Chapter Nine

WARNING: HP ISN'T MINE:( THE STORY AND NEW CHARACTERS ARE MINE:)

AUTHOR'S NOTE: I'M SOO SORRY IT'S BEEN AWHILE SINCE I'VE UNDATED! I'VE BEEN BUSY AND I'VE HAD SOME MAJOR WRITERS BLOCK! TO MAKE IT UP TO YOU I'LL MAKE THIS CHAPTER VERY LONG! I WOULD ALSO LIKE TO THANK ROGUESMUM FOR HELPING ME AND CHECKING FOR MISTAKES:) FOR THE REST SEE AUTHOR'S NOTE CHAPTER.

Chapter Nine

Damion's POV:

I woke up feeling warm and safe, not really aware of the world yet. I just snuggled more into the warmth and sighed in content. That was when I remembered last night and tensed up, too scared to open my eyes. 'What if that really was a dream. But I feel safe and warm, it could be dad though or another family member. Please don't let last night be a dream!' I thought to myself and slowly opened my eyes fearing the worst.

I nearly cried in joy when I opened my eyes and saw that I really was in mom's arms. 'Thank Merlin it wasn't a dream!' I thought to myself and stare at mom. He looked peaceful asleep. I looked over mom and saw that dad was still asleep too. I smiled at him, never had I seen dad as peaceful and happy as he looks now. Even while sleeping he used to look pained, but now he's sleeping peacefully with a small smile on his face.

I looked back at mom, I couldn't get over that he was really here and alive. Mom stirred a little and unconsciously pulled me closer to him making me smile. I put my head on his chest and sighed contently, listening to his strong, healthy heartbeat. It was about five minutes later that mom woke up and looked down at me and smiled.

"Morning little one, sleep good?" he asked. I smiled at the pet name and nodded, "I slept great! Best sleep I've had in along time!" I said happily. Mom chuckled and kissed my forehead, "Glad to hear it. So, what's the birthday boy want to do on his birthday?" he asked. To be honest I had completely forgot that today was my birthday and as of today I stop aging until 10 years are up. 'Guess that's what happens when you get the biggest shock of your life.' I thought to myself and looked back at mom.

"I actually forgot that it was my birthday today, but I'd like to spend it with you and dad and the others. Mainly I just want to be near you." I told him blushing a little at sounding so childish. Mom put a hand under my chin and made me look at him, "Don't ever feel embarrassed for wanting to be near me, or your father. I wasn't planning on leaving your side anyways, I missed two years of your life and I don't plan on missing more. I'm sorry I put you and your father through that kind of hell," he said and I instinctively leaned into his touch as he continued, "I love you my Damion, and your father, more than life itself." he said and I smiled at him with teary eyes and hugged him as best as I could. He hugged me back and pulled back to look at me and smiled at me and sat us both up so we were leaning on the bed rest.

That's when I caught sight of his wrist. I reached for it and raised it so I could get a good look at it. 'What dad said was true. Mom cut himself to the point that this is scar tissue. It looks weird, I wonder what kind of pain made mom do this to begin with.' I thought to myself and stroked over the scars a few times before looking up at mom to see him staring at his wrist with sad, guilty eyes. "I guess Fenrir told you about this." it wasn't a question, rather a statement and I nodded at him, "Why did you start to hurt yourself? Dad told me about the Dawn person incident, but why do it to begin with?" I asked him and he sighed and looked at me, "When you're ready I'll explain. You're not ready to hear it but I can tell you that Voldemort plays a role in it." Mom said Voldemort with such venom that it kind of scared me a little.

"Who is Voldemort exactly? I know that he hates you and that he's coming after me because I'm your son, but no ones ever really told me much about him. Whenever I asked anyone, they'd tense up and either change the subject or tell me to 'not worry about it right now.' So, who is he?" I asked and mom just stared at me before he laughed a little and shook his head.

