The car came to a stop outside of Euston Railway Station. Harry looked at the building with eyes wide. When he heard Tonks say train he was thinking of the tube, and that his new father wouldn't be that far from the Weasley's and he'd be able to see the red – headed clan whenever he wanted to.

"Don't move Harry." Tonks said as she unbuckled her belt and got out of the car. Harry saw her grab the luggage from the trunk of the car and as he saw her approaching he decided that he didn't like this new arrangement. He wasn't going to leave London if he could help it. He locked the car doors.

Tonks trying to manage the suitcases never saw the boy push down on the locks of the car, and she found herself surprised that the door didn't open for her when she pulled on the handle. "Harry open up, we've got to get going. The train is leaving in half an hour." Tonks said jiggling the handle harder and faster in hopes of prying it open.

"Changed my mind." Harry yelled right back at her. "Not going." He crossed his arms and sat there huddled in the seat as if he kept doing that he would disappear.

"Please not again Harry, we don't have time for this." She begged, exasperated. She loved this child, but sometimes she felt like killing him, especially on days like these.

"Not going Tonks, you never said anything about leaving London, I thought I was getting to stay in the country at least." Harry yelled through the window. She could see that his face was turning a beet red in anger; this was definitely not going over well.

"Harry it's just to Scotland, it's still part of the U.K. you won't be that far, I'm sure you're dad will let you visit every so often." She tried to soothe the boy. She knew she didn't tell him the whole truth, but if she were honest she thought the boy would be in such distress that they weren't taking the normal tube that she decided to forgo that little bit of information when she told him about the train ride, in fact she actually hoped he wouldn't notice, which she realized that that was just plain stupidity on her part.

"I don't want to go to Scotland, you never mentioned that part. I want to stay here."

Tonks sighed in exasperation. "Harry open up this moment or else."

"Else what?"

Tonks was so puzzled she had seen many sides of Harry, but this rebellious and determined side she had never seen before and she knew one thing, she didn't like it, not in the least.

She didn't know what she was going to do, she had no way of getting the car open and if she called for someone to come help with the door that would make them late for their train.

"What am I Thinking," She said aloud to herself, "I have the keys." She cried out in triumph, making a couple of people in the parking lot stare at her as if she was crazy. She took out the keys from her pocket and opened the door looking at Harry expectantly.

Harry looked at the woman and their eyes met. Tonks saw the determination in the boys eyes die out fast and just as quickly be replaced with a resigned look. She hoped she would never see that haunted look in the boys face ever again.

"Harry," She said gently, "are you really going to make me unstrap you like a little kid, and than forcefully take you out of the car?" she smiled to herself, reverse psychology always worked every time.

"No." Harry murmured from his position.

Unbuckling his seatbelt Harry slowly slipped out of the car. Tonks taking a hold of the tiny wrist, before he decided to run.

"You can let go of my arm, I'm not going anywhere." Harry stated his eyes looking downward; he looked like a kicked puppy times two.

She let go of his hand, dropping hers, but staying at the ready, watching the boy for any sign of running away. She was used to runaways and her reflexes had improved over the years. She hated seeing Harry this way and decided on something to cheer him up.

"Harry we didn't waste that much time, I bet we have time for an ice cream. How does that sound?"

"Can't I'm lactose intolerant."

"Since when?" She looked at him in disbelief, it was never stated in his files, and over the few years that she had known him every summer she would always see the kid eating an ice cream.

"Since yesterday." Was his reply.

"Harry you're not lactose intolerant. I know of a nice place in here that has the best homemade ice cream in town, and you can choose whatever topping you want, you can even put apple pie in it if you liked to." She nudged him giving him a smile and a wink.

"No thanks Tonks, I'd rather just get on the train." The boy looked up at her dejectedly.

"Alright Harry." Tonks said, taking him by the hand, this time Harry didn't feel the need to protest, each were in need of the comfort from the other, instead he gently squeezed as if reassuring himself that at least she wasn't leaving him so soon, not yet.

