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Forever Love
By Pottermum

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Category: Alternate Universe
Characters:Harry/Ginny, James Potter, Minerva McGonagall, Neville Longbottom, Oliver Wood, Other
Genres: Drama, General, Romance
Warnings: Mild Language, Mild Sexual Situations, Spouse/Adult/Child Abuse
Story is Complete
Rating: PG-13
Reviews: 149
Summary: Time cannot stop the love story of Harry and Ginny. No matter what, they have a Forever Love.
Hitcount: Story Total: 90819; Chapter Total: 4682
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Author's Notes:
Harry finally gets to meet Ron and Hermione in this chapter, and they help him make some decisions




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Chap 13 Feb 15

Harry nervously apparated through the wards of the Burrow. As Ginny joined him, she took his hand as they headed to the house. Neither spoke, just taking comfort in the presence of the other.

Harry was both excited yet nervous to finally see and speak with Ron and Hermione as Harry. He was also glad to have Ginny's support.

They made their way to the house and went inside. Upon learning that Ron and Hermione had gone for a walk, Ginny offered to go and get them and bring them back to the house. This gave Harry time to compose himself, and spend several precious minutes alone with Molly and Arthur.

“Mr and Mrs Weasley, I-I just want to apologise for giving you such a shock the other day, then having to leave. I would have loved to stay and talk, explain, really. Thank you for giving me that chance today,” said Harry.

Molly came and gave him one of the hugs he had missed for so long. He could barely breathe, she seemed to squeeze the life out of him. “Harry dear, we could see that you were struggling, you know, after the Battle. We just didn't realise how much, and for that, we're sorry. We feel that we let you down there. You will always have a home to come to here at the Burrow, you know that. You and your son, you're family. Now, cup of tea and some cake, hmm?” asked Molly, heading into the kitchen.

Harry watched her go, chuckling. Molly still felt that food and hugs could make everything better. He had to admit he felt better already.

Arthur spoke up. “Your boy, Jay? He's been a good friend to our Abby. What are the chances, hey, your son and Ginny's daughter. Has she told you about Oliver?” he asked.

Harry nodded and Arthur sighed in relief. “She was happy with him, I want you to know that. We had our reservations at first, but she was happy when she found out she was expecting. For the first time, she stopped looking for you,” he said.

“What, you mean she kept looking for me all that time? I didn't know that, she didn't tell me,” said Harry, dumbfounded.

Arthur nodded. “She hadn't even fully recovered from the explosion and she would head out to look for you. She was lucky to make it back to Hogwarts for the rest of the term, and she only got a try out with the Harpies because Professor Slughorn and Madame Hooch called in a couple of favours. She wasn't allowed to fly for ages, you see, so she missed out on impressing the scouts that came to Hogwarts. Once she regained her strength she focused on two things, making the Harpies, and finding you. She succeeded in one, yet the other nearly killed her. Every time she thought she had a lead on you, she get her hopes up. When nothing came of it, she'd fall into a depression that none of us could help her with.”

Harry shook his head in disbelief.”How long did she-I can't believe it!”

“I remember the day, she was staying with us because Oliver had an away game and was gone for a few days. Gin only had about a month left before Abby was born. She went somewhere, and when she came back, she had a kind of peaceful look on her face. It was probably the last time she mentioned looking for you,” said Arthur.

“Wait, you mentioned an explosion, what happened to Ginny. When was that?” asked Harry, frantically.

Arthur looked at him. “I think you need to talk to Gin about that another time, I hear the others coming. I'll go and give Molly a hand,” he said, getting up and patting Harry's shoulder as he went past him on the way to the kitchen.

Harry's head was spinning already, and he hadn't even spoken to Ron and Hermione yet. He heard Hermione teasing Ginny about bringing him home to meet the parents, and smiled wryly. As he heard the door open he braced himself.

Hermione greeted him easily, with a “Hi Henry, nice to see you again.” Harry smiled weakly, and turned to Ron.

Ron came toward him, his hand outstretched. “G'day mate, I'm Ron Weasley. You're Jay's Dad, Henry, right? He's a nice boy, I'm getting him tickets for a Chuddley Cannons game, maybe you'd like to come, me and my boy, and you and yours?” asked Ron, pleasantly.

Harry looked at Ron's outstretched hand, and slowly extended his and put it in Ron's. He couldn't speak, for fear he would break down. Ron seemed to sense his mood, and looked at Ginny in confusion.

