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It has been almost a year since the war had finally ended and Voldemort was defeated. Harry had start Auror training a few months ago and it was brutal. Harry came back from his Auror training one day and crashed tiredly on the couch in the library. The once black and depressing walls were now a light beige colour, making the room seem bright and cheerful, nothing like he had felt since living here. All the dark artifacts were removed from the premises and Mrs Weasley and Ginny did their best to spruce up the house, and that house was Grimmauld place. The house of his late godfather.
It was hard to move in here, but he managed with the others by his side, but now... now he was alone. Hermione had returned to Hogwarts for her last year in September. He saw Ron at training, but he lived at the burrow. His mum didn't want to let go of any of her children just yet. Understandable, since Fred is still recovering from the wall after almost losing his life.

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Professor Lupin, Remus, was gone. Harry still couldn't wrap his head around it, that his mentor had perished at the final battle alongside his wife, leaving a baby behind. Teddy had lived with Andromeda for a month or three, but it was getting too hard for her. Not only physically but also emotionally, after the loss of her husband and child, who could blame her. That's when Teddy moved in. A baby, then about four months old had moved in with an eighteen-year-old. Sounds crazy, right? Harry himself knew just how crazy it sounded but it was the last wish of Remus and Tonks, and he couldn't ignore it. So, yeah, Harry lived alone with a baby of now a year old in a large house, that didn't feel like home. He was extremely happy with the help of Molly and Andy, but still... this was one of the hardest things he had to do... even harder than killing off old Voldy-warts.

Just as he was about to drift off to sleep, the fire roared in front of him. Andromeda stepped out of his fireplace as she carried a sleeping Teddy in her arms.

"Don't get up, Harry." She whispered. "I'll put him in his crib, you rest."

"Thanks, Andy." He smiled tired as he watched the pair walk out the door. From the moment Teddy moved in, things had changed. His relationship with Ginny was strained from the beginning, trying to reconnect after a year of being away from each other. But when Harry decided to take in Teddy and adopt him, it was over. Ginny didn't want to be a mum at seventeen, she wanted to be free, go play professional quidditch and didn't want to care for an infant. But seeing as they didn't seem to reconnect before Teddy, Harry didn't try to convince her and chose for the little boy who had lost his parents. Andy and Molly cared for Teddy the days he had training, they agreed to switch every other day and pick him up and drop him off at Harry's.

Was it hard? Yes. Was it rewarding? Absolutely. Every time the little boy smiled or tried to say something his heart melted even more. He needed to do this for Remus, for Tonks. He needed to make sure he had a happy home with people who loved him.

Harry didn't even realise that he had fallen asleep on the couch until someone nudged him awake.

"Harry? I made dinner, it's in the kitchen." Andy smiled as she hovered over him.

"You didn't -" Harry started, rubbing the sleep from his eyes, adjusting his glasses.

"I know." She cut him off. "I wanted to. Eat some dinner and go to bed. Teddy shouldn't wake until morning." She kissed the top of his head. "You're doing great. Goodnight, Harry."

"Night, Andy." He said as she disappeared in green flames. He pushed himself up and walked over to the kitchen. That too, had changed drastically. You wouldn't have recognised it if you put the two next to each other. The whole kitchen was redone. The old dark cabinets and tables were replaced by white rustic ones. It looked like one of the kitchens you saw in a muggle magazine.

He ate the sausage and carrot-mashed potatoes in silence, rinsing the dishes the muggle way before heading upstairs. Teddy's room was just across from his and just like every night, he snuck inside to watch him sleep peacefully. The purple head of hair almost glowed in the dark room. Harry stepped closer to the crib with a little smile on his lips.
Teddy was hugging a little stuffed dog tightly to his chest as he slept, a miniature Padfoot. He draped the blanket a little higher to cover his arms and he watched the little boy for about ten minutes before he set the alarm, just in case, and headed to his room.

