Okay, thank you for your kind patience with me on this story. I've decided to continue where I have left off and get this finish. I apologize for such shortness of this chapter, but I suppose it will be enjoyable to read.

Harry slept in for quite a few hours, yet, Albus wasn't too worried about his boyfriend locked up in his room. Once Harry woke up, he decided to see how his boyfriend handling and noticed how buried under those paper works he's stressing over on. The chosen boy noticed the clock that it was dinner hour.

"Albus?" Harry decided to approach for a change.

His boyfriend glanced up with a smile, "Yes, my dear?"

Harry soothed his bump, "I'm hungry, do you mind I get dinner early?"

"Harry, you missed dinner already." He set his writing tool down, "However, I have not eaten either. Perhaps we should go out to eat? Our first date, would you like that?"

The soon-to-be Savior blinked and did not realize Dumbledore was willing to take him off the school property, let alone for a date. He was hungry and saw no harms.

"I suppose there isn't any harm in eating out with you. What is your budget?"

Dumbledore shook his head, "Harry, money is not an issue. I already set aside money for our child to inheritance when she comes of age."

He sighed, "You really want to make this work out, don't you?"

Albus smiled innocently and Harry reminded himself that man isn't innocent as everyone perceived to be. He mentally promised to try a relationship for Dumbledore and for their daughter. Albus stood up and held onto Harry's hand to apparate elsewhere to such fine dining area. They were in a dark, yet, seeable restaurant. Harry could hardly recognize the place and noted this was secured with privacy. No one would hear their conversation unless they walk into their booth. He should have suspected his boyfriend would do something like this.

"Dinner for two, please." Albus requested.

The servant nodded and led them to their booth for the night. They followed and observed others chatting, yet completely silent around them. Harry tried to read lips, but he failed to do so. He wondered if Hermione would be helpful to teach him. He wasn't too sure if it'd help, but it was something rather useful.

Albus let Harry sit down first and he sat down next. The servant took their drink orders and went off to arrange. Harry hasn't thought much of having a first date…with someone who used to love his father. He did not bother to question that subject and decided to focus this was for the baby girl they are having. Only Draco knows the truth, how ironic when it should have been his best friends to know. He feared for their lives at risk, but it was better than no one. Draco was risking himself out there to protect Harry and their baby.

"You know, how are we going to keep this away from Voldemort?" Harry observed his reaction closely.

Albus flinched a bit at the name, but Harry knew something was up. If Voldemort learns the truth, then it would risk two lives. He had to do whatever it takes to protect the baby and makes sure his friends and Draco take care of the baby.

"I will do my best to keep the media out of this, my dear. I have the order of the Phoenix members involved to keep things hush down to prevent prying into our personal situation." He softly smiled at his boyfriend.

Harry nodded and accepted this kind of a truth. However, he knew too well words will get out eventually and others needed to be careful.

"Erm, Draco and I came across to-" Harry was trying to explained until he got interrupted by his boyfriend.

"Go to Mr. Malfoy's home. In his bedroom, he has a floo network connection and I will be able to visit you during visitation hours. However, you will be much safer with him and the school will not have many students here." Albus had explained.

"Did I miss something when I was in my room?" Harry took a sip of his drink.

His boyfriend nodded, "Draco gave me the memory of your appointment. We discussed that he should be there for the birth and that I will use the disillusion charm to be there for our daughter's birth."

Harry was glad to know things were taken into plan and seeing how it may turn out in four more months from now. He nodded and kept sipping a few. He set the cup down.

"Sound like a good plan. I have been thinking of bonding with our daughter a little more, Albus, and I'm not comfortable with us yet." The boy-who-lived stated, just pointing out the obvious.

The headmaster's eyes twinkled, "We shall bond some more, Harry. After all, I brought you here on a date and they say, you get to know your date."

Harry nodded, "Okay…tell me what your life was like back then."

He smiled, "I believe I used to be a fool when I was younger, much like your father used to be…"

Albus had explained to Harry how he used to hate muggles because of his father and how school has changed him. How he grew up to learn greatly for his transfiguration and forced to study other things due to raising his sister. Harry had no idea all those times and began to learn the man's history a bit better. Then, he had learned by the time his boyfriend was sixteen, his brother began to claim him and gained a hold of him for nearly seventy years. By the time he had met James during his detention, that's when he had falling in love. Harry was shocked and how willing his father was. He mentally shrugged it off and pretended his father was some other student he barely had a clue and got killed by one of the deatheaters. It helped him a bit, but not much.

"However, you can see I kept myself away from you until now. I did not desire interests to interfere your schooling and knowing that I could be caught immediately because younger children tends to show signs easily and immediately to be thought of abused. If Voldemort did not chase after you, I would have kept your father and you would have been a normal child. Unfortunately, he has done what I had feared and still on the murder range." His head shook.

Harry shrugged, "I think there ought to be a way to stop him. Besides, something is bothering you about him, Albus. Is there something I missed?"

