HeeroYuyZ- I guess I forgot to mention it in this story, but it is in my other story Right Under Your Nose. The years are different in my story then the books. Well I forgot what years I was making Harry's school years in my first story so for this one we'll say he graduates Hogwarts in 2006. So that means he starts Hogwarts on September 1, 1999. That also means he was born 1988 and his parents died in 1989. So Keanu Reeves and the Matrix would be out in his time. Sorry I forgot to mention the change in time line in this story. Sorry I'm changing the timeline by about 8 years.
I said there would be 12 flashback chapters but most people are confused so I've been skipping several parts that weren't as important as the rest. Now there are only 4 longer then usual flashback chapters. So if you are one of the people who complained about the flashbacks, you better not complain about how rushed everything is. And if you aren't one of those people and have to complain about the rush, blame it on the ones who complained about the flashback.
I noticed that important things always seem to happen to Harry on Halloween, the 5 of December
Chapter 25 Wait So Let Me Get This Straight...
It was the beginning of March two and a half months since he started dating Ginny. She was still pushing him to go further into the relationship but Harry would have none of it. He could tell Ginny was getting frustrated with him.
Harry was walking to the library when he spotted them. Believe him it was a site he didn't want to witness. Ginny, his girlfriend was kissing none other then the ferret himself.
"What the bloody hell is this shit?" he asked walking behind them.
They pulled apart, Draco smirking and Ginny was looking anxious. "We were snogging Potter" Draco said.
"Really, and all this time I was thinking you were just doing CPR on her!" Harry said sarcastically. He started to walk away but Ginny tugged on his sleeve.
"Harry what are you doing?" she asked.
"Oh you know just doing the Charleston" he told her, rolling his eyes.
"What's the Charleston?" she asked confused.
"I was joking!" he yelled.
"Harry why are you mad?" she asked nervous.
"Oh I don't know maybe because you were kissing small, pale and ugly over there" he said, nodding towards Malfoy.
"Aren't you jealous though?" she asked.
"Jealous? Fuck no, I'm just pissed off" Harry stated.
"But you are suppose to get jealous and make love to me to prove I'm still yours. That Malfoy can't take me away from you!" she exclaimed.
"Wait so let me get this straight" the black haired wizard began "You would kiss ferret boy over there and I was suppose to spot you right?" Ginny nodded her head. "Then I would take you from Draco, bring you to a empty room and screw you brains out, right?" Ginny nodded again. "To prove that Malfoy can't take you away from me and that I will always want you, right?" Ginny nodded enthusiastically. "And you thought of this all by yourself?" he asked her.
"Yes" she replied proudly.
He leaned in close to give her a kiss. However he stopped inches from her lips "You must be the dumbest person I have ever met" he said to her as he turned around and walked away.
(I know, I made Ginny look like an idiot but I don't really care. Just please Ginny lovers don't hate me. Read the story, enjoy my writing, rejoice in the thrill of it.)
Harry went to the RoR. When he entered he saw a couch and some firewhiskey. He sat down on the couch, grabbed to firewhiskey and took a sip. The hot liquid burned his throat before settling in his stomach. He closed his eyes and leaned farther back into the couch. He sat there for a good hour, thinking and taking an occasional sip of the alcoholic liquid.
He didn't notice the bed appear behind hi in the room but he heard the door open. He looked up and saw the Patil twins walked in with cloaks on.
"Hello Harry" Parvarti said. His green eyes could see the Gryffindor badge on the cloak.
"Hello Padma, Parvarti" he greeted.
"I heard about you and Ginny" Padma said.
"Yes, very sorry to hear it" Parvarti said.
'News does travel quickly. We only broke up' he looked at his watch. 'An hour ago'
"We were wondering if there was anything we could do to make you feel better" Parvarti asked.
"No that's alright" he replied.
"But Harry we insist" Padma said. They both took off their cloaks and to Harry's shock and immense pleasure, 'bloody hormones,' they were wearing short shorts and a very small t-shirt.
'Holy shit, not good' the sensible part of his brain thought 'Not good?' the part of his brain controlled by his...private part responded. 'Two beautiful twins are wearing barely anything and you are saying not good?' 'This isn't right..I just broke up with Ginny!' 'Who gives a shit, she was kissing ferret boy, remember? Oh my god, is that a thong I notice underneath those shorts?' 'I can't do this!' 'Can't do this? Everyman dreams of this, in fact I'm sure this is on every man's list of things to do before he dies. Wait give me a sec...Have sex with two beautiful twins..CHECK!!!'
Giving up to his hormone controlled part of brain Harry let himself be led to the bed by the two beautiful twins. Let him tell you something, that was the best night of his teenage life! It was just as good as realizing he was a wizard and he would be getting away from the Dursley's for about 10 months. It was better then flying a broom for the first time.
So with the door magically locked Harry and the twins went at it for an hour. A whole fricking hour! The only thing I the author could hear was, "Oh my god! Harry where did you learn that!"
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Harry was coming back from his Occlumency and Legilimency lessons with Hermione, Ron and Neville. For Occlumency he told them to build a shield out of something they were fond of. He knew for a fact that Dumbledore's was a think wall of socks.
Hermione picked it up quick enough but Harry feared she was reaching her limit. Her shield was a wall of books. She could block a novice Legilimens but Snape could break through her shields in minutes. She was a lot better at Legilimency then Occlumency. Harry guessed she might be able to break through Sirius's and Snape's minds.
Ron was a little slow on the uptake but one he picked it up he got the hang of it. His shield was anything to do with Quidditch. Many of the balls and gear used for Quidditch was piled upon each other, all a bright orange in color. The orange hair wizard could hold Snape off easily. For Legilimency he wasn't as good. If he was lucky he could break through Sirius's and Snape's minds.
Neville surprised everyone at his skill. His shield was a bunch of plant roots, entwining together to create a thick wall. He'd be able to hold Dumbledore off for a while. His Legilimency skills were good too. The nervous wizard could probably give Harry quite the headache if he tried to enter his mind.
Harry wasn't paying much attention to his surroundings. He tripped over a small hole in the floor. Muttering curses to himself, Harry picked himself up off the floor. He rubbed his forehead with his right palm and looked around him.
There was only one painting on the wall by him. It was a beautiful one of a big area. There were many hills, all filled with beautiful flowers and many small marble statues. On the largest hill sat the largest statue, that he couldn't see properly.