They made their way to the platform, and when they spotted their train, Tonks led Harry into their compartment it would be an overnight ride. They didn't have beds, but their compartment was private, and it had plush seats. Harry took a seat by the window, as Tonks shifted the luggage into the rack. Than Tonks sat down beside Harry. Gathering the boy closer to her, in a comforting embrace.

Harry tried to be brave, and he was doing a good job of it too, but when he heard the horn whistle, and felt the train beginning to move, fresh tears poured down his face. He didn't acknowledge that he was crying and just stared out the window, wondering if this was going to be the last view of London he'd ever had.

Tonks held the boy tighter, her heart telling her to return him to the Weasley's and back into his Mother's embrace, but her head knew that the boy belonged with his biological father. She also knew with time that Harry would have the real family that he had always longed for.

Ten minutes into the Train Ride there was a knock on the door. Tonks went into her briefcase and took out what she knew was needed.

"Tickets Miss." The portly man asked, and soon bustled off to the next compartment after checking the two tickets and verifying the occupants of the compartment.

Before she sat back down, she reached into her briefcase once more and pulled out a yellow file folder.

Harry looked at her curiously, wondering what she had in her hands.

"This Harry," She began as she settled herself once more beside the boy, "Is everything you wanted to know about your dad. Do you want to see?" She asked, hoping that Harry was finally going to take the initiative and say yes, she could see questions wanting to come out of the boy, and was hoping that this was a good sign. That maybe Harry was going to give this a shot.

Harry looked uncertainly at the folder, as if it was the reason for all of his problems. He wanted to look at it so badly, he wanted to see the picture that Tonks kept talking about, see the man that looked like him, but he didn't know if he could. His fingers reached tentively towards the folder, and just as quickly were drawn back, and he sat staring out at the window once more.

Tonks sighed softly. Harry was so close, she was hoping, but now she knew she was going to make the first move, just like with everything else.

Out of the corner of his eye, Harry could make out Tonks opening up the folder, and taking out what looked to be a photo. He closed his eyes and imagined that if he didn't see than that wouldn't make it any more real. Harry however, couldn't ignore the fingers lightly tapping his shoulders, and the occasional poke to his arms.

Opening his eyes slowly he made contact with Tonks'. He could see it in her eyes the reassurance that he needed, and carefully as if he were likely to get burned he took the photo from Tonks outstretched hand.

"His name is James Potter, Harry." She said as if putting a name to the face in the picture would make it any easier on the nine year old.

Harry counted to three and once he got to the end number he turned the picture around. When he looked down he saw an exact replica of himself. And thought that this would be what he looked like when he was around thirty.

"I look almost like him Tonks." Harry exclaimed quietly amazed that someone in this world matched his appearance. His mum had red hair and the only resemblance was their eyes. However, the man in the picture had his unruly hair, and same facial structure, Harry looked like a mini carbon copy of the man in the photo. "Look at our hair, it matches." The boy was in awe; maybe this was going to work out after all.

"Tonks?" Harry asked, waiting for the woman to respond to him.

Tonks looked down at Harry, she didn't know how he did it but he was able to switch his emotions like a chameleon changing its colour. She could see he was worried.

"You can ask me anything Harry. I told you already that I would answer any of your questions, at least the ones that I have knowledge of. He looks exactly like you Harry," Tonks said staring down at the picture in the boy's hand, "except for your eyes, you have your mothers."

Harry smiled at that, he missed his real mum so much too, that he liked to be reminded from time to time that he had her eyes.

"Did James ever say why he left me and mummy? Was I a bad baby?" He questioned biting his lower lip, if she said he was, he didn't know what he would do.

"No Harry. You were never bad, your mum loved you very much and you know that." She said very adamantly.

