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Part of our Flesh
Chapter 1
A new start

"So, tell me Harry, what are you going to do now?"

"I really don't know. All I knew was that I'm now devoted on raising a happy life for James. I don't want a Harry Potter Junior. I want him to be happy, and really far away from the Dursleys."

"Well, you can always move in with us and our kids. The twins are hanging out with Fred and George too much, even if they're two years-old, but other than that, it's really okay to come live with us." Answered a redhead.

Harry smiled at his kind friends offer, but his smile slowly turned to a sad one. He answered, "I'm sorry, but I don't think I can, Ron and Hermione. If I move in with you and your family, it will make me feel too dependant on the two of you. I'd much rather raise the child on my own, but thank you very much for offering to me."

Hermione answered kindly and smiled. "Harry, we grew up together at Hogwarts as best friends, and we will remain friends until…until something really bad happens."

Harry smiled.

Ron, the redhead, patted his friend on the shoulder encouragingly. "Don't worry mate, we'll always have your back covered."

"Thank you; both of you. I can't believe that I was able to live my first eleven years without you two." Said Harry, "I don't know what I would do without the two of you by my side now."

"Please, don't get all sappy and sloppy now, mate." Said Ron, "Just remember, we're your friends, and we'll always be there for you."

"That's right. Now, to more important things." Said Hermione, "Harry, do you know how to take care of a baby, at all?"

Harry paled. He never thought of that. All he thought of was how his child would look like, and what he would do with him. He never thought about taking care a newborn baby.

"I ..don't know. Is there something really important that I should know?" asked Harry, as he tried to remain calm.

"Unfortunately, yes." Hermione answered. "For new born babies, they have to receive milk from their mother's breast, and I don't think you can do that."

"Well, judging from your face expression, you have no idea what you should do, right?" asked Ron, and then, suddenly blushing a deep crimson.

"Is something wrong, dead?" asked Hermione, but Ron shook his head violently, and he blushed even harder, if it was even possible.

Hermione and her quick sense of thinking, caught on to what Ron was thinking. "Ron! I can't believe you would even think about that! Some friend you are!"

"Hermione, it's not my fault, it's just the way you put it that made me think of it." Said Ron quietly.

Harry looked from Ron to Hermione and back. He's a little confused about the conversation between his friends, but did not bother to ask.

"So, Harry, first thing's first. You have to buy milk, more preferably, Homo milk for Brooklyn." Said Hermione.

"No, it's James." Answered Harry. "His name'sJames, not Brooklyn. I just named him Brooklyn, because this name reminds me of-"

Hermione and Ron looked at Harry sadly, konwing fully why their friend didn't continue the sentence, but they remained silent.

Quickly, changing the subject, Hermione continued her lesson about whatis requiredfor Brooklyn, no, James- to be more specific.

"Well, milk is something that James definitely needs. And now, more importantly you need to buy, diapers!" said Hermione with a smile.

"Diapers?" cried Harry, "I don't know how to use one…and more less, I don't know how to even put one on!"

Hermione sighed and shook her head. "See, I told you. you should have came over and babysat the twins, then, you'd know how to take care of James, but no. You just had to say, 'Sorry, 'Mione, but I'm too busy right now. How about next time?' It was always next time, and now, it's your punishment for not learning it when you had the chance!"

"I know, and now, I feel bad for not coming." Said Harry defensively. "But, I know you very well, Hermione. I know that you are going to help me take care of James, and fulfill your duty as a godmother."

"Well, it's not everyday you get to hang out with kids that doesn't had red hair." Said Hermione jokingly.

"Hey! I like my hair!" cried Ron.

"Okay, now, we need to buy some clothes for James…wait! We can donate some to you!" said Hermione.

"No!" Ron and Harry cried at the same time.

"Why not? They didn't do anything that bad to it, besides always spilling milk and other food on it." Said Hermione, a little disappointed.

"I'm not saying that I don't like the idea, but, like you said before, the twins hang out with Fred and George a lot, and you don't know what they did to their clothing, and I certainly don't want to find out on my baby." Explained Harry, "But when you were pregnant, you often took Ron and I shopping for baby clothes. You can help me find the right baby shirts and trousers for James. Wouldn't you like that?"

"Did you just mention, shopping?" asked Hermione.

"Yeah, why?"

"Because, while we're at it, where going to buy some more clothes for you. Right now, you look horrible with those clothes of yours." Said Hermione, "And don't worry, I'm not going to make you buy something embarrassing."

Ron leaned in closer to Harry and whispered, "I wouldn't trust on that, but hey, she's an expert, and you'll like her opinions."

Hermione shot a glare at Ron, but continued to talk, "So Harry, what do you think?"

"It seems like a nice little plan, but too bad I can't leave this bed for another couple of days. Remus is trying to keep me safe in this room for a while. He said that James to need to be looked after for a little longer. He seems to find itamusing tolook after an eighteen year-old boy." Said Harry, smiling as he remember what Remus said to him the previous night.

"I have to agree with Remus, it's better to keep you here, and then let you wander around home. When I just gave birth to Mitchell and Jonathan, Ron and Mrs. Wealsey kept me in the hospital for an entire week, complaining that with my body so weak, I'm going catch a deadly disease that's going to kill me. As if! I'm was a strong girl, and I will forever remain strong." Said Hermione.

"That makes me feel so much better." Said Harry.

"So, you are going to name the cute angel Brooklyn James Benjamin Potter or-" asked Ron.

"Potter." Said Harry quickly, "His name is going to be Brooklyn James Benjamin Potter. That will be my sweetheart's name."

"Mr. Potter junior, huh? Cute." Said Ron, smiling.

"Brooklyn James Benjamin Potter, rather known as James Potter, and his birthday is May 2nd." Said Hermione as she listed James' profile.

"Yeah, he's my child and now, I will spend my life with, and I will never be alone again." Harry said smiling.

"It's good to see you smiling and about, but I think you're not eating you food." Said Hermione sternly, "You look too skinny after giving birth, so Ron and I made you some homemade food. It's really good."

"It's from my mum's recipe, so don't worry. We followed every instruction from the book." Said Ron. "And I think it's really good too. Now, you don't have to eat the stuff that they serve you that the doctors call food."

Author's note…

Whoa, what a chapter. I'm so happy that people reviewed my first chapter. Thank you so much-again! Anyway, how was this one?WAs it full of grammar mistakes? I was kinda in a rush when I wrote it (I had to practice piano… )

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