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… Crap. Now we've got exams.

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Okie Dokie! Here goes!

Chapter Eleven:

Rosie listened to Harry's story with mounting interest.

"You saw the demon?" she whispered, her hand covering her mouth. "I wonder what mine looks like…"

Harry growled in frustration. "That's not the point! That demon wants to take over!"

Rosie snorted. "Duh. Course it does. It always has, dumb ass."

Harry scowled at her. "Fine," he mumbled. "Let's go back. Nothing to do here… I swear we should get a TV…"

Rosie rolled her eyes. "Right."

They appeared in the bedroom.

Harry quickly stuffed his sphere and mirror into his trunk, right before the others entered.

"Oi!" said Ron angrily. "What was that about? You two took off without even saying a word!"

Harry blushed. "We… erm… wanted to race you…"

Harry, there are plenty of things you are good at, but lying is not one of them.

Ron snorted. "Whatever. Anyway, mum just said-"

Ron cut off immediately as the door opened. Dumbledore stepped through.

"Hello," he said, his eyes twinkling. "Now, some of the Order members and I are going to Hogwarts for the rest of term," He began, grinning madly, (Harry really did wonder if he had gone mad.) "And Molly was kind enough to agree that you came with us."

Fred and George immediately jumped into the air, whooping with joy.

"Does this mean we can use the quidditch pitch?" asked Ron quickly, eyes wide.

Dumbledore smiled and nodded. "We're leaving as soon as possible, so pack up your things. I'll meet you down in the kitchen."

Havoc broke out in the bedroom as Dumbledore left.

"Ron! That's my bra!"

"Ew! Sorry, Gin!"

Clothes were thrown from one end of the room to another, books exchanged, until, finally, they were done.

"Well," gasped Hermione, her face slightly flushed. "Glad that's done. LAST ONE TO THE KITCHEN IS A ROTTON EGG!" Cried Hermione unexpectedly, dashing from the room. The others followed closely after, but Rosie and Harry kept at a more dignified pace.

"You good at quidditch?" asked Harry suddenly, looking at Rosie expectantly.

Rosie shrugged and looked thoughtful for a moment. "We sometimes used to play quidditch in Silontian. I was always chaser. I dunno if I'm good compared to everyone here, though…" she trailed off.

Harry nodded. "We'll play a game when we get to Hogwarts. You'll love Hogwarts! It's got a lake and there's the Great Hall and all the houses…"

Rosie grinned. "Tell me about the houses! I've heard about Gryffindor and… Slytherin? Yeah… And then there's…" she trailed off, a thoughtful expression on her face and biting her lip.

"Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw. Yeah. I'm in Gryffindor-"

"I know that." Cut in Rosie.

"Gryffindor is supposedly for the 'brave at heart'." Said Harry. "Slytherin is the cunning ones. That's Malfoy's house. He's a complete and utter dick-"

"Language, Potter!" cried Rosie in a mock serious voice.

"Whatever. Ravenclaw is for all the smart ones. And Hufflepuff is for the loyal…"

Rosie nodded. "Slytherin is cunning. Gryffindor is brave. Hufflepuff is loyal. Ravenclaw is smart." She nodded. "Got it."

"Harry…" said Rosie slowly. "I know… I know that we agreed not to tell anyone else about Shadow and Nightmare,"

Harry stopped, looking at her expectantly.

"It's just… well, we won't tell the Order yet, of course… but he's your father, and-"

"You think we should tell Severus?"

"Just him. No one else, and of course we'll take precautions, putting the same secrecy charm on him that we did for the others," Rosie looked at him expectantly. "I just… When he does find out, and he will eventually, I don't want him to think that you didn't tell him because you don't trust him… I don't want to feel responsible for your relationship with him."

Harry studied her for a moment, and then, finally, nodded.

"Not yet, though," he said quietly. "I'm not ready yet."

Rosie smiled. "Thanks,"

Harry smiled back. "C'mon! Can't wait to get to Hogwarts!"

Rosie laughed. "Whatever. Sometimes I wonder whether or not your sixteen." She grinned. "Sometimes you act like a four year old,"

"Harry!" Mrs. Weasley said, emerging from the kitchen. "Hurry up! You go next!"

Harry, nodding, grabbed some floo powder from the bowl.

"Hogwarts!"

But just as he stepped into the flames, a huge blur came barrelling into him, knocking him backwards…

Harry landed on his back in the Entrance Hall. Severus, McGonagall and Tonks, who were all waiting for everyone else, stared at the scene in front of them. Harry, who was now coughing up ash, had a huge tiger lying on his chest.

It seems Lily didn't want to be left on her own.

"Get off you fat lump!" said Harry, pushing the beast of him so he could breath.

Severus put a hand on his shoulder.

"What happened?"

Harry groaned, lying back down against the cool stone floor.

"Lily wanted to come with us," Harry coughed again. "Think she crushed my ribs."

