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I Was With…Jack

Harry pulled a fresh T-shirt on and crept by Ginny, who was curled up in bed, sleeping. He swiped up his coat and hat on the way out.

Snow was falling peacefully outside and the sun had not yet risen above the horizon. Orion followed Harry towards the familiar woods, stepping through the thick snow.

He had plans to meet Lauren, but he wasn't too pleased about them, at least not today; today he'd have to face her entire family, which made him nervous, seeing them again. He knew her brother Evan would be excited to see him, as would her mother, but he wasn't sure about John Skylar, her father.

"Wanna come and support me, Orion?" He petted the dog's head and grabbed a stick, throwing it deeper into the woods. The German shepherd raced after it, disappearing through the bushes and trees.

He continued walking deeper into the thick woods, his mind cloudy. He came to the familiar slab of rock; it was like other rocks scattered in the woods, but to Harry this one was different. He sat down and ran his bare hands, red from the cold, along the grey stone.

Orion appeared before him, dropping the stick at Harry's feet. He patted the dog again and turned back to the rock. He wiped away a clump of snow and traced over the two names craved into it. He traced his own name and then came to her name, feeling tears well up in his eyes. They began to fall, each hot tear melting away the bits of snow on the rock.

"I'm so sorry." He whispered.

***

"So, what do you wanna do for Christmas?" Ginny asked, feeling happier than she had in past few months. Harry had been in the Christmas spirit and was almost…normal again. She could actually look past his red hair.

He still seemed distant, but she kept telling herself he had just been going through a phase of some kind due to his revealing of his true identity. It had to have been hard on him.

"Aren't we going to The Burrow?" He asked.

"If you want." She sat down on the couch next to him and he smiled, pulling her into his lap.

"I'll be anywhere you are."

"I'll talk to Mum about what she's planning. We won't spend the night, there wouldn't be room."

"That's fine."

"So, what do you want for Christmas?"

"Hmm…" Harry wrapped his arms around her tighter. "Well, it has red hair, exactly twelve freckles on her face, amazing brown eyes-mmph."

He was stopped by Ginny's lips covering his. He reached his hand into her hair and sighed contently into the kiss.

"What about you?" He asked, breaking the kiss. He nuzzled her neck, kissing her tender skin.

"Green eyes, messy black hair and a few tattoos." She laughed. "That tickles."

"You're beautiful." He whispered into her neck.

"I love you."

"Not as much as I love you." He breathed, continuing to work his way down her neck, to her collar bone.

"Then, why don't you show me?" She pulled his chin up and found his mouth still open, and his eyes wide at her idea.

"It would be my pleasure." He murmured, tilting his head and kissing her lips.

***

"Teddy Remus Lupin, what are you up to, young man?" Molly Weasley glared down at the devious four year old, who merely grinned up at her.

"Nothing, Mrs. Weasley."

"I raised George, and another one just like him." Molly told the boy. "I know when trouble is lurking about." She turned the boy around by the shoulders and found a roll tucked in his small hands, hidden behind his back.

She took it from him, shaking her head, but smiling nonetheless. "Dinner will be ready soon. Go play with your new toys, and behave. One more incident today and you will not be having dessert."

"Yes, Mrs. Weasley."

"Go play, Teddy." Harry walked into the room, giving his godson a stern look. "And always listen to Molly, kid, it makes things easier." He laughed, looking up the woman.

"Dinner's almost ready, Harry, so you can tell everyday to be patient a bit longer."

Harry nodded, and went back into the living room, finding his spot on the couch beside Ginny. The children were on the floor, as always, joined by Charlie, Bill and George, all playing with them. Angelina sat beside the fire, a hand on the bump that was her and George's first child, to be named Fred if it was a boy and Roxanne if it was a girl.

He wrapped an arm around his fiancé and leaned into her, tired. He had been doing his best to appear happy and was trying to be more like himself for her, but he knew she was beginning to see right through him. She had been more suspicious of him lately and he was spending less time with Lauren because of that; now he mostly just slipped over to Lauren's flat every free chance he had a solid excuse.

He had been planning the tour, but his heart wasn't in it. His heart wasn't in any of it, actually. Harry was going on autopilot, writing music, performing, planning the tour…He wished he could simply get back on a broom and lay around at home with Ginny…

But he owed her this, he had to.

"Harry, come on, let's get some dinner." Ginny pulled him out of his daydreaming and they went into the kitchen that had been magically extended greatly, thanks to Harry, who was the strongest person magically, and was easily able to make the kitchen several feet larger than any of the Weasleys could have.

Everybody sat down and began piling their plates full of food. Teddy and Ginny sat on either side of Harry, and he rested his hand on Ginny's leg throughout dinner.

Harry had more fun at dinner than he had in a long time. He loved the Weasley family. He loved seeing Hermione and Ron, who seemed just as please to have the Golden Trio together again.

Dinner came to a close, as the children began falling asleep on the floor, clutching their new toys, and their parents were scooping them up and taking them home. Harry passed Teddy off to Andromeda when the boy fell asleep and decided at that point to go home.

He and Ginny said their good-byes and they apparated to the Manor. Harry sighed once they were home, and Ginny laughed at him.

