OH MY GOD!

Chapter 3

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"Are you hungry?" he asked the child.

Izzy nodded quickly and blushed shyly afterwards.

"Alright. Let'sget somehamburgers then. It's not the best food but it will do for now."

"I like hamburgers," said Izzy.

Harry smiled kindly.

"That's good."

Harry watched Izzy eat hungrily. But he ate quite nice for being only almost four years old and for having lived in the streets. He decided to not tell Izzy about the magical world yet. Maybe he would tomorrow. Sooner or later he had to anyway. He had to take Izzy with him to school and if he wasn't allowed... well fuck it! He'd drop out of school in that case. He would never abandon Izzy. That wouldbe crueler than to just have walked by the child when he had first seen him all alonein the street.

He looked up and saw a blond girl with brown eyes entering the burger shop. She was quite hot, very pretty.

Izzy smiled to her and she smiled back. When she did that Izzy waved. She smiled broader and came over to their table. She didn't seem to be one of the shy types.

"Hello," she said.

"Hi," both Harry and Izzy said.

"Would you like to sit with us?" Izzy asked her excited.

"Oh if your... brother allows it?" she said and looked at Harry to get his permision.

Harry raised an eyebrow.

"You may sit with us but I'm not his brother," he said. She seemed surprised but smiled non the less.

"Oh. Friends?" she asked curiously.

"I'm his dad," Harry said. Was that really so hard to believe? he wondered when she stared. He looked at her pointingly.

She blushed.

"Oh sorry. What's your name?" she asked and changed the topic.

"I'm Harry and that's Izzy."

"Nice to meet you. I'm Amy Moore."

"Alright, please have a seat," he said and pointed at the chair across from him.

Amy ordered her food and sat down with them.

"Do you live around here?" he asked her.

"Yes. I'm living on my own. Both mum and dad are lawyers and they travel a lot. I got tired of that life andtherefore I got a little flat of my own."

"I see. How old are you?"

"I'm 16. You?"

"I'm 16 as well."

"Oh... You look a bit older." She turned to Izzy to include him in the conversation. "And how old are you?" she asked Izzy.

"I'm three but I'll be four soon, in a couple of days. Harry said wecould go out and eat then. Would you like to come too?"

She looked at Harry questioningly.

"I'm sure we can agree on something."

"I'd love to be with you and celebrate your birthday," she tolf Izzy. Apparently she had no problems with having only just met them.

Harry needed to talk to Amy in private.

"Izzy, why don't you go and play with the balls and such in the fun corner? I'll wait here," he said.

"Alright!" Izzy ran over to the corner.

Harry smiled. Then he turned to Amy and turned serious.

"All right. I know you have questions to ask. Go on, ask me," he said.

"Erm, who's Izzy's mother?"

"I don't know."

"But..."

"I adopted him. I said I was 21 and changed the papers. I really like the kid."

"Oh... that was a very nicet hing to do...and I know what you mean, he's wonderful," she said and glanced over at Izzy who was currently busy playing around with some coloured balls.

They began to talk about themselves. It turned out that Amy was a very interesting person. She came from USA but she'd been moving around in Europe until she refused to move ever again and her parents bought her the flat. Then it turned out that she was a witch!

"No fucking kidding?" he breathed.

"I know it sound stupid but-"

"I'm a wizard," he said and cut her of.

"Oh... OH!" she said when she realised what he had actually said.

"How ironic that we're both magical. But don't tell Izzy. I haven't explained it to him yet."

"I won't tell him.However, you never told me your lastname," she said and looked at him searchingly.

"It's... Potter," he said.

She gasped.

"Oh my god! You're so hot!" she said. Then she put a hand over her mouth and her eyes went wide. Her cheeks turned pink.

Harry threw his head backwards and laughed heartedly.

"It's not funny!" she exclaimed mortified by her response to his name.

"Oh yes it is!" he said and smiled widely.

"It's not! I mean I've seen pictures of you in the papers and here you are alive and spiffing and look nothing alike!"

"The papers are shit. Not a single thing they've ever written about me is true!" he said heatedly.

"I never thought they were, honestly!I don't know why but I've always got a feeling that they didn't give you a fair portrait."

"Harry, can we sleep now? I'm tired!" Izzy interrupted.

"Oh alright. Sure. We'll meet you here the 21:st, Amy."

"I'll be here," she promised.

In the end he had to carry Izzy. Izzy fell asleep on his shoulder. He was greatful for that since then he didn't have to explain about the knight bus they took home to Privet Drive.

