I do not own Harry Potter and please read the rest of the note from Chapter 1. Ignorance is so NOT bliss.

The theme for this chapter is Have a Little Faith in me by Mandy Moore...

Chapter 54

Life?

Three days later

The funeral was done. As most who mourned her death went back to the main house and away from the family plot, Harry remained and silently, he just stared at her tombstone.

Gabrielle Alexandra Delacourt-Potter

Beloved Daughter

Loving wife

Giver of Hope

"I insisted on the last line wolfling." Isabelle said softly as Sirius crouched down beside his godson. Her hands on his shoulders as she stood behind him, Harry wanted to sob even more again, but fought it back.

"Thank you..."

Alexandre knowing that as much as he wants to help the young wizard, this was something that only his mother and the other could do, as he watched from inside the home from a distance. The Delacourts at the moment were doing all they can to meet the rest of Harry's surrogate family. After all in a way, they were now in-laws.

At this time it consisted mostly at the moment of Alexandre, Tonks, Remus, and the Wolves all of which were sad as they watched what was happening outside.

The wolves were never really punished by Alexandre, but nor were they truly forgiven either.

While Harry had rested, he had not only dragged Remus out along with the others, but between the both of them as this would be a part of Remus learning to be an alpha the way he should have always been. They set about putting the wolves through a training session they would never forget.

It is said that shifters have amazing healing abilities and they do...

But after both alpha wolves were done...

Let's just say that bruises were still marked on the bodies the following day...

A lesson forgotten is a lesson that sometimes needs to be re-enforced. Even if it is done painfully...

"Why her? Why Gabrielle?" Harry whispered. "She had so much more to give then me! Why did it have to be her?"

Saying nothing the two just hold him tightly as he starts to sob once more. No one really noticed how much of an impact Gabrielle had made on Harry's life when she entered it again. No one save Sirius really, who had suffered a similar childhood to his godson.

His family known for being dark, hadn't gone to the level of the Dursleys. But they might as well have with the treatment of him as a young boy and then the teenager. Maybe that was the foresight James and Lily had when they made him Harry's godfather? He had initially balked at it, saying that despite the laws Remus would have been better.

But James had smiled and shaken his head and said... Padfoot buddy, something tells me that Harry will need you more then anyone I know. Lily had just smiled and nodded her head as she handed a baby Harry to him to hold. And looking into those bright green eyes in the little boy's features... and then the cherubic little smile...

Despite his wondering, how could he refuse?

Confused then, it almost makes sense to him now. James and Lily both had come into his life when he needed them at Hogwarts. Despite the tiff they had been having as they to have just met. They had made him really truly smile for the first time in a long while. Giving him hope...

Like Gabrielle had done for Harry...

He had told Isabelle that and the older woman had understood with a smile that beamed joy. It was a saying that as she relayed what Sirius had told her about James and Lily, and how much Gabrielle was like them for Harry as they were for the Black.

They were pleased to add that last line instead of her birth and her death...for that sounded very much like their youngest child.

"It was her time Prongslet..." Sirius murmured softly. "But remember though... Remember her last words?"

Live...live for our son...

"She told me to live...to live for our son..." The young man whispered. "But...but I don't have one..."

Isabelle looked down and smiled softly at him. "Yes you do..."

"How can I? Gabrielle's dead!"

"But...Ginny isn't Harry." Sirius replied.

"What? Ginny? How?"

Seeing the confusion, Sirius now realizes that Harry must not know about the presence and return of the youngest Weasely child. The young woman whom according to Fleur and now even Mrs. Delacourt, whose magic was compatible with Gabrielle's and the baby enough to magically transfer the child to Ginny's womb.

Where the magic would surround and protect the little one, while merging steadily with Ginny's own.

For all intents and purposes, Harry's son...would have 2 mothers and not 1.

Telling the young man to the best of his ability with aide from Isabelle who had listened and was holding onto Harry tightly. Or should we say he was holding on to her...

Already a couple of times when he had asked a question, Harry had slipped and called the shifter woman Mum and neither Sirius nor herself had said anything against it, for he needed her presence. He needed Isabelle's unwavering understanding and care.

And Sirius knew that Lily would have approved...

"So Ginny...is a death eater?" Harry worded carefully. "And carrying my son now?"

Nodding his head, Sirius barely had enough time to catch him, before Harry went ballistic in a mixture of rage and anger. Vengeance in the young man's eyes, the older man had trouble restraining him, to the point that Isabelle had gone to fetch Alexandre to aide Sirius in getting Harry to calm down and to relax. While Remus ran to ward Ginny's room as strong as he could with Bill's aide.

Because unfortunately, much like his godfather, despite knowing that she never actually was the one who set the snake upon Gabrielle. She was the enemy...and Harry was in a rage.

"LET ME GO!"

For only the second time in her life, a small shifter woman pulled back an arm and swung, Only having had to do this once before, when her son had reacted the same way when his mate had passed on thanks to Greyback, she knew that again it had to be done.

As her fist connected with Harry's cheek, everyone was in shock including Harry, who had never been hit before like that save from his Uncle. And even then once he had started his magic, he had never really been hit as he was.

"Are you there Wolfing?" Isabelle said sadly as the other men let Harry go. The young man was too surprised and his power had shut down immediately out of instinct to not harm one's parent. "You can't..." She cried softly.

"But she..."

"No Harry...she may be, but she is also the only one who's magic at that time was compatible with Gabrielle's. Within her body, is your son...yours and your wife's...would you take away the life growing inside her? The child that you and she created...that your mate in her dying breath was desperate to save?"

Saying nothing, Harry just shook his head. His own tears streaking down his features, he finds himself looking at Alexandre and Sirius. Two men, who although for different situations, knew exactly what he was suffering,

"How...how do I live? How...?"

"One step at a time wolfing... and to not forget that there are others who are willing to help you when you feel down." Alexandre said quietly. The wolves were smiling at that as they listened. The older ones remember how depressed and how lonely their leader had been when his mate and child were killed. Many a time they found themselves just talking... Listening to his rambling about memories...

It helped Alexandre and his wolf to heal...and to move on...

Sirius nodded his head in agreement at this man's words and smiled sadly.

"And it will hurt for a long time Harry...the pain it never really goes away. But that's what the good memories are for Prongslet. Remember...remember how I told you I kept my mind in Azkaban?"

Nodding his head, Harry founds himself repeating what Sirius had told him over 10 years ago. "You told me...you just kept telling yourself...you were innocent...and that I was safe."

"Yes...now tell yourself this Harry. Live...don't live for us. Don't live for the job you must do. Live for yourself...and your son. Which by the way...can I be godfather again?"

Despite the pain of the day and of the situation, Harry immediately can't help but smile and laugh at the older man's comment. The others watching the laughter erupting from his lips give a small smile of hope.

"What! I'm serious!" Sirius chuckled. He knows that despite the pain his godson is feeling he needs to be happy and to be sane. And the only real medicine that he knows that works in cases like this...

Is laughter...

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All right...next Chapter

Ginny awakes, Voldemort gloats...and rages.

Dumbledore asks for Harry via Ron to come and see him. To tell him something about a thing called...A Horcrux...