Harry breathed a sigh of relief and stopped the gnawing of his lips. "I know that, but than why didn't he want me and mummy, why did he leave us in the first place, and now all of a sudden why does he want to separate me from my new family?" So many questions rushed out of the boy that Tonks didn't know where to start and where to end.

"First off Harry, your dad doesn't want to cause you pain instead he's trying to do what's best by you, he never knew that you existed, but he said that if he did know he would have came for you the second that he heard he had a son. Second off all Harry he doesn't want to separate you from your family, he wants to give you one. Harry the Weasley's took really good care of you, and I know that you all considered each other family, but this was inevitable, we knew James Potter existed and it was just a matter of time until we found him, the Weasley's and even myself were hoping that the adoption was going to come through first and we wouldn't have to split you all up. But in the end even I feel that this is going to be the best thing that could have ever happened to you." Tonks explained to the boy.

Another knock on the door, and Tonks was out of her seat opening it.

"Any tea or sweets." The little old lady asked, showing the pair an array of sweets.

"I'll take two teas please, Harry you hungry?" Tonks asked.

"A little." Harry said dejectedly.

"We'll take four sandwiches, six bags of crisps, and two doughnuts ahhh better make that a dozen, we have a long night." Tonks said, her face flushing as she noticed two sets of eyes on her. "What? I haven't eaten in awhile and I'm hungry." She said trying to explain herself.

After paying for the food, Tonks divided the lot up.

"Are you really going to eat all that up?" Harry asked her amazed. He knew Charlie and Bill could eat, but they were growing boys as his mum used to say, Tonks was a grown woman, who was also tiny, Harry didn't know where she was going to put it all.

"Yes as I've said I'm hungry, so I'm going to eat. Anyways it's not all for me; half of it's for you. You didn't eat dinner yet either, and trust me these sandwiches aren't going to be filling."

"I'm not that hungry, I was just thinking of getting a biscuit." Harry exclaimed.

"That's not a proper meal Harry. I'm sure Molly wouldn't approve of that." It was said in hopes that Harry would eat, but she soon realized her mistake.

"No she wouldn't." Harry said very quietly and turned his head away his appetite all gone now.

"Harry I didn't mean it like that, I just wanted to get you to eat. I know Molly and Arthur would be very upset that you're going to skip a meal." Tonks tried hoping to reverse the damage.

"Well it wouldn't matter anyways, because they're not my parents are they?" He asked anger again seeping into him. He didn't want to act this way, but he was feeling so frustrated that all he wanted to do was throw that food at someone, his main target sitting not more than two feet away from him.

"It would matter Harry because they may not be your parents but they love you just the same, and they wouldn't want to see you hurt yourself." Tonks said grabbing a sandwich and putting it under the boys nose.

"No I don't want it Tonks." Harry said pushing the hand away from him. He wasn't hungry anymore in fact he wasn't feeling very well. Everything catching up to him.

He pushed Tonks aside and made a break to the nearest loo, where he threw up.

Tonks snapping back, after being caught off guard rushed after her fast little charge and found him disappearing into the loo. She knew it was a male's one, but she couldn't trust Harry by himself. Luckily it was empty and she found the boy in the first stall his head bowed and the sound of retching reaching her ears.

Harry became stiff when he felt the hand on his back rubbing gentle soothing circles. After he threw up he felt a little better and he wasn't too surprised when he found Tonks in his stall's doorway.

He looked up at her with those big green eyes filled with unshed tears, and her heart almost shattered. "Tonks I want my mummy." He cried into her shoulders as she hoisted him up off the floor and carried him into their compartment.

"I know you do Harry." Tonks said laying the boy's head on her shoulders, and offering him a cuppa. "But soon you'll be with your dad and he will protect you and love you."

Harry drank his tea gratefully, which helped to wash away the awful taste of throw up. "Tonks will you tell me more about my da…" Harry couldn't say it yet, to him Arthur was still his dad, and if he did call James that word, it would be like he was betraying the Weasley's, "about James?" Harry asked.

