I don't own Harry Potter or Teddy Lupin or Remus Lupin or Hermione Granger ect.

NEED TO KNOW∞ Ginny dies in the final battle, Fred doesn't ∞Harry has raised Teddy since he was three months old because of Mrs. Tonks death… she was attacked by death eaters ∞ takes place during the Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix I will not include a lot of details from the book because I don't feel like typing it all and my copy is at my parents' house

History is always written wrong, and so always needs rewritten. - George Santayana

Into the Past

Once he was done and they were both sipping on their drinks he opened up the conversation, "So, what's buggin' you?"

"Please don't give me away. I promise I'll be good." Teddy burst practically in tears again.

Harry practically dropped his drink in surprise. He then knelt in front of his godson, "What on earth are you talking about? I would never give you away! What gave you the idea that I would?" He asked disturbed that his godson thought he cared so little about him. What neither knew was that after the 'adults' discussion they decided they needed more information about Harry and Teddy's relationship and decided to ease drop on their conversation.

Chapter 8: Parenting 101

Teddy sniffled, "I… It's just that now that my real mum n dad are alive…" he trailed off looking at the table.

"You thought that since your biological parents are alive that I wouldn't want to take care of you?" Harry asked. Receiving a nod he continued, "Is that what your nightmare was about?" Teddy nodded again. "I see. Teddy, look at me." He said as he knelt in front of the little boy. "You are the most important person in my life. In fact, I couldn't imagine my life without you."

"You may not be my biological son, but that doesn't mean I care about you any less. You are my son. Family… It's not about blood… It's about love. And I love you so much Teddy. Family, they are the people who are there for you when you need them… They help you when you're in trouble, take care of you when you're sick, and most importantly they never give up on you. I love you so much. You are my son. Yes, Remus and Tonks are biologically your parents, but you set the rules here Teddy. I will let you call the shots. If you want nothing to do with Remus or Tonks, or if you want them as parents it's your call. I will love you no matter what and I will never leave you of my own free will."

"Really?" Teddy asked hope shinning in his eyes.

"Really." Harry said firmly. "Now let's finish are hot chocolate and get you back to bed."

"M'k."

On the other side of the door the four adults were shocked. Harry had matured and was clearly a good father figure although they most certainly didn't agree with everything he had done so far, but they were willing to let him do it his way for now.

The next morning after everyone finished breakfast Molly told the kids it was time for them to leave that there was going to be an Order meeting.

Harry looked at them and then concentrated his gaze on Fred and George "I'm leaving you two in charge of Teddy," Several people tried to object including the twins but Harry continued. "If anything happens to him I will tell Molly what the two of you are trying to do." They both paled at the idea of her finding out about the shop and Harry* shifted uncomfortably.

"What are my children trying to do?" The woman in question demanded.

"Nothing to worry about, it's not illegal or immoral. It's just something you would feel they are wasting their time on. Now do we have a deal?"

"Well, if you're going to blackmail,"

"Us we don't really,"

"Have a choice, do we?" they finished together.

"Nope, now shoo. Teddy you behave."

Once they had left Sirius turned to him, "So, I hear you have a couple of tattoos?"

"Three," Harry said pulling his shirt off to show them off. On his right bicep he had a Celtic cross with a name in each of arms of the cross Prongs on the right, Lily on the top, Padfoot on the left, and Moony on the bottom. On his left arm in the same place were two letters in a fancy red script, 'DA'. Finally on his back was a dragon, a scarred dragon that looked remarkably similar to the one the trio had used to escape Gringotts. The difference between the actual dragon and the likeness on Harry's back was that the one Harry had had Freedom written on its back.

"What's the 'DA'" Tonks asked.

"It's a group we started my 5th year. We had a crummy Defense teacher that refused to teach us anything practical, said that if we studied the theory well enough we'd be able to perform the spells for the first time on the OWL exam. Well, we didn't agree with that and started the DA, Dumbledore's Army. The Hag found out about what we were planning and pushed through a Ministry Decree banning all none approved student organizations with more than three members. So, we did it in secret."

"Dumbledore's Army?" Remus asked.

"We found out that the Minister was afraid that Dumbledore was training an army of students to take over the ministry and what better way to undermine their regime than to play on their fears?"

"That's an interesting dragon you have there." Bill said looking at him through narrowed eyes.

"Yea, it's pretty cool reminds me of Gringotts for some reason. Maybe because Hagrid told me that they have a dragon to guard the high security vaults like the Lestranges." Harry said smirking at Bill who began to choke.

