Chapter 28

An hour later, Harry walked down to the kitchen to get a sandwich and glass of juice for lunch. He had left the room in a hurry after finishing his say in the argument. He'd locked himself in his room and wouldn't let anyone in. Even Ginny had sat outside his door for a few minutes trying to get him to talk to her, but no such luck.

He figured that after an hour, he'd be safe to get a quick bite to eat and then return to his room.

He was walking past the room his parents were in when he heard a voice say his name.

"Harry has grown up a lot dear. I just…I don't want to loose him because we can't get over that fact."

"I know, James. I just…he was my baby. How do I get past that fact that he could easily lift me up and carry me around now? He's…so much older now." The wistfulness in his mother's voice made him cringe. He felt bad for his blow up earlier, but not bad enough to apologize yet. They had to realize that what was done was done, and there was nothing they could do about it now.

"I know sweetheart, we just have to take this one day at a time. Maybe he'd like it better if we moved back to Godrics Hollow for now. We can all see each other in the evenings, or for brunch, and get to know each other slowly but surely. He'll understand eventually that we did what we thought was the right thing for him. When it comes time for him to have to make a hard decision with his Godson, he might understand better."

"But James, what if that doesn't happen for a long time? What if –"

"Lily, if it takes until I'm a hundred, I'm not giving up on our son. That Troll scene was terrifying, but they handled it beautifully. I've never been more proud of him, not even since he learned to say Prongs before Pad'oot." Harry grinned sadly. His dad was proud of him, he had been proud of him before. The story of learning his dad and Sirius's nicknames before anything made him silently chuckle.

"I'm proud of him too, James, I just don't like seeing him in danger."

"I know dear heart, I don't either, but he said to me, 'Believe it or not, my life was kind of dangerous.' I think we have to get used to the fact that he is a hero in this time. He's done dangerous things, lived a hard life. We don't even know the half of it, and if we want to know more about him, we have to let go of our baby and get to know our son, who's grown. Okay?" Harry heard a few sniffles and a few more sounds that led him to believe that his dad was comforting his mum in ways he shouldn't be hearing.

So he quickly hurried back to his room to think about what he'd heard. He paced the small room thinking hard.

Several moments went by before he had a thought.

"Kreacher," he called out. A short pop later and the shriveled old house elf was standing before him.

"Yes, Master Harry?" asked the elf. Harry thought.

"First, are my friends and McGonagall still here?" he asked. Kreacher nodded.

"They are talking in the Drawing room, Master. The distinguished Professor was requesting more memory trips from the others and they obliged. They are currently inside the fancy bowl viewing a memory of a giant chess board, Kreacher thinks." Harry grinned. Of course she'd want to see how first years handled her task of hiding the Sorcerer's Stone.

"Okay, when they come out will you please tell them I'm going to join them and to wait for me, then come get me. After you tell me, then get my parents and bring them to the Drawing room. Before all that though, do you have any Meatloaf sandwiches?"

"Kreacher does. Master was ill when Kreacher brought him lunch yesterday, so the food was kept fresh by spells. Would Master like Kreacher to get them for him?"

"Yes, please, thank you Kreacher, bring them…to the Drawing room, I think I'll just wait there instead of here." Harry walked to the door and headed down the hallway while the elf popped down the kitchen.

Harry walked into the Drawing room and headed over to his mound of mail and sighed.

Twenty minutes later and two sandwiches gone, the others showed up abruptly. They didn't notice Harry sitting in the corner reading through several pieces of mail so they continued to talk.

"Do you think Harry would permit me to view the rest of that night? I've always wondered what happened with Quirinus that night. Albus told me that he was possessed by Voldemort, but I don't understand when he was possessed," said Minerva as they took their seats.

"No one really knows for sure when he was possessed. But he met up with Voldemort during his travels a few years before our first year," Harry said from his corner earning a shocked look from the others. "Sorry about blowing up earlier. I think I've come up with a way for me and my parents to…get along better. They should be here soon." With that the door opened and James and Lily wandered in.

"Whose house elf was that?" asked Lily.

"It was mine. I kind of inherited him from Sirius…mum, dad, I wanted to talk to you for a minute. I'm sorry I blew up at you earlier, I just don't like being treated like a child. I've lived through too much to be considered a child and when people treat me like one, it gets to me. Too understand your side of the story, I think it would be helpful if I saw that night, when you had to make the decision. It might help me understand your point of view better," he said philosophically. They looked at each other for a brief moment and then nodded.

"Of course, Harry. And we did discuss my reaction earlier, and I'm sorry I acted like that. It's just so hard for me to see you in danger, especially something that you walked right into knowing that you were in danger," said Lily. She was wringing her hands and looked like she wanted to lunge at Harry and hold him tightly, but she held back. Harry walked over to her and gave her a hug instead.

"I guess I can kind of understand that. But," he said while he was hugging her. He pulled away and looked into her eyes. "You have to understand, I've done much more dangerous things than fighting a Troll. I wouldn't have shown that one to you if I'd have known you'd find that too dangerous. I thought the Troll was a funny one." He smiled at her and he heard Sirius's bark like laugh behind him.

"It was that! But then again, I've watched you fight a dragon, merpeople, and a hag!" said Sirius. James and Lily's eyes widened.

"I've never fought a hag," said Harry as he led his parents back to the couches.

"Oh? One word…ribbit," said Sirius causing everyone to laugh noisily. James and Lily just stared in confusion.

"It's a very long story, I can tell you about it a different time. To make a very long story short, a woman named Delores Umbridge was my fifth year Defense teacher and she was a complete hag, not to mention looked like a toad wearing a pink cardigan and black bow atop her foul head. But, I'd like to see your memory before I get into a different story."

James and Lily decided to both use their memories of the night and they removed bits and put them into the bowl. Before everyone entered James spoke.

"Just so you know, this only covers a part of about twenty-four hours worth of agonizing over a decision. Don't judge us too harshly for what you might see," he said. Harry nodded and stuck his finger in the swirling plasma filled bowl.

A/n: Okay well, my first week of school is done, and it went fairly well! Other than my Photoshop teacher we're all from the 1800's and don't know how to use a computer...she thought she had to teach us how to exit a program from the little X box in the upper right hand corner...i mean come on! So, i got lots of good reviews for the last chapter! people keep telling me to post! so here it is! I just got word that my all time favorite story, harry Potter and the Atiquity Link by semprini on schnoogle is finally updating a sequel!!!!! OMG it's like a dream come true! this story has like, everything in it! It's also where i got my idea of the goblin and the baby pun in my other story, if you've read Summer after, you know what i mean. that's where i got it from, well Semprini told us a few months ago that she's doing a sequel and it would be out by x-mas, and it's coming out now!!!!! I might re-read Antiquity Link first though, just for fun! Everyone should check it out! Okay now that i'm done promoting other stories, tell me what you think of mine!

Oh, i found a book in Borders the other day, it's called the Alchemyst: the secrets of the immoprtal Nicholas Flamel, omg it's so good! Nothing to do with HP, but it's got magic and evil and good fighting for all eternity, and get this...a Prophecy! What story isn't complete without a prophecy? it's such a good story and it's got 2 sequels, maybe more idk.

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