Harry Potter Killed Who?!

Chapter One
2016

'Harry Potter, you'll recieve a life sentence if you don't explain,' The Minister of Magic said.

'Fine, but it's a long story Mrs. Weasley,' Harry mumbled.

'We have time,' the minister of magic, Mrs. Weasley, replied.

'Very well, someone take my memory ' Harry sighed.

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'Harry!' A small voice shouted. Harry turned to see a small child running up to him. The child had dark ginger hair, blue eyes and a freckled covered face.

'Lucas!' Harry chuckled as he picked up the child and spun him around. He rested the child on his hips.
'Have you been a good boy?' Lucas smiled innocently up at Harry.
'What did you do this time?' Harry laughed.

'Let's just say Lucas and Cleo are sharing rooms for a bit,' a deep voice said.

'Hey dad,' Harry grinned and hugged the man. 'You guys don't always have to come greet me when I come back from my job.'

'Yes we do,' Lucas huffed.

'Where's mother and Cleo?' Harry asked James.

'Your mother is resting, her ankles are killing her apparently,' James answered with a roll of his eyes. 'Cleos's with her.'

'You try being pregnant James,' another deep voice said.

'You guys are late and I'd rather not,' James mumbled.
'How are you doing Remus?'

'Save me James, I can't eat his food any longer,' Sirius pouted.

'Hey, you can cook tomorrow,' Remus glared. Harry watched cautiously as an elderly man came towards them.

'Our Saviour, thank you for defeating the dark lord,' the old man said. Harry covered Lucas' ears and looked at the man.

'He's a kid now buggar off,' Harry growled. The elderly man saw the look on Harry's face and soon done so. Though, instead of going the way he came, he rushed to the lavatory. Harry uncovered Lucas' ears and ruffled the boy's hair.
'Remember what I told you?'

'Yes, don't let fame go to head. It won't big brother.' Lucas grinned widely to himself for remembering.

'Isn't it supposed to be the father that's over protective?' Sirius asked Remus.

'A brother can be over protective. They're normally more over protective then the father,' Remus said.

'I'm just making sure he isn't a prat when he's older. No one likes a prat. Well, apart from you two obviously,' Harry smirked, also covering Lucas' ears at the word prat. Sirius and Remus chuckled to themselves.

'Who's the prat you two like?' James asked.

'James,' Sirius sighed and put his hands on the man's shoulders. 'You're still as oblivious as ever.'

'Why? Who is it?' James pouted.

'Let's just go home,' Harry laughed and linked his arm with James'.

'Who's the prat?' James whined once they had apperated home.

'James, stop saying that word, I don't think Lucas appreciates his ears being covered every five seconds,' Sirius said. James looked at his youngest son to see him pouting.

'Harry, why are you covering his ears? It's just a word,' James asked.

'It's a rude word and I'm not letting him use it,' Harry answered.