But even as he spoke, there was a strange feeling inside his chest… as if his ribs were twisting back into place, moulding together again…

It's normal. Small things, like stab wounds, broken bones, etc, automatically heal themselves… nothing important.

# Oh yes! # Said Harry sarcastically. # Tiny things! I mean, how on earth could I have thought that stab wounds were a big deal? #

Shut up.

Severus looked concerned. "Maybe you should go to the infirmary…?"

Harry shook his head. "I'm fine. Don't worry,"

"Harry! I'm so sorry! I just saw that blasted tiger crash into you just as you left! Are you okay? I'm so sorry!"

Mrs. Weasley locked him in a bone crushing hug, sending harry reeling back into Severus.

"Mrs. Weasley!" said Harry loudly. "I'm fine!"

Mrs. Weasley broke apart, looking quite flustered. "If your sure… But the tiger has to go!"

Lily ran behind Harry, seeking refuge.

"Can't she stay with Hagrid or something?" asked Harry hopefully. "I mean, Hagrid seems to have a soft spot for large furry things that try to bite peoples head off."

Lily seemed to snort.

"I mean, if Hagrid managed to put up with that giant spider, Aragog, was it? Yeah. Then I'm pretty sure he could look after a tiger. He loved Aragog even after it tried to kill us when we went to see it!" said Ron brightly, but then froze, seeing the looks of horror on the adult's faces.

"Well done, Ron!" said Harry, glaring at him.

Ron hurried to his rescue. "I mean, not that we went into the forest to see it on purpose. It wasn't as if me and harry expected to meet a giant spider-"

"Ron," Harry snapped. "Do us a favour and shut up."

"You mean to say," said Severus silkily. "That you walked into the forest – which I'd like to point out the fact that it is forbidden – and managed to find a giant spider by the name of Aragog?"

"Well, it wasn't a complete accident. I mean, me and Harry meant to follow the spiders-"

"RON!" yelled Harry. "SHUTUP!"

Ron paused again. "Oh… whoops,"

"Love to chat but we were going to have a game of quidditch. Weren't we, Ron?" said Harry icily.

"Yep," said Ron, looking sheepish. "Quidditch. Of course. Must go. Come on, Harry."

And Ron sprinted (literally) to the doorway.

"You -" said Severus, poking Harry in the chest to emphasise his point. "- Have a hell lot of explaining to do."

"Come on!" said Harry, crossing his arms. "It was in second year! You can't exactly punish me three and a half years later!"

"Watch me," said Severus, his eyes narrowed.

"Right," said Harry nervously, breaking eye contact. "Well, quidditch, you know. Got to go."

And he ran off after Ron, every one else following closely after, leaving just Severus and McGonagall in the room.

McGonagall was watching Severus with a small smile. "Are you going to watch them play quidditch?"

After a pause, Severus nodded. "I have to make sure Harry doesn't kill himself."

McGonagall gave him a sly smile. "Oh, so it's Harry now, is it? What happened to Potter?"

Severus gained a slight pink tinge to his cheeks.

McGonagall regarded him. "Congratulations," she said briskly.

Severus blinked, clearly not expecting praise. "On what?"

"On having a son."

Severus' mouth dropped open.

"I-I don't have a son! Don't know what you talking about-"

"Oh don't be so silly. Don't worry, it's not that obvious. Just little subtle differences which only one teaching for years and years would notice."

Severus sighed. "Only Harry, Albus and me knows… and now you," He glared at her. "You can't tell anyone."

"I'm not dumb," she snapped. "And we better hurry. The game is about to start."

And she left.

Harry was playing as seeker, as was Rosie who was playing as seeker for the other team. Charlie and Bill, who both said they'd rather not play this time, were refereeing.

"On my whistle," said Charlie, as he saw Flitwick, McGonagall and Severus all sitting down in the stands.

"One, Two," He blew hard, the shrill sound echoing around the pitch.

Harry and Rosie shot up in the air, watching the scenery around them like hawks.

You do realise, Harry, that it is impossible for us to beat each other.

# I know. That is what's so fun! #

Rosie, smiling, returned to her search.

Harry's team (who had called themselves the Black Hawks) and Rosie's, (The Red Lions) were both head to head. Twenty–twenty.

Harry and Rosie had absently drifted higher and higher. They were now drifting absently through the lower clouds.

"You two, Harry and Rosie! Come down a bit! Your too high!" came Bill's commanding voice.

But then they both saw it.

The snitch, a tiny glint of gold, meters and meters below them. Harry and Rosie, who were both next to each other, went nose-down into a completely vertical dive. They were free falling, picking up more and more speed. They were going to crash into the ground.

"PULL UP!" yelled five voices at once. "YOU'RE GOING TO CRASH!"

But they didn't. Harry, grinning madly, lay flat against his broom. He and Rosie was neck to neck.

They were approaching the ground fast…

"Shit," they both muttered in unison. But a creature pounced toward the snitch…

Harry and Rosie pulled away from the vertical dive at the last minute, leaving a cloud of dust from where they skimmed along the ground.

