'So how did it all start?' Draco said, taking a sip of his coffee. He was back in Potter's kitchen sipping on the coffee prepared just the way he liked. And he was feeling much better now he had showered and changed.

Potter frowned, 'To be honest I'm not sure how it all started. It just happened.'

'How can something just happen?'

'I didn't mean it that way,' Potter said, 'I - it was never intentional - I never planned to start writing.' she sighed, 'I was - like I've told you already - in a really bad place. Some days it just - it got to much. I could still see everything happen all over again in my dreams. And as I told you it was Teddy that saved me, really.'

'What was he four -five? When my aunt passed?'

'Four - he turned five that year,' Potter said, 'It was - I didn't know if I'd be able to do it - I was never good around small children.'

'You wasn't?' Draco said, surprised by this piece of information.

'Things happened - people change,' Potter said, and as though to make her point she added, 'You changed.'

'Fair enough.'

'I guess it was having to look after someone else, that did it, having someone who was dependant on me - that and I didn't want to let Remus down.' Potter said, 'I don't think I could have lived with myself.'

'I guess it was Teddy who started it all off. He came home from school and they had to make up a little story with pictures of their weekend.' Potter said, 'And Teddy wanted to do something magical - of course - but not wise when one goes to a Muggle school. So we sat down and I helped him write about his non-magical weekend.' Potter had a thoughtful look, 'I don't know what made me do it, but I just sat at my desk later that night - and I just wanted to get everything down. Have things out in the open.'

'When I finished it - I was terrified - I'd literally put myself down into a book. I just had a guys name. I'd used Theo's looks and habits for inspiration - the rubbing his stubble thing - totally Theo.' Potter shook herself from her thoughts, 'I then thought, that maybe I didn't have to let everyone know that it was me, that wrote the story - I guess with my fame I didn't want people picking up the story because I had written it either.'

'So James Evans was born.'

Potter nodded. 'Yeah - I thought it'd just be the one book - but once I started, I found I couldn't stop. I guess it actually helps knowing how Aurors work. So all I had to do was think of ways my killers could mislead them and motives.'

'Weasley said you were always good at getting inside criminals heads.'

'There was that too,' Potter said, 'I could just look at something sometimes and just see past everything - like I knew what the killer was trying to say - or what we needed to look for. I made mistakes sure - I'm not prefect - but after Voldemort - having to run around and think like another person - well it became second nature.'

'If you don't mind me asking,' Draco said, 'but what was he like? Theo?'

'A breath of fresh air.' Potter said. 'That's the only way I can describe it. Theo came into my life and provided stuff I never had much of before. To think it just started out because my shopping bag spilt. That was how we met - our local supermarket.'

'So where did you get the name Kai from?' Draco asked, and Potter paled.

'That I'm afraid is personal,' she paused, clearly thinking of how to try to word it, 'it's just really personal.'

'Another secret?' Draco said, asking the question before he had thought it through. Potter was clearly upset as tears rolled down her cheeks.

'You could say that, I've had plenty,' Potter said, 'But Kai - it's just personal - and I do not wish for you to know.'

'Secret like how the Muggles you lived with treating you unfairly,' Draco said, it had been bugging him slightly after learning about it, 'Mrs Mason might have mentioned it amongst her rambling.'

'I'm going to have words with Ron,' Potter said, 'His telling you all the best ways to get information from someone.'

'So he did learn it from you.'

'Of course he did,' Potter retorted, shaking her head, 'The two things I taught him, he passed on.'

'Ask the right questions.'

'And listen to people's rambles.' Potter finished. 'Yeah, the Muggles didn't like me much. It doesn't matter, that was some time ago.'

'You seemed close to your cousin though,' Draco said.

'Dudley? We weren't always,' Potter said, 'We rekindled after the war. Dudley just turned out to be more appreciative than I thought him to be.'

'You still gave him the money to get up his business,' Draco said.

'OK, how the hell did you know - you were there - I thought someone was - I thought Pearson maybe as the twat kept asking me for dates.'

'He did take a strange liking to you.'

'Yes - luckily he's backed off now - it was starting to get annoying repeating myself over and over. How many times does it take to get a hint. You think if you told someone that you don't date, they'd get the point.'

'You don't date?'

'I quite like my quiet little life - just me and Teddy. No hassle - Though Teddy seems to like you - don't be surprised if he tries to set us up,' Potter said, and Draco heart skipped a beat. 'The kid has got it in for me - apparently I need to get out more, so next weeks treat for not using magic - is actually a treat for myself - I'm to go out - on a bloody date of all things!'