He gazed at the painting for several more minutes before walking back to the Common Room. When he got there he sat down in his chair. Ever since first year the trio has had their own set of chairs in the common room. Everyone knew that the three armchairs and sometimes the love seat by them was theirs.
He laid down on the love seat, his legs dangling off the side. Hermione cam in moments later, her nose buried in a book. Harry didn't notice the cover until Hermione sat down in one of the armchairs.
"Hermione was is that?" he asked pointing to the cover. It was the same as the painting he saw earlier.
"Oh this is the wizards memorial to those who have died in the battle against Grindewald." Hermione told him. 'Damn great grandfathers' Harry thought, thinking of his evil ancestor. "Quite a beautiful place, really. There is a spell placed on it so no magic can be used inside of there. It was cast by some of the strongest witches and wizards of the time including Dumbledore and your grandparents."
"I'd love to go there someday." Harry said. "Where is it?" he asked her.
"Augsburg, Germany. It is the field where the final battle between Dumbledore and his army fought against Grindewald and his army" Hermione explained.
"I'll have to visit there sometime" Harry said. He sat there for a while longer. Looking at his watch Harry stood up. "Gotta go" he said. He had to meet the Patil twins in the Room of Requirement.
He walked into the room and saw the twins sitting on the bed.
"Harry" Parvarti started. "This is going to be the last time we meet"
"Yeah I know. We leave for Spring Break tomorrow" he said.
"No, I mean last time ever. Seamus asked padma out and Terry asked me out" Parvarti explained.
"Oh...that sucks. At least it has been the best month of my life" he told them. The two girls grinned at Harry before getting of the bed and pulling him towards it.
{"My lord" a black robed figure began "Bellatrix is going into labor my lord"
A white face with glowing red eyes gave a cruel smile. "Excellent. A new servant to the Dark Lord and hopefully a powerful one too!" the Dark Lord cackled.}
Harry awoke with a start. Quickly pulling on clothes he ran out of the RoR. If one looked out a window in the front of the castle they would see a big black cat running to the gates of Hogwarts. When the cat reached the gates it all of a sudden became a man, who pushed the gates opened. A couple of steps forward and the man disappeared into thin air.
Harry reappeared at the Riddle House in Little Haggleton(? It's probably way off, isn't it?) where he prayed Voldemort's hideout was. Most of his evidence pointed to it after all.
Donning a black robe and conjuring one of the ugly white mask, Harry stepped into the house. Using his senses the green eyed mage searched for a magical aurora that had some similarities with his. He was able to find to auroras, one the Dark Lords, the other his childs.
With a small 'crack' Harry appeared in a room in the basement. Bellatrix was sitting on a bed wrapped in sheets and panting loudly and two Death Eaters were around her. Harry walked up to Bellatrix, leaned close to her ear. "Hello Bellatrix" he whispered.
"What are you doing here?" she hissed out between heavy breaths.
"You don't think I'd miss the birth of my child, did you?" he asked her quietly.
"You won't go near it!" she told him.
"You are wrong there. I will take this baby home with me today. And if you try to get in my way you will pay. I mean I don't think Voldemort knows this child is mine. Imagine his surprise when I tell him how it was conceived." Her eyes widened
"You don't want this child though" she gasped out.
"I may not like the mother or how it was conceived but this is still my child and I will make sure he gets the childhood I never had. I will never let my child serve under Voldemort, not even be in the same area as Voldemort as long as I can help it. I'm not like most people Bellatrix, sure I still have nightmares from that night but I realized that, that night brought a child, my child. So I'm not going to dwell in the past but look to the future of my child" Harry said.
"I'll let you know the baby is still alive but these two will get their memories erased. They will think it is a stillborn as will every other person who knows of the pregnancy. I'll write to you occasionally so you can no how the baby is doing I guess. Seeing how he is still your child." he explained to ger.
Lestrange opened her mouth to reply but was cut off as her face winced in pain. "Aaaahhhh!" she screamed.
"Push!" one of the Death Eaters told her.
"What do you think I'm doing you ugly fucking git?" she asked him, her face twisted into pain. Harry just stood there, watching, waiting.
"I see a head" one of the Death Eaters said.
After another minute or so of pushing Bellatrix leaned back into the pillow and breathed a sih of relief. "It is a boy!" one said happily.
He wrapped the bloody thing(literally it was covered in blood and other liquids) in a blanket and gave him to his mother.
"Guess this will be the last time I see you" she whispered to it. Harry faltered for a second. He knew deep down Bellatrix had a heart and his son, their son, was the one to bring it out. However he also knew like most loyal Death Eaters her master came first and to Harry that was not good enough for his son.
The two Death Eaters came and do the things doctors do to new borns. When they were finished they handed the baby to Bellatrix again.
"If you promise to be nice, we can meet and you can see him every now and then." Harry said.
"What s going on here?" one of the Death Eaters asked confused. They had no clue on what was going on.
"Sorry old chaps but I gotta do this, safety reasons of course" he told them. He whipped out his wand so quickly and muttered "Herinnering Verandeer" that the two Death Eaters had no time to react.
"The baby was stillborn. There were only you two and Bellatrix in this room." he told them. Harry carefully took his son from Bellatrix. "What would you like his middle name to be?" he asked her.
"I always liked the name Owen" she whispered, as she stared at her child.
"James Owen Potter" Harry said. "I like it"
"I'll write you a letter to know how he is doing" Harry conjured the body of a stillborn and placed it on the bed. He walked to the door. Opening the door he turned around and saw tears in Bellatrix's eyes. "If you would give up your life as a Death Eater you could still be there for him" Harry told her.
"You have your beliefs Potter, I have mine" she told him quietly.
"Good bye then" he snapped his fingers and closed the door quietly.
"Sorry Bella but the baby was a stillborn" he heard one of the Death Eaters say.
He made his way quickly out of the house, only being seen by a two new recruits whose memories he erased. When he reached the graveyard he pulled something out of his pocket. Tapping the small object and muttering a word, Harry's motorcycle grew to its regular size.
Pushing the buttons to make it invisible, silent and fly, Harry took off into the night, back to Hogwarts. He landed the bike right out side of the doors. He got off and using one hand shrunk the bike and put it in his pocket.
James fell asleep on the way to Hogwarts after crying for a little bit. So the baby was asleep as Harry made his way to the Hospital Wing.
"Madam Pomfrey!" he called out as he entered.
"What is it Mr. Potter" she asked, coming out of her room in a bathrobe.
