Running Out Of Time

Chapter 21

"Move aside, Potter, are you ok?" Minerva demanded

"Yeah, but I cant remember the last two hours." Harry screwed his face up.

*

Summer 2017

Harry gasped, his eyes snapping open.

"Harry?" A woman asked.

"Ginny, Im ok. Did Teddy tell you?"

"He did. Is James ok?"

Harry nodded. "But he knows my story and Remus' previous burdens."

Ginny groaned. "Thats just brilliant."

"Harry, did it go ok?" Teddy asked coming into the room.

"I need to speak with your father, now." Harry replied.

"Uh-oh, I know that look. Who pissed you off?" Remus looked up at the younger mans expression.

"You." Harry replied shortly.

"Excuse me?" Remus looked confused.

"Your past self, that is. The one currently interacting with my eldest son. You told him about your previous condition, and worse, you told him about my family!" Harry sighed.

"Harry, I know you didnt want them to know, but dont you think your parents would want you to tell your kids what happened?" Remus asked

Harry sighed again, "I dont know Remus, I only talked to them twice in my life, thats it! Dad and you are the only ones that know more about my parents than me."

"Maybe, you can sit James down when he returns and tell him to keep it secret." Remus suggested.

Harry rubbed his eyes. "My son is too young to know all this! I promised Ginny that Id keep our kids safe. Including knowledge they are not ready to know."

"You were 11 when you found out the truth about your parents. James is more than capable of knowing." Remus slung his arm across the younger man.

"You know I value your advice as much as Dads. I hope Im doing this parenting thing right." Harry lookuled worried.

"Trust me, you are. It wasnt till Teddy was 13 that he knew about his mum.  James is 14 and a strong boy, he can handle the truth now." Remus smiled slightly.

"I hope so."

"Daddy! Look what cousin Teddy got me!" Lily squealed coming into the room. The little girl was clutching a doll that seemed to be propelled by magic.

"Where did Teddy say he got that?"

"In a market place." The boy answered.

*

Fall 1994

"Professor, I told you Im ok. You dont need to worry about me, please." 15 year old Harry stated.

"Nonethe less, I want you checked over. Memory loss is worrying." McGonagall insisted leading the boy to the infirmery.

Harry stepped in and saw Snape was brewing something. "Potter?"