A/N: Thanks for waiting for this chapter. Thank you for the reviews!

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Hey guys, since this story is coming to an end, I'm trying to make another Post-DH story. No, it's not the sequel of this story, it's not completely the same, but it's also post-DH. I've been trying to work at this story for the longest time LOL.

It would have longer chapters (I mean a lot longer than what I write here)

Different new pots (since I have never tried sending any of the new kids to school yet)

A bit of comedy and adventure and romance mixed in together (will have a little Angst along the way too.)

I'm planning to let at least James reach his seventh year

The story will be updated regularly 3 times a week (because the chapters are a lot longer than this story)

The title is "Hogwarts, Hogsmeade, Hexes, and Howlers". I hope you find time to read and review it as well, it'll be a lot of help, thanks.

"My Dad was the Boy-Who-Lived? The story of the baby who defied Voldemort at the age of one?" asked James. Ron nodded. "Then, why did Dad have to keep this from me? Why hadn't you told me this earlier?" he asked.

Ron just shook his head. "Harry wants to forget it all sometimes, James. After the battle, it scarred most of us. Your mother and I, we lost a brother in that battle. If Teddy was old enough, it would've hurt him very much too. His parents died there. Harry sometimes blames himself for their deaths. Voldemort was after him all this time. It took some time for Harry to figure out how to get rid of him, took us nearly six years. One thing I admire about your father I that he really never gives up, and he cares so much for those around him. Anyway, I bet your dad tried to keep it from you until you were old enough to fully understand everything."

"But Dad probably knows he's being chased by that nut the day he entered Hogwarts. He was also eleven then. I can't be too different from him. He must've known answers, unlike me who's always left in the dark to make wild guesses," protested James.

"You don't give up easily, do you?" said Ron. James shook his head. "Like father like son. Harry was eleven then, all right, but he had a lot of things different from you. One, he never knew his parents so he had to get answers himself, unlike you who's access to answers are so convenient. Two, his life wasn't as pleasant as yours. He really needed to find out about his past so he could make a future for himself, and also the Wizarding World, really. Unlike you, who has Harry and Ginny to build you a good future without knowing much of anything apart from what you're going to learn in Hogwarts. Three, Harry's life was in danger from the time he was one. You, on the other hand, are perfectly kept safe. Harry probably never told you about Hogwarts because all he could say every year was we were placed in danger's hands most of the time. Knowing you'd somehow want to outshine him and make a name for yourself, he wanted you to grow a little more mature first before he told you everything. I'm sure Harry plans to tell you about his life some time. He loves you," Ron said.

James pondered about what his uncle said for a moment. He knew deep inside that his father loved him. He recalled his father buying him the almost impossible tickets to the Quidditch match. He regretted having run away from home.

"Can I ask you something, Uncle Ron?" asked James. Ron nodded, partly hoping it wasn't about Harry again. "Were my parents both Seekers in Quidditch?"

Ron smiled. "Your Dad was an excellent Seeker. Your Mum, she was a replacement Seeker for your dad from time to time, but she preferred Chasing than Seeking. Brilliant at Quidditch, your parents were. They played for Gryffindor. Ginny played for Holyhead Harpies the moment she got out of Hogwarts," he explained.

James's eyes widened. "She did?" Ron nodded, knowing that Harry and Ginny were definitely going to kill him now that James knows a lot more than they think he ought to. "But why did she stop if she was a great player? So that's why Mum writes for the Daily Prophet…"

"Simple," replied Ron. "Ginny stopped because of you."

James looked at Ron. "Because of me?" he asked.

"Yes, because of you," said Ron. "Harry comes from a childhood not experiencing the love he wanted to, thus he tries his best to give you everything he can. Ginny, on the other hand, has a lot of competition for love in a family. I mean, there are seven kids, not to mention most of our older siblings have set a high bar for me and Ginny, thus she said that kids ought to get more attention. Maybe she felt overshadowed from time to time. She wants you and Albus and Lily to feel all the love she could give. She gave up her dreams to raise you. Where did you get the idea that both were Seekers?"

James made a face. "I thought I was right when I guessed they were both Seekers," he murmured. He looked up. "Hagrid sent me a gift about Seeking. On top of that was a picture of me, Dad, and Mum, Dad held me while Mum held a Quidditch Cup."

Ron thought for a moment. "I reckon I took that picture and sent it to Hagrid so that he could see how you looked. Your Mum retired that day after winning that cup. She promised it would be her last," Ron said thoughtfully. "And I believe she did keep that promise for I have never seen your mother mount the broom for another game again."

"Uncle Ron," James started again. Ron looked at him. "Why did you think Mum and Dad kept this from me? What would it do not telling me?" he asked.

"You'd keep out of trouble for one," answered Ron curtly, knowing that it would've been the answer Harry would give him if James asked Harry the question. "Then there's always the fact that your parents want you to go to Hogwarts with full confidence. They probably didn't want you knowing that they faced danger and you wouldn't have a chance and you'd go search for danger to put yourself in. Harry and Ginny loved you too much too go that far overprotecting you."