"Can you take care of him" he asked, handing the baby over to her.
She cooed at the baby when she saw it. "How old is it?" she asked.
"Only a hour or so" he told her.
"That young?" she shrieked, waking the baby who started to cry. She clucked her tongue as she set to work on the baby.
"Why don't you lay down in your bed Mr. Potter" she told him.
"My bed?" he asked confused.
"Ever since your third year I've decided to give you your own bed. Haven't you moticed that every time you are in here you are on the same bed?"
"Nope" he answered.
"Well it is that one there, go on lay down. Same one your father had when he was in school" she told him. "He was in here a lot to but not as much as you. Mostly Quidditch accidents or pranks gone wrong"
Harry just laid down, falling asleep a while later, listening to his son making his funny noises.
The sun shone brightly in his eyes, making the sleeping black haired teen awake. He looked around and saw a crib next to his bed. Looking over he saw his son sleeping peacefully inside.
He got up and looked over at him. 'Only 16 years old and already a father' he thought.
There was a noise behind the door and it burst open, emitting a group of people. "Harry, Albus told us you were here. What os going on?" Sirius asked.
"Shhh" he said, putting a finger to his lips. "You'll wake him"
"Who?" Ron asked.
"James Owen" Harry told them. He pointed to the crib and everyone looked over.
"Awww" Hermione said, looking at the sleeping baby.
"My first grandchild" Mrs. Weasly said, tears in her eyes.
"But mum, Harry isn't your son" Ron said confused.
"He is a good as" she snapped at him.
"Ron, Hermione you guys know he needs some godparents right?" he asked them.
"Really Harry?" Hermione asked, excitedly.
"Yup" he told them. A big smile spread across Ron's face.
"Sirius, why don't you look at your second cousin?" Harry asked him.
"Yes, second cousin. Hope he is better then the first" he said, taking a look at him.
"Is Tonks here?" he asked.
"No she is still sleeping." Remus replied.
"Dobby" Harry called.
"Master Harry Potter sirs is asking for Dobby?" the ecstatic house-elf asked.
"Yes can you go and wake Professor Tonks and ask her to come to the infirmary" he asked the elf.
"Yes Master Harry Potter sirs" Dobby replied, bowing low.
"This better be important" Tonks said as she entered the room.
"Tonks say hello to your cousin, James Owen" he told her.
She squealed before running over to the crib and looking in. Harry walked next to her and looked at his son.
Giving a tiny yawn the baby opened it's eyes for the first time. Small violet eyes stared at him. "His mothers eyes" he said.
"Don't tell me we are going to have another James look alike" Remus said. "Look as him, you can tell he is going to look a lot like you Harry. The only real difference is the eyes and he has no scar"
"Lets just hope he doesn't take after Harry...or his mother for that sake" Sirius said.
After spending have the day with his son, Harry left the room. He had to think of a way to take care of his son. He needed a women who could breast-feed his child because he sure as hell was not going to. He was thinking maybe to get a reliable nurse. This way when he was at school or away during battle his son would be looked after.
But a big problem was loyalty. He needed someone who wouldn't give his son up for money or power and wouldn't even let people know he had a son. The less people that knew the safer everyone would be.
For the rest of the week, Tonks would perform a spell that allowed her to produce breast milk so she could feed the baby. Then when Spring Vacation started, Harry would find someone who can take care of his son. Albus told him that one of the women seeking refuge at the Potter Manor gave birth to a son a little over a week ago. Harry would ask her if she would be his sons nurse.
So the rest of the week was filled with classes, homework, new battle plans and strategies and playing with his son, who stayed in a secluded room in the hospital wing.
Harry and Ron, using Harry's knowledge and Ron's strategic mind, came up with a good plan for battle, especially when you were surrounded.
There would be two or three people in the middle, surrounded by their companions. One in the middle would create a GPS(Golden Potter Shield) to protect him and the ones surrounded him, while the ones who weren't in the middle but still protected by the shield would fire off spells without having to worry about defending themselves. The when the one who cast the shield feels it is about to fall he tells the others, one of the others in the middle gets ready to throw the shield up so when the shield does disperse that person can quickly cast the spell again. Giving the first person enough time to gather some of their strength back. Then they would continue rotating, depending how many people were in the middle.
Harry and Ron thought it was perfect and went over it again and again with the Order, until they had it down pat. Speaking of the Order, Harry got the foreign teenagers to join his order also. The ones who would still be needing schooling would be starting Hogwarts in September, for now they were home schooled.
Harry arrived at the manor, son in his arm. Everyone there cooed and admired the baby boy. Harry asked Adriana, the woman who gave birth to the baby girl, if she could be a nurse for his son, with pay of course. The kind Spanish woman agreed to take care of his son. He knew partly because her daughter Aina, who was Harry's age and had a crush on him, begged her to.
So with that taken care of, Harry resigned himself to a nice peaceful Spring Vacation. One of the two things that gave him trouble was the attack on a muggle village by Surrey and several attacks in America and France. It seemed Voldemort was getting cocky. But Harry did not get any information on them at allfrom his dreams or his spies. It seemed they were just random attacks.
The other was a dream Harry had. Harry was standing in front of a large army. Aurors, or whatever was the same as an Auror from another country, from many countries, his order, the Order of the Phoenx, and the Militia were gathered on a hill. A group of about 20 lammusas stood behind the group, along with several other light creatures, such as hippogriffs, unicorns and believe it or no Fluffy(everyones favorite three headed dog)
Opposite them was Voldemort with his army of Death Eaters, a sea of black. Many dark creatures like lamias, manticores, minotaurs, hellhounds, graphorns, harpies, nundus and acromantulas.
Beside Harry stood Dumbledore, who looked very old and tired. His other side was Ron, face set in determination. Besides Voldemort stood Lucius Malfoy, arrogance on his face. His other side stood a man, that Harry could not see, but apparently the dream one could.
"You!" his dream self said, pointing a figure at the mysterious man. "I trusted you! I took you in to keep you safe from him! I trained you!"
"And I thank you for it 'arry. Vith out your help I never vould of made it this far in my training as Voldemort's apprentice." the man spoke with a slight accent on his words.
Harry guessed it was a prophetic dream. The final battle would be huge, many people would fight in it and surely many would perish.
