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"Harry, can you stay behind for a moment please?" Called Mrs Potter to the scowling boy,
"Professor?" Harry said questioningly,
"Harry," she began, "When you destroyed Voldemort, when he possessed Quirrel, you made yourself a target. Me and your father do not believe it's safe for you to remain with the Weasleys this Summer, you will require training, much like your brother. You need to be able to defend yourself." Harry looked at her,
"is that the best you can do?" He asked incredulously,
"excuse me?" Said Lilly Potter,
"you want me home, so you say I need training? I really don't think much of your training, nor do I need it. Damian Potter was almost killed by Quirrel, and you guys have been training him for what, eleven years? That was your excuse for abandoning me, any way. I. Don't. Need. Your. Help." Harry hissed, Lilly Potter burst into tears. He stared at her unemotionally.
"I'm your mother!" Lilly Potter sobbed,
"Only by blood, not legally." Harry said cooly, "You made sure of that." Lilly Potter sniffed,
"doesn't family mean anything to you?" She asked, face blotchy, mascara running.
"Of course." Harry smiled, "but you're not my family." With that he turned and left.
"I can't believe it's the end of the year..." Harry laughed,
"I know right?" Neville grinned,
"Summer time!" Chirped Ginny,
"We can study for next year!" Smiled Hermione. Her friends froze.
"nooooo!" Whispered Harry,
"Hermione..." Said Ginny, "it's the Holliday. We don't have to study..." Hermione smiled,
"but it's good to be prepared!" She chirped, Harry buried his head in his hands, whilst Neville patted him on the back soothingly, Ginny was very pale. Dumbledore got to his feet,
"Congratulations to Ravenclaw for winning the house cup!" he said, clapping his hands as the tables filled with food.
"This is going to be the best summer ever!" Harry yelled. The Potters were watching him with wide eyes as he laughed with his friends, and Damian was glaring heatedly at his brother, who was laughing with Ginny about something.
But none of that Mattered to the four children.
They were content.
James Potter sat in his study in Potter Manor, eyes glazed and unfocused as he looked at the picture in front of him. He was standing between two boys, each nearly one. One hand was resting on each of the tiny boys backs to make sure they didn't fall. He was smiling widely and in the background his wife was laughing, face alight with happiness.
That was before the attack.
He remembered with a crystal clarity everything as his life fell apart. He remembered the attack, and being helpless to protect his family. He remembered giving up his oldest son, and watching, year after year, as the boy's faith in his family waned, before finally disapearing altogether.
Age 2
James gripped his wife's arm reassuringly as he knocked on Number Four Privet Drive. I swung open to reveal a boney faced woman who ushered them inside. She thrust a small, squirming child at them. The boy looked at them with wide eyes, "Aunt Tuney, who dey?" He said, Angelic eyes wide,
"your parents." She said coldly.
"Have they come ta take ma away?" He said, bright eyed,
"No." hissed the boys Aunt, she turned and stalked into the kitchen, "I wish." She grumbled under her breath. The boy toddled towards them,
"mama?" He asked, raising his arms in a way he had seen Dudley do when he wanted to be picked up. Lilly smiled, her first genuine smile since they gave him up, before wrapping her arms around him
Age 3
"can you take me with you!" He cried, looking at them with wide eyes.
"Sorry Harry..." James said, close to tears, "Damian needs training."
"who's Damian?" Harry asked, lodging his thumb in his mouth.
"your brother. He was born the same day as you, and looks a lot like you, but his eyes are brown, and his hair isn't such a mess!" James said, ruffling his sons hair.
"Why does Damian get ta stay with you while I'm here?" He mumbled, Lily and James looked at each other.
"your brother's special Harry, you'll understand one day."
Age 6
"Go away!" Harry shrieked, locking the cupboard door, "Leave me alone! I hate you!" Lilly Potter tapped on the door lightly,
"please come out Harry, we only see you once a year." The door swung open, revealing a sullen looking boy.
Age 9
"Harry, do you want to come round our house for the weekend, honey?" Said Lilly, the small boys scowled.
"Go. Away." The boy growled, slamming the door in their face.
Age 10
"you can go to Hogwarts next year Harry!" Smiled James Potter.
"I know." The boy scowled,
"let's hope you get sorted into Gryfindor, eh?"
"Why?" Harry said, frowning,
"All Potters go to Gryfindor." Said James Potter.
"so?" Asked Harry, raising an eyebrow. James Potter laughed nervously,
"don't want to break tradition now, do we?" Harry merely shrugged
James Potter buried his face in his hands. He hadn't known he was loosing Harry until it was far too late
TBC
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