"To say that Voldemort hates me is the understatement of the century," he said and I laughed before he continued, "You're right about him coming after you because you're my son, but what you don't know is why he wants you anyways. See, a long time ago a prophecy was made say that the one to vanquish the Dark Lord was coming at the end of July and that he'd have powers he didn't posses and have the power to kill him. There were two newborn babies that fit that role. Voldemort went after the family he felt was a bigger threat and killed the parents and tried to kill the child. But Voldemort didn't expect the mother to sacrifice herself for her child, so when the Dark Lord sent the killing curse at the boy it backfired and he was destroyed that night." mom said and looked out the window before continuing.

"That night Voldemort had actually helped the prophecy come true in a sense. See, the prophecy said that he would mark the child as his equal and that night he gave the boy a scar that connected them, thus making them equals and the giving the prophecy the push it needed to help it come true. The boy went to go and live with his last living relatives on his mother's side in order to help protect him. For ten years the boy lived with no idea who he was, until his Hogwarts letter came. The boy met Voldemort and fought him his first year and every year after that at Hogwarts until he returned his fourth year," mom finished and looked back at me.

I was in shock at what I just heard. I had no idea what to say to mom. We sat there in silence for a few minutes before I found my voice again. "I'm guessing the boy in the story was you." I said and he nodded and pushed his bangs back to reveal a lighting shaped scar. I stared at it wide eyed the looked mom in the eyes, "How did Voldemort come back?" I asked and mom tensed at that question.

"That's one of the things that you're not ready to hear, and I'm not ready to tell you." he said and I instantly regretted asking the question. 'Just great Damion! Now mom's sad and this is the first time you've seen him and can remember seeing him!' I thought to myself and slowly crawled into moms lap and snuggled into his chest. When I felt his arms wrap around me I sighed in content. 'I love how safe I feel in moms arms! Of course I feel safe in dads, but there's something about being in your mom's arms that makes you feel like nothing can harm you while your in them.' I thought to myself and snuggled closer.

Just then we heard dad snore really loud and rolled over so his back was to us. Mom and I looked at each other and started to laugh. "And what's so funny?" dad grunted at us as he sat up and rubbed the sleep out of his eyes making mom and me laugh harder. "We were laughing at how loud you snore, Love." mom said and dad's eyes lit up at the pet name before he mock glared at us, "I do not snore Love." he said and mom smiled at him and nodded his head, "Yes you do Love." he said still smiling. Dad looked at me and mock glared at me, "Do I snore Son?" he asked me. I giggled and nodded my head, "Ya dad, you snore pretty loud. I think you actually snore louder than Uncle Ron." I said causing mom to laugh hard and dad to stare at me in mock shock.

"That hurt son, I'm going to have to get you back now." he said and before mom or I could do anything dad had taken me from mom and placed me in his lap and began to tickle me. I was laughing so hard I could barely breathe. "Mom! Help!" I said between laughs. Mom was laughing hard too and crawled over to us and began to tickle me as well.

Five minutes later we were all laying on each other trying to catch our breaths. When we finally did, mom and dad sat up and smiled at each other before leaning in and kissing each other. "Oh, yuck! Please don't do that with me in the room!" I yelled and covered my face as mom and dad laughed at me. In truth I was hiding a smile behind me hands. I loved how happy dad looked and I loved how happy mom made us both and how we made mom happy. I truly didn't care if they kiss in front of me, but I like to mess with them.

"Why don't we get ready for the day and I'll take you to the Quidditch court with the others and show you how a real Seeker flies." mom said, and I smiled brightly before running to the shower to get ready. 20 minutes later I came out and saw mom and dad making out on the bed. I smiled at them before covering my eyes and running to the door, "Yuck! I told you not to do that in front of me!" I yelled and smiled when I heard mom and dad laugh as the door closed.

I went to the common room and waited for mom and dad to come down so we could find the pack and head to the Quidditch field.

Half an hour later mom and dad came down the stairs and smiled at me. "Ready to go?" Dad asked, and I smiled and nodded before running up to them and bouncing up and down. "Come on let's go! We don't have all day!" I said, causing them to laugh.

We walked to the Great Hall, me standing between them and holding moms hand, and met up with the pack. They all smiled at us and we smiled back and mom explained what we were going to do. They all agreed and we all headed to the field.

