Chapter 2

"NO!" the boy yelled. Harry's eyes widened as he could slightly feel the struggle of the boy's magic. With that last yell the father stumbled back as if pushed.

"I told you no more freakish behavior!"

"Sorry daddy, I didn't mean to." The boy pleaded. The father turned an angry eye towards his son. Harry could see how his other arm twitched. Sudden concern for the little boy flooded Harry and he was moving without another thought.

"Excuse me!" Harry calls out coming to stand next to the father. The other man's expression closing off as Harry approached. The little boy, Alex, looking hesitantly at Harry.

"What do you want."

"I was wondering if I could have a word." Harry started.

"No, now if you would kindly leave I must be going somewhere." The father said tensely giving a dark look to his son.

"Sorry, but I'm not really asking. We need to have a word about your son here." Harry told the man laying a firm hand on the others arm.

Shaking Harry's hand off the father glared at him. "I have no idea why you would want to. Really I must be going now."

"I know magic when I see it, got enough experience with it, and your son is definitely magical. Now I would greatly like to see that he does not get taken to an orphanage." Harry told him.

"What are you saying? Are you one of them? A wizard?" The father asked pausing seeing the serious look on Harry's face. The anger almost seemed to drain out of the man as he looked at Harry.

"Yes I am, can we discuss this inside?"

Hesitating the man nodded after looking intently at Harry before turning and leading him back towards his home.


Sitting down in the chair provided, Harry and the father stared at each other for a moment. Alex had placed himself down on the floor and was looking worriedly back and forth between the two.

"What's your name?" Harry asked after a while.

"Jacobs." The man answered. "Are you really a wizard?"

Nodding Harry pulled out his wand and transfigured a book off to the side into a vase. Hearing the excited gasp from the floor he smiled at the little boy. He frowned when he noticed the uneasy look on the father's face.

"Alex, right?" Nodding the boy looked at Harry with a large smile. "I'm Harry, it's very nice to meet you."

"What's your purpose here?" Jacobs asked bringing Harry's attention back to him. Harry frowned, thinking before answering.

"I admit, his shouting drew me in, I wouldn't have done much that is until I saw the burst of accidental magic. Can I ask, where is his mother?" Harry asked leaning forward.

"Died in the war you lot were having and left me with our son. She didn't tell me much about the situation, just that she wanted to do her part in fighting the evil git who was terrorizing your society. I wanted to know what difference she would make, said she wanted to help until this guy, Potter or something finished everything.

"This was a few months back; she didn't even tell me about magic until Alex started to show." Jacobs said with a sigh. Harry didn't want to feel too much pity over this man who was willing to give up his son because of magic, but it seems there had already been a strain in his relationship, and having lost his wife recently could not have been easy.

"Can you tell me is the war over?" Jacobs asked looking up.

Harry raked his hand through his hair. "Yeah, was finally won back in May."

"Who won?"

"I did of course." Harry said with a smile and winked at Alex.

"You?" Jacobs blinked confused.

"Harry Potter." Harry said holding out his hand amused to see how startled Jacobs was.

"Are you a hero?" a small voice asked.

Looking down Harry saw Alex looking at him with wide eyes.

"I guess, but I prefer to be just Harry." He said with a smile.

"My wife, I didn't take kindly to magic, it's too different for me. I tried with her here but with her gone, Alex's magic has been acting up even more and I don't know how to handle it. I wasn't ready to be a dad when he was born, still don't feel all that prepared for him. Add the magic I just can't handle it anymore." Jacobs confessed. "Honestly I've always had a temper, I'm afraid the magic will be too much and I will strike out at him. He's too much of a reminder of my wife."

Harry sat back and observed the man. For all he could see Jacobs wasn't too bad, but Harry could understand his fear of lashing out, he almost had out on the street. Alex was looking up at his father with sad resigned eyes, no look that should be on one so young.

"How old is Alex?" Harry asked.

"I'm almost 4!" Alex shouted proudly regaining his smile. Harry was entranced looking at this small boy. The thing that drew him in the most was his eyes, eyes that were so expressive, they were captivating. He was also trying not to focus to much on his hair, because Merlin was his hair blond, it didn't fail to remind him of someone else who had startling blond hair. Though Alex's hair wasn't quite so platinum blonde. Shaking his head Harry dismissed those thoughts for now.

"Is there… would you consider another option instead of sending him to an orphanage?" Harry asked looking steadily at the bright young boy in front of him.

"Like what?" Jacobs asked frowning when he saw the intent look Harry was giving Alex.

"Adoption." Harry said looking back at Jacobs. "Would you be willing to transfer custody of Alex to me?"

Shocked Jacobs looked at Harry. "What exactly are your intentions?"

"Like I said adoption, he would be my son I guess for all intents and purposes."

"Really?"

"Yes, really."

"Why would you do something like this?"

"Because I know how it feels to be unwanted placed off somewhere with people who don't want you, and put down because you are different. I don't want that to happen to Alex, which would probably happen if he was left at an orphanage. Besides, I lost my family to this war, I think it would be nice to have family again." Harry said strongly.

"I… Alex?" Jacobs questioned not knowing what to say and looked at his son, the son he had been ready to give up only a short while ago.

"I know it's been hard on you, daddy." Alex admitted standing up and giving his father a hug. "This is better, right?"

"You'll take care of him?" Jacobs asked. While he might not be able to care for Alex anymore, that didn't mean that once he was able to think about it that he didn't want a good life for the boy. Jacobs knew that he wouldn't find that with him.

"Of course I will, with my life." Harry admits.

Jacobs slowly nods. This is probably the best thing that could have happened with the situation. And Alex seemed alright with the situation.

"What do we need to do?"