At the end of the break Harry decided to go visit the memorial. Blaise Zabini would be going with him. Her grandfather was buried there and she wanted to visit his grave. So after dinner the two teenagers set off to the memorial. They flooed to a relatives house of one of the foreign Order members who were staying at the manor. From there they just walked to the memorial, only 30 minutes away.
When he entered Harry felt the magic in him sort of go to sleep. Walking around Harry saw that some of the statues were of the people and some of were animals. Harry saw one for a relative of his. The name read Jason Potter, he guessed it was the brother of Grindewald, or Jeremiah Potter, he couldn't remember the name of the Potter whose thread came from the same parents as Jeremiah. Jason had a phoenix in flight for his statue.
When they went to Blaise's grandfathers Harry saw that the statue was of a man around 40 years old. He was good looking and it looked like his nose was broken sometime or another. They stayed there for a while, till night fell and the full moon rose in the air.
Since Blaise was scared, they went at a quickened pace. "Aw come on Blaise" Harry teased. "The boogeyman isn't going to come and get you"
Harry's ears twitched a bit as he heard the pounding of feet from a distance away. 'Since when did my hearing get so good?' he asked himself. The creature, whatever it was, was getting closer. They were so far from the entrance, all that was by them were a bunch of statues and a old looking forest.
"Blaise, move quickly, yet silently. Somethign is out there and I think it is coming this way" Harry whispered to her.
They quickened their pace as they walked swiftly to the entrance. However now Blaise could hear the feet coming towards them. Harry pulled out a portkey to the manor and tried to activate it..the key word is tried. "Damn. Portkeys are magical and that is not allowed'
"We aren't going to make it!" she hissed. A large growl turned their attention behind them. A werewolf, with brownish-reddish fur and glowing yellow eyes ran towards them. Blaise let out a shriek and started running, Harry hot on her tail. He tried to change into an one of his Animagus forms but he couldn't, something was forcing him not to. 'Of course! Changing into an animagus form is magic!' Harry thought, mentally slapping himself on the head.
The beast easily caught up to them and knocked Harry to the side. He fell down the hill and started to roll. He stopped when he slammed into a statue. Wincing in pain Harry got up and ran to the hilltop. Blaise was cowering in front of the giant statue, which was a beautifully sculpted unicorn.
The werewolf was moving in slowly, taunting its prey. Harry ran forward and as the werewolf lunged for the pretty girl, he tackled the thing from the side. They both slammed into the statue, the werewolf cushioning the impact with the statue.
"Run!" he yelled to the black haired witch. She scrambled to her feet and took off in the direction of entrance. Harry tried to follow her but the beast pounced on him from behind. Harry flipped over quickly to see the creature snapping its hug, foaming mouth at him. He kicked his foot up and nailed the beast below the mouth. The werewolf fell backward and Harry quickly got to his feet. As he was running towards the entrance a shadow passed over his head. In front of him, the werewolf blocked his path to freedom and magic. Harry turned and started running full speed to the forest.
He barely noticed that he was running faster then he usual did. Harry felt the claws of the ebst dig through his back as it slashed at him. Harry turned around and......decked the werewolf. Surprised by this for a split second, Harry continued his run for he knew the moon made monster would not stay down for long.
He reached the edge of the forest. Looking behind him and seeing that the werewolf was closing in on him again, Harry raced forward dodging trees as he went.
After swerving for what felt like hours, but was only several minutes and many close calls, Harry was to tired and was not able to jump over the log in fornt of him. E tripped on the fallen wood and lay on the ground.
The panting and growling of the werewolf grew closer as it approached the fallen teen. It sure as hell put up a wild fight! But that was have the fun for the werewolf. Most never ran, paralyzed with fear. This chase would be one he remembered.
Harry closed his eye for the inevitable. But it never came....instead he heard the whimpering of the werewolf as it ran off. Harry turned in front of him and saw why. A human head looked at him, one attached to the body of a lion. Great wings spread from the beast back. If it weren't for the human head Harry would swear it was a griffin.
"Hello human" a deep rumbling voice sounded.
"A lammusa?" Harry asked in awe.
"You should not be here" it told him. "Especially not you young one. It does not do good when Prince Lightning, Leader of Light is wandering alone in areas where werewolfs prowl."
"Prince whatsit? Lord of the what?" Harry asked it.
"All in do time young one" it said to him in a knowing voice, much like Dumbledore. "Now I will lead you to the end of the forest, to human civilization but after that you are on your own" it started walking off and Harry ran after it.
"Wait uh, sir" Harry stuttered. "Well you lammusas are strong, powerful light...uh warriors" he said, hoping not to offend this noble creature. "Surely some of you would like to help me in fight against the darker and evil creatures" Harry asked.
"Several of my pack are willing to fight" it admitted. "Most of them are youngsters though, who were not alive for the first battle against this Dark Lord. They do not know how fierce the battle will be and how outnumbered they will be" he said. "When you call, my pack will answer"
They reached the edge of the forest. "How will I reach you?" Harry asked.
"Your symbol, the one on the back of your hand with the lightning and the picture of one of my kind" it said, as it disappeared into the forest.
Harry finally remembered that he was bleeding from his back. He took out his wand and cast a Blood Clot Spell, to stop the bleeding. He quickly took out the Manor Portkey that all residents had and activated it.
He appeared in the entrance hall of Potter Manor.
"Harry' a relieved Sirius said, as he saw his godson. "Blaise came back a half hour a go, crying and telling us you were fighting a werewolf in a o magic area. We sent people to retrieve you" he told him.
Harry explained what happened after Blaise left to Sirius. He was amazed as much as Harry was by the lammusa.
The next day, after harry bid farewell to his son and everyone else bid farewell to their families, they found themselves on the Hogwarts Express. Harry was sitting down, playing Exploding Snaps with Ron when the compartment opened.
Katie Bell was standing in the doorway. "Uh Harry can I speak with you?" she asked him
"Yeah" Harry stood up and followed her outside.
"Listen Harry I...uh..." Katie trailed off uncertainly.
"Katie, I was wondering if we could start over?" Harry asked her a hopeful expression on his face.
"That is what I was going to ask you" she exclaimed, hugging him.
Well flashbacks are over. Hope you guys don't mind the rush... Ginny's and Harry's relationship was suppose to be drawn out for about 5 chapters, his "relationship" with the twins for 2 months and a small relationship with Tonks was suppose to work its way in but unfortunately it is not. The actual story was suppose to be about 37 chapters long...all well.
