A/N: Thank you all for reading it means a lot to me!

Chapter Three

Ophelia had spent the past couple weeks visiting James and Harry on and off in between shifts for two reasons. One because she could tell that James was hurting and two because a certain someone had developed and attachment to her.

"Lia!" Ophelia grinned at the toddler and took him from James' arms.

"Giving your father trouble are we, Harry?" Ophelia asked looking at the boy who sat contently in her arms.

"No." The boy said with a cute pout at the same time that James said "Yes."

Ophelia laughed. "Come on then, let's get some food,"

"Thanks for agreeing to this by the way," James said as the three made their way into London for some lunch.

"It's alright, we're friends James, it's not like you've asked me to do something bad," The Hufflepuff said with a smile.

"I know but you're busy and don't need to be hassled by me every time Harry starts crying." James said running his hand through his hair.

Ophelia stopped and turned to face him. "James Fleamont Potter! You are not hassling me and besides you only come to me when I'm the reason for Harry's tears, you're listening to your son and trust me when I say that it'll let you know if I think you've started hassling me, alright?"

James nodded. "So was that Anne and Amos' doing or Carlisle's?" He said with a smile.

"It was mine, actually. Never underestimate a badger, Potter." Ophelia replied with a smile.

"I'll do my best to remember that, Bardell." James said as the two continued their walk into London.

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It was 3 o'clock in the afternoon when Ophelia appeared outside the cosy looking cottage in Devon. A grin appeared on her face at the 4 year old bronze haired boy in the window who scrambled away at her appearance. Ophelia stepped onto the path only to crouch down with wide arms as that same boy barrelled into her arms.

"Happy to see me are we, Cedric?" Ophelia said with a grin.

"Always, Auntie Ophelia," Cedric said with a toothy grin.

"That's my boy," Ophelia said with a grin as she carried her godson into his house. Ophelia put Cedric down and hugged his mother who was waiting patiently for the two.

"Anne," Ophelia said hugging the woman in greeting. Anne Diggory was a kind woman with soft bronze hair that was usually placed in a bun, the woman was 4 years older than Ophelia but she was a woman that Ophelia respected. "How are you?"

"I'm good, thank you, my dear. How are you? I know being a Healer but it really doesn't exclude you from visiting more often you know that right?" Anne said kindly.

"I know, but I know have another child who's dependent on me too," At this statement there was a wail and Ophelia had to use Anne as support as Cedric flung himself at her legs.

"Noooo! Auntie Ophelia! You can't have another child! I'm your favourite! You said I'd always be your favourite boy!" Cedric said through tears.

The two women exchanged glances before Ophelia bent down to pick up Cedric. "You still are Cedric, I'm just helping a friend of mine with his son," Ophelia said, rubbing the boy's back in a soothing manner as the two women made their way into the kitchen.

"Which friend?" Anne asked as she began to make a sandwich for Cedric who was now saying that he was hungry as he had confirmed that he wasn't being replaced in Ophelia's life.

"James Potter." Ophelia told her.

"You're helping him with Harry?" Anne asked turning around.

"Yeah, the two of them came in a few weeks ago as Harry had stopped eating as much and he became attached to me and now whenever, Harry starts crying for me like a certain someone we know," Ophelia said tickling Cedric, making the boy laugh. "James brings him along because he won't stop until he sees me."

"Smart boy." Anne commented, giving Cedric his sandwich which he started munching on happily while sat on the counter, leaning against Ophelia. "How old is he now?"

"Nearly 19 months." Ophelia told her.

"I can't believe it's been just over 6 months," Anne said softly.

"I know," Ophelia said with a small smile.

"Quidditch!" Cedric said happily causing the two women to laugh. "Mummy can I show Aunt Ophelia my Quidditch please?"

"Only if you go and put your coat on, just because it's May doesn't mean it's warm enough for just a t-shirt and shorts." Anne said as Ophelia lowered him to the ground and he ran off to get his coat. "He's obsessed with that toy broom you gave him."

Ophelia laughed. "Well, in all honestly, I thought Amos preferred it more. I thought he was going to ask to ride it when Cedric opened it."

"You staying for dinner?" Anne asked as Cedric appeared at Ophelia's side, bouncing up and down holding his broom in his hand.

"You think this one is going to give me a choice?" Ophelia asked with a smile as she let Cedric pull her into the garden.

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James Potter sat bored in the witness section of the Wizengamot. Harry was back at home with Sirius, so at least he didn't need to bring him along. Lunch had gone well with Ophelia today as Harry ate all the good out in front of him and himself and Ophelia had managed to eat their food as well. The constant lunch appointments he had with Ophelia (he refused to call them dates as Sirius would take the mick out if him for it and they were just friends) made him question why he didn't become friendly with her beforehand, the woman was close friends with his wife for crying out loud. She'd been round on various occasions once Harry and been born and before hand yet, all he did was say Hi and let her talk to Lily. He remembered when Sirius brought up the idea of Ophelia being the spy due to her heritage but it was quickly shut down by three angry witches: Marlene McKinnon, Alice Longbottom and Lily who all pointed out that Ophelia wasn't part of the Order and therefore couldn't be the traitor.

James sighed as he listened to the essentially monthly meeting where former Death Eaters were rounded up or brought in from Azkaban for trials or to give information and because he was affected James had to be here.

"What about the Bardells?"

James began to focus again at the mention of Ophelia's surname. Selina Carlisle was standing.

"It is well known that Jakob and Jonah Bardell were active Death Eaters and were involved in the death of their daughter and sister Cassidy Bardell. What about Genevieve Bardell was she involved?" Selina asked interrogating the Death Eater who was currently giving names and information in return for a lighter sentence.

When Selina got a negative answer, James thought she would leave it there and press on with her next line of questioning, but she didn't, when Selina opened her mouth, James didn't believe what he heard, let alone that it was someone who said she was a friend to Ophelia.

"Was Ophelia Bardell a Death Eater?"

James breathed out a sigh of relief at a negative response, but wished for time to stop crawling by so that he could speak to Ophelia as soon as possible.