Spending time with my family is lovely, especially as we all get along now. I still remember the day I first saw my father after he broke out of Azkaban. The anger, sadness, longing, confusion ... it's all to clear in my memory. We've come a long way since, and I'm glad for it. Because where I am at now in my life, is amazing. I'm married to a great man, we have the most perfect children and I know everyone feels that way over their kid but still, I've got Harry as my Godbrother, I have a lot of redheads that I can now call my family, my father is back in my life and so is my Godfather. What more could a girl possibly wish for? I sure as hell don't have a clue!
I am so grateful. Of course not everything can be perfect, I guess I could try to wish for a world without Voldemort and his Deatheaters in it, but that's out of my hands. All I can do is try to lend a hand in the fight against them. If only Dumbledore wasn't so stingy with information. He knows so much, if he were to share it, we could improve our stance in this war.
Speaking of the devil, why does he feel so strongly about escorting Harry to the Weasleys. Dumbledore isn't Harry's father, isn't his guardian and even if he was, he hasn't really done a good job at it, now has he? Sending Harry of to live in an abusive household. It isn't because Harry never said that the Dursleys beat him, that they didn't abuse him. Locking a kid up in broom cupboard, using him as a house elf, and neglecting him for the rest isn't healthy for a kid. It's a wonder that Harry turned out the way he did. And now Dumbledore needs something from him. The poor kid deserves a normal childhood, but I guess that that isn't an option for him and that it never was.
Tonight is the night. Dumbledore said he'd be at the manor around 11 pm and it is half past ten already. Harry is quite nervous about it as well. He tries to hide it behind excitement of getting to see Ron and the other Weasleys again, but I can tell. What kind of Godsister would I be if I couldn't?
"Harry? Are you ready? Have you packed your bag? Dumbledore is going to be here soon, he isn't the kind of wizard to be late." I heard my Dad say as he walked into the living room.
"Yes, Pads. I've got everything. And otherwise I could always floo home, right?"
"Right, I'm just a floocall away if you need anything, anything at all."
This is why Dumbledore made a mistake in sending Harry to the Dursleys and letting the ministry lock away my father. They could have had so many happy years together. Dad could and would have taken Harry to quidditch games, would have been there for him when he missed his parents and would have regaled stories about them. And Harry would have been the sun for my father. He would have been his rock, something he could hold on to instead of drowning in his sadness after the deaths of James and Lily, combined with the betrayal of Peter.
Focusing my attention back on my own kid, thanking Merlin that my children don't have to live without their parents, I moved back upstairs. Kissing Andrew and Tony good night, and watching over them for a few moments longer.
Eventually I had to go downstairs or Harry would get whisked away by Dumbledore. Luckily, I still had a few minutes to spare.
"Jane, could I talk to you for a minute?" I looked up at the sound of my Dad's voice and nodded, falling into step with him on our way to the kitchen.
"What is it?"
"Be careful later. I don't think that Dumbledore would take Harry somewhere unsafe, but on the other hand I can't be sure that he wouldn't. So take care of yourself and of Harry. I don't want to lose the most important people in my life. I don't know how I survived it when we lost Lily and James. I don't think I'd survive losing you."
"You won't lose us, I promise."
He smiled and pulled me into a quick hug before guiding me to the living room where Harry was sat. Dad quickly hugged him too. Harry didn't question it, he probably relished in the feeling, never having had fatherly hugs whilst growing up. I completely understand the feeling. I hope Harry and I won't ever have to go without those hugs again.
Hey! I know I haven't updated in forever, my apologies for that. I just didn't expect university life to be so exhausting! Going to class five days a week, combined with working in the weekends and doing extra work for school at my dorm. I'm beyond tired. So I am giving myself a break in the form of a trip to London next week. So if any of you were to go to the Warner Bros studio's tour in London on Saturday the 12th of May, you can always sent me a message or leave a comment and then I might just see you there!
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