A/N: I originally posted this on , but I've decided to re-post it here because I want all my writing to be in one place:) I've completed it and I think I'll upload a chapter a day :)

Harry walked through the Great Hall, wiping his forehead. He'd seen the Great hall many times, with Christmas trees and real live bats, but he'd never seen it like this.

Bodies littered the floor and the sobs of their families and friends filled the air. Harry could see a flash of red hair towards the end of the hall, so he kept walking, frantically looking from side to side to see the body of each and every person that had died in the Battle of Hogwarts.

He was grateful of his invisibility cloak now. Without it, people would be coming up to him and congratulating him. He didn't want, or deserve, their praise.

He looked to the right and stopped with a jolt. Subtly, he pulled off his cloak and dropped to his knees, landing next to a sobbing, elderly woman.

"Andromeda," He said. "I'm so sorry, I-"

"Don't be sorry, Harry dear," the old witch said bravely. "Their death wasn't in vain, was it? They'll be happy knowing that little Teddy here will be brought up in a You-Know-Who free environment..."

Harry looked down at the baby she was holding. Teddy Lupin, his godson. Looking into Teddy's bright blue eyes, Harry saw himself. A baby that would never know his parents, his parents who had been murdered as a result of Voldemort and the Death Eaters.

Watching as Teddy's eyes turned slowly lilac, Harry smiled although he felt tears forming in his own piercing, green eyes

Suddenly, Harry felt overcome with anger. He knew Voldemort was dead and the Death Eaters would all be in Azkaban within a month, but it had come at such a cost.

His parents, Cedric, Sirius, Dumbledore, Tonks, Lupin, Fred and so many others had all died fighting Voldemort. Here Teddy was, a child who would never know his parents. All because of one, twisted, evil, power-hungry man.

"I'm going to help you, Andromeda," Harry said, almost bitterly. She started to talk but he stopped her. "I'm Teddy's godfather. I'll babysit if you want a break, I'll play Quidditch with him when he's older, anything. Together, we'll make sure Remus and T-, Nymphadora aren't forgotten."

'"Well, Harry," Andromeda said weakly. "That's very kind of you and I'm eternally grateful, but Nymphadora didn't leave Teddy in my care."

"They didn't?" Harry exclaimed, trying to keep his voice down. "Then who's he going to live with?"

"I must say, I thought they would have mentioned it. Maybe they didn't get round to it..." She sniffed and wiped her eyes. "They left him with you, Harry."

"What!" Harry gasped. "Seriously!"

Andromeda nodded. "It's not a problem is it? Only I don't know how you go about changing it..."

"Oh not, it's not a problem!" Harry said, flabbergasted. "I'm honoured! But, are you okay with this Andromeda?"

"Oh yes, dear boy. I'm fine with it," She half smiled. "I can't be looking after a child! And I'd rather he lived in one home rather than him having to move to yours a few years down the line. But you must know, Harry," She looked suddenly serious. Harry gulped.

"I'm coming round to visit, to see how my only living relative is doing. A lot!"