Ginny walked around to stand in front of Harry, between him and Ron. She took both his hands in hers and squeezed. He looked into her eyes, remembering what Arthur had told him about her. She softly said, “Do it,” and nodded.

Harry took a breath, took his wand out and said “Finite.” He felt the glamour lift, and he heard both Ron and Hermione gasp, as it became obvious who he was.

“H-Harry? Oh my God, Harry?” cried Hermione, flinging herself into his arms. Harry buried his face in her shoulder, he was barely holding it together. He raised glazed eyes to look at Ron. He pulled away from Hermione and looked around. Ginny had left the room to give the three of them some privacy.

“Ron?” said Harry hesitantly. Ron stared at him as if he was a ghost. His eyes were teary, and his face was pale. “Ron?” repeated Harry. Hermione pulled away from Harry, now aware that Ron hadn't made a move or spoken to Harry. She looked uncertainly at Ron.

Ron opened his mouth to speak, then shut it. He looked from Harry to Hermione, then back to Harry. Harry tried once more. “Ron-I'm so sorry.”

Ron grabbed Harry and smothered him in a hug. Harry felt so relieved his legs nearly gave way on him. Ron held him up, yet Harry could feel Ron shaking with emotion. Again, his eyes were blurry with tears. He'd been through hell with these two people, he could never ask for two better friends. They both pulled apart to smile weakly at each other, only to pull Hermione into a three way hug.

Harry felt a warmth at his back, and without looking, he knew Ginny was there. She pressed her face into his back, her arms encircling his waist. With these people, Harry had unconditional acceptance and love.

They finally pulled apart, and chuckled at each other. Hermione pulled Harry to sit next to her on the lounge. Ginny guided Ron to a chair, and he seemed to just fall into it, unable to take his eyes off Harry. Ginny perched on the arm of the lounge next to Harry, sensing he might need her.

“How did you-Where have you-Why are you-Why NOW?” demanded Hermione. Ron chuckled.

“I've been living and working in Muggle London. After I left, I had a year of counselling, got a lot out of it, decided to become a social worker and went to university. I married, but we got divorced, had a son who turned out to be magical. He met Abby on the train to Hogwarts and they became best friends. They wanted to see each other over the Christmas break so I got in touch with Abby's mum to arrange things. Of course, that led me back to Gin,” he said, smiling at her and putting his hand on her leg.

Ron looked between them. “You mean you two are together again?” Ginny smiled and Harry blushed.

Ron laughed, “This is getting better and better. You two are together again! I-I just can't believe you're here, after all these years.”

“Why did you leave, Harry?” asked Hermione. “You could have talked to us, we understood what you were going through. We would have helped you, or got you help. I was so surprised when Ginny told me you had planned it for awhile. Was it because Ron and I were so focused on each other, that you felt left out? We never meant to make you feel like that. You had Ginny, we thought we were giving you time together,” finished Hermione.

“Hermione, I was glad when you and Ron finally got together, you guys had been tip toeing around those feelings pretty much since second year. It wasn't you guys, honestly. It was me, it was all me. I was just sick of being me. I didn't want to be around people because they all seemed to want something from me, and quite frankly, I had nothing left to give to anyone. Except Gin,” said Harry, squeezing her leg and smiling up at her.

“You said you became a social worker. You always wanted to be an Auror, what happened to that?” asked Hermione.

“I liked the physical aspects of the training, but mentally, it was too soon. I was missing Ginny, the media was hounding me, Kingsley was asking for my advice on things I had no idea about, McGonogall wanted me to come back to Hogwarts, so did you, Hermione. Ron, you didn't want me to go back, then you bailed on Auror training with me. Everywhere I turned, I saw someone who had lost a loved one, and it just increased the guilt I felt. I put that guilt on myself, I know that. I vowed to be the best godfather to Teddy, and I tried, I really did. I'd go and spend time with him, then go home and fall asleep crying because his parents were dead. I walked away from him before he was 1, and now he's nearly 16! I don't deserve to be his godfather,” said Harry, getting worked up.

Ginny placed her arm on his, and it seemed to calm him down. Ron noted this and smiled. Hermione still had questions. “Why return now? What's changed?”

“My son,” said Harry simply. “My son has led me home, back to Ginny and all of you. After all this time, our two children have become good friends, best friends. I stuffed things up with her before, I won't make the same mistake again,” said Harry firmly. Ginny was shaking her head.