I already got some ideas ready for the sequel. You can expect more romances, more action, more drama and nothing will be rushed.
Oh and sorry Tonks lovers but Tonks is no longer a romantic option. I mean would she really want to date the father of her cousin? It is kind of like dating her uncle...even though he is younger and not blood related. But definitely still creepy.
I said there would be 12 flashback chapters but most people are confused so I've been skipping several parts that weren't as important as the rest. Now there are only 4 longer then usual flashback chapters. So if you are one of the people who complained about the flashbacks, you better not complain about how rushed everything is. And if you aren't one of those people and have to complain about the rush, blame it on the ones who complained about the flashback.
I noticed that important things always seem to happen to Harry on Halloween, the 5 of December
Chapter 25 Wait So Let Me Get This Straight...
It was the beginning of March two and a half months since he started dating Ginny. She was still pushing him to go further into the relationship but Harry would have none of it. He could tell Ginny was getting frustrated with him.
Harry was walking to the library when he spotted them. Believe him it was a site he didn't want to witness. Ginny, his girlfriend was kissing none other then the ferret himself.
"What the bloody hell is this shit?" he asked walking behind them.
They pulled apart, Draco smirking and Ginny was looking anxious. "We were snogging Potter" Draco said.
"Really, and all this time I was thinking you were just doing CPR on her!" Harry said sarcastically. He started to walk away but Ginny tugged on his sleeve.
"Harry what are you doing?" she asked.
"Oh you know just doing the Charleston" he told her, rolling his eyes.
"What's the Charleston?" she asked confused.
"I was joking!" he yelled.
"Harry why are you mad?" she asked nervous.
"Oh I don't know maybe because you were kissing small, pale and ugly over there" he said, nodding towards Malfoy.
"Aren't you jealous though?" she asked.
"Jealous? Fuck no, I'm just pissed off" Harry stated.
"But you are suppose to get jealous and make love to me to prove I'm still yours. That Malfoy can't take me away from you!" she exclaimed.
"Wait so let me get this straight" the black haired wizard began "You would kiss ferret boy over there and I was suppose to spot you right?" Ginny nodded her head. "Then I would take you from Draco, bring you to a empty room and screw you brains out, right?" Ginny nodded again. "To prove that Malfoy can't take you away from me and that I will always want you, right?" Ginny nodded enthusiastically. "And you thought of this all by yourself?" he asked her.
"Yes" she replied proudly.
He leaned in close to give her a kiss. However he stopped inches from her lips "You must be the dumbest person I have ever met" he said to her as he turned around and walked away.
(I know, I made Ginny look like an idiot but I don't really care. Just please Ginny lovers don't hate me. Read the story, enjoy my writing, rejoice in the thrill of it.)
Harry went to the RoR. When he entered he saw a couch and some firewhiskey. He sat down on the couch, grabbed to firewhiskey and took a sip. The hot liquid burned his throat before settling in his stomach. He closed his eyes and leaned farther back into the couch. He sat there for a good hour, thinking and taking an occasional sip of the alcoholic liquid.
He didn't notice the bed appear behind hi in the room but he heard the door open. He looked up and saw the Patil twins walked in with cloaks on.
"Hello Harry" Parvarti said. His green eyes could see the Gryffindor badge on the cloak.
"Hello Padma, Parvarti" he greeted.
"I heard about you and Ginny" Padma said.
"Yes, very sorry to hear it" Parvarti said.
'News does travel quickly. We only broke up' he looked at his watch. 'An hour ago'
"We were wondering if there was anything we could do to make you feel better" Parvarti asked.
"No that's alright" he replied.
"But Harry we insist" Padma said. They both took off their cloaks and to Harry's shock and immense pleasure, 'bloody hormones,' they were wearing short shorts and a very small t-shirt.
'Holy shit, not good' the sensible part of his brain thought 'Not good?' the part of his brain controlled by his...private part responded. 'Two beautiful twins are wearing barely anything and you are saying not good?' 'This isn't right..I just broke up with Ginny!' 'Who gives a shit, she was kissing ferret boy, remember? Oh my god, is that a thong I notice underneath those shorts?' 'I can't do this!' 'Can't do this? Everyman dreams of this, in fact I'm sure this is on every man's list of things to do before he dies. Wait give me a sec...Have sex with two beautiful twins..CHECK!!!'
Giving up to his hormone controlled part of brain Harry let himself be led to the bed by the two beautiful twins. Let him tell you something, that was the best night of his teenage life! It was just as good as realizing he was a wizard and he would be getting away from the Dursley's for about 10 months. It was better then flying a broom for the first time.
So with the door magically locked Harry and the twins went at it for an hour. A whole fricking hour! The only thing I the author could hear was, "Oh my god! Harry where did you learn that!"
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Harry was coming back from his Occlumency and Legilimency lessons with Hermione, Ron and Neville. For Occlumency he told them to build a shield out of something they were fond of. He knew for a fact that Dumbledore's was a think wall of socks.
Hermione picked it up quick enough but Harry feared she was reaching her limit. Her shield was a wall of books. She could block a novice Legilimens but Snape could break through her shields in minutes. She was a lot better at Legilimency then Occlumency. Harry guessed she might be able to break through Sirius's and Snape's minds.
Ron was a little slow on the uptake but one he picked it up he got the hang of it. His shield was anything to do with Quidditch. Many of the balls and gear used for Quidditch was piled upon each other, all a bright orange in color. The orange hair wizard could hold Snape off easily. For Legilimency he wasn't as good. If he was lucky he could break through Sirius's and Snape's minds.
Neville surprised everyone at his skill. His shield was a bunch of plant roots, entwining together to create a thick wall. He'd be able to hold Dumbledore off for a while. His Legilimency skills were good too. The nervous wizard could probably give Harry quite the headache if he tried to enter his mind.
Harry wasn't paying much attention to his surroundings. He tripped over a small hole in the floor. Muttering curses to himself, Harry picked himself up off the floor. He rubbed his forehead with his right palm and looked around him.
There was only one painting on the wall by him. It was a beautiful one of a big area. There were many hills, all filled with beautiful flowers and many small marble statues. On the largest hill sat the largest statue, that he couldn't see properly.
He gazed at the painting for several more minutes before walking back to the Common Room. When he got there he sat down in his chair. Ever since first year the trio has had their own set of chairs in the common room. Everyone knew that the three armchairs and sometimes the love seat by them was theirs.