"You know it's alright to call him dad, Arthur would be happy. And yes I'll tell you more about him Harry." Tonks said, running her fingers in his hair. "You see Harry from what I know when him and your mother met, James was a traveller in a sense of the word. He was exploring the world, just visiting different places, and when he came to England that's where he met your mother. He's told us that they went out for about a month, and he said he was so in love with her Harry that he was planning on asking her to marry him."

"So why didn't he?" Harry asked now enthralled to know more, he knew his mother for such a little bit of time and at that time he was so small that Lily didn't feel the need to explain to her son about her past. She was waiting until he got older.

"James said that the day he was going to propose to her, he got cold feet and he ran away. The idea of marriage seemed wonderful, but the actual thought scared him. And he couldn't face her, so he ran away, moving on to another country. At that time your mother was already pregnant with you. He kept saying during the interview that if he had known she was with child he would have stayed Harry. He would have been there for you both. But he didn't and he moved on with his life, he said he learned a lot in his travels, especially he learned to grow up in a sense. Your father runs his own joke shop in the local town, and apparently he does extremely well, especially during the tourist season. He also co-owns different restaurants in town. He has a nice place Harry. A large garden, a big house, you'll get your own room, he's going to take you shopping for new toys and clothes once you're settled. He also said you're going to want for nothing. And there are lots of children for you to play with in the area. Oh Harry if you could have seen his face when we told him he had a son and we had been searching for him for a few years, it would have killed you. He doesn't know you yet Harry, but he loves you, he loves you more than anything."

"Why does he love me Tonks he doesn't even know me? Maybe when I get there he'll hate me and than I can go back to the Weasley's." Harry said having listened to all that the woman told him, but he couldn't believe that a stranger could love him from only hearing about him.

"He won't Harry, he cried when he heard about you. He said he couldn't wait to feel you in his arms, he said he always wanted a child, but his wife can't have any children, they are so excited to meet you, he's heartbroken because he's been separated from you for so long. In fact he's had the same concerns about you, he thinks that you might hate him for abandoning you, he was concerned that you would not want to be with him."

"I'm also going to have a new mother?" The boy asked wearily. "Why do you guys not tell me anything?" He cried not regarding the last thing Tonks said about his dad's worries.

"She's really nice Harry, she anxious to meet you, she also has longed for a son for so long. She says you're the answer to her prayers. Her name is Bellatrix. She's very excited to meet you." Tonks said giving Harry a tiny smile.

Harry only humphed and turned away again. Looking out at the rolling hills and countryside. "I ome hae im fow noa bein thewe, he in't ow." Harry said quietly his voice muffled by his arm that he was leaning against.

"I'm sorry what was that Harry. I didn't hear." Tonks said pulling the boys face away from his shoulder.

"I said I don't hate him for not being there, he didn't know about me or mum." Harry repeated.

"He'll be glad to hear that Harry." Tonks said, noticing the boy drifting off to sleep.

As the sky grew darker outside and the trees and lakes dimmed, Tonks knew that Harry would be going home, not to be Harry James Evans, or even Harry James Weasley. Harry would now and always be known as Harry James Potter. A few more hours and father and son would be reunited.

Tonks found a blanket and pillow and slid it gently under and over Harry's head and body. "You have nothing to worry about Harry," She gently whispered. "Everything will be fine. Your dad really did cry when he heard about you, you will be loved." She kissed his forehead, and moved to the next bench across from him. Succumbing to her own sleep.

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A/N: Thanks to everyone who reviewed added me on alerts and favourites. It means the world to me. I appreciate it all. Please continue to review and let me know whether or not you like this. I also don't know if I got places right and my timing may be a bit off, sorry I tried to stick to the correct geographics and time frame, but if I didn't get it right i'll try next time.

I'm sorry this took so long, I just started a new job and rl's been crazy right now, but I hope to start the next chapter very soon.

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