"Are you alright sweetie?" his mother asked at his nod she rounded on Harry. "I don't care what it reminded you of you shouldn't have gotten any tattoos in the first place." She scolded.

"I know, but I got drunk and the next thing I know I'm waking up with three tattoos." He mumbled shaking his head. All of a sudden Remus, Sirius, Dung, and Bill seemed to be having a coughing fit.

"Drunk? You should know better than to get drunk."

"Molly, I'm not a child, yes, I have made mistakes, but I have learned from them I got these tattoos when I was 17 before I started taking care of Teddy." It was true. He got them one week after the final battle. All of the numbness of shock had worn off and he was hit with the realization of all the deaths. He went to a muggle pub to try and forget what happened for a little while and it must have worked because the next morning he didn't remember anything he had done, but now had three very nicely done tattoos.

"I know you are worried about me parenting Teddy and when I first got custody I was scared out of my mind that I would screw up, but you and Arthur have helped me every step of the way. Teaching me how to feed and change him and giving me advice when I have no clue what to do. I'm doing my best, I know I don't always do the right thing, but I never had anyone really parent me so I'm working from scratch."

"Well, said Harry." Dumbledore said as he entered the room. Harry nodded. Snape and McGonagall fallowed him in taking their seats at the table. "Now, I believe we have a lot to discuss."

But Harry wasn't listening he was staring at Snape, was it possible that if the man had been given a warning, had had a notice that he would have been able to brew a potion that would kill the Horcrux and not Harry? Only one way to find out and that was to ask, but that would bring up difficult questions. No, he would wait to be alone with Snape before he asked. How would he do that?

As the idea formed in his head he began to smirk, "have you found a DADA teacher yet?"

They looked at him strangely apparently they were discussing something completely different making it obvious he wasn't paying attention "If you are incapable of fallowing along maybe you should leave and be with the other children." Snape sneered at him.

"Now Severus, that isn't very nice. I was just asking a simple question." Harry mock scolded his former teacher earning a glare.

"No, we do not have a DADA teacher as of yet." Dumbledore interrupted before they could get to far involved in their squabbling.

"Well, now you do. I'll teach DADA. Trust me when I say anyone would be better than the hag the ministry assigns."

"What do you propose your identity be or did you intended to be a second Harry Potter?" someone in the corner asked in what Harry believed was a very rude tone.

"Actually I have already decided to go by the name Evan James McFly."

"Interesting name, might I enquire to why you picked it?" Albus asked

"In the eighties muggles produced a movie, a… uh… kind of entertainment where the main character Marty McFly was sent back in time by a DeLorean Time-Machine. I thought it was appropriate."

"Indeed," he said eyes twinkling full forces. "However I do not believe it would be wise for you to medal with the time line."

"Why not? Things didn't go all that well the first time and I plan to do strategic strikes rather than just tell you what going to happen and change everything. Things have already changed just by us being here. Do you believe this meeting took place in my past? Absolutely not! No matter what I do things are going to change and I would prefer to be the one doing the changing. I am a capable to teach Defense, besides this is war and you're only kidding yourself if you think the students won't get involved. They need to know how to fight let me teach them." Harry said getting very worked up but never taking his eyes off of his former mentor.

"That may be, but I am still reluctant to allow you to change the course of history," Dumbledore said calmly. "Did it occur to you that things might become worse if you meddle?"

"Did you think I would make this decision light heartedly?" Harry asked. "I'm not 15 anymore. The Defense teach this year WILL assign me detention after detention after detention for telling the truth about Voldemort."

"Oh, you poor boy," Snape said dryly.

"Detention that she will force me to write lines with a blood quill in!" Harry said firmly showing the back of his hand so they could see the white scare there, 'I must not tell lies.' A gasp went around the room, "I was not the only student she did this to, and I'm not willing to let it happen again are you?"

Very well Professor McFly you have made an excellent argument for your case," a pale Dumbledore agreed. "Now is there any other information you would like to give us about the future you intend to change?"

Harry stopped and thought about it. At this point Dumbledore would be thinking that there is more than one Horcrux and begin to look for them. He could take care of that at Hogwarts when he began teaching, he could bribe the goblins to get the cup, and he would take care of the snake while guarding the prophecy. He intended to ask Snape for help when it came to Harry's* scar, but the ring he could hint to Dumbledore and let him take care of it.

"You remember the Diary? Well, there's another one at Gaunt cottage, but it's cursed and any physical contact is deadly." He told the older man hoping that he wouldn't make the same mistake twice.

"Great, now I have to deal with two Potters." Snape grumbled.