Ron said, ”So, a Potter and a Weasley met on a train, and now are best friends. It's a good omen, don't you think?”

Harry replied. “Oh, it gets better. Jay's other best friend is Scorpius Malfoy. Malfoy! What are the odds of a Potter, Weasley, Malfoy friendship. They're the top in their year, too, you know!”

“So, the ferret reproduced! Who knew he had it in him!” grinned Ron.

“Ron!” exclaimed Hermione, trying to sound stern, but failing to hide a smirk.

“Ginny told me you have two kids, a boy and a girl?” asked Harry to Ron. He nodded, pleased.

“Yep, Daniel was born on the day the Chudley Cannons won their last game. I call him their good luck charm! He's nine. Then we had Rose. My Rosie is six, cute as a button, reminds me a lot of Gin at that age. They're good kids. I married Mel, er, Demelza Robbins, she was on the Gryffindor team our sixth year.”

“I remember her. I look forward to seeing her again, and meeting your kids. You said earlier about going to a quidditch game with our boys. Ron, that sounds brilliant,” said Harry. Ron smiled.

“Tell us about your work, Harry,” encouraged Hermione.

“Like I said, I had counselling before I left, and I continued it after. It really helped a lot, and my Counsellor suggested I could be good at it as a career. I went to Uni and got my degree. Funnily enough, it was then I started thinking about coming back. I got offered a job, though, and thought if I had some experience working in the field, it would help me even more. I specialised in kids welfare, particularly in regard to domestic abuse, but we would also deal with drug and sexual abuse.”

“It sounds very interesting, and not surprising that you would choose that field. With what you went through with the Dursley's, well, those kids couldn't have any better help. For what it's worth, I'm proud of you, Harry,” said Hermione.

“Thanks Hermione. I must say, when Gin took me to Grimmauld Place, I couldn't believe it. The place looked so different, and it was a good idea to turn that dreary old place into an orphanage. I was really impressed by what I saw there, too,” said Harry.

“Well mate, all the credit goes to Gin for that. She saw a need, and went and got the ball rolling. She called up so many favours, but really, everyone is happy to pitch in. It's a great place, and it's a great thing she's done,” said Ron, beaming proudly at his sister.

Again, Ron noticed Harry squeezing her leg. It was as though they couldn't not be touching.

Hermione still had more questions. “So, your son is known as Jay Evans. I'm assuming it's James Evans Potter. How did the Hogwarts letter and the Sorting Hat get around that? Does he know who you are, how important you are to our world?”

“No, he has no idea I'm Harry Potter. In fact, he was quite chuffed to meet Ron Weasley, I can tell you. McGonogall is taking a lesson a week in History of Magic, and she's started to discuss the war. In his last letter, he mentioned the night my parents were killed, and he pointed out the fact that he found out he was a wizard when he was eleven, like Harry Potter. Abby has told him more about Voldemort, but he doesn't understand. He said he wished he could talk to Harry Potter so he could understand, ironic isn't it? As to the rest, McGonogall used Vanishing Ink on his Hogwarts letter, and did a quick silencing spell on the Sorting Hat. Hagrid knew about it, too.”

“You need to tell him, Harry. He needs to hear everything from you,” said Hermione.

“We know that, Hermione. We plan to tell the kids soon, we're just worried about the fall out. You know we've talked to Abby a bit about the war, but I'm not sure she fully understands that the Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger that are war heroes are the same people she knows as Uncle Ron and Auntie 'Mione, you know? It will be so confusing for Jamie, too. He's just learnt he's a wizard, now to find out his father is Harry Potter, well, we just don't know how he will react. His friendship with Scorpius Malfoy may be affected as well. Then there's the whole issue of the media finding out that Harry is back, and has a son, and, well, the potential for disaster is huge. The kids protection is our main priority, while they come to terms with what we are about to tell them,” said Ginny.

“Whew, that's a load to place on the boy. How do you think he'll take it? He seemed to have a good head on his shoulders,” said Ron.

“I think he'll take the news about Harry Potter returning, ok. I think it will be the fact that I am Harry Potter, that's the reaction I'm worried about. That, and then the media descending on him. You know the shite they were printing before I left. I was eighteen and could barely cope, what chance does an eleven year old have? Why should he have to justify my decisions, it's not fair on him. I don't know what I'll do if he hates me because of this, but I couldn't blame him,” said Harry, miserably.

