I really apologize for not being able to update. School is hard, by the way. I've decided to at least try to make time. This is going to be a triple update, and next week on Thursday, I'm going to go back to trying to update two chapters a week.

Anyway enjoy the next three chapters.

ONE MONTH LATER

Diana stood by the door right outside the room that had been assigned to Harry. She watched the boy. The four-year-old was lying on his stomach, invested in the colouring book that Christian had gifted him last week. It was filled with different kinds of flowers and animals, and Harry absolutely loved it.

There is still a lot of things they haven't told the boy, a lot of things the boy needs to know, Diana knows she needs to tell him but she doesn't want to, she wants the boy to at least settle down a bit, he deserves it.

"Have you told him?" Diana blinked and turned to look at her husband. She sighed and shook her head.

"I don't know how to". She folded her hands. "He has only just gotten out of that house, I don't know if it'll be a good idea to move him soon".

Christian nodded, humming. "I understand, but I also think that getting him far away from here will be a good idea."

Diana nodded. She agreed to that too. Even though they had managed to drive the Durselys out of their house and make them move to at least half way across the country where she knew they wouldn't hurt him, she still didn't like Harry being close to a place where he had been caused so much pain.

Christian placed his hand on her shoulder.

"I know you already see him as your son, you already care so much about him, but let's just talk to him about it. Whatever he says, we'll go from there, hmm?"

Diana thought about it, then nodded. "Okay, I'll talk to him."

He smiled. "Okay, I'll go make sure the boys are packing okay."

Christian walked away leaving her alone once again. She sighed and turned around, entering the room.

Harry immediately paused his colouring and looked up at her.

"Hey, Harry."

Harry sat up and gave her a small smile. The boy looked a bit better than a month ago. He looked less pale, had a little fat on his body, and he was finally coming into his normal four-year-old height. The potion she had been putting in the milk he drank every night before bed seemed to be working.

I prescribed it myself, being a head healer and owning your own hospital has its perks.

"Hi Diana". He smiled at her shyly.

Diana returned his smile. "I have to tell you something dear".

He nodded and sat up straighter, his undivided attention on her.

"You see, Harry, summer will be coming to an end soon, and we're going to have to leave."

The shy smile that Diana has come to associate with the boy slipped away and he frowned.

"Leave?"

Diana nodded. "Daniel, Eniz and Lucas will be going back to boarding school when the summer is over", Daniel and Lucas will be going back to Hogwarts while Eniz will be going to Ivelmory. "The others will have to go back to primary school, we only came here because we wanted to visit a relative, we don't live here".

"Oh", Diana noticed his watery eyes. "Am I going back to my aunt and uncle?"

Diana shook her head. "Oh no, sweetheart, you're not, I actually want to know if you are okay with that, coming with us?"

His eyes widened and he looked confused and shocked. "You want me to come with you all, even if I'm a freak?"

Diana sighed, saddened. She wished she could take that ideal from him, make him believe that he's nothing but a beautiful child.

"Why do you always say that, Harry? Why do you always say that you're a freak?".

The little boy sniffed. "Because I make things move without touching them, and I can make things catch fire, and I can talk to snakes".

Diana's eyes widened.

Oh gosh! How could I have missed it? Of course, the boy has started showing bouts of accidental magic. He's four, and he's Harry Potter, for Merlin's sake.

Diana chuckled and pulled the boy in for a hug, holding him tightly.

"Oh Harry, you're not a freak, that's just magic, that's just who you are, you're a wizard".

Who is she to keep the boy from knowing the best thing about himself? From knowing just how brilliant and amazing he is?

"And the fact that you can talk to snakes, that's just beautiful."

Harry looked up at her. "A wizard?"

"Yes, Harry, a wizard, just like Christian, just like my sons, just like your father."

His eyes brimmed with tears. "Aunt Petunia said they died in a car crash, she said they were drunk."

"That's not true." Diana said firmly. "Your parents were great people."

"Did you know them?" he asked, tearfully.

"Not very well, we weren't friends, but I need you to believe me when I say they were amazing. They loved you, Harry, so very much. I didn't need to know them to know that. I'll tell you everything about your parents and how they died, but not now. I promise I'll tell you when you're a bit older, okay?"

Harry nodded vigorously and burrowed into her.

Diana didn't really know much about James Potter and Lily Evans. She's going to have to change that, and she knows exactly where to start.

"And I need you to believe me when I say magic is real, very real. I'm a witch, so was your mother. There are magical schools to learn how to control your magic. That's the school Eniz, Lucas, and Daniel go to, and you will go there when you're older."

Harry pulled out and looked at her, all teary emerald green eyes and red nose.

"I want to take you with me, Harry, but I don't want to force you if you choose not to come. I promise you can stay with my relatives here. And-"

"NO". Harry cut her off loudly. "No, I want to go with you, and Christian and the others, and I want to learn more about Magic".

Diana smiled brightly at him, pulling him back into a hug.

"Of course, Harry".

Thank you for reading.

I'll upload the last two chapters tomorrow