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"We won, we won, we won!" chanted James as he and his father headed for home. "Wasn't the match great, Dad? I bet it had you at the edge of your seat. It was one of the best I've seen. Thanks for buying the tickets," he said. Harry smiled as he watched James dance their way home. "Dad, what position did you play back then?" he asked.

Harry gave his son a puzzled look. "What do you mean, son?" he asked. He felt butterflies fly around his stomach when his son asked the question. He didn't want James to know anything about that yet.

"Let's not talk about that," said Harry. He quickly thought of something to change the topic. "How about you, James? You're going off to Hogwarts soon yourself. You'd be able to try out for Quidditch at your second year. What position would you like to try out for when you're there?" he asked.

James stopped dancing. "Why don't you want to tell me the truth? I heard you and that Mr. Boggs talking. He said he's seen you a couple of times playing. You must be playing for a House team for Hogwarts then. What position were you in? Maybe I'd try out for the same," he said.

Harry sighed. "You'll know when you get to Hogwarts anyway. Besides, you can try out for the position you like. I'll tell you a lot more by the time you get older, all right James? Just not yet as of now," said Harry exasperatedly.

James crossed his arms across his chest. "You don't tell me anything. What do you mean when I get older? I'll turn eleven next week, isn't that old enough? Why can't I even know a few things about my parents? You and Mum never tell me about anything, you know that? It's like you're hiding something from me, are you?"

Harry just walked on. "It's not yet time for you to know, James Potter," said Harry. "Now let's go home. Teddy Lupin might be there to join us for dinner tonight. The match was fun, though, wasn't it?" said Harry, but James replied no more.

Sure enough, Teddy was there for dinner. He brought along some treats for the kids. Harry shook his hand before settling down to eat supper. As they ate, there was a heavy atmosphere. Ginny waited for James to tell about his day. He usually does every time he gets excited. After dinner, Teddy could tell that Ginny and Harry needed some time alone. He ushered the kids out of the room, promising to play something with them.

"What happened, Harry?" asked Ginny. "James doesn't seem too happy at all. He was worked up this morning. Did his favorite team lose? Though he wouldn't frown that much even if they lost…" said Ginny thoughtfully.

Harry shook his head. "As a matter of fact, they won," he said. Ginny waited to get an answer from him. "Well, a man just called my name and I turned. He said he watched me play some matches when I was back in Hogwarts. He looked at James and said that he must be proud of having me as a father. A lot of people turned to look at us. I didn't realize that James noticed it because he didn't mention it until after the game," he explained.

"Who was that man?" asked Ginny, interested in the day's event.

"He said he used to work with your father. His name's Chris Boggs if I remember it correctly," said Harry. "Well, after that James asked what position I was in when I was at Hogwarts. He got steamed when I refused to answer his question."

Ginny looked at Harry. "Why didn't you just tell him? It wouldn't hurt letting him know a little about your years in Hogwarts. Of course he'd be curious. Other people knew about his father that he didn't. I'd be also steaming mad if I was him," she told Harry.

"Oh thanks a lot, Ginny," said Harry. Ginny looked sorry she said it. She knew that Harry was doing it for James's own good. "What can I tell him? That I was drafted for Gryffindor Seeker in my first year without a clue what I was doing and I had thought I had gotten myself into trouble. Not to mention that I was suspended in my fifth year and his mother took my place for me then," Harry said, rather amused though.

Ginny sighed. "Oh you're right. You shouldn't tell him. But he's going to find out soon. September's just around the corner. We'll be off to Diagon Alley soon and he'll be finding out a lot more than we can imagine he would. More particularly because he inherited his father's sense of curiosity," she reminded Harry.

Harry and Ginny heard the laughter in the living room. Teddy loved making the kids laugh. "Even Teddy doesn't know the whole thing about his family," said Harry. "He may be told some things, but not everything. His grandmother wants to keep it all a secret until he's really gotten old enough to understand. Having Remus as a…" Harry's voice faded.

"Oh I believe Teddy's family is a lot more complicated than ours," said Ginny. "Whatever is waiting for him is very big news. James, it's quite different in his case. We didn't die for one," pointed out Ginny. "It's just James always wants to be better. If it wasn't for that, I would've told him everything about us," she said.

Harry agreed with her. Just then, Teddy came in. He seemed tired. "Lily wants to go to bed. Albus looking a bit tired too. What's gotten into James? He didn't play with us at all. He was just sitting on the couch and sulking. I thought the both of you went to the Quidditch match today. Doesn't he like Quidditch anymore?" asked Teddy.

"It's not that," replied Harry. He sighed. "Well, thanks for entertaining the kids tonight, Teddy. You must be tired. Give our regards to your grandmother. I hope you can be here for James's birthday party too," he said.

Teddy smiled. "Wouldn't miss it for the world, Uncle Harry. I wouldn't mind going to Diagon Alley when he goes to buy his stuff too. I still remember the day you took me there," he said, half recalling the time he and Harry went to Diagon Alley to prepare him for Hogwarts.

Harry shook Teddy's hand. "Thank you, Ted," he said. "Good night to you." Teddy left waving at Harry and Ginny. Harry turned to Ginny who looked a worried. "What is with that face, Ginny?" he asked when he saw it.

Ginny thought for a moment. "I almost forgot myself! James's birthday is really coming up soon," she said. Harry raised his eyebrow. "Oh well, it's best I get ready with the ingredients for the cake tomorrow," she said. "I'm taking the kids to bed. I'll meet you in the room," she said and went off.

Harry blinked. He finished washing the dishes and went to the master's bedroom. He threw himself unto the bed. James's birthday, huh?

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