They looked down. In the middle of the pitch, her tail wagging along the dirt, was Lily, the snitch clasped firmly in her jaws.

"Wait a second!" cried Harry in outrage. "She wasn't even playing! She's not allowed to win! She's a tiger for Christ sake!"

"Well!" said Fred, landing in front of Lily and taking her paw into a hand shake. "Welcome to the Gryffindor team! I do believe you are better than our current seeker!"

As the group made their way back to the castle, the match was being discussed in a heated tone.

"And did you see that dive! The way they were just free falling!"

"Of course I saw it. I was pretty hard to miss."

A hand reached out and pulled Harry into an empty room just off the entrance hall.

"Don't you ever do that to me again!"

It was Severus. He was more pale than usual and the hand clutching Harry's shoulder was shaking.

"Sev? You okay?" asked Harry.

"No! I'm not okay! That was a stupid thing to do! You could have died! Do you have any idea how scared I was?"

Harry stared at him in shock.

In truth, he had no idea that anything was scary.

Severus sat on a nearby desk, his head in his hands.

"I was so worried…"

Harry stepped forward cautiously, placing a hand on Severus' shoulder.

"It was just a dive." Said Harry quietly.

Sev looked up at him and gave a shaky smile. "I have no idea how you are so good at quidditch. I suck at it."

(AN: Everyone seems to make Sev suddenly amazing at quidditch, but he doesn't seem like that sort of person to me. So I did something new!)

Harry smiled. "You know, you are really going to have to get used to me doing dangerous stuff. I seem to attract trouble."

"I know you do. But you must try and stay out of trouble if you want to keep me from having a heart attack."

Harry shook his head. "Impossible."

At Severus' raised eyebrow he continued.

"First year – Philosopher's Stone. Second year – Chamber of Secrets. Third year – finding Sirius and Peter Pettigrew and having a hundred dementors trying to suck out my soul. Fourth year – the tournament, and having Voldemort resurrected. Fifth year – the Department of Mysteries." Said Harry, counting them off on his fingers. "Sounds pretty impossible to me."

Sev laughed and ruffled Harry's hair.

"Ugh!" said Harry, whacking Sev's hand away. "I just got my hair to lie flat! I do not need it messy again!"

Severus looked at him thoughtfully. "Your hair has grown." He said, eyeing the deadly straight silky black hair that reached to Harry's shoulders.

Harry nodded. "It's annoying. Won't stay out of my face."

Severus dug into his pocket and pulled out a strip of black velvet.

"Here," said Severus, walking behind Harry and trying his son's hair into a loose ponytail. "That better?"

Harry smiled and nodded, enjoying the warm presence behind him. "You're a life saver, Sev," he said jokingly, turning around to face Severus again.

He scowled. "Don't call me Sev," he growled.

"Oh," said Harry, taking a feigned look of innocence onto his face. "Do you prefer Sevvie, then?"

His father looked absolutely horrified. "You wouldn't dare," he choked out.

Harry clasped his hands firmly behind his back, still with his perfect innocent puppy-dog face.

"Sevvie or Sev. Your choice, dad."

Severus froze… and then a small smile crept onto his face.

"What?" asked Harry desperately. "What did I say?"

"Called me dad…" whispered Severus.

Harry clapped a hand over his mouth. "Oh, I'm so sorry! I won't call you that if you don't want me to! I'm sorry-"

Severus placed a slender finger over Harry's lips do stop Harry's babbling.

"Dad is fine." He said quietly.

Harry grinned. Outside, if Harry had been watching, he would have noticed his fire element kicking into over drive, and the fact that the clouds in the sky had dissapeared and all that was left was the sun, beaming down on Hogwarts.

Sev took Harry's hand, leading him toward the door. "Come on," he said, as calm as always, but the mad twinkling in his eyes gave away his happiness. "Lets get some food."

Harry followed him into the Great Hall. Everyone was seated at the Head Table, and projected against the far wall was a magnified TV screen, currently playing the Sixth Sense.

"Harry!" cried Ginny from the table. "Turn that bloody thing off! It's so scary!"

"I never knew muggle things could be so cool!" roared George, beaming.

"Ooh! Shhh everyone! This is the best bit!" cried Tonks, clapping her hands together.

As everyone went quiet, a look of feigned horror crossed her face, and she whispered in a haunting tone that carried around the room, "I see dead people."

The twins burst out laughing.

Harry shook his head, but couldn't help smiling at the antics of Tonks and the twins.

"This going to be a long summer."

AN: YAAAAAAYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!! It's done! It's finally done! Please Review! And a big thanks to Destruxion who is my best reviewer ever! And also jeangab057 for continuous reviews for my new chapters!

Oh, and I've got a question for reviewers:

What do you think Rosie should get for her meditation?

Sorry, but I can't think of anything and I'm desperate! Thank you and I'm welcome to any suggestions you may have!