Potters And The Next Generation

New Emotions?

Disclaimer: THIS IS A PIECE OF FAN-FICTION, DERIVED FROM THE ORIGINAL WORKS OF HARRY POTTER SERIES BY J.K. ROWLING.

Harry

The moment I heard that my daughter hadn't woken in a day, my heart'd dropped. I couldn't see clearly, nor could I think. Lily was my lifeline and if anything ever came to harm her, I believed I would lose my mind.

Ginny had been worried but she kept me more calm than I could do for her. I felt horrible for my behaviour but this was Lily and my fear was as reasonable as it could be.

When she told us about her nightmare, I had no idea as to how I could comfort my daughter. She seemed to have a gift of analyzing and knowing the situation before anyone. Even the ones involved in it. I'd been worried sick for Albus but all it took her was one look to dream the worst.

"Harry, she's fine." Ginny spoke, having analyzed my sulking figure by the dining table.

"Are you sure? Did you hear from Madame Pomfrey?"

"She says she even discharged her, Albus and James will be more attentive to her. Especially James since Al is busy." She placed meatloaf and potatoes for me. Setting her plate opposite mine, she walked around the table and snuck arms on my shoulders, chaining them on my chest, "You worry a lot."

"I just want to protect them."

"I know. But they're in Hogwarts now. Which means they can take care of themselves. They're smart and strong. They'll be okay."

I could only sigh and she kissed my ear.

"You're sweet."

"I'm a father. I have no choice." I groaned. She laughed, and settled beside me as I pulled her plate to me, "And a husband. So I'm bound to be this way." I kissed the back of her hand and she hummed.

"I thought I was supposed to be like this." She snickered.

"Let me have this. You can try tomorrow." I dropped my head and her arms came around my shoulders. I buried my face in her stomach as she stood beside me and was now thankful that she didn't push me to show my tears to her.

"You know, if your kids ever see you cry, they might be surprised that you have tear ducts." She murmured.

"Blimey, Gin. You know just the right things to say." I chuckled, wiping my nose.

"I'm just brilliant that way." She sat beside me and bit into her food.

"Gin, Ed and I've decided that... we're gonna take Malfoy's help for Al..."

"Harry, I don't..." She placed a fist on the table, "Don't tell me." She forced a smile, "Please. I don't want to know."

"Ginny..."

She snapped up to her feet, trembling.

"It's late. I have to take a bath." And she left.

"Damn it." I couldn't help the stress and the tug at my hair as I shut my eyes.

Albus

I sat by the hill. It was past hours but I couldn't truly bring myself to stay in that castle. So much had changed and I still felt as useless as for the years in the past. My robe was starting to leak the cold into my skin and I quickly spilt the heating charm onto myself so as to remain warm. I couldn't afford to be sick in anyway with the upcoming trials.

Mr. Malfoy and Aunt Jen had been most helpful. She taught me tactics that I never knew were possible before and Mr. Malfoy showed me tricks with a wand that could allow me to defeat the snake while remaining under the rules and regulations.