due to wanting to give him back to the Malfoys. He admitted a lot of it had to do with wanting to win a fight once in a while with him. He knew it was unprofessional of him and he was twenty, but he could admit it to himself a bit.

Teddy was quite amused watching as well. Harry had told his son it was like when he had learned how to walk when he was a baby. Teddy wanted Mr. Toby to be able to walk, so he could help Teddy without a wand, make a sandcastle. Or play blocks in here with him.

Severus was woken up early the day before the trial. Early even for him. "Huh…."

A little voice said. "Mr. Toby wake."

One of Severus' eyes opened a bit. "What are you doing in here?"

Teddy was sitting on the bed. "Wake Mr. Toby."

Severus groaned. "Tell your daddy I need my sleep."

Teddy shook his head. "Daddy asleep."

Severus peered at the little boy. "He's asleep? How did you get in here?"

Teddy had a mischevious grin. "I get out bed."

Severus groaned. "I can see that."

Teddy was proud. "Wake Mr. Toby. Eat."

Severus struggled to sit. "What do I look like, an elf?"

Teddy shook his head. "No. Nose more crooked."

Severus groaned. "Well go find Kreacher, or better yet, your dad."

Teddy didn't move. "Mr. Toby like pancakes?"

Severus summoned his chair. "We will go find him together."

Managing to get into the chair, Severus took the boy into his lap. He knew Harry and Teddy had chosen rooms on the main floor as well. Usually Harry would have been in the master suite but not now. He thought it made more sense to be on the main floor and closer to Severus. Severus had tried to insist that wasn't needed. And now he had a two legged intruder in his room. He wondered if the boy was still in a crib and could get out.

Not knowing which room was Harry's, he headed instead for the dining room. He summoned Dotty and had his own elf make some pancakes. He would do anything to make the boy happy and get out of his lap. Harry arrived around the same time as the pancakes.

Severus saw him watching from the door. "What are you smiling at?"

Harry shrugged. "Just enjoying watching you and my son."

Severus smirked. "Maybe you'd like to take him?"

Harry didn't move. "He looks fine where he is."

Severus grunted. "He can climb out of his crib."

Harry smirked. "Here I thought you took him."

Severus shook his head. "Not on your life."

Harry went to take his son. "He moved to a big bed recently, since he started getting out of his crib."

Teddy shook his head. "No. Sit with Mr. Toby."

Harry made a booster seat next to the man. "How about you sit between us?"

Severus shook his head. "Maybe I'll take my food in bed."

Harry looked up. "No. Besides, after I take Teddy to his grandparents, we will start."

Teddy didn't want to leave but his Grandma wanted to see him. Harry knew Teddy would be happy when he saw her though. He had done rehab with Teddy there but it would be easier. Besides Andromeda was missing having the boys in the house. But she knew it was good for them both. And not just because of what had just happened. It was good practice for when they moved out in the fall.

When Harry returned, he was happy his son had gone easier than he had thought. Severus was in the room where they did their rehab, which was a start. He thought the man may retreat to his room while he was gone. He sometimes thought the man was harder to reason with than Teddy.

Severus was in a lovely mood as they started. After only two attempts he wanted to stop. "I've had enough."

Harry wasn't giving in. "Have a breather."

Severus ground his teeth. "I am done."

Harry stopped him. "We have another hour."

Severus tried to move away. "I said I'm done."

Harry put a block on the chair. "And we both know you're not."

Severus grunted. "This is my life."

Harry agreed. "But I won't let you waste it."

Severus was irate. "You have no say. I am not going to continue to fight with you."

Harry smiled. "Good."

Severus smirked. "Then remove the blocks."

Harry shook his head. "If you fought half as hard to walk as you are with me, you might make progress."

Severus ground his teeth. "You are an intolerable brat."

Harry shrugged. "All the more reason to fight. The sooner you walk, the sooner you are free of me."

Severus slammed his hand down. "I could leave."

Harry nodded. "You could. Now are you ready to try again?"

Severus grumbled. "Fine."

Harry watched as the man tried again. Harry was honest, if the man fought as hard to walk as he did not to, he would do much better. The man seemed intent on proving that Harry was wrong. Harry was starting to like his cousin Draco, as Andromeda called him. He was intent on giving Draco the best wedding gift possible. And the man could yell at him all he wanted, he wasn't backing down from this.

Harry watched at the end as Severus held it for almost two minutes. "You'll be taking a step soon enough. Progress."