"That took a lot out of you."

"Yes, it did. Now, let's go to bed." He groaned, placing a kiss on her neck.

"Come on." She wrapped her arm around his waist and they marched up the stairs to their bedroom where Harry fell into bed, not bothering to undress himself.

He watched as Ginny changed into her pajamas and crawled into bed beside him. "I love you." He told her, exhaustion pulling at him.

"I love you too." She sounded distant, and Harry knew it was because he did too. She felt that she was losing him, and his heart ached, knowing he couldn't change anything about that.

***

"Skylar?"

No answer.

"Lauren Skylar?"

"In here!" Her voice traveled from her bedroom and Harry gave her cat, Buster, a pat on the head as he past the tabby.

Lauren was sprawled out in bed, clearly having just woken up. Her eyes were attached to the blaring television, set to the music channel. Harry shook his head, lying down beside her.

"It's one in the afternoon, Lauren."

"I was tired." She smiled.

"What do you want to do?" He asked.

She turned off the television, and rolled over on her side to face him. "I don't know." She sighed. "How's the tour going?"

"It's in the works. We're still reaching out to artists to simply spread the idea of the tour."

"What artists?"

"We've got all the bands from my birthday and several rappers on board, but so far not enough."

"You'll do it, I know it. How was your Christmas?"

"Pretty good." He shrugged.

"She never really liked this time of the year. The snow she loved, but the holiday never took an interest in her."

"I know." His expression was passive and he played with edge of her purple sheets.

She reached out and held his hand. "Wanna lie in bed a while?"

"Sure." He smiled. He stared up at the ceiling, listening to her steady breathing. His thoughts began to wander to Ginny, wondering what she was doing at the moment.

"Harry, stop it."

"Stop what?"

"Moping, it's irritating."

"I'm not moping."

"You should tell Ginny." She told him in a sing-song voice.

"I will."

"Hmph." She huffed.

"I will." He glared at her for several moments and she sighed, changing the subject.

"I was shopping the other day, and guess who I ran into."

"Who?"

"Ike."

"You're kidding?"

"No! He ran into me and I was about give him a nasty look for not apologizing and then I saw his wild blue hair and I just…screamed."

"Of course, what's he been up to?"

"He spent a couple of years in France, playing with a band. Then he went to Ireland with another band, playing in all the pubs. He just got back to London a few days ago."

"I miss that guy."

"Never a dull moment with Ike around. He said he had been planning to go to America because he heard that's where you were."

"Heard from who?"

"I'm guessing either Jack or Hannah, she still talks to him and you introduced him to Jack when you visited us a month after you left."

"Yeah, probably Hannah. Have you talked to her lately?"

"We went to a film a few weeks ago and we've talked on the phone a few times and exchanged the occasional email, but that's about it. She's still dating Brad."

"The guy with the nose ring?" He laughed, thinking about the first time he met Brad.

Lauren wrinkled her nose. "He took it out, thank God."

"I don't understand why you of all people are so against nose rings. And eyebrows."

"I just don't like them. Lip piercings? Those are kind of cool."

"You're so like her."

"I know." She smiled.

"It's sad the entire group broke up after what happened." He whispered.

"Yeah, well…"

"I still have the pictures from that Cast Off concert."

She laughed. "God, we were so drunk that night."

"Do you have your copies still?"

Lauren bit down on her bottom lip. "Bottom draw."

Harry leaned over and pulled the stack of photos out, smiling at the one on top: He, Ike and Brad, all completely drunk, beers still in their hands. Ike's short, bright blue hair was messy and wet with sweat. Harry's was too, and Brad's brown hair fell over his ears and eyes; he was always blowing it out the way.

"That was so much fun." He laughed, and together, he and Lauren went through every single photo, a memory of that night attached to every single one.

***

Ginny stared out the window, the day was cloudy and the snow was falling with a heavy layer of depression in the air.

Tears fell down her face as she looked at the piece of parchment she held in her hands. She thought about every time Harry had been gone, saying he was with a friend…when Ginny knew that wasn't where he was.

He'd been doing it for months.

Ginny sat down on the couch, trying to think of who he would be with. She knew all of his friends…except for one, she thought back to Harry's birthday…

"Love, this is Lauren Skylar, an old friend of mine. Lauren, this is my fiancé Ginny."

Lauren smiled, her beautiful dirty blonde hair that was nearly a light brown, shining in the light. "Nice to meet you, Ginny. Glad to see someone's keeping an eye on this wild one. He can get a little crazy…"

"I'm home Ginny."

She quickly wiped away her tears as Harry walked in, kissing her on the cheek. Ginny couldn't help but notice an unfamiliar scent on him.

"Where've you been?" she asked casually.

"I was with…Jack." He did his best to sound distracted, and not like he was making an excuse, but Ginny could hear it in voice.

"Oh." She answered, as though she had accepted the answer.

"I'll be in studio." He told her, leaving.

"Ok." She answered quietly, and the moment she heard him finish climbing the stairs she began to cry, knowing she had lost him again, and this time she had no idea why.

A/N: Wait! *raises white flag*

Hopefully you caught on but if you haven't, the next chapter will explain a bit more, as will the one that follows.