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TL Stand For Teddy Lupin

What's Left Of Me

Teddy's Thoughts

Who You'd Be Today

Daddy's Little Girl (sequel to There Goes My Life)

Home Is Where The Heart Is

Hogwarts, Hogsmeade, Hexes, and Howlers (post-DH, my newest LOL)

"You might as well pack that sandwich. Your father loves it," said Ginny as she finished off the last of the dirty dishes. "Now the three of you make sure you are perfectly ready. Lily, don't dirty your skirt before we even reach St. Mungo's," she warned.

After a few more minutes, there was a knock on the door. Ron, Hermione, Rose, and Hugo came over. Teddy was with them too. "I got some flowers and pumpkin juice," said Hermione when James opened the door. "Ginny, we have to go," she said.

"All right," Ginny replied. She took Lily and Albus's hands. "James you follow closely behind us," she instructed. Not wanting to make any more trouble, James did as he was told.

Teddy placed a hand on James's shoulder. "It's all right. They told me Uncle Harry is really all right. They said that he even wanted to come home and see you last night, though the doctors insisted that they keep him for a day at least," he said.

James looked at Teddy. "I didn't really ask Mum how Dad got hurt," he whispered.

Teddy looked uncertain for a moment, but he decided to relay the information he knew. "Uncle Harry went searching for you last night. Aunt Ginny couldn't be with him since Albus and Lily are too little to be left alone. Uncle Ron didn't remember the clue you gave, about what you've asked him, but Uncle Harry figured you'd be at the park where he taught you how to ride your toy broom. He mentioned you love Quidditch that much. He used a broom to go looking for you. It was raining so hard that night. Lightning struck a tree. Your dad was a good flyer, but the tree was just too thick. It hit him right at the head. People found him unconscious. He managed to pass the information to Uncle Ron when he woke up half an hour later, but I reckon he went straight back to sleep."

James hung his head. His father did understand him. He felt guilty and sick to his stomach. All he wanted to see was his father's smile again.

When they got to St. Mungo's James and the rest of the younger ones was told to wait outside for a moment. Teddy looked at James encouragingly. He was the only one who seemed very kind to James. The rest were not even talking to him, not even Albus.

"Cheer up, James," said Teddy. "Uncle Harry's really all right. Don't be so uptight." James hung his head. Teddy looked at him and smiled. "Well, I hope your search was not in vain. Did you find out anything last night? Aunt Ginny said you went searching for answers, that's why you disappeared," he said thoughtfully.

James nodded. "Actually, I found out a lot of things." Teddy waited for him to continue. "I found out that Dad's famous because Voldemort was after him and he finally killed Voldemort. I don't know the details, but it must've been tough to be tailed by such a freak. I also found out that he used to live with a Muggle cousin, talk about miscommunication. How could he have lived a life in that home? I think Dad was just as a troublemaker as I am, sort of. Dad's cousin mentioned that Dad almost for expelled from Hogwarts. Mum and Dad were Quidditch players. Both were good, actually, or it's what I've heard from Uncle Ron. I found out stuff about your parents too, but I think you know about it already. Well, I know you know about it already," he added.

"What is that?" asked Teddy, rather amused.

"Well, they also fought and died in the war. They must've been very brave people," said James. "I think that's why you're really brave. I mean, those stories you tell me about you and Hogwarts," he said animatedly.

Teddy laughed. "James, I told you that they were made-up stories," he said. "But about our parents is true. I know I don't know the whole story yet. Gran wants me to get out of Hogwarts first before she tells me. I don't really mind. Mum and Dad are my heroes even though I don't really know them personally. From what I see, my parents, your parents, and those who fought in the war seventeen years ago put their lives on the spot to give us the freedom we have now. We may not have all the answers to every question we have, but we only need to know one thing really, that they loved us. They fought in that war because they love us so much, enough to die so that our generation can live. They gave up their dreams so we can dream for ourselves."

James blinked. His eyes met with Teddy's. He finally understood why his father and mother kept so many things from him. He finally realized why he did not know everything about his parents.

"You know," said Teddy, "that when we get older and have children on our own, maybe it's the only time we'll really know what the adults feel. They say you can never understand what you've never experienced. Why not we tell each other what we've learned after fifteen more years?" suggested Teddy, making James finally smile.

"James, your father wants to see you," Hermione suddenly called. Teddy nodded at James as James jumped out of his seat. Hermione smiled at him. "Don't worry, your dad isn't angry," she told him when she saw James's pale face.

James was shocked to see his father with stitches. Tears sprung from his eyes as he threw himself to his father. "I'm sorry, Dad," he cried. Harry placed an arm around his son. "I'm really sorry. I didn't mean for anything bad to happen. I didn't know what I was thinking. I just wanted you to know. I'm really so-"

"Slow down there," said Harry in a hoarse voice. James looked up. He could see his father beaming at him. Harry stroked James's hair and wiped his tears. "Come on now, you keep telling me that you're practically a man. Don't give me these waterworks." James leaned on his father's bed. The adults slipped away from the room to leave the two alone for a moment. "James, I was so worried about you," said Harry.

"I know," James sniffed, "and I'm so sorry that I made you worry so much."

Harry looked at his son. "I heard about your running into Dudley. I'm sorry if he treated you badly. Don't get him wrong. Dudley's not that big of a jerk. He just has some grudges. Anyway, I'm really sorry for keeping so many things from you that you had to do this. I was afraid that if I told you how I was when I was your age, you might probably do the same things that I did, and I tell you, they were dangerous," he said.

James tilted his head. "Uncle Ron told me," he admitted. "Uncle Ron told me a lot of things about you. I can't believe that was how you grew up." He hugged his father. "I found out something that really matters to me. I found out something that you've been hiding from me and I guess it was nice that you did," he said.

"What is it?" asked Harry.

James smiled as he looked up at his father. "I found out that you were hiding it all from me because you love me so much, because you care. Uncle Ron always said you cared so much for people. Yes you cared for them, but I'm special, you loved me. You hid all those because you didn't want me to get tangled up with your own past. You loved me so much you protected me from your nightmare. Dad…Uncle Ron told me everything. Teddy explained to me everything."

Harry smiled back. "I guess they did. One day, when you're old enough, your mum and I will tell you about everything. While you're at this age, I just hope that smile of yours doesn't fade." He ruffled his son's hair. "I'll be out of this bed in a jiffy. Soon, I'll be taking you to King's Cross and you'll be off to Hogwarts making a name for yourself. Remember, every experience counts, son," he reminded James.

"I'll make you proud of me, Dad," promised James. "I won't be going out looking for trouble. I'll be prefect and Head Boy of Gryffindor if you wanted me to. I will even become the best Seeker and the team captain. I'm sure I'll really try to be the best I can. I won't end up being in detention a lot and you won't have to send me any Howlers."

Harry just continued to smile at him. "Oh I'm not really pressuring you to handle so much, but if that's what you really want, then go for it." He placed his hand on James's head. "I want you to do two things for me that I never got to do when I was in Hogwarts though," he said,

"What is that? I'll do anything," replied James.

Harry gazed into his son's eyes. He was glad to see his son safe, and that was all that mattered to him at the moment. "First of all, I want you to do what I haven't done. I want you to stay in Hogwarts for seven years, finishing up to your NEWTs. I'm sure you'll do great at school anyway, since you're clever enough." James slowly nodded. "Second, I want you to enjoy your stay at Hogwarts. Don't worry about getting into trouble from time to time. I won't send you a Howler if you end up in detention once in two months. I know what's it like to be a kid, you know. I just want you to enjoy. It's something I've never gotten to experience, that's why I want you to so you could tell me all about it," said Harry.

"I love you, Dad." James said, looking back at his father whose loving eyes touched him.

"I love you too, James."

At that very moment that James placed his head on his father's chest, he knew he had found out most what he really wanted to find out in the first place. It didn't matter to him if he found out that his father was a Gryffindor Seeker or not. It didn't really matter whether or not his mother remembered to mention that she used to play for the Holyhead Harpies. It didn't really matter if he found out that his father defied Voldemort or not. It didn't matter what he had found out last night. All he mattered was that he found out something his parents truly hid well from him: they gave up their dreams and kept away what they used to be so that he could stand with could stand knowing that he had become what he wanted to, not because of what his parents had achieved, but knowing that he did it himself. They loved him more than enough to silently tell him that.

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