He carried Izzy to bed and changed him into a soft PJ. He tucked him in and kissed his forehead. Izzy had an arm around his stuffed Dragon and he looked so sweet.

He transfigured another bed to himself. He fell asleep almost instantly.

He awoke the next morning feeling like he was lying in a cot on a boat.

After a while he realised that it was Izzy that happily bounched up and down in his bed.

"Izzy! What are you doing? It's far to early!" he groaned tiredly.

"I need to pee!" Izzy said straight to the point.

"Go and do it then!" he said irritated.

Izzy fell on his knees and pinched him in the arm.

"I don't know where it is! Follow me!" he begged sweetly.

"Jesus Christ help me!" he groaned. "All right. I'm up!" he said and stood up. He found that Izzy was close attatched to his chest and dingled from his neck. Harrycarriedhim.

He looked at the clock. 06.00!

"Remember to teach him howto sleep late," he murmured. HecarriedIzzy the bathroom and let him down.

"Thanks. Can I call you dad? I know you don't call people that but I mean it and I love you, so please, please, please?" Izzy said with a sweet voice´full of excitement.

Harry was stunned at first. he didn't exactly know how to respond to that but he gave it a try.

"I, er, of course you can! May I call you my son?"

Izzy grinned and nodded before he went to do his business. That went smooth, Harry thought.

He decided to play with Izzy and his new toys until breakfast.

"Let's go down to breakfast," said Harry when Petunia announced it.

Izzy hide behind him when they entered the kitchen.

Harry lifted him up in a chair.

"Who's that?" said Dudley.

"This is Izzy Potter, he's my son," he said calmly.

"Your son?" said Vernon.

"Yes, do you have a problem with it?" he snarled and went into a defence mood at once. He'd be damned if the Dursleyes ever hurt his son!

Vernon shook his head.

"Good. And treat him kindly or else..." he let it unsaid. The Dursleys got it anyway.

After breakfast he explained about the magical world to Izzy. He could tell Izzy was fascinated. He knew he'd be. It was a wholedifferent world after all. It must be even more exciting for small children that it was for a11 years old, and he remembered he'd never been more excited in his life when he'd been told by Hagrid that he was a wizard. Even throught he didn't believe it at first. izzy however clung to every world he said and believed him whole heartedly. It was touching how innocent Izzy seemed at those times.

"But dad, what about me? Am I magical?" he asked.

"I don't know. I guess time will tell," he said. He didn't want to disappoint Izzy but neither did he want to give him false hope. Hedid, however, not believe Izzy was a wizard.But for both their sakes he whished he was wrong.

Harry was lucky; he didn't have a visit for a several days. Instead him and Izzy had fun together without anyone finding out about his son.

"Happy fourth birthday son!" Harry woke Izzy up with cake and presents.

Izzy was thrilled. Harry gave him a black puppy. He had carefully checked that it wasn't a human animagus.

"Thank you so much dad!"Izzy shrieked and hugged the puppy close.

"What are you going to call him?" Harry asked with a laugh.

"I think..." Izzy had a look of consentration when he thought. "Rius!" he exclaimed.

Almost Sirius, Harry thought with a stab of hurt in his chest.tThen hesmiled.

"That's an excellent name Iz," he said.

In the evening puppy, child andHarry went to London. They had a meeting with Amy to attent to.

"Congratualtions honey!" said Amy and hugged Izzy as soon as she saw them.

She was very open and out-going. She was also selfconfident.

"Look what dad gave me! A dog! I call him Rius!" said Izzy proudly when he showed Rius.

"It's a beautiful little fella!" she said and scratched Rius's ears.

In the end of it all Harry and Amy ended up as a couple. Izzy insistedupon callingAmy "mum."

"So honey, are you going to Hogwarts?" Harry asked her.

"I'm actually one year ahead so I'll take this year off," she said.

"Cool. I wish I could do that too."

"You can't. You're the famous Potter!" she teased.

Harry kissed her.

"And you'll be known as Amy Moore, Potter's Gf!"

"People will think we've got Izzy together," she said.

"Let them," Harry murmured in her ear.

They were in Amy's cosy appartment and Izzy was asleep.

"Everything is happening so fast! But I like it," she said.

"So do I. Care to take it further?" he asked playfully and began to open up her pants.

"Izzy is in the other room!" sheprotested.

"He won't wake. Trust me, he'll sleep through everything. Some Oh, ah and panting won't wake him."

Amy giggled.

"Alright. Let's do it!"