"But people will think me stupid when I don't even know a single thing about my parents," protested James. He did not understand why his parents hid simple things from him.

Ron sighed. "They're not perfect and I bet they've regretted once or twice that they didn't have the guts to tell you who they really were. Harry knows that feeling, being stupid about not knowing about himself. He didn't even know who he was in the Wizarding World when I first met him that day when we sat together in that apartment. But sometimes, not understanding or not knowing will protect you and make you a better person," he explained.

"Like how?" asked James.

Ron thought for a moment, and then said, "Not knowing that he was famous, Harry became polite with everyone, like my mum said. He did not brag about anything because he did not know there was much of him to brag about, that made him likeable. Not knowing that he was worth something, Harry fought so much because he had a thirst to prove himself, causing him to be very determined. Not knowing about Voldemort caused him to be fearless against that Dark Wizard, giving him courage to face him. Not knowing that he had a godfather to depend upon, Harry learned to be independent and stand on his own. There are lots of reasons why Harry wanted to keep things from you."

"Why is it that Mum and Dad are so reluctant to tell me about their years at Hogwarts?" Jams asked.

Ron thought for a moment. "Probably because they didn't enjoy it as much as they should've." Ron looked at James. "There was once a man who said only foolish people loved and love could harm rather than protect. Harry knows this, but sometimes when he sees you he can't help but want to preserve your happiness as much as he can. Harry grew up in a world where things opposed his dreams. His parents died and he never saw them. His godfather was also taken away from him. The last memory of his family, Remus Lupin, died in the way. These were the years of Hogwarts for Harry. This was his past that he wanted to let go of. Harry's years of Hogwarts were full of pain and death. Ginny was close to it. Maybe they thought death was a little too early for you to understand," explained Ron.

"But Dad faced death at one. You even said Mum was close to it. How can they not expect me to understand death at eleven?" James's mind blurred with his father's excuses about not telling about his years at Hogwarts. By now, his emotions spun wildly inside him.

"They faced death unwillingly, James. If they had a choice he wouldn't have," said Ron. "They would've chosen to live in a world you live in now. We lost a brother in a war, James. What would you feel if you'd lose one of your siblings? Death is a horrible reality. You might want to wait for your mother to explain her side of the story, but you would have to understand your father. Harry lived in that Muggle place for ten years thinking he was unimportant and unloved. It was a shock for him to find out about him being a wizard. It was a moment to both his delight and pain. What would you feel if this dark wizard went on a killed your parents then you lived on without knowing them? He was a confused boy deprived of worthiness. His insecurity that was bottled inside him burst into frustration as we grew up. He challenged death and you don't know how much it pained him to see all those people he cared about die around him. You don't know anything about death yet since you haven't lost anyone."

"But look at Teddy. He's fine even if he lost his parents in the war," insisted James.

Ron shook his head. "Teddy wasn't the boy-who-lived. When Harry came back to the Wizarding world, he didn't know anything about it. He became famous because he lived through what was supposedly the day he died. That was why Harry was bitter with his fame. Many times he said he'd give it all up to see his parents even once. Harry became known so much for the death of James and Lily Potter and the night he couldn't even remember. When we were younger, Harry wouldn't speak much about his feelings. Like Teddy, he would just smile and shrug it off even though the world seemed to have come down on his shoulders. Harry was fine when his parents died for he never really knew them, but there will always be the pang of jealousy when she you see other families complete and happy. And I doubt Teddy has ever talked to you about his true feeling pertaining his parents," he said.

"So Mum and Dad really had a tough time in school, huh?" said James.

Ron smiled faintly. "You don't know half of it."

James had no more questions in his head. He never knew his parents had gone through so much, had felt so much, had lost so much. He had found out enough for one night. He knew he could always ask his parents about the rest once they're ready to tell him. Before James knew it, they had reached his house. Ron knocked on the door. James took a deep breath and prayed hard that his parents weren't fuming mad at him.

Ginny threw her arms around her son. "James, you're all right." James was surprised to see tears flowing freely down his mother's cheeks. He had never seen his mother seem so fragile. "James…If something ever happened to you…I wouldn't forgive myself. James…"

"I'm all right, Mum," James said, hugging her mother back. He suddenly realized that his father wasn't there to greet him. "I'm sorry for running away, Mum. Where's Dad? I want to say sorry to him too, even if he is mad at me," he said.

Ginny let go of James. "Come in," she said. Ron and James followed Ginny into the room. Albus and Lily looked so depressed. James started to feel very anxious. "St. Mungo's doesn't allow visitors at this hour. We'll have to go tomorrow morning," she said.

"Why do we have to go there?" asked James, trying to sound casual, but his voice showed much worry.

Lily ran to him and started hitting his chest with her fists. "It's your fault, it's your fault!" she cried. Her pounding his chest didn't hurt him, but her sad face did. "I hate you! I hate you!" Lily cried even harder as she said it.

"What's happened?" asked James.

Albus looked up, trying to choke back his own tears. "Dad's hurt."

A/N: thanks again for the reviews. Hope to see you guys at the next chapter! The finale! Please review this one, thanks.