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James sucked in a breath as he took in the site of the tall, messy haired man that stood near the crib. Of course, he already knew who the man standing there was. He also knew that if the man stood facing him, he would see his cheeks, his chin, his mouth. But not his eyes. No the eyes wouldn't be his hazel but Lily's emerald green eyes. The same eyes that just like him seemed to stare only at that man.

His son.

His and Lily's son.

The son that seemed to look just like him, except the eyes. Then again, he even got his bad eyes sight, so the glasses where there as well, perched slightly on his son's nose as he leaned further towards the inside of the crib.

Lily looked wondrously at her son, he had grown so much over these past eighteen years. Eighteen years... Yes, it was August 2nd, exactly three months since the battle at Hogwarts that had ended the war and the terror that had come with it. Her boy had defeated Lord Voldermort.

He was a hero, the boy-who-lived, the chosen one.

But to her he wasn't Harry Potter the savior of the Wizarding world. He was just Harry, her son, that she was proud of, so very proud of.

Sirius couldn't believe that Harry was eighteen, that he was seriously just eighteen. After all that he had been through...well he should have looked like an old man, but he looked young, healthy and like a heavy burden had been lifted from his shoulders.

Dumbledore looked on as Harry and Ginny looked down at the crib, listened as they whispered to each other as the mobile overhead the crib continued a slow melody that sounded sad but hopeful as the song ended and started over again. He felt so proud of the man that Harry had become, sad that Harry had to endure all that he had and happy that he was able to still smile, a carefree smile. A smile no more strained with sadness.

Dumbledore knew he had left that world in good hands, because he had left it in the hands of his students that he had taught and nurtured for seven years and then sent into the world. He had left his mark on the world, on the hearts of some and knew that peaceful times had come again.

The sadness that people still felt from the war three months ago was still there but they would learn from that. They will remember all that happened, they will remember the people that fought and they will work together for the future. For the future to say bright.

Sitting in this room surrounded by his old students he let a wave of sadness set over him. For James and Lily who gave up their life's or the greater good and who had to sit and watch as their child fought to survive. For Sirius, who had a life, had that taken away for twelve years and never was quite the same again until he died and gained peace. For Remus and Tonks, who also gave up their life's for the greater good and who now sat here in heaven unable to hold their newborn child.

The newborn child, Teddy Remus Lupin, he was perfect.

Well that's at least what Remus thought as he stared at the screen, where it had zoomed in on Teddy sleeping in his crib. His son, perfect, in his sleep the newborn's hair had changed to a chocolate brown, his little hands had fisted and grabbed onto the blanket that lay over him as he slept.

Remus chuckled as he noticed Teddy drooling in his sleep. He listened, startled as he heard the chuckles reflected on the screen, realizing that he had forgotten about Harry and Ginny being there with his son. He watched as hands, Harry's hands, moved Teddy's sleeping face away from where it had tilted into the puddle of drool that had began to form near his head.

The screen zoomed out as Harry lifted Teddy out of the crib and cradled the baby in his arms. He felt relief wash over him, that he had chosen Harry as a the Godfather, because really he knew Harry would honor his memory and be a great Godfather for Teddy. Glancing out of the corner of his eyes, Remus watched as James gaped at his son. His mouth hanging wide open as he watched Harry gently rock the baby.

Remus chuckled again as he turned his head completely towards James and watched as he poked Lily in the side and asked when Harry had learned to care for a baby, as this was the first prolonged visit Harry has had with Teddy. Remus also pondered this as Lily shushed James and told him it of course came from her because James could never just pick up a baby and immediately know what to do.

There was truth to that, Remus figured that Harry was so used to adapting to things that came into his life that this was easy to him.

He adapted to the idea of someone so evil and powerful wanting to kill him...so yeah, Harry could adapt to caring for his godson.