There were enough people to make up two teams so we could play an actual game. Mom's team had him as the Seeker; me, Seamus, and Dean as the Chasers; Ron as the Keeper; and dad and Remus were the Beaters. Aunt Ginny's team had her, Eric, and Luna as Chasers; Uncle Neville as Keeper, Sirius and Alex as Beaters; and Tonks as the Seeker. The rest of the pack was in the bleachers cheering us on and keeping score on the score board.

The game started and Aunt Ginny's team was beating us by 20 points. Mom and Grandma Tonks had yet to see the Snitch and were flying above us watching the game and keeping an eye out for it. I had the Quaffle and was headed towards the goal when Aunt Luna cut me off and tried to get the ball from me. I was faster though and threw it to Uncle Dean who scored us a point.

All of the sudden mom took off with Grandma hot on his tail. I briefly caught a glimpse of something gold and smiled when I knew what they were chasing and stopped to watch mom chase the Snitch. Mom was so graceful flying a broom, it was almost like he and the broom were one! He flew and did tricks while still being ahead of Grandma and almost caught the snitch a few times. The Snitch flew upwards and they followed it a few hundred feet before it started back towards the ground with mom and Grandma neck and neck.

The snitch got closer to the ground and neither were pulling up. Grandma pulled up about 100 feet from the ground and flew somewhere else while mom kept going for the Snitch. I started to get scared when I noticed he wasn't going to pull up. I looked around to see if anyone was going to try and stop him, but everyone was either going about the game as if it wasn't happening or smiling at mom. I looked back as mom got very close to the ground. Just before it hit the ground the Snitch pulled up and flew parallel to the ground, mom was still going down. I was about to yell at mom but at the last second he pulled up and flew right behind the Snitch, never once touching the ground with either his feet or the broom. A few seconds later mom caught the Snitch and held it up in the air.

Everyone cheered and landed and I ran to mom and threw myself at him. He caught me and held me close. I looked up and smiled at him, "That was so cool! I didn't think you'd pull up and were going to get hurt, but you did at the last second and didn't even touch the ground! That was awesome!" I yelled and everyone laughed. Dad came up and kissed mom and they smiled at each other.

"Nice work bro, but you've done better stuff than that! Do some real tricks next time." Uncle Ron said smiling at mom and patting him on the back. Mom smiled at him, "Well I'm sorry I've not been on a broom for a long time and didn't want to do a bigger trick my first time back on a broom!" he said and they both laughed and I stared at them in shock.

"You mean you can do cooler stuff than what you just did?!" I asked and mom smiled at me and nodded. "Yes your mother can. He's known to do SOMETHING every Quidditch game that'll cause the audience to have heart attacks." Aunt Ginny said and mom glared at her. "I do not give them heart attacks, I just like to spice up the games." mom said and Aunt Ginny laughed and shook her head at mom. "Whatever you say bro, whatever you say." she said, and mom smiled at her.

I turned to dad and threw myself at him and smiled at him, "You did a great job too dad! I feel sorry for anyone that makes you mad if you can hit that hard." I said and everyone laughed again. Dad picked me up and placed me on his shoulders and placed an arm around moms waist and smiled at him. "Why don't we go and give this birthday boy some cake and open presents." dad said, and everyone headed to the castle for cake and to party.

My birthday party was awesome! The Quidditch game was fun and the cake was awesome and I got some great presents; like my own broom from Uncle Ron, some fun books about mythical creatures from Aunt Hermione, and a new album from Grandma Sirius and Grandpa Remus. I got other things of course that were very cool. But, the best present was to be able to turn and see BOTH my parents standing by each other with dads arm around moms waist and mom leaning into him smiling at me. That was the best thing I could've ever gotten.

Now it's late, and everyone's camping out in the common room in front of the fire. I snuggled into mom and dad spooned behind mom and placed a hand on me in a protective way. I sighed when mom kissed my forehead and fell asleep listening to his strong heartbeat and to dad's protective touch.

OK, SO, I DON'T THINK IT WAS VERY LONG, BUT I HOPE YOU GUYS STILL LIKED IT! AGAIN, I'M SO SORRY IT TOOK ME SO LONG TO UPDATE! I PROMISE IT WON'T TAKE ME SO LONG NEXT TIME!