Hi, guys! Char here. Now, I still haven't got my computer working, but I hadn't written the next chapter yet, hadn't even decided if I was going to. Well, I have. This one isn't a song fic though, although a song inspires it. Here it is.

Deep in my soul,
A love so strong,
It takes control.
Now we both know.
The secrets bared,
The feelings shown.
Driven far apart,
I make a wish on a shooting star.
 
Chorus:
 
There will come a day,
Somewhere far away,
In your arms I'll stay,
My only love.
Even though you're gone,
Love will still live on,
The feeling is so strong,
My only love, my only love.
 
Repeat Chorus
 
There will come a day,
Somewhere far away,
In your arms I'll stay,
My only love.
You've reached the deepest part
Of the secret in my heart,
I've known it from the start,
My only love, my only love.

Disclaimer: JKR owns Harry Potter, and so do all her affiliates, and I dunno who owns the song My Only Love.

The little girl spun around, and around, laughing.

"Wee!" She giggled. Her auburn hair whirled one way, then the other, and her green eyes sparkled with happiness.

"Jade!" A female voice called.

"Aunt 'Mione!" She squealed, and ran over to the woman. The woman picked her up, smiling.

"Hi, sweetie. Where's your mother?"

"Reading through the letters from the Man again. Why does she do that, Aunt 'Mione? They always make her cry."

"Because she likes to remember him, sweetness."

"Well I don't like him. He hurts my mummy."

"No he doesn't, sweets. And you can't hate him, he's your daddy."

"My daddy's Mr. Man?"

"Yes."

Harris O'Hara awoke from his dream, and shook his head to dispel it of the images. He'd felt like he knew the woman, she'd looked so familiar. But then, he always felt attracted to the people in his dreams. Often when he had them, he met the people on the street the next day, and was able to save them from whatever ill had befallen them. Just last week it had been a young lady by the name of Susan. She'd been being mugged. Luckily, he'd helped her get away, with her money.

'Ring, ring' Harris rolled over, and answered the phone.

"Hello?" He said.

"Hi, Harris, time to get up." His best friend Marissa giggled.

"I am up. I'm always up by the time you phone." He grumbled.

"But you aren't out of bed, are you?" She asked teasingly.

"No, I'm not."

"Well hurry up, you've got the early coaching this morning before school starts, remember?"

"Oh, sh-ugar, you're right." He yelped. "Gotta go!"

"Yeah, yeah, see ya."

Harris taught at the local school, Reran West. He was the sports coordinator, and the soccer, basketball, and baseball coach. Every Wednesday morning, he had to coach soccer, every Wednesday afternoon he coached basketball, and every Sunday evening he coached baseball. He was doing some extra basketball coaching though, because the finals were coming up, and he thought the under 12 girls had a great chance of winning this year.

Harris shook himself out of his reverie, and glanced at his watch. If he didn't hurry, he'd be late! He shoved his jacket on, and ran out the door. For some reason, he got the feeling that there should be a red headed someone running beside him. Maybe Marissa? She had red hair, fiery bright red hair. Oh well.

***

"Welcome to the first extra lesson." Harris said, smiling at all the students. There was one girl, a pretty redhead, who kept drawing his eye back to her. She reminded him of someone. But she was much to bubbly. "I'd like it if everyone would listen." The redhead gave her his full attention. "Thank you. My name, as most of you know, is Harris O'Hara. Are all the usual players here?" There were muttered yeses. "Good. Any newcomers?" The redhead raised her hand. "Welcome. And your name is?"

"Audrey Weasley." Harris felt a jolt at the name, but ignored it.

"Nice to meet you, Audrey. Can you play?"

"Nah. I'm just here babysitting for lil Jadey, aren't I sweetie?" The 6-year-old redhead at her side nodded. Harris stiffened. Where had he heard that name before? And why did she look so familiar?

"Your sister?" He asked, wracking his brains.

"Naw. My cousin. Aren't you?" Once again, Jadey nodded. Harris suddenly remembered where he'd seen her before. In his dream! That meant something was going to happen, something always did when he met one of the people he'd dreamt about.

"Well, it's very nice to meet you both." He said. Suddenly, Jadey said something to Audrey.

"He looks like mummy's Mr. Man." Her voice was quieter than it had been in the dream. Harris frowned.

"Could you please take her over to the sidelines?" He asked. "The students need to concentrate." Audrey nodded.

"Sure, sorry." She said, but shot Harris a slightly dirty look. He could understand why, he'd probably seemed slightly short.

"Thank you." He turned back to the students. "I think we need to work on your 3 pointers…"

An hour later, it was time for school to begin. Harris clapped his hands.

"You've all done a great job." He said warmly. "Keep it up and we're sure the win the Cup-er the finals." Harris didn't know where the slip had come from, but it had come, and now he was confused about yet another thing.

"C'mon, Jadey." Audrey said. Jadey shook her head.

"No, I wanna talk to the Man." She replied stubbornly.

"You've gotta get to class before Miss Marissa arrives."

"I wanna talk to Mr. Man."

"Fine, a little talk." Audrey brought her up. "Sorry, she wants to talk to you." Audrey apologised. Harris smiled.

"No problem. I love kids. Hope to have some of my own one day."

"Why haven't you got any?" Jadey asked. "You're as old as mummy at least."

"Thank you." Harris laughed. "I suppose I haven't met the right person. She's out there somewhere though, I'm sure of it." He brushed his hand against his sweaty forehead.

"Where did you get that scar?" Audrey asked, suddenly becoming angry. "What are you playing at?!"

"I got the scar in a car crash when I was a year old. What do you mean?" Harris asked, puzzled.

"Nothing." Audrey blushed. "Sorry, you just remind me of someone else."

"Doesn't matter." Harris smiled. "I've got to get to class, and I think Jade here does too."

"How do you know that's her name? I've only called her Jadey." Audrey asked.

"Because Jadey sounds like an affectionate term, and Jade fits her, right down to her jade-coloured eyes." He smiled down at her.

"That's what mummy says, when she isn't crying." Jade said earnestly. "She cries an awful lot, especially when she looks at pictures of the Man, and when she talks about my eyes. I have my daddy's eyes, according to mummy, and Auntie 'Mione. Unca Ron doesn't like to talk about the Man."

"Hush, Jadey." Audrey admonished. "You'll be telling him your phone number next."

"63 045 37." Jade recited. Harris chuckled.

"Go on, you 2." He rebuked them gently.

***

Harris let himself into his apartment. The phone was ringing. He checked the caller id, and it was an unknown number, so he picked it up.

"Hello?" He said.

"Hello. I was wondering if I could speak to Harris O'Hara." The woman's voice sent shivers up his spine, and although he didn't recognise it, there was something about it that said he'd heard it before.

"Speaking."

"Hi. I just wanted to thank you for being so nice to my daughter, Jade. She's been talking about you all afternoon. You're her new favourite person, even more so than her god fathers, Sirius, Remus, and Albus." The woman chuckled, but there was a strange sadness in her voice. And Harris felt like he should be near her, hugging her, while she sobbed out all her pain.

"What's your name?" He asked suddenly.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I can't believe I was so rude. Ginny, Ginny Weasley." Harris closed his eyes against the sudden memories that assaulted him.

"Nice to meet you, Ginny." He said. You'll have to excuse me, I have things to do, and it was a pleasure to speak to Jade, she's a lovely girl."

"Are you alright, you sound odd." Ginny asked.

"Fine. Good bye."

"Bye." He hung up, and dropped his head into his hands.

"Ginny." He whispered.