He was impressed, though, Harry was doing very well with reforming the ministry to something good and not evil, of course he had help but he had been busy these past few months and had only seen Teddy on occasion. Now that he thought about it, the nearby clock in the nursery read 11:35, it was nearing close to midnight. Remus felt a burst of gratefulness to Harry, yet again, for taking the time when he should be sleeping or relaxing during the time he had away from work, to visit Teddy, let Andy have some rest and spend time with his godson.

It probably also helped that Ginny was there, as well.

The people in the room turned their attention back to the screen as they heard Ginny giggling, watching Harry and Teddy they burst out laughing as well.

Teddy had woken up during the time that James was poking Lily in the ribs and had changed his appearance.

Remus laughed at his son that had changed his appearance to look like a miniature Harry Potter.

Harry looked like he was torn between amusement and awing at Teddy. Ginny, though, seemed to have no problem with both laughing at Harry's deer-in-the headlights look and awing at Teddy's wide unblinking eyes that stared up at his Godfather.

"Hey prongs, I can now say that he is definitely your son, especially with that deer look he's sporting now. I mean look at those eyes grow wider and wider-" Sirius' sentence got caught off as James smacked him with a nearby pillow.

But that could do nothing about the barking laughter that was still coming very loudly from underneath a growing pile of pillows.

Of course, Sirius seemed unfazed by the growing amount of pillows covering him and even started to build a fort with them as James ran out of pillows to throw.

Eventually things simmered down again and everyone turned their attention to the screen once more with Sirius poking his head out of his newly-built fort to continue watching. "Like a ground hog," Tonks thought as she watched Sirius' head vanish into the fort like a turtle and laughed as the head poked out again once more with food in it's mouth now.

Turning to the screen and leaving her second cousin to his snack, Tonks felt a pang of jealousy as she watched Harry hand Ginny her baby. She tried to push the jealousy away but it stayed there as she watched Harry leave the room for a moment to warm-up some milk for Teddy.

Now it was just Ginny and Teddy in the nursery. Tonks was happy that her friend would help take care and guide Teddy but she also felt sad and jealous that she could touch, hold, her son.

Finally pushing back her tidal wave of emotions, Tonks watched Ginny and Teddy with little emotion on her face. But she couldn't fool her husband though, she realized as she felt Remus' hand grip her smaller hand and gave it a squeeze, running his thumb in a smoothing circle on the back of her hand.

Harry eventually returned with the warmed milk, giving the bottle to Ginny who now sat in a rocking chair in the corner of the room, whispering tender words of love and care to Teddy. She raised her head from Teddy and sent a smile at her boyfriend, her red hair, brightly colorful in the the light that glowed from the stars on the ceiling. They all watched as Harry ran a tender hand threw her hair as she fed Teddy his bottle.

When the bottle was finally empty and Teddy had drifted to sleep, they watched as Ginny lowered Teddy into Harry's arms and grabbed her sweater that lay on a near-by chair. They smiled as Harry leaned down and gently kissed Ginny on the lips ad watched as she left the room to find Andy and tell her they were leaving. They continued to watch as Harry placed Teddy gently back into his crib. Tears were wiped hastily away from the women's faces as they heard Harry tell Teddy that he would try to be a great godfather for him.

The tears on the women's faces became more pronounced as they watched Harry lean towards Teddy and give him a light kiss on the forehead. The men in the room, seemed to as Sirius defended, "develop allergy symptoms," as they watched Harry brush back some of Teddy's hair that had fallen over his eyes. "Ah Hell, forget it," Sirius finally said, giving up, as the other males had, on stopping a tear streak down his cheek as he listed to his godson tell his godson that he loved him.

They continued watching as Ginny and Harry bid Andy goodnight, laughed as Harry had to physically drag Ginny away from Teddy and stared at the screen long after the picture of a laughing Ginny and Harry apparated away from the house, Andy softly smiling at the pair from her doorway.

Eventually the screen's picture faded away completely leaving only the reflection's of the people watching the screen. Their tear stained cheeks still glimmering slightly in the dim lights of the room, as they waited for the next scene to flicker to life on the screen.