“Harry love, we won't let that happen. We'll do whatever we have to do to protect the children, especially Jamie,” said Ginny.

“How can we help, Harry?” asked Hermione. “There must be something we can do.”

Ron nodded. “Whatever you need, mate. Do you want us to be there when you talk to him?”

Ginny said, “Harry has an idea, and I think it's a good one. Tell them, love.”

“I thought that maybe we, the four of us plus Neville and Draco, maybe even your Mum and Dad, could go and talk to the student body at Hogwarts. I'd go as Harry Potter. We can get your Mum and Dad to speak about the first war, then we can take over. We make sure this is a one time thing. The students can ask questions, and we answer them. What do you think?” asked Harry.

Hermione was pondering, while Ron asked, “Why Neville and Malfoy?”

“We'll have to explain the prophecy, and the fact that it could have been Neville or me. Plus Neville played a big part in the Final Battle,” said Harry.

“And Malfoy?”

“He deserves to give another perspective, to get his side out. Of course, that will be up to him. I don't plan to have this turn out to be a vendetta thing against Malfoy, he has a son he'll be looking out for, same as me. Our son's are friends, that's important to me. I plan to meet with Draco before we do this. If we do this,” said Harry.

“I think it's a good idea, but I think McGonogall will insist on the parents being notified, and that could cause a leak to the media. They will descend on Hogwarts and turn it into a circus,” said Hermione.

“I thought about that. I agree, the parents should be notified. In fact, I will insist on it. I would also suggest that any parent who wants to attend, can, but only to be there for support for their children. This is for their sakes, and only the children can ask questions. I was wondering if maybe we could send an acceptance letter home, with a confidentiality clause attached, and make it like an Unbreakable Vow, although, of course, I don't want any one to die if they break it,” said Harry chuckling.

“Hmm, you've given this a lot of thought, I'm impressed. May I also suggest we have a reputable member of the press there, too? We can give them a prepared statement to print, and they can attend the meeting, but we would have to see anything else before it went to print,” suggested Hermione.

“That's a good idea. Do you know anyone you can recommend? Someone we can trust?” asked Ginny.

“I know a couple of people, one in particular comes to mind. Helen Lisbon, Daily Prophet feature writer. She's known to be tough but fair. She might try to push the bounds on no interview, and she'll probably hate that we are asking for pre approval on everything before they print, but hey, this is the scoop of the year. We're doing her a favour,” said Hermione.

“How soon do you want to do this, mate?” asked Ron.

“I think I'll need to talk to McGonogall, but I'm thinking in the next week or two. Gin and I talked about bringing the kids home for Easter, to tell them the rest of the truth, about me. Ideally I'd like to leave all of this till the summer holidays and just tell our kids, but I know all the kids are talking about these lessons of McGonogall's. Kids like Teddy deserve to know the truth about their parents. If I do this now, then I'll need to tell Jay the rest of the truth soon after. Right now, I feel like we have a ticking time bomb with us, and we have no idea when it's going to go off,” said Harry.

“Mate, it's going to be a lot for him to understand. I think you need to tell him the truth, tell him to think about it from your perspective, answer his questions truthfully, give him space if he needs it but let him know he can ask you anything. Don't push him, just remind him you love him. What about your ex? Does she know any of this? Do you think she needs to be in on this too. If he chooses to have some space from you and returns to her, how can she help you if she doesn't know the truth herself?” asked Ron.

Hermione and Harry stared at Ron in amazement. “Wow, that's pretty intense, Ron. Yeah, I agree with what you're saying about Jay. I'm not sure about his mum, though. Jess hid his Hogwarts letter from us, we only got it two days before the train left. She's found it difficult to accept him being a wizard, so this won't help. She might even use it to encourage him to leave the wizarding world, and me. I-I can't lose my son,” said Harry.

“Harry, why don't we wait and see Jay's reaction to our meeting at Hogwarts. You know we'll all be there to help you and Jay get through this. Ron, I'm really impressed,” teased Hermione.

“No more, 'emotional range of a teaspoon'?” asked Ron with a grin.

“No, I think you've graduated to be a SNAG. Sensitive New Age Guy!” said Hermione, laughing. They all laughed together.

Harry looked around at his friends and his love. They had all sworn their friendship and protection for him and his son. He had to get through this with his family intact. With his best friends, the Weasley's and Ginny on his side, he couldn't lose. Could he?

The wild card in all of this, the unknown factor, was his son.





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