The sound of crying woke him from a sound sleep. Groaning silently to himself, Harry crawled out of bed and stumbled across the hall before the others woke. Teddy quieted a bit when his door open, but went back to crying, hands balled into tiny fists as he waved them around to get attention. "Hey, cub, what's the matter, huh?"

He picked his godson up and cradled him against his bare chest. The crying died down to whimpering as red rimmed eyes stared up at him. "Are you hungry? Bet you are. Come on, let's get you something to fill your tummy with, huh?"

Harry smiled down at the infant who just stared at him with watery eyes. He went downstairs into the kitchen where there were pre-made bottles of formula waiting to be heated. With the tap of his wand, the milk was the perfect temperature and started to feed Teddy. The baby started to suck down the milk with fervor. Harry just watched contently, yet slightly sad. Staring down at the infant, he could help but miss Remus and Tonks. They would never get to raise their child, never see him grow, watch him learn to walk, nothing. Tears started to well up, but he pushed them back. He had already grieved, it wouldn't do him any good to start again. Yes, he missed them, but they would always be with him.

When Teddy finished his meal, Harry put the bottle in the sink, vowing to clean it in the morning and took Teddy back upstairs. Back in his room, he put a rag over his shoulder and set Teddy up, rubbing and patting his back gently until he burped before laying him on the changing table. He put the rag away and set about changing his diaper. Good thing he did too, for it was wet. "All set, little man. Ready for bed?"

Teddy yawned and Harry chuckled. Picking him up, he carried him to the crib and set him down. After tucking him in, the teen started to leave the room when the baby started to whimper again. Turning, Harry stared into green eyes eerily similar to his own and sighed. Picking his godson up again, he carried him to his room and laid down in his own bed, the baby snuggled against him as they both went back to sleep.

Morning came to early for him when he heard his alarm go off. An odd cooing down permeated his sleep addled mind before he registered what it was. Laying next to him, on his back, playing with his toes. A light chuckle came from the tired teen, distracting Teddy from his fun. He squealed in joy when he found Harry awake, kicking his legs and waving his arms happily. "Hey there, Teddy-bear," greeted Harry in a sleep roughened voice.

He got up, picking the baby up in the process before going downstairs to see if the others were up. They were, of course. Fleur was making breakfast while Bill read the paper, and Luna strung beads onto some twine she found. "Morning."

Bill looked up and grinned, the scars on his face stretching slightly, "Morning Harry. Sleep well? Teddy give you any trouble?"

He shook his head, "No, no trouble at all. He just didn't want to sleep alone last night."

Setting Teddy in his bassinet and sat down at Fleur set a cup of tea in front of him. "Thank you."

"It is no problem, 'Arry. Breakfast will be ready soon."

He nodded and took a sip of tea. There was one bad thing about moving to the States, and that was the quality of their tea. He shuddered when he thought about iced tea. Terrible way to make tea. Fleur set a plate of eggs, bacon and fried tomatoes. He nodded in thanks and set about his meal. Luna, having had finished hers, was feeding Teddy. The only sounds that came from the kitchen were the sounds of paper rustling, silverware scraping on plates and dishes washing. It was rather peaceful. Then, that peace was shattered when an owl flew through an open window carrying a vivid red envelop. Without prompting, Luna took Teddy upstairs. The two adults and single teen stared at it as if it were the epitome of evil. Which it probably was, seeing as the name on it was from Molly Weasley. "Can't we just banish it?" asked Harry, slightly desperate.

Bill shook his head, "No, howlers were developed so that people couldn't banish them. What would the use of them be if the people who got them just banished them or silenced them?"

Harry shook his head, "I don't know if it's because I grew up muggle, but wizards seem to the be the most illogical beings in the world."

The other two shrugged as the envelop exploded, "WILLIAM ARTHUR WEASELY! HOW DARE YOU LEAVE THE COUNTRY! WHAT WENT ON THROUGH YOUR MIND? YOU HAD NO RIGHT! YOU'VE UPSET THE ENTIRE FAMILY BECAUSE OF YOUR SELFISHNESS!," the voice changed to that of Ginny after that, "HARRY JAMES POTTER!" Harry groaned and tried to plug his ears, "HOW DARE YOU LEAVE ME LIKE THAT! WHAT GAVE YOU THE RIGHT TO LEAVE ME? WE WERE SUPPOSE TO GET MARRIED! ('Married?' mouth Harry. Bill shrugged.) I HAD EVERYTHING PLANNED AND YOU JUST UP AND LEFT ME! YOU HAD BETTER COME BACK TO ME, BECAUSE IF YOU DON'T, THERE WILL BE HELL TO PAY!"

The envelop burned itself after that declaration. The trio stood still before bursting out in laughter. "Do they really believe that will make us come running back?" queried Bill.

"I don't know, but," Harry looked at the clock, "I have to get ready for school."

He left the kitchen to go get dressed. Across the hall, Luna was playing with Teddy, or, rather, telling him about all the creatures she wanted to find. He went to his room and dug through his dresser to find something wear. After a few minutes of searching, he settled on a dark blue tee with a black long sleeve shirt on underneath and a pair of blue jeans. Leaving the room, he ran in to Luna, who grinned at him and they went back downstairs and out the door. The drive to school was quiet, except for the hum coming from Luna. They pulled in, ignoring the stares come from the school population. Luna, especially, attracted some attention with her clothes. A bright yellow sweater, lime green skirt and riding boots. Before they went their separate ways, the necklace that the blond was working on went around Harry's neck. "To keep the Wrackspurts away. I don't think that you would want to do the dance required to keep them away."

Harry laughed, "Thank you, Tic. Won't you need one though?"

"Oh, no, I won't. Good bye Harry."

She walked off, leaving Harry to go to his class. He was once again one of the first in there, leaving the others to look at him. They weren't sure if they wanted to go and talk to him, though. The thought of them being to scared to approach him made him smile slightly. He sat in his seat and pulled out his book again. Not really having a chance to continue reading, he continued on from where he left off. He didn't notice much, until the bell rang. Blinking a bit, and clearing his mind of the world the book created, he put the book away and noticed his neighbor staring at him with an odd expression on his face. Harry just looked at him for a moment before turning towards the front of the room. Thoughts ran through his head about the teen next to him. He didn't seem human, but that wasn't really a problem. He had Veela like qualities, but Veela had blue eyes, not gold. Werewolf was an option, but that was immediately thrown out. He didn't seem wolf like. A face suddenly flashed in his mind. Sanguini, the vampire he met at Slughorns party. Vampire? Before he could finish that thought, the bell rang and he left the room, not noticing the stunned look on the other teens face.