Chapter eighteen

'Come on Harry, we have to go,' Charlie pulled Harry to his feet.

'I don't want to go anywhere except to find my son.'

'Which you will start doing tomorrow, but Ron said this was important, so we're going,' Charlie kept hold of Harry's hand and led him to the bathroom, 'Wash up, your face looks terrible.'

Harry sighed, nodded then went over to the sink. He stood staring in the mirror before finally washing his face.

'He might look like me or her, maybe he has red hair.'

'I know Harry, you've said that. You'll find out soon enough, now come on.'

Harry sighed again then followed Charlie down the stairs and they both stepped into the fireplace. A few seconds later, they stepped out into Ron's living room where Hermione threw her arms around Harry which started him off again.

'I knew that was going to happen.' Charlie said before sitting down.

'Dad, why is Uncle Harry crying?' Rose stared at her mother and uncle.

'Uncle Harry got some sad and surprising news today. So let's just wait until mum has finished hugging Uncle Harry.'

'Mum always hugs Uncle Harry,' Hugo said looking confused.

'They have been friends for a long time Hugo, the three of us have. This might explain as well, but your mum at the age of twelve was the first person to ever hug Uncle Harry. She found that out and that Uncle Harry liked it, so she's always hugs him since then.'

'Didn't he get hugged by his parents?' Rose asked.

Harry sniffed, 'Probably Rosie, but I was only a baby when they died so I don't remember,' Harry looked at Hermione, 'Thanks.'

'Anytime, now let's sit.'

'Yeah and explain why I had to come here right now, it's not the best time you know.'

'For this mate,' Ron shook his head then pointed at his children, 'Look at Rosie and Hugo, they are loved by their mother and me, they love us, their happy. Rosie how would you feel if you were told you couldn't live with us anymore or even see us anymore?'

'No,' Rosie shouted and hugged her father, 'You're my daddy.'

Harry closed his eyes for a minute, 'Okay, I get it, but I'm going to see him and he's going to know who I am. I will leave him though,' Harry sagged.

'You got that quicker than we thought you would,' Hermione put her arm around her son, 'It's fine Rose and we'll explain why you dad said that,' she looked at her husband.

'You know how Uncle Harry and Aunt Ginny never talk when we're all at the Burrow?'

'Yes, but no one would ever tell us why.'

'Okay, see a long time ago Uncle Harry and Aunt Ginny used to date. Uncle Harry didn't want anyone to know he was gay and he had loved someone that died which made him scared to love anyone again. All of us knew that your Aunt Ginny had liked him for years, so they finally started to go out. But after our war finished, Uncle Harry was a little different. You're mother and I said you'd learn all about our involvement in the war when you're older. Anyway, you're Aunt Ginny ended up pregnant to Uncle Harry but never told him and she left Hogwarts. None of us knew where she went or why, all these years none of us knew. Two days ago Professor McGonagall found out about this and told Uncle Harry, today we found out that she had a son and gave him up for adoption. Do you know what that means?'

'No,' Rose said and Hugo just shook his head.

'It means that the parents gave their child away, the children go into an orphanage, that's where children go that have no parents or their parents didn't want them. Well since Uncle Harry was never told, he has the legal right to take his son if he wants. But the boy might be with loving adoptive parents, they could be people that can't have their own child so they will go and adopt a child from an orphanage. So you see why I asked you that before?'

'Oh Uncle Harry, that's so sad.'

Harry gave his niece a small smile, 'Yes it is Rosie, but I would never let anyone take you or Hugo from your parents, so I can't do the same thing if my son is happy and loved. Your dad is a very wise man,' Harry gave Ron a smile.

'It was Kingsley's idea, but I had the same thought.'

'What happened after we left the court room?' Charlie asked.

'Ginny wrote down all the information, Kingsley has a copy of it. He went to Hogwarts right after to get copies of all the files of kids starting in September since he would be that age. Minerva would have been doing the visits if they were muggle parents.'

'So Kingsley would know what he looks like?'

'Yes, all he said to us was that he was born with dark hair.'

Charlie ran his fingers through Harry's hair, 'He's got your messy mop by the sound of it love.'

'Yeah, maybe, look at Rosie, her hair was darker when she was born now it's Weasley red just like her father, Hugo's got his mother's hair. But I suppose I'll find out soon enough.'

'Uncle Harry,' Rosie stepped over to him and took his hand, 'He'll be upset?'

