Coming Together Years Later

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"Is he excited about his party or has she really brought him down?" Hermione asked. "I think he is somewhat excited...but some days he is really down and there isn't anything that really helps that day. I worry...he might have a bad day on his birthday." Hardy frown. "Maybe not once he sees everybody who has came, no matter what." Hermione smiled lightly. "I sure hope so." Harry said. "How are James and Victor doing?" Molly cut in after a pause. "The cold weather is trigger more asthma for victor and he is getting more annoyed with school work, but he is seventeen, who wasn't at seventeen." Harry said, before Ron pointed a finger at his wife and Harry couldn't help but chuckle. "Hey." Hermione kind of laughed and Harry smiled. "And James?" Molly asked. "I don't have a proper answer for that. Some days are much better then others. The doctor is surprised by how long he held out though. So maybe a good thing." Harry said. "You still made a potion." Hermione pointed out. "I did, yes. Just in case." Harry said. "Is that wise?" Ron asked. "I'll take the chances if it comes to it." Harry said and after a pause, he nodded.

Harry stood that evening outside having a drink; might not be the best choice he could make...but his mind was racing and he wanted to let Draco sleep a little longer before they all headed back home.  Harry seen the shadow coming up behind him, and let out a sigh. "I don't really want to talk." Harry said. "Even so, Moine feels you should have some company." Ron said. "I thought I felt a reading." Harry said, dropping down in one of the snowy sits. "Maybe...it might help to talk?" Ron said. "There isn't anything you or her can do about what's going on in my head so why talk about it?" Harry said, a bit on the annoyed said. "Because you aren't alone. You left, or we would have still been there...even after everything." Ron said and Harry let out a sigh. "You can't fix the fears, Ron. You can't fix the damage Ginny and Lily caused to the children...and you can't very well convinced me he'll stay. After everything that happened...it was really stupid to let myself into another relationship knowing in the end it will just end the same way." Harry said, as Ron took a sit. "Hermione doesn't seem to think so." Ron said, sure of his answer. "But she can't possible know, nobody can. I just...don't want it to destroy what is left of children..." Harry whispered. "Your children will always have you, Harry." Ron said. "Sometimes I don't know if that will be enough..." Harry said. "You aren't alone this time; Harry." Ron said and after a sigh. "I just hope in the end...I'll be enough." Harry said kind of quietly. "Don't worry about it right now, Harry. You got the malfoy boy. Live in the present." Ron said and after an odd look. "I have to worry. Do you realize how many people are dependent on me?" Harry asked. "To whom you'll be useless too if you don't take care of yourself." Ron said and after a sigh. "Point taken." Harry said, before getting to his feet. "We'll see you in a few days for Noah's party." Harry said, before going back inside to get Draco.

However the next morning? Noah through a fit. He didn't want a party, he didn't want the family there, he didn't want any of it. He also pushed David and Narcissa out of his bedroom and wouldn't talk to anybody, and all it did was depressed Harry even more. Nothing was helping, and Noah was getting worst as his own party was just two days away...a party that Harry wasn't even sure he should have. What would be the point if Noah was just going to lock himself away until everybody left? Harry ended up magically unlocking the door, and walked over to the bed. The crying muffled by the pillow, but still heard by Harry. "Noah." Harry said softly. "Go. Away." Noah cried through the pillow, only to get pulled up to sit. "Noah, talk to me." Harry said. "I don't...want...to talk!" Noah cried. "Is this still about your mother?" Harry asked before Noah pulled his knees up to his chest. "I don't...want...everybody else, daddy. Grandma Molly isn't around much...they won't be either...I...just want you, daddy." Noah whispered and Harry pulled the sobbing boy close. "You should have just came to me, Noah. Rather then hide what you were really feeling." Harry said softly, getting the small boys nails dug into his arms. "Don't...leave, daddy." He cried. "I am never going to leave any of you. You have my word, Noah." Harry said, laying Noah down in the bed, who wouldn't let go of him so Harry laid down with him watching Noah fall back asleep. "Never am I going to leave any of you children, no matter what happens." Harry said softly, giving his head a light kiss.