Chapter 2
The First of Some
Harry dreamt: He was in a sitting room. It was a beautiful and comfortable sitting room. On the wall were pictures and portraits of dark haired men.
A deafening sound was filling Harry's ears. He was sitting in a big armchair with upholstery of flannel. He had a cup of tea and was sipping on it slowly. This dream was remarkably realistic. In fact, it was as realistic as if he had actually been sitting there. To his left was a crib. In it was a dark haired baby that was crying. That was what was deafening him.
He got up and pulled the baby out and patted it on the back. A door opened to his right.
"Oh thanks, Ember." Said a red haired woman with dark green eyes.
Ember? Who's Ember? Thought Harry.
"Oh it's no problem, Lily." He said
"Sorry, It was James. He just called to say he was going to be a bit late."
"Oh, Ok."
"So where was I? Ah, well as I was saying, James just got promoted. That's why he's late. I always knew he would be great at what he did."
"Ha! I never expected him to get a job with his big head."
"Well, he mellowed out, you know that."
"Yeah."
"Do you want more tea? Maybe a muffin?"
"Oh no I'm fine. Listen, the reason I dropped by was to say, Derrick and I are getting married!"
"Oh! Oh my goodness! Really?"
"Yeah and I want you to be my Maid of Honor."
"Oh, I'm so excited! When is it?"
"We haven't decided yet. Sometime in July we're thinking."
"In July? Maybe around Harry's birthday?"
Harry woke up. What kind of a dream was he just having?
Ginny was already awake. He could hear pots and pans clinking in the kitchen. He had no desire to sleep anymore as he wasn't tired.
He got up and surprised Ginny. "What are you doing up already?" She asked him.
"Unsettling dreams."
"Would you fancy some bacon?"
"Thanks, Gin."
"You said you were having bad dreams?"
"Not bad…just weird."
"What's weird about them?"
"Well, they're the first dreams I've had that I haven't been in them. They were someone else's point of view. I think her name was Ember."
"It was a her then? Harry is there something you aren't telling me?"
Harry laughed. "No. But honestly, I actually was in the dream, I just wasn't me."
"What were you in the dream?"
"I was a baby. And my mum was there. And my dad was late coming home from work."
"Harry…how do you know all this?"
"I- I dunno. It was just what was in the dream. The lady I was, was getting married to some guy named Derrick."
"Harry, you're starting to creep me out."
"Don't think it isn't creeping me out too. It's scary. It was so real."
Ginny set his bacon in front of him. "Thanks," he murmured. He munched on his bacon for a bit. It was good bacon. Ginny had a knack for cooking just like her mother. Harry stared round the room.
He had bought this house the month after he had married Ginny. It was in London, four blocks away from the Leaky Cauldron. Buying school supplies for his child was going to be a snap. The house had 2 bedrooms, one they used for storage. They would have to build an addition when the baby came along. It had 2 bathrooms, one upstairs and one upstairs, with a sitting room downstairs. The kitchen was upstairs. And of course a balcony upstairs.
"Well, Harry, I gotta go to work," said Ginny, "is there anything else you want before I go?"
"Oh that's Ok, Gin. I'll fix something up for myself before I go."
"Alright, well, I love you."
"Love you too."
They kissed and then Ginny apparated to work.
Harry again threw a record on again. He liked this song he sang along as his eggs and bacon cooked:
I have climbed the highest mountains
I have run through the fields
Only to be with you
Only to be with you.
I have run, I have crawled
I have scaled these city walls
These city walls
Only to be with you.
But I still haven't found
What I'm looking for.
But I still haven't found
What I'm looking for.
I have kissed honey lips
Felt the healing in her finger tips
It burned like fire
(I was) burning inside her.
I have spoke with the tongue of angels
I have held the hand of a devil
It was warm in the night
I was cold as a stone.
But I still haven't found
What I'm looking for.
But I still haven't found
What I'm looking for.
I believe in the Kingdom Come
Then all the colours will bleed into one
Bleed into one.
But yes, I'm still running.
You broke the bonds
And you loosed the chains
Carried the cross of my shame
Oh my shame, you know I believe it.
But I still haven't found
What I'm looking for.
But I still haven't found
What I'm looking for.
But I still haven't found
What I'm looking for.
But I still haven't found
What I'm looking for.
Harry grabbed his eggs and bacon and ate them slowly. This song was so true to his life. He then apparated to work for how many times, he didn't know. He had gotten used to that feeling of manipulation now. He remembered when he first felt it. This made him sad. He headed towards his office and spotted Mr. Weasly on his way.
"Harry!" He said, "how are you."
"I'm Ok. I've got some news. Ginny and I are pregnant."
"Are you really? That's wonderful Harry, wonderful. Are you excited?"
"Very."
"Have you asked anyone to be the godfather yet?"
The words struck Harry. He hadn't thought about a godfather. The thought never crossed him.
"Er...no, I hadn't even thought about that."
"Just remember Harry, a godfather is a sacred thing in the Wizarding world. Choose your godfather carefully."
"Of course. Thanks, Dad."
Mr. Weasly smiled at him. It felt good to call Mr. Weasly "Dad" it was something he had never had before, something he had longed for.
"So Harry. I heard that Abercrombie escaped again."
"Yeah, I know I shouldn't be, but I am excited."
"Ah, don't worry no one will hold it against you. You're a new breed of auror. You'll get him sooner or later."
"Thanks a load. It's good to hear it from an experienced person."
"What do you mean experienced?"
"Well with all those raids and searching for guys. I'm sure you've felt what I'm feeling."
"Thanks, Harry. It makes it all worthwile to hear praise from someone like you."
"Any time. I, er, gotta get to work now."
"Oh, right, of course you do. Well, I'll see you soon, Harry."
"You too, Dad."
With that Harry left Mr. Weasly and headed towards his office. "Wotcher, Harry."
"Hey, Tonks."
"Abercrombie was spotted around Wales."
"Wales? Is he leaving the country?"
"I don't think so, I think he's probably going into hiding."
"Did you send a search team out there?"
"Naturally. They're still searching. Don't worry we'll get him pretty quick here. If they find him, this can be your first solo job. Just infiltration of the building or area he's in. You've handled worse guys than him."
Harry grinned. He had after all. At lunchtime, Harry decided to go eat lunch with Hermione. She was apparently feeling lonely and she could use some company. So he headed for the Quidditch department.
"Hermione?" He said, walking into her office.
"Harry? Oh, Harry. How's things?"
"Good, you know..."
"Harry, I've got a present for you. For helping me out yesterday."
She reached into her book bag and pulled out 2 slips of paper.
"They're tickets Harry. Tickets to the Quidditch World Cup."
"Really? Oh, man, thanks, Hermione." He walked over and gave her a big hug. "You're the best."
"It was the least I could do, you know. You've always been there for me. Even when the goings got incredibly rough for you."
"You're worthy of anything, Hermione. You're the best sister-in-law and friend anyone could ask for."
"Well, I can't deny that it was easy to get. The Cannons are going to be there and I have ten free tickets."
"Wow, that's great. So you and Ron are going?"
"Naturally. When Ron heard about it, he nearly fell over in his chair. But you and Ginny have to come with us. It'll be a great time."
"Of course. Who are you going to give the other tickets to?"
"Well, I was thinking, probably the rest of the Weaslys and maybe my mum and dad."
"Good plan." They sat down and ate lunch and talked about what Hermione had been doing the past couple of weeks.
Harry went to sleep that night with a clear and happy mind.