'Yes, I want him to know but it's more than that Rosie, you've been out shopping with me and your mum, you've seen the people smile at me, some shake my hand.'

'Yes, it's like everyone knows you.'

'Exactly because they do, you'll find out more when you're older. I hate this, but I'm very famous in our world Rosie, everyone has known my name since I was a baby. But since the war ended I'm even more famous now. So you see, people will find out about my son, he will hear about this once he starts at Hogwarts. So isn't it better coming from me than for some stranger to say something to him, someone that couldn't explain?'

'Yes, that sounds reasonable. But can you tell us why you're famous?'

Harry looked up at Ron and Hermione who both looked at each before they nodded to Harry so he could explain.

'Alright, why don't you two sit down and we'll explain. But we can't tell you everything, you're too young yet and some of this stuff you will learn at Hogwarts in later years, even if Rosie is like her mother and will probably know everything before she starts at Hogwarts next year.' Harry gave his niece a smile then waited until they both sat next to him and got ready to explain why he was known as the boy who lived. 'Alright,' Harry lifted his hair off his forehead, 'You've seen this right?'

'Yeah, that's so cool looking Uncle Harry, like lightning,' Hugo said.

Harry smiled, 'I used to think that when I was a kid. But I got this the night my parents died, when they were murdered by Voldemort,' Harry saw Hugo's eyes widen and Rose with tears in her eyes, 'He went to my home because he wanted to kill me. He tried and I got this scar, from then on I was known as the boy who lived. The reason for this is because I am the only person to ever survive the killing curse. This scar was caused by that curse.'

'Oh Uncle Harry,' Rose got up and hugged him, 'That's terrible and so sad.'

'It is Rosie, but it happened a long time ago. But there is more if you want to hear it.'

Rose sniffed, but nodded, 'Yes, I do.'

'Okay, well Voldemort disappeared that night. Everyone thought he was dead, everyone but Albus Dumbledore. He always believed Voldemort would return and he did, when I was fourteen. Again he tried to kill me and then just kept trying to kill me. Finally a big fight started at Hogwarts, between the good side, all of us and the bad side, all of his people. It ended when I finally killed him, I was known, well, I'm still known as the saviour of the wizarding world. He was taking over everywhere, he wanted to rule our world, he was very cruel and very evil, we had to stop him, and we did. Now I had a lot of help, especially from your mum, dad and Uncle Charlie, but everyone sees me differently because I was the one to kill him and end our war. That's why I'm famous, why everyone knows who I am and why I am always in the papers or magazines. People are still fascinated with my life and what I'm doing. So you see, my son will know about this because today I was in court with your Aunt Ginny. That's when she told me she gave our son up for adoption. Someone on the Wizengamot will tell the papers, everyone tells the papers things about me even if I don't want them to, they do.'

'But it's your private life Uncle Harry, can't you make them stop doing that, you're an auror and dad said you're about to be the boss,' Hugo said.

'It is my private life, but no, I can't make them stop. As long as they don't do anything illegal to get the information, there's nothing I can do.'

'Uncle Harry, I need to know something,' Rose said seriously.

'Oh I've seen that look on your mother and I have a feeling I know what you want to know. Alright, ask and if it's alright with your parents I'll see if I can answer.'

'Why did Voldemort want to kill you all the time, did you do something wrong?'

'No sweetheart, I didn't do anything except get born,' Harry looked at Hermione and Ron who nodded, 'Okay, I can't explain everything, but there was a prophecy made about him and a baby boy that would vanquish him, that neither of us could live while the other survives and one of us had to die at the hand of the other. He heard the first part only, that's when he found out about me and came to my home, killed my parents, then he tried to kill me thinking he was fulfilling the prophecy, one of us would die and the other would live.'

'Okay, that makes me feel better knowing you didn't do anything because you've always told us to be honest and never hurt anyone intentionally. So I didn't want to believe that my Uncle Harry could do something like that,' Rose stared at Harry then give him another hug before sitting down.

Harry, Charlie, Hermione and Ron watched Rose and Hugo thinking over everything. Hugo ended up shrugging and they took that as he wasn't quite sure he understood but he wasn't really worried as long as no one was in trouble. Rose on the other hand kept thinking and they knew eventually she would have more questions and this is where her parents would have to try and explain that she was too young and would learn more about this when she was older and hoped she let it go, for now, but being so like her mother none of them thought that was a possibility, more like impossible.