Albus picked up his glass and took deep gulp to avoid the main question. Harry knew the man had talked a lot during their date and it wasn't less than he feels towards the man. He hasn't grown comfortable and this Voldemort wasn't making things easier. He eats the last of his chicken and chews slowly while the baby sleeps inside of him. Once the glass finally set down, the man took a deep breath and looked at the pregnant boyfriend.

"I will tell you once we are back at Hogwarts. It is not safe to speak of him or he will send someone."

"Then, are we leaving now? We did finish our dinner."

"Dessert, my dear?" Albus offered.

Harry shook his head, "No. This one doesn't want any desserts right now and she isn't used to the apparition. I rather not am having turned stomach, Albus. May we go back to Hogwarts now?" He wanted to know the truth of Voldemort a bit more.

Albus knew not to push this. His wand waved and flickered to gain a servant's attention to pay the owing for dinner. He paid dinner through his money and got up with Harry once the tip is given. They headed out of the building and once they were apart from the restaurant building, they apparate back to the school ground. Albus led Harry to the bedroom of his' and Harry refused to step inside anywhere near the man's room. He mentally shuddered and focused on a positive situation, there would be no longer a force sexual activity reminder.

Harry sat down in his rocking chair comfortably and Albus appeared a chair for himself within the room. He sat down next to the man who carries his daughter among them.

The soon-to-be father sighed miserably and looked straight to Harry, "He chose to take you as a threat and decide to destroy you before you could have the strength. When he had killed your mother and father, their sacrifices caused a spell in activation by him. A spell that should remain forbidden because it is merely not worth the risk." His head shook, "He performed…" He gulped, "A horcrux curse."

Harry tilted his head, "What is it?" He struggled to understand what Voldemort has casted.

Albus knew this may be quite disturbing, "When casting a horcrux curse, it required an act of evil doing. For example, killing is one of them. Once you perform such act, you literally split your soul in half and place it into another object or being."

The emerald eyes nodded, "Okay, so he killed my parents and used this curse. But, I do not understand, sir, why would he need such curse when the unforgivable curse is enough?"

"Harry, my dear, it allows him to become immortal. However, you must understand this…your survival had led to the fact you are one of the Horcruxes he placed onto." The elder shook his head, "He wants to remove his piece of soul inside of you by killing you."

Harry blinked once and understood now. All those times, he thought the man-who-shall-not-be-named saw him as a threat to overpower. No, he wanted to restore his soul together! His face was redder than his blood could have had revealed and his teeth gritted.

"All those times!" He hissed, "I thought it was because of the fact I was a threat to him. To overpower him! To kill him!" He burst out of his seat and knocked the table off its legs.

Albus went pale, "Harry, please, you must understand-"

"-Understand! These people are to expect me to save them!" He growled, "I'm not an idiot to figure out the fact to stop this man is by removing all his Horcruxes! By removing the last one in me is to die!"

Albus did not sit down for more than a half of minute to see anger bursting into flames for his lover. He can see the strength to hold back such power and destroy everything in sight almost.

"Harry, please-"

"-And you kept this from me! You've kept everything from me!" He hissed, "I can't believe I'm the fool!"

"Har-"

"Get out! Now! I've had it! Everything you've put me through, I've had enough! OUT!" Harry stomped his foot.

He fumed and already to use his wand to throw some nasty hexes. Albus stood frozen and uncertain how to react. He knew he could not lose his last chance. It was worse than losing James and he decided to allow Harry to calm down and left quietly for the night. Harry let his emerald eyes followed the man out of his private room and once he was out. He announced the password to secure lock on the door and his head shook furiously more than one could express.

He went to sit down on his bed and hugged his stomach.

"I'm sorry my baby girl, but I've had it with your father. I hate him for what he has done." Harry sighed, fumed with anger still.

'Mama, dada does not mean it. Forgive him please.' She mind linked him.

Harry shook his head, "No. Sweetie, he is not a man I trust. I expected him to help me or guide me or be more supporting, but I can't even live long enough," The tears slowly came out, "Not long enough…I don't want to die, my baby girl. I want to live and see the days where you walk, go to school, do magic, and living a life I can see in you. Your father kept everything away from me and destroyed what I called normal."

'Dada is not making mama happy?' She curiously wondered.

Harry shook his head, "No. He never made me happy."

'Who will be my new dada?'

Harry sighed and he felt he had no answer. However, his eyes had stared at the door and knowing it was going to change for good. He couldn't stand staying here and refused to allow the man attempt to regain his trust. He refused to allow his daughter be anywhere near that man.

"I don't know, but I promise he will be someone who will make me feel safe. Someone I can trust, who makes me happy, and very supporting. Someone, who will raise you, when I am gone." His hand covered his mouth and felt shaky.

He couldn't die so young…he barely have much time with his beautiful daughter. He couldn't stand the idea of having to be here at all. It wasn't fair to him.

I am uncertain of when the next chapter is coming out, but within a week.