He laid down on the love seat, his legs dangling off the side. Hermione cam in moments later, her nose buried in a book. Harry didn't notice the cover until Hermione sat down in one of the armchairs.
"Hermione was is that?" he asked pointing to the cover. It was the same as the painting he saw earlier.
"Oh this is the wizards memorial to those who have died in the battle against Grindewald." Hermione told him. 'Damn great grandfathers' Harry thought, thinking of his evil ancestor. "Quite a beautiful place, really. There is a spell placed on it so no magic can be used inside of there. It was cast by some of the strongest witches and wizards of the time including Dumbledore and your grandparents."
"I'd love to go there someday." Harry said. "Where is it?" he asked her.
"Augsburg, Germany. It is the field where the final battle between Dumbledore and his army fought against Grindewald and his army" Hermione explained.
"I'll have to visit there sometime" Harry said. He sat there for a while longer. Looking at his watch Harry stood up. "Gotta go" he said. He had to meet the Patil twins in the Room of Requirement.
He walked into the room and saw the twins sitting on the bed.
"Harry" Parvarti started. "This is going to be the last time we meet"
"Yeah I know. We leave for Spring Break tomorrow" he said.
"No, I mean last time ever. Seamus asked padma out and Terry asked me out" Parvarti explained.
"Oh...that sucks. At least it has been the best month of my life" he told them. The two girls grinned at Harry before getting of the bed and pulling him towards it.
{"My lord" a black robed figure began "Bellatrix is going into labor my lord"
A white face with glowing red eyes gave a cruel smile. "Excellent. A new servant to the Dark Lord and hopefully a powerful one too!" the Dark Lord cackled.}
Harry awoke with a start. Quickly pulling on clothes he ran out of the RoR. If one looked out a window in the front of the castle they would see a big black cat running to the gates of Hogwarts. When the cat reached the gates it all of a sudden became a man, who pushed the gates opened. A couple of steps forward and the man disappeared into thin air.
Harry reappeared at the Riddle House in Little Haggleton(? It's probably way off, isn't it?) where he prayed Voldemort's hideout was. Most of his evidence pointed to it after all.
Donning a black robe and conjuring one of the ugly white mask, Harry stepped into the house. Using his senses the green eyed mage searched for a magical aurora that had some similarities with his. He was able to find to auroras, one the Dark Lords, the other his childs.
With a small 'crack' Harry appeared in a room in the basement. Bellatrix was sitting on a bed wrapped in sheets and panting loudly and two Death Eaters were around her. Harry walked up to Bellatrix, leaned close to her ear. "Hello Bellatrix" he whispered.
"What are you doing here?" she hissed out between heavy breaths.
"You don't think I'd miss the birth of my child, did you?" he asked her quietly.
"You won't go near it!" she told him.
"You are wrong there. I will take this baby home with me today. And if you try to get in my way you will pay. I mean I don't think Voldemort knows this child is mine. Imagine his surprise when I tell him how it was conceived." Her eyes widened
"You don't want this child though" she gasped out.
"I may not like the mother or how it was conceived but this is still my child and I will make sure he gets the childhood I never had. I will never let my child serve under Voldemort, not even be in the same area as Voldemort as long as I can help it. I'm not like most people Bellatrix, sure I still have nightmares from that night but I realized that, that night brought a child, my child. So I'm not going to dwell in the past but look to the future of my child" Harry said.
"I'll let you know the baby is still alive but these two will get their memories erased. They will think it is a stillborn as will every other person who knows of the pregnancy. I'll write to you occasionally so you can no how the baby is doing I guess. Seeing how he is still your child." he explained to ger.
Lestrange opened her mouth to reply but was cut off as her face winced in pain. "Aaaahhhh!" she screamed.
"Push!" one of the Death Eaters told her.
"What do you think I'm doing you ugly fucking git?" she asked him, her face twisted into pain. Harry just stood there, watching, waiting.
"I see a head" one of the Death Eaters said.
After another minute or so of pushing Bellatrix leaned back into the pillow and breathed a sih of relief. "It is a boy!" one said happily.
He wrapped the bloody thing(literally it was covered in blood and other liquids) in a blanket and gave him to his mother.
"Guess this will be the last time I see you" she whispered to it. Harry faltered for a second. He knew deep down Bellatrix had a heart and his son, their son, was the one to bring it out. However he also knew like most loyal Death Eaters her master came first and to Harry that was not good enough for his son.
The two Death Eaters came and do the things doctors do to new borns. When they were finished they handed the baby to Bellatrix again.
"If you promise to be nice, we can meet and you can see him every now and then." Harry said.
"What s going on here?" one of the Death Eaters asked confused. They had no clue on what was going on.
"Sorry old chaps but I gotta do this, safety reasons of course" he told them. He whipped out his wand so quickly and muttered "Herinnering Verandeer" that the two Death Eaters had no time to react.
"The baby was stillborn. There were only you two and Bellatrix in this room." he told them. Harry carefully took his son from Bellatrix. "What would you like his middle name to be?" he asked her.
"I always liked the name Owen" she whispered, as she stared at her child.
"James Owen Potter" Harry said. "I like it"
"I'll write you a letter to know how he is doing" Harry conjured the body of a stillborn and placed it on the bed. He walked to the door. Opening the door he turned around and saw tears in Bellatrix's eyes. "If you would give up your life as a Death Eater you could still be there for him" Harry told her.
"You have your beliefs Potter, I have mine" she told him quietly.
"Good bye then" he snapped his fingers and closed the door quietly.
"Sorry Bella but the baby was a stillborn" he heard one of the Death Eaters say.
He made his way quickly out of the house, only being seen by a two new recruits whose memories he erased. When he reached the graveyard he pulled something out of his pocket. Tapping the small object and muttering a word, Harry's motorcycle grew to its regular size.
Pushing the buttons to make it invisible, silent and fly, Harry took off into the night, back to Hogwarts. He landed the bike right out side of the doors. He got off and using one hand shrunk the bike and put it in his pocket.
James fell asleep on the way to Hogwarts after crying for a little bit. So the baby was asleep as Harry made his way to the Hospital Wing.
"Madam Pomfrey!" he called out as he entered.
"What is it Mr. Potter" she asked, coming out of her room in a bathrobe.
"Can you take care of him" he asked, handing the baby over to her.
She cooed at the baby when she saw it. "How old is it?" she asked.
"Only a hour or so" he told her.
"That young?" she shrieked, waking the baby who started to cry. She clucked her tongue as she set to work on the baby.