Harry headed to London the next day. He had been up early to do physical therapy with Severus. The man had reminded him they could skip a day of it. Harry had needed something to focus on that morning. Teddy had spent the night before with his grandparents and would tonight. Andromeda had thought that Harry could use the time and he had agreed. She knew even though he had chosen to press the charges, it was taking a toll on Harry. As was the reaction of members of Ginny's family, well Molly and Ron. They both hurt Harry a lot.

Harry headed for the ministry at ten. The trial should only take the day and sentencing at the end of it. Trials in their world usually happened quickly and didn't take much time. And even more so for a minor case like this and not something like murder.

George spotted him. "Harry."

Harry hugged his brother. "I thought the others would be here."

Charlie came over. "They are already in there."

George nodded. "Mum won't sit with anyone but Ron. Not even dad."

Harry felt bad. "I hate I have caused issues."

Charlie shook his head. "No. Ginny did."

Harry went to go in. "I keep trying to tell myself that."

George squeezed his arm. "Mum will see reason with time."

Harry spotted her in the room. "I hope you're right."

Charlie reminded him. "You have plenty of us even if she doesn't."

George added. "And Andromeda."

Harry sighed. "I know."

He loved Andromeda and she had become his Aunt or at times almost felt like a grandmother. But Molly had been in his life for so long. She had been the closest thing to a mother he had for many years. She wasn't his mother and he had reminded her of that since the war had ended. She couldn't fill the role that Lily had left voice in his life when his mum died. But she had given him a security and love he had always wanted. And the thought he might lose her over this, did hurt. But he knew he had done the right thing for him and his son. And if she couldn't see that he would move on. George and Charlie were right; he had others who could give him that feeling of a family now.

As the trial began, Ginny's testimony was the main piece of evidence. But Harry had testified first about what happened. As did the woman who worked at the day care as well. She admitted she hadn't been charmed, just nervous, and new on the job.

Ginny was under vertiserum and fully admitted. "I took him. I knew I didn't have the right."

The judge asked. "Why? You had to know it was wrong."

Ginny shook her head. "I thought Harry would forgive me."

The judge shook her head. "He pressed charges against you. You were broken up at the time?"

Ginny nodded. "I was sure it was a mistake. He just needed to know I loved his son. That I would raise him as my own."

The judge asked. "And do you?"

Ginny shook her head. "No. He isn't even his child. The spoiled brat hates me, and I hate him."

Harry ground his teeth when he heard that. "How did I not see through her?"

As the trial drew to a close Thomas Bones stood. "Do we need time, or are we ready to vote?"

George looked at Harry when they chose to vote right away. "It's nearly done."

The female judge announced the verdict. "Ginnevra Molly Weasley you have been found guilty of kidnapping."

Thomas spoke up. "Usually this carries a stiff sentence, but your victim has spoken on your behalf."

Harry held his breath. "Lucius said they'd take it into consideration."

Thomas finally announced. "You are sentenced to six months in prison and three years parole."

Harry had hoped she'd not get prison but in truth was not surprised. Six months wasn't even half what she'd have got if he hadn't spoken. But the fact he asked for leniency and no harm came to Teddy, was taken into account. Ginny had not gone on the run and Teddy had been at the Burrow. Harry watched as Ginny was led off and wondered what she would be like in six months. But his mind was on her family as they left.

Arthur came over. "Harry, thank you."

Harry was surprised. "Why? I…."

Arthur cut him off. "You saved her years in prison."

Ron sneered. "She's in prison because of him."

Molly shocked him. "No. She put herself there."

Harry looked at her. "Molly?"

Molly was shaken. "I knew she was reluctant, but I never thought she hated Teddy."

Ron tried to reason with her. "It doesn't matter. She wouldn't have hurt him. She brought him to you."

George thought aloud. "Shows how wrong she was. She truly thought she wasn't doing anything wrong."

Harry went to leave. "I have loved having a place in your family. But I couldn't continue pretending to be in love with her, for it."

Molly called as he was leaving. "Maybe in a few weeks you and Teddy may come for dinner."

Harry turned back. "Perhaps."

Molly added. "She's my baby."

Harry sighed. "And he's mine. But Ginny's not a baby anymore."

Molly watched as he left and she felt her shoulders slump. Her husband and sons other than Ron, had been telling her that. They had all reminded her that they loved Harry before he dated Ginny. And that Ginny was no longer a baby either. Arthur had asked her how she would have felt it had been one of their sons or Ginny who had been taken. Molly wouldn't have cared if it was someone that they had known.

Molly looked at her sons and back at her husband. "Six months. Six months behind bars."

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