DEATHLY HALLOWS SPOILERS!!

A/N: Thanks to all that have reviewed. Well, I wont' be able to update for about a week. I'm going out of town, but as soon as I'm back I'll have plenty new chapters to put up, so be patient.

Chapter Three – We Live

There's a cross on the side of the road
Where a mother lost a son
How could she know that the morning he left
Would be their last time she'd trade with him for a little more time
So she could say she loved him one last time
And hold him tight
But with life we never know
When we're coming up to the end of the road
So what do we do then
With tragedy around the bend?

We live we love
We forgive and never give up
Cuz the days we are given are gifts from above
And today we remember to live and to love

We live we love
We forgive and never give up
Cuz the days we are given are gifts from above
And today we remember to live and to love

There's a man who waits for the tests
To see if the cancer has spread yet
And now he asks, "So why did I wait to live till it was time to die?"
If I could have the time back how I'd live
Life is such a gift
So how does the story end?
Well this is your story and it all depends
So don't let it become true
Get out and do what we were meant to do

We live we love
We forgive and never give up
Cuz the days we are given are gifts from above
And today we remember to live and to love

We live we love
We forgive and never give up
Cuz the days we are given are gifts from above
And today we remember to live and to love

Waking up to another dark morning
People are mourning
The weather in life outside is storming
But what would it take for the clouds to break
For us to realize each day is a gift somehow, someway?
So get our heads up out of the darkness
And spark this new mindset and start to live life cuz it ain't gone yet
And tragedy is a reminder to take off the blinders
And wake up and live the life we're supposed to take up
Moving forward with all our heads up cuz life is worth living

We live we love
We forgive and never give up
Cuz the days we are given are gifts from above
And today we remember to live and to love

We live we love

We forgive and never give up

Cuz the days we are given are gifts from above

And today we remember to live and to love

We Live – Superchick

Andromeda Tonks was silent – her eyes focused on the floor Her delicate posture, her careful demeanor, her welcoming smile – it had all fallen when Harry gave her the news of her daughter's and son-in-law's deaths.

Harry held the sleeping figure of Teddy in his arms. The baby's hair was tomato red, and he could have passed as a member of the Weasley clan.

"Nymphadora …. Remus …." Andromeda sobbed quietly.

Harry paused, looking up from the tiny figure that was his godson. "Mrs. Tonks," he said, slowly. "I'm sorry, but…. I have to know something."

Andromeda looked up at him, her eyes full of tears.

Harry felt guilty for what he was about to ask. "Mrs. Tonks… I was under the impression … from something Remus said…. Did you and Mr. Tonks dislike him? Did you disapprove of the marriage because he was a …. A werewolf?"

Andromeda seemed slightly surprised by this. She wiped her eyes with her sleeve as she spoke. "We were concerned about the marriage, certainly," she answered. "It seemed so rushed. I mean, Ted and I knew she had feeling for Remus … but it was all so confusing. For nearly a year she was devastated, avoiding him like the plague, though she never said why. Then, all of a sudden, they were getting married? We had our misgivings. Its tragic that Remus thought we disliked him. We certainly didn't. Ted, especially, was fond of him."

"So…. So it had nothing to do with him being a werewolf?" Harry asked, a bit ashamed of himself.

Andromeda looked him square in the eye. "My family disowned me for marrying a muggle born," she said, sternly. "Do you really think I'd outcast my daughter in the same why? We can't choose who we love, and Remus was a better man than most." She shook her head. "I know he thought it was because of his condition, but I think I straightened that out with him after Ted's death…. I take it he never told you about our conversation."

"He never really got the chance," Harry said, quietly.

Andromeda nodded and fell silent once more. Returning to her mourning.

Harry looked down at little Teddy, his hair just changing to a dark brown. Harry smiled. Lupin and Tonks would have been very good parents to this baby. What a tragedy it was that he'd never get to meet them – to know them as Harry had.

Harry paused for a long moment. "Mrs. Tonks," he said. "What…. What will happen to Teddy now?"

"What do you mean?" Andromeda asked.

"Well … I am his godfather, but …. But I'm too young to take care of a baby,' he admitted. "And … I know you've lsot so much – your husband and your daughter – so I thought…. Would you like to take care of Teddy?"

Andromeda smiled. "Of course," she said, sadly. "But … but you will come and visit him, won't you?"

Harry nodded. "Nothing could stop me," he said, determinedly.

Being that it was very late, Harry stayed the night at Mrs. Tonks's house before departing the next morning for Hogwarts, where he knew many people awaited him.

Harry arrived at the castle shortly after ten, and he was quickly met by Professor McGonagall, who looked rather tired. "Are you alright, Professor?" Harry asked, a bit concerned as he entered the Great Hall.

"Fine, Potter," she said, quickly. "I've been up all night." She gave a faint yawn. "The prisoners have been released and many are staying here until their families arrive. Out of two hundred, we only have about thirty left…. But I'm afraid those thirty are the ones who don't have anyone coming." She sighed and shook her head.

"I thought Kingsley was supposed to be helping you?" Harry asked, looking around.

"He's gone back to the Ministry," she said. "Left early this morning. He has a lot on his plate right now." Professor McGonagall looked at Harry. "Before you ask," she said, "Mr. Weasley and Miss Granger are up in Gryffendor Tower …. I think most of their charges have been sent home."

"Thanks, Professor," Harry said, with a polite nod. He turned and hurried up the stairs to the common room.

He met Ron and Hermione, however, before he reached Gryffendor tower. They were accompanied by a short girl with brown hair, streaked with pink. She seemed vaguely familiar, though Harry could not place her.

"Oh, hello, Harry," Hermione said, smiling as they met on the top of a flight of stairs. "We were wondering when you'd be back."

"Shouldn't you two be in the common room watching your … uh … charges?" Harry asked, frowning a bit.

"They've all left," Ron explained. "All their families came and got them or … well, we had the adults, so most of them were fine on their own."

"Apparently, I'm a child," the girl that was with them snapped, rather viciously, at Ron.

Ron scowled at her. "You're not a child," he said. "I didn't say that. Did I say that?"

"Well, you wouldn't let me leave alone," the girl retorted. "You let the others go."

"You're a … a special circumstance, Kody," Hermione said, softly, placing a friendly hand on the girl's shoulder. "You don't even have a wand or –"

"Loads of them didn't have wands," Kody retorted.

"I don't think we've been properly introduced," Harry cut in, quickly, extending his hand. "Harry Potter."

Kody's hard expression softened as she shook Harry's hand. "Of course you are," she said. "I may not be able to see the scar, but everyone knows who you are." She smiled. "Kody Pryce … I was a year ahead of you."

It then dawned on Harry why he recognized her. "Ravenclaw, right?" he said.. When she nodded, he said, "You were one of Cho's friends, weren't you?"

Kody frowned. "Yes," she said. "I was… until she put her trust in that dreadful Marietta … but that's a different story, I suppose." She sighed, shaking her head. "Cho and I haven't really talked much since our sixth year."

"Oh," said Harry, feeling a bit embarrassed. "Uh… sorry."

"Don't be," Kody said. "Cho had her shot to restore things, but she was still friends with that sneak even after all the things she did. Her loss, not mine." She smiled.

Harry found that he really liked this girl so far. She seemed grounded and kind, so why was she bickering so violently with Ron and Hermione?

"We're on our way to Diagon Alley," Ron said. "We'll have to take her to get a new wand. I figured we'd stop by and see George, too. He was supposed to go back to the shop today."

"Is he going to keep running it?" Harry asked, frowning.

"I don't know," Ron said, quietly. "He hasn't made up his mind yet."

"Well, I think I'll come with you," Harry suggested, smiling at all of them. "I'd like to see how Mr. Olivander is doing now." Inwardly he added, "… and I'd like to make sure Kody doesn't murder either of you." He got the feeling this girl, no matter how small and sweet, had a temper, and Ron had a nack for angering girls.

The four of them set off walking, and Harry found himself smiling. He found himself thinking of Teddy, of George, of his three companions right at that moment. Life would go on, and they had to be grateful that it did.