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Chapter 2: Who's Yo Daddy?

The redhead woman looked at him in concern.

"Did you have another nightmare? I could have sworn they stopped." she whispered.

"If you are not my mother then who are you?" he exclaimed.

She looked incredulously at him. "I'm your daughter dad."

Harry stared at the woman before flopping down on the sofa. "What year is it?" he asked softly.

"It's 2021."

Harry put his face in his hands. "Ron is so dead."

"Ron? Ron Weasley?" she asked.

Harry looked at her in confusion. "Yes.."

She nodded but stayed silent.

"So what's your name? What did I name you?" he asked standing up.

"Luna. Luna Rose."

Harry raised an eyebrow. " I didn't name you that because-"

"No Aunt Luna is still the nut in the family."

"Luna's family?"

"Well not by blood but you consider her family."

"Ah." He looked around at the massive library. "What is this place?"

"Potter Manor."

Harry's jaw dropped. " I have a manor?"

She nodded her head. "Of course you do. Among other various places. You have a house in France, a castle in Ireland, a townhouse in the States. I could go on and on."

He nodded slowly feeling a little dizzy.

"So, she started, what year are you from?"

"1998. You're rather calm considering...."

Luna shrugged her shoulders. "After all we been through and having Aunt Luna around...let's just say that nothing surprises this family."

Before Harry could say anything he heard Luna's name being called. "Who's that?" he asked.

"Alex. Your son." she said and left the library.

"Oh God.." he muttered and followed Luna.

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They came into the sitting room to see a tall man with the darkest shade of green eyes. Harry could tell that this man was is son but there were other features that did not belong to him yet they were familiar.

"Ah there you are. Uncle Kingsley just floo'd and wants us at St. Mungos to see little Jamie." he said. He looked at his Harry who was looking a little green. "Dad are you okay?"

"I think I'm in the twilight zone."

Alex confused looked at Luna who took him to the side. Harry vaguely heard his son shriek before he put a pillow to his face.

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN THAT'S NOT DAD!! LUNA WHAT IN GOD'S NAME DID YOU DO?!"

"I thought you said nothing surprises this family." Harry muttered under the pillow.

"He's the worrywart."

"Oh."

"Alex, he's dad but he's just from a different time." she said.

"And just what time is he from?" he asked looking at Harry cautiously.

"Uh..1998."

Alex stared at his sister. "You're kidding?"

Luna shook her head.

Alex stared at his father. "We're fucked."

They heard the sound of the floo but because he still had the pillow on his face, Harry did not see who it was. He heard an exchange of hugs and kisses and felt someone looking down at him.

"Did he have another headache?" a man's voice asked. Why does that voice sound familiar?

He felt someone remove the pillow and place a kiss on his lips.

Harry opened his eyes to look at the man in question....and wished he would have kept them close.

"Snape?!"

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I'm not really happy over this chapter so I just might redo it. Did you catch Luna's reaction with Ron Weasley's name? Poor Harry...though I'll probably have the opposite reaction if Snape kissed me. :D