"Why don't you lay down in your bed Mr. Potter" she told him.
"My bed?" he asked confused.
"Ever since your third year I've decided to give you your own bed. Haven't you moticed that every time you are in here you are on the same bed?"
"Nope" he answered.
"Well it is that one there, go on lay down. Same one your father had when he was in school" she told him. "He was in here a lot to but not as much as you. Mostly Quidditch accidents or pranks gone wrong"
Harry just laid down, falling asleep a while later, listening to his son making his funny noises.
The sun shone brightly in his eyes, making the sleeping black haired teen awake. He looked around and saw a crib next to his bed. Looking over he saw his son sleeping peacefully inside.
He got up and looked over at him. 'Only 16 years old and already a father' he thought.
There was a noise behind the door and it burst open, emitting a group of people. "Harry, Albus told us you were here. What os going on?" Sirius asked.
"Shhh" he said, putting a finger to his lips. "You'll wake him"
"Who?" Ron asked.
"James Owen" Harry told them. He pointed to the crib and everyone looked over.
"Awww" Hermione said, looking at the sleeping baby.
"My first grandchild" Mrs. Weasly said, tears in her eyes.
"But mum, Harry isn't your son" Ron said confused.
"He is a good as" she snapped at him.
"Ron, Hermione you guys know he needs some godparents right?" he asked them.
"Really Harry?" Hermione asked, excitedly.
"Yup" he told them. A big smile spread across Ron's face.
"Sirius, why don't you look at your second cousin?" Harry asked him.
"Yes, second cousin. Hope he is better then the first" he said, taking a look at him.
"Is Tonks here?" he asked.
"No she is still sleeping." Remus replied.
"Dobby" Harry called.
"Master Harry Potter sirs is asking for Dobby?" the ecstatic house-elf asked.
"Yes can you go and wake Professor Tonks and ask her to come to the infirmary" he asked the elf.
"Yes Master Harry Potter sirs" Dobby replied, bowing low.
"This better be important" Tonks said as she entered the room.
"Tonks say hello to your cousin, James Owen" he told her.
She squealed before running over to the crib and looking in. Harry walked next to her and looked at his son.
Giving a tiny yawn the baby opened it's eyes for the first time. Small violet eyes stared at him. "His mothers eyes" he said.
"Don't tell me we are going to have another James look alike" Remus said. "Look as him, you can tell he is going to look a lot like you Harry. The only real difference is the eyes and he has no scar"
"Lets just hope he doesn't take after Harry...or his mother for that sake" Sirius said.
After spending have the day with his son, Harry left the room. He had to think of a way to take care of his son. He needed a women who could breast-feed his child because he sure as hell was not going to. He was thinking maybe to get a reliable nurse. This way when he was at school or away during battle his son would be looked after.
But a big problem was loyalty. He needed someone who wouldn't give his son up for money or power and wouldn't even let people know he had a son. The less people that knew the safer everyone would be.
For the rest of the week, Tonks would perform a spell that allowed her to produce breast milk so she could feed the baby. Then when Spring Vacation started, Harry would find someone who can take care of his son. Albus told him that one of the women seeking refuge at the Potter Manor gave birth to a son a little over a week ago. Harry would ask her if she would be his sons nurse.
So the rest of the week was filled with classes, homework, new battle plans and strategies and playing with his son, who stayed in a secluded room in the hospital wing.
Harry and Ron, using Harry's knowledge and Ron's strategic mind, came up with a good plan for battle, especially when you were surrounded.
There would be two or three people in the middle, surrounded by their companions. One in the middle would create a GPS(Golden Potter Shield) to protect him and the ones surrounded him, while the ones who weren't in the middle but still protected by the shield would fire off spells without having to worry about defending themselves. The when the one who cast the shield feels it is about to fall he tells the others, one of the others in the middle gets ready to throw the shield up so when the shield does disperse that person can quickly cast the spell again. Giving the first person enough time to gather some of their strength back. Then they would continue rotating, depending how many people were in the middle.
Harry and Ron thought it was perfect and went over it again and again with the Order, until they had it down pat. Speaking of the Order, Harry got the foreign teenagers to join his order also. The ones who would still be needing schooling would be starting Hogwarts in September, for now they were home schooled.
Harry arrived at the manor, son in his arm. Everyone there cooed and admired the baby boy. Harry asked Adriana, the woman who gave birth to the baby girl, if she could be a nurse for his son, with pay of course. The kind Spanish woman agreed to take care of his son. He knew partly because her daughter Aina, who was Harry's age and had a crush on him, begged her to.
So with that taken care of, Harry resigned himself to a nice peaceful Spring Vacation. One of the two things that gave him trouble was the attack on a muggle village by Surrey and several attacks in America and France. It seemed Voldemort was getting cocky. But Harry did not get any information on them at allfrom his dreams or his spies. It seemed they were just random attacks.
The other was a dream Harry had. Harry was standing in front of a large army. Aurors, or whatever was the same as an Auror from another country, from many countries, his order, the Order of the Phoenx, and the Militia were gathered on a hill. A group of about 20 lammusas stood behind the group, along with several other light creatures, such as hippogriffs, unicorns and believe it or no Fluffy(everyones favorite three headed dog)
Opposite them was Voldemort with his army of Death Eaters, a sea of black. Many dark creatures like lamias, manticores, minotaurs, hellhounds, graphorns, harpies, nundus and acromantulas.
Beside Harry stood Dumbledore, who looked very old and tired. His other side was Ron, face set in determination. Besides Voldemort stood Lucius Malfoy, arrogance on his face. His other side stood a man, that Harry could not see, but apparently the dream one could.
"You!" his dream self said, pointing a figure at the mysterious man. "I trusted you! I took you in to keep you safe from him! I trained you!"
"And I thank you for it 'arry. Vith out your help I never vould of made it this far in my training as Voldemort's apprentice." the man spoke with a slight accent on his words.
Harry guessed it was a prophetic dream. The final battle would be huge, many people would fight in it and surely many would perish.
At the end of the break Harry decided to go visit the memorial. Blaise Zabini would be going with him. Her grandfather was buried there and she wanted to visit his grave. So after dinner the two teenagers set off to the memorial. They flooed to a relatives house of one of the foreign Order members who were staying at the manor. From there they just walked to the memorial, only 30 minutes away.
