(So this is my first time posting a Harry Potter fan fiction. I don't own anything All characters and Hogwarts and such belong to J.K Rowling. Huge Disclaimer there. This story idea is mine, and hopefully mostly original. Now I mention A place in Scotland Called Edinburgh. I've tried to do some research on it since I wanted to use it as a place for Harry to go, the lay out of the Edinburgh and some buildings wont be so accurate. Hope you like this story anyways.)

Things fell apart instantly. Ginny said she loved someone else. After three years of marriage , spending a substantial amount of his money she decided to fall in love with someone else. Harry Potter only twenty one, and already divorced. How could she? How could she leave like that. It all started one Wednesday night when Ginny said she was going out with friends…

"I'm going out. Don't wait up for me." Ginny said shortly gliding out of the door before Harry could give any objections to the matter. Ginny had been going out with friends, and staying out at work late for months. It was like Harry never saw or talked to his wife anymore. Of course he had his Auror work as well, but still Ginny never talked to him anymore. She left him all alone in their big old house. She refused to let them move into 12 Grimmauld Place. Even though that's where Harry wanted to live and raise their kids. Only Ginny never gave him any children.

Harry sat in the house all alone and it was like the walls were closing in on him. Ginny was always leaving, keeping to her self. It was like they were strangers to each other, and Harry couldn't take it. Everyone was always leaving him, even if they couldn't stop having to leave, but it was so painful to be abandoned.

First it was his parents, but Harry would never blame them, but that wouldn't stop the loneliness from creeping in to his heart. It didn't stop the pain from having to live with people that hated him for a good majority of his life. Beating him, abusing him mentally and physically, treating him like a slave. Then Harry gained two really wonderful friends, and many more, but that didn't heal him, even though he was happy.

But then he gained a father figure. His God father, and that man made Harry trust him and love him. Yet he had to be always on the run, they couldn't really meet. It was like a half abandonment that became full when Sirius Black fell through the veil. His death had thoroughly shaken Harry.

The last thing that chipped into his mental shield was the death of Remus and Nymphadora Lupin. Fred, and many more of his friends who fell at the battle of Hogwarts. It had been the cause of many nightmares.

Harry was so damaged on the inside, he needed and wanted someone's love and comfort. Something he had been denied since the day Dumbledore left him on the Dursley's doorstep at Number 4 Private Drive. When he married Ginny he thought he would get that, and he could be happy with her.

They started falling apart when Ginny had her first miscarriage. The doctors and St. Mungo's said it was because their magic was incompatible, and it distressed the fetus so much it couldn't live. Harry was the one that seemed to grieve longest. Ginny obviously wasn't that upset. That led to the fights, and Ginny admitting she wasn't a family women like her mother.

"If you want children that bloody much have them yourself! I will not miscarry again, our magic's just not compatible enough to make a baby!" She charged out of the house that night and began the many nights of late work. The thing was when she told him to have the baby himself, it brought to mind what he would have to do with another male, and Harry blushed furiously. It had always been a deep down fear that he would like males, and actually be the faggot Vernon had accused him of being. Because Harry thought, at age ten, he had like a boy, but Vernon quickly squashed that out of him, and Harry never again thought he was gay. His mind had made him fear it from the abuse his uncle put him through.

The night came where Harry was sitting there waiting for Ginny's return, she had been gone for hours. It was almost one in the morning now. Harry knew something was wrong, and he began to panic. This was it again. Someone was going to abandon him. Ron and Hermione did when they married and moved. Their letters slowed and soon they never came. That was a year ago.

Harry began to fear that Ginny would never come back. His breath hitched, his throat thick with unleashed tears. Where was she? When will she be home?

I need her! I need her to calm me down, to soothe my nightmares! She can't leave me! Harry thought almost hysterically. Ginny came home around three in the morning. Her clothes looked crumpled, her make up washed clean from her face. That's when Harry knew. She cheated. She's been cheating for a while, she didn't love Harry anymore. When she looked him in the eyes he sunk to his knees.

"Oh come on Harry don't be like that. You making this so much more than it is." Ginny scoffed rolling her eyes at her breaking husband.

"No! No you don't get to be this mean to me! You're a cheater, a liar!" Harry screamed crying. " You were supposed to take care of me Gin-Gