I just finished the book before I started to write. I had to mourn for a couple of days. I was not expecting that to happen.

Chapter 15 Eric and Olivia's Problems

Harry kept himself calm as he entered the room.

Ginny's face was completely red. "Harry," she said extending her arm to him.

"I'm here, honey." Harry said trying to calm her down. "Everything is going to be alright."

"The baby is almost ready." Madam Venna said. "When I tell you to push, push really hard. I think this one is anxious to find out what the outside is like."

Ginny nodded she was near exhaustion. Harry leaned down and kissed her. She did not look that bad when she was giving birth to Christine Lily. Harry thought of something fast. "Do you remember what I did for your birthday, right after you got out of school?" Harry said trying to distract her from the pain.

"I remember." Ginny said after a moment of heavy breathing. "You got a temporary tattoo of a Hungarian Horntail on your chest."

"Yes," Harry said. "I still remember the look of awe in your face." He tried to make himself laugh.

"I could not believe you did that." Ginny said. "But it was funny after Ron accidentally saw it."

"We are ready." Madam Venna said. "Ginny push."

Ginny pushed with all her might. Harry felt his hand being squeezed to the point of no circulation.

"Push again. We have a head."

Ginny tried with everything that she had.

"It's a boy." Madam Venna said.

Harry felt relieved by the small statement.

"Why isn't he crying?" Ginny asked fearfully.

"I just need to clean him up a bit." Madam Venna said calmly. "There you go." Madam Venna said over the baby.

Harry held onto Ginny who was crying very heavily. "What's wrong?" She kept saying. Harry did not know what to say.

They were then interrupted by the sound of crying.

"He will be alright." Madam Venna said bringing the baby over. "He will need a check up in a couple of weeks, if he doesn't show anything before hand." She placed the baby gently in Ginny's arms.

"Hi there." Ginny said looking at her son. "I'm your mummy. You are so adorable."

"He is handsome." Harry said looking at his son. "You said you wanted to wait now before naming him. I am sure there is a quill that is waiting."

"Sirius." Ginny suggested. "He almost has the same look about him."

"Albus." Harry said stroking the babies head.

"Sirius Albus Potter." Ginny finished.

"The quill has a name to write now." Harry agreed. "Are you feeling alright?"

"Just tired." Ginny answered. "I'll be fine."

"Let's wait a moment before we let the family." Harry said taking Sirius so Ginny's arms could rest. "He has a little hair, more brown than red. But I think he takes after me. He's got my nose and ears."

"Yes," Ginny said. "I do think he takes after you a bit."

They just stayed together for a moment talking with the little one.

"I think we better one the door. The Weasleys might break it down any moment now. I'm ready for them."

Harry changed the position of the babies his arms and stepped outside. He stood at the top of the steps and held Sirius for all to see. "It's a boy." Harry said to the crowd below. "Sirius Albus Potter."

The family formed a line heading upstairs to see the new edition a little closer. Everyone noted the similarities between Harry and his son.

The family did not stay long. The birth had worn Ginny out and she needed rest.

Harry stayed up all night with Sirius. He felt the same happiness that he had when Christine Lily was born. He wondered when Sirius would first show signs of magic. Wondering what house he would be put in at Hogwarts. Hoping that he would grow up happy and strong.

Eric finally woke up on the first of November. The Halloween party in the Great Hall could have only been referred to as legendary. Professor McGonagal even seemed to enjoy herself through it.

The reason that Eric had woken up was the fact that an owl was slightly peeking at his face. "Morning Hedwig." Eric said. "You could have waited until breakfast." Eric looked at the wrist watch hanging off his bed. "Okay you could have waited until lunch." Eric untied the letter and read it.

Eric –

You have a new cousin.

We named him Sirius.

Born on Halloween night.

You're Uncle Harry

Eric looked at the picture that was of his Aunt Ginny holding what almost looked like a doll. Sirius Potter was written underneath. Having a unique sense of preservation when it came to photographs, Eric put the picture in his photo book immediately.

He quickly dressed and headed downstairs to the Common Room. Taking the photo book with him.

Sitting together on one of the sofas was Christine Lily and the twins. They were looking at the picture of Christine Lily's new brother.

The only other one there was Olivia, reading the Daily Prophet.

Eric took a seat next to her. "Hi," Eric said.

"Good morning," Olivia said. "I heard your aunt had a baby."

"They named him Sirius." Eric opened the book to the page he had put the new picture on.

"He's so tiny." Olivia said looking at him. "What does his dad look like?"

"Here," Eric said turning the page to a picture of his Uncle Harry. "That's him."

"He definitely takes after his father." Olivia said comparing the two.

Eric leaned in further. Olivia still had that perfume on. Eric sat for a moment enjoying the nice smell.

Olivia turned the page of the album. "Is this your parent's wedding?"

"Yes." Eric said pointing out who each person was in the photograph. "And that is me."

"How old were you?" Olivia asked.

"About a month and a half." Eric answered.

Olivia looked down at the picture. "I guess they decided to wait."

"No," Eric said. "My mum went missing about two years before they got married. I was kind of a surprise gift for my dad."

"I remember Mum and Dad saying something about the famous trio." Olivia said. "Mum says that Dad likes to keep up with Harry. Even though they have given up hope of him joining the team. How did she go missing anyway? Seems odd for a witch with her reputation."

Eric took a breath. He trusted Olivia. "An old supporter of the dark lord wanted to take revenge against Uncle Harry and my mum and dad. He set up my mum and kidnapped her. They gave her a potion to erase her memory. The potion didn't affect me at all. I knew my family and I just sort of looked for him. The entire family was looking for us. When I saw Penny she saw my mum."

"Wow." Olivia said. "That must have been really heard on her and you."

"She's really strong." Eric said. "She raised me by herself until we were found."

"You're family seems really close." Olivia said.

"Yes they are great." Eric leaned in a little further. He wondered how she would react if he kissed her right there. The only problem was that he would not want to hurt their friendship.

There was a loud interruption coming down the stairs. A group of second and third years had started coming down the stairs. Apparently everyone was waking up.

"Thanks for showing me the pictures." Olivia said getting up and heading out the portrait hole.

Eric felt like punching himself.

"Eric and Olivia sitting in a tree. K I S S I N G." Christine Lily and the twins started to sing before darting up the stairs to the girls' dormitory.

Scolding after them as they ran to safety. Eric decided to see if he could get some lunch. He could use something in his stomach.

The Great Hall was pretty much empty. Only a few people from each house. The house elves were probably told that there would be late risers and still had a few breakfast foods on the table.

Eric grabbed some toast and marmalade and began eating. He would have to figure out a way to ask Olivia out. He couldn't beat around it anymore. There was one more Hogsmeade trip before Christmas. Now, about asking? Maybe he could send a letter to his Aunt Ginny.

Nobody else seemed to show up for breakfast. Eric decided to get his broom and head out to practice early. The air was nice and cool. Eric put on his gloves and set to the air. He ran a few laps around to clear his head from Olivia.

After he had finished the third lap he saw the team heading his way. When they arrived they all started practice.

It wasn't until a week later that Eric finally got the nerve to ask his mum for advice on how to talk with her. Eric and his mum had a unique relationship. He felt comfortable telling her something like that.

His mum had sent a reply message almost immediately.

Start talking with her and then

say you have something

important to tell her.

Then tell her how you feel.

Eric looked at the letter. Easier said then done.

That weekend was the game of Slytherin against Ravenclaw. Olivia would be watching the game to see for any tactics that they were using. Eric had agreed to keep her company. The rest of the team would be doing what ever they wanted.

Olivia watched very attentively. She was neither applauding nor booing either team. Eric figured after the first three Quaffles scored that there was no point in asking her then. She was entranced.

After the game, that seemed to be almost a record for time at Hogwarts, they headed for dinner. Eric looked for Michael and Shawn to talk about the game.

Christmas was coming and the last trip to Hogsmeade. It would be the best time for him to get a present for his cousins and the twins. It would also provide a means for Eric to ask Olivia out again.

At the end of class the day before the trip, Eric decided now or never. He headed towards the Gryffindor Tower remembering the conversation he had planned.

In the common room he saw most of the older Gryffindors talking over a copy of the Evening Prophet.

Michael was the first one to approach Eric. "It just came in the paper. United just got the suspension suspended and one of the promoters was arrested."

"Does Olivia know?" Eric asked. They had been making sure she did not see the story.

"Somebody blabbed to her." Michael answered. "She skipped Ancient Runes."

Eric left trying to think about where he could find her. His first place would be the library and the room of requirement. Eric had told Olivia about that and showed it to her last year.

Behind the stakes he found Olivia sitting on the floor.

"Hello," Eric said calmly sitting down. "I am sorry about what happened."

Olivia did not say anything.

"If you want to talk, you know I'll listen."

"My Dad just wrote me." Olivia said after a moment. "He told me that the investigation wouldn't find anything. He also said that he would need time to support his fellow team mates."

"Okay." Eric said. He wasn't too sure what he was supposed to say.

"We were going to have a family dinner this Christmas. Dad says this year he wouldn't have the time."

Eric had to bite his tongue right then. Ever since their first year Olivia had stayed at the castle during Christmas. Eric always went home while Olivia said she needed time to study.

"Come home with me." Eric said. "My parents wouldn't mind having you. There's plenty of room."

"I couldn't. . ." Olivia said.

"Just tell your Dad that you are going to be with Harry Potter. He will probably tell you to get on the train."

"I wouldn't want to put you to any trouble." Olivia said wiping a tear from her eye.

"You know the size of my family. You think one more would make any difference?"

"No thanks." Olivia said getting up

"Just because your dad has been a jerk." Eric began.

"He's not a jerk!" Olivia said getting up and heading out.

Idiot. Eric thought getting up. He could not believe he said something so stupid. It was true though. Last year Olivia said she was going home for Christmas and at the last minute she said that she had changed her mind. Eric was able to tell she was lying. When asked about her summer all Olivia talked about was the parties that were held by her father. She never said anything about her and her father or her mother doing anything together. He wondered if they actually spent time together like his parents always did.

Shawn and Michael were in the dormitory when Eric came back. They told him that Olivia had run upstairs to the girls' dormitory and had not come back down.

Eric was stumped.