After a quick change into his pyjama's, and brushing his teeth without even trying, he dropped on his bed and covered himself quickly with the thick blankets that laid on his bed.
He slept in Sirius's old room. It still had some of his Hogwarts things stuck on the wall, like a Gryffindor scarf and buttons. And even if Harry could remove them, he wouldn't, it reminded him of Sirius, of who he was.

He had hung a photo of him and Sirius on the wall. And every night before he went to sleep, he looked over to it, talking to him in his head, always hoping he would answer one day, but he never did. He fell asleep that night, not thinking about how lonely he really was for the first time in weeks, just because the training took everything it had from him. When morning came, the feeling returned. Even with the baby with purple hair on his lap, who he bounced up and down giggling as he made funny faces at him. Even when he saw Ron at training a few hours later, even when Molly invited him to stay for dinner after he went to pick up Teddy early. Even then.

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Harry was sitting at the kitchen table at the burrow, pushing his potatoes from one side to another. Fred, still stuck in a wheelchair had Teddy on his lap and preformed wandless magic for the little boy. Harry had a soft smile on his lips as the boy squealed in delight. Ron was inhaling his food, rather than eating it, and Mrs Weasley looked at him with a scowl. George was talking about the shop to Percy and Bill. Everyone was here except Charlie, who was back in Romania and Ginny and Hermione who were at Hogwarts. They did have special privileges to come back home during the weekend, but they came only once a month or even less. Harry just stuck a potato on his fork and held it at eyesight to examine it when a distinctive pop was heard. Everyone in the room tensed for a moment, the memories of the war still fresh in everyone's mind.

"The wards are still up." Bill said, his shoulders relaxing.

"Only someone who's queued in can apparate on the grounds." Arthur explained. Still, everyone craned their necks trying to see out the window, even little Teddy looked at the kitchen door.

Then the door flew open and bounced against the kitchen counter with a bang. A young woman about Harry's age stepped inside the kitchen going over a bunch of messy papers, not looking up. Murmuring to herself as she flipped through the discarded pile. Oh, Merlin, if Hermione would see the mess of papers in her hands, she would faint . Harry thought to himself with a chuckle. She had dark blond hair, part of it was tied up in a bun, her wand tucked in there, while the rest hung freely over her shoulders. She had round deep blue eyes and a dimple in her left cheek. Harry thought she was beautiful. But who was she?

"Raids! Four of them." She grumbled. "I swear if I catch Devinius one more time." She pursed her lips and looked up. Her round eyes went even larger as she saw the group at the table, and a shy smile tugged on her lips. "Oh, hi."

"Bye-bye." Teddy brabbled as he blew bubbles with his mouth.

The girl's eyes melted at the sight of the purple haired boy, her smile getting wide. Her focus was only on the baby, while the rest still looked at her confused, except... Arthur cleared his throat.

"Oh, right, sorry." She said impishly. "What... What day is it?" She asked confused looking over the table and to her watch. When no one answered and her watch failed her, she rummaged through her papers. "Shit, sorry it's Sunday. I'll find you tomorrow, Arthur." Her eyes adorably confused. "See you."

"Wait." Arthur smiled kindly. "Why don't you stay for lunch."

"Oh, no." She shook her head frantically and Harry sadenned at the thought of her leaving. "I have so much work."

"It's Sunday. Do it tomorrow." Arthur stood up and took the papers out of the bewildered girl's hands. "Sit." He gently pushed her shoulders until she sat down on the other side of the table, right in Harry's eyesight.

"I thought it was weird the ministry was so empty." She frowned with slightly pursed lips as she looked from the table to Arthur. "I don't want to impose."

"You're not imposing, dear." Molly smiled and already put a plate of food in front of her.

"Are you Arthur's new assistant?" Bill asked.

"Yes, started about two, three months ago."

"She's not just an assistant, she helps me out in the field too. Couldn't have handled everything without her there after Louisa retired."

She smiled shyly again as she looked at the table with a blush. It was something else to see a girl blushing through the acts of Arthur Weasley. It wasn't a blush from flirting like the twins or Bill could do in a minute, but a blush about how he praised her work.