When he entered Harry felt the magic in him sort of go to sleep. Walking around Harry saw that some of the statues were of the people and some of were animals. Harry saw one for a relative of his. The name read Jason Potter, he guessed it was the brother of Grindewald, or Jeremiah Potter, he couldn't remember the name of the Potter whose thread came from the same parents as Jeremiah. Jason had a phoenix in flight for his statue.
When they went to Blaise's grandfathers Harry saw that the statue was of a man around 40 years old. He was good looking and it looked like his nose was broken sometime or another. They stayed there for a while, till night fell and the full moon rose in the air.
Since Blaise was scared, they went at a quickened pace. "Aw come on Blaise" Harry teased. "The boogeyman isn't going to come and get you"
Harry's ears twitched a bit as he heard the pounding of feet from a distance away. 'Since when did my hearing get so good?' he asked himself. The creature, whatever it was, was getting closer. They were so far from the entrance, all that was by them were a bunch of statues and a old looking forest.
"Blaise, move quickly, yet silently. Somethign is out there and I think it is coming this way" Harry whispered to her.
They quickened their pace as they walked swiftly to the entrance. However now Blaise could hear the feet coming towards them. Harry pulled out a portkey to the manor and tried to activate it..the key word is tried. "Damn. Portkeys are magical and that is not allowed'
"We aren't going to make it!" she hissed. A large growl turned their attention behind them. A werewolf, with brownish-reddish fur and glowing yellow eyes ran towards them. Blaise let out a shriek and started running, Harry hot on her tail. He tried to change into an one of his Animagus forms but he couldn't, something was forcing him not to. 'Of course! Changing into an animagus form is magic!' Harry thought, mentally slapping himself on the head.
The beast easily caught up to them and knocked Harry to the side. He fell down the hill and started to roll. He stopped when he slammed into a statue. Wincing in pain Harry got up and ran to the hilltop. Blaise was cowering in front of the giant statue, which was a beautifully sculpted unicorn.
The werewolf was moving in slowly, taunting its prey. Harry ran forward and as the werewolf lunged for the pretty girl, he tackled the thing from the side. They both slammed into the statue, the werewolf cushioning the impact with the statue.
"Run!" he yelled to the black haired witch. She scrambled to her feet and took off in the direction of entrance. Harry tried to follow her but the beast pounced on him from behind. Harry flipped over quickly to see the creature snapping its hug, foaming mouth at him. He kicked his foot up and nailed the beast below the mouth. The werewolf fell backward and Harry quickly got to his feet. As he was running towards the entrance a shadow passed over his head. In front of him, the werewolf blocked his path to freedom and magic. Harry turned and started running full speed to the forest.
He barely noticed that he was running faster then he usual did. Harry felt the claws of the ebst dig through his back as it slashed at him. Harry turned around and......decked the werewolf. Surprised by this for a split second, Harry continued his run for he knew the moon made monster would not stay down for long.
He reached the edge of the forest. Looking behind him and seeing that the werewolf was closing in on him again, Harry raced forward dodging trees as he went.
After swerving for what felt like hours, but was only several minutes and many close calls, Harry was to tired and was not able to jump over the log in fornt of him. E tripped on the fallen wood and lay on the ground.
The panting and growling of the werewolf grew closer as it approached the fallen teen. It sure as hell put up a wild fight! But that was have the fun for the werewolf. Most never ran, paralyzed with fear. This chase would be one he remembered.
Harry closed his eye for the inevitable. But it never came....instead he heard the whimpering of the werewolf as it ran off. Harry turned in front of him and saw why. A human head looked at him, one attached to the body of a lion. Great wings spread from the beast back. If it weren't for the human head Harry would swear it was a griffin.
"Hello human" a deep rumbling voice sounded.
"A lammusa?" Harry asked in awe.
"You should not be here" it told him. "Especially not you young one. It does not do good when Prince Lightning, Leader of Light is wandering alone in areas where werewolfs prowl."
"Prince whatsit? Lord of the what?" Harry asked it.
"All in do time young one" it said to him in a knowing voice, much like Dumbledore. "Now I will lead you to the end of the forest, to human civilization but after that you are on your own" it started walking off and Harry ran after it.
"Wait uh, sir" Harry stuttered. "Well you lammusas are strong, powerful light...uh warriors" he said, hoping not to offend this noble creature. "Surely some of you would like to help me in fight against the darker and evil creatures" Harry asked.
"Several of my pack are willing to fight" it admitted. "Most of them are youngsters though, who were not alive for the first battle against this Dark Lord. They do not know how fierce the battle will be and how outnumbered they will be" he said. "When you call, my pack will answer"
They reached the edge of the forest. "How will I reach you?" Harry asked.
"Your symbol, the one on the back of your hand with the lightning and the picture of one of my kind" it said, as it disappeared into the forest.
Harry finally remembered that he was bleeding from his back. He took out his wand and cast a Blood Clot Spell, to stop the bleeding. He quickly took out the Manor Portkey that all residents had and activated it.
He appeared in the entrance hall of Potter Manor.
"Harry' a relieved Sirius said, as he saw his godson. "Blaise came back a half hour a go, crying and telling us you were fighting a werewolf in a o magic area. We sent people to retrieve you" he told him.
Harry explained what happened after Blaise left to Sirius. He was amazed as much as Harry was by the lammusa.
The next day, after harry bid farewell to his son and everyone else bid farewell to their families, they found themselves on the Hogwarts Express. Harry was sitting down, playing Exploding Snaps with Ron when the compartment opened.
Katie Bell was standing in the doorway. "Uh Harry can I speak with you?" she asked him
"Yeah" Harry stood up and followed her outside.
"Listen Harry I...uh..." Katie trailed off uncertainly.
"Katie, I was wondering if we could start over?" Harry asked her a hopeful expression on his face.
"That is what I was going to ask you" she exclaimed, hugging him.
Well flashbacks are over. Hope you guys don't mind the rush... Ginny's and Harry's relationship was suppose to be drawn out for about 5 chapters, his "relationship" with the twins for 2 months and a small relationship with Tonks was suppose to work its way in but unfortunately it is not. The actual story was suppose to be about 37 chapters long...all well.
I already got some ideas ready for the sequel. You can expect more romances, more action, more drama and nothing will be rushed.
Oh and sorry Tonks lovers but Tonks is no longer a romantic option. I mean would she really want to date the father of her cousin? It is kind of like dating her uncle...even though he is younger and not blood related. But definitely still creepy.