"What's your name, dear?" Molly asked, she probably already knew, but hinted for Arthur to introduce her to everyone. And much to Harry's delight, he did just that.

"Oh, right." Arthur said as he caught Molly's gaze. "Kids, this is Amelia. Amelia, you met my lovely wife, Molly."

"Nice to see you again." She smiled at the matriarch.

"The red heads are my sons." He gestured over the table.

"I figured." She chuckled until she clasped her hand over her mouth. Harry couldn't help the smile that spread across his face. The twins and Bill all had an amusing look on their faces. "Hi, Percy."

"I forgot. You already met Percy, didn't you?" Arthur looked flabbergasted for a moment before he shook his head. "Next to him is-"

"Bill, curse-breaker, right?"

"Uhm, right. How-?" Arthur frowned and Bill leaned over the table to shake her hand but placed an unexpected kiss on it instead. And to Harry's surprise, she didn't blush.

"You talk more about your kids than anyone I know. You showed me the family picture on my first day." She looked at the Weasley family. "He's very proud of all of you. And you two are Fred and George, right?"

"That we are, milady." George bowed deeply, while Fred shot her a wink.

"And Ron, training to be an Auror. If I remember correctly."

Ron, who had started eating again once she sat down, looked at her wide-eyed for a moment, his fork still hovering in the air in front of him. Then he swallowed a large piece of potato. "That's right."

She smiled at Ron before her eyes drifted. "That only leaves you two." She pointed from Teddy to Harry, and Harry's heart skipped a beat when her eyes found his.

"You don't recognise him?" Percy asked incredulously as he pointed obnoxiously at Harry.

"Uhm, no. I'm sorry, should I?" She asked Harry apologetically.

"It's HARRY BLOODY POTTER!" Percy nearly shouted and Bill placed a hand on his shoulder to calm him. Harry wanted to bury his head in his hands and sink under the table.

"Harry Potter?" She repeated softly with a little frown, cute though. Oh, no, here it comes . Harry thought to himself. The screaming, squealing, worshipping . "Are you a musician?" She asked innocently, and Harry's mouth dropped open for a second until he saw the little smirk she shot him, she was trying to agitate Percy and it was working without fail.

"WHAT? A MUSICIAN?!"

"Or -" She started slowly again, ignoring the red faced Weasley, the twins in the meantime were snickering. "Are you the one who defeated no-nose?"

"So, you have heard of me?" Harry asked grinning, surprised his voice sounded so confident.

"Honestly, just what I heard at the ministry."

"Amelia here, was home schooled, abroad." Arthur explained. "She didn't know about the war until she moved back a few months ago."

"And I don't read the Daily Prophet." She said when Percy opened his mouth. "I've seen high school students write better than that rubbish." Harry's eyes flickered to the twins, who were practically beaming at her. Percy's mouth bobbed open and shut like a goldfish.

"Where were you home schooled that you didn't even here about the war?" Bill asked curiously.

"The last three years we were living in the Amazon jungle in South-America." She said as she plucked on a chip on the table. "My parents studied the fauna and flora there."

"Why did you decide-" Bill started to ask before a ringing sound filled the kitchen.

"Sorry." She smiled apologetically as she dug out a flip phone. "Hello?"

Arthur was watching with amazement at Amelia and the cell phone. Bill was whispering to Percy, and George and Fred were having a silent conversation. Teddy started to crawl on the table towards Harry. Fred, in a panic went to grab him, but Harry waved him off. Even though Fred had let the baby go, his eyes were fixed on the crawling baby until he was safely in his arms.

"No, no." Amelia shook her head as she talked to the person on the phone. She stood up and knocked her knee harshly against the table, making the silverware clatter, she didn't even flinch. "Don't you dare! Or I'll swear I'll hex your nuts off you, so you won't be able to make any babies, you hear!"

Molly gasped and clasped a hand over her mouth from what she said, while all the others laughed except for Percy and Arthur. Although Arthur had the slightest of smile on his lips. Even Teddy was clapping his hands as he watched Amelia pace next to the table. With a sigh, she clicked her phone shut, and turned to Arthur.

"I have to go Arthur. I'll see you tomorrow." She turned to pick up her messy papers but when she turned back to the table, she stumbled over a leg from the chair she was sitting in a moment ago and her papers went flying everywhere. Before anyone had a chance to pull out their wands, the papers froze in mid-air. She started to pick every paper out of the air as if it was nothing.

"Uhm-" George started as he looked at the sight before him. Harry understood George's lack of words, because he never had seen anything like it before. She plucked the last one out of the air, her papers sticking in every direction as she held them in her arms.

"Bye-bye." Teddy waved. Amelia's eyes melted again as she looked at the baby. She had first looked over to Fred, but when she had noticed he was gone, her eyes drifted further, to Harry.

"Bye, bye, Munchkin."

"Teddy." Harry choked out. "His name, I mean. It's Teddy." The steady voice from earlier was gone now as it shook.

"Well, Teddy." She smiled softly and waved her hand while she tried to balance the papers in the other. Thank Merlin, Arthur stood up to help her otherwise the papers would be stuck in the air again. Colourful dots appeared above Teddy as they trickled down like rain, Teddy tried to catch them, and once he had one in his tiny hand, the colourful dots stayed there for a few seconds before it melted away. By the time everyone had looked away from the show, she was gone.

"She's a funny thing." Bill mused.

"She's brilliant." The twins chimed as they looked to the dots with as much fascination as Teddy.

"She reminds me of Tonks. I little clumsy -"

"In an adorable way." Fred added and Harry frowned a little at that. "How old is she anyway?"

"Nineteen, I think."

"But don't you dare, Frederick Gideon Weasley." Molly chastised.

"I was just wondering." Fred said innocently but shot Harry a wink that told him otherwise.

"Right." Molly pursed her lips at her son. "I've only met her a handful of times, when something happened at work, and she came here looking for Arthur. She's a sweetheart."

"Focusses too much on work." Arthur mumbled.

"Too much on-" Percy said flabbergasted. "You could never focus too much on work."

"You should know that isn't true, Percy." Arthur pointed out, and Percy looked down. "I don't think she really knows anyone here. Since she moved to London, she been working none-stop. And since she lived her whole life abroad... She doesn't know anyone here. I had thought about bringing her over when Hermione and Ginny come over, but something always came in between. Is it with her, or the girls."

"Since you're here and it's a Sunday..." Molly started slowly. "Who do you think was on the phone then? As you say she doesn't know anyone here."

"I don't know." Arthur frowned as he thought it over.

"Maybe a boyfriend or girlfriend?" Bill offered.

"She never mentioned anyone. But I'm an old crook, so I'm not the first one she'd confide in. She never really tells me anything about her."

"Maybe because you always are the one doing the talking, dear." Molly smiled as she placed a hand on his shoulder. "Maybe because you never asked."

"Merlin's beard, your right." Arthur's eyes widened. "I'm a horrible boss."

"You're not, Mr Weasley." Harry cut in before Molly. "I think she's lucky to have you as a boss. Our boss only barks instructions and orders us around."

"Yeah, he's horrible. Not you dad." Ron added as he was finished off his second plate.

"Ask her to lunch next week. Ginny and Hermione don't need to be here. She can get acquainted with Ron and Harry." Molly's eyes flickered to the twins. "Just keep her away from the twins."

"Oi!" They called back.

But Harry's mind was going a mile a minute. He gets to see her again, next Sunday. That flustered, confused face with large blue eyes, that adorable dimple. Harry shook his head internally because there is a chance that she has a boyfriend, or girlfriend. There is a chance she is dull and boring, but for the ten minutes she had spent in the burrow's kitchen, Harry was fairly certain he could scratch that. One of the things that made him like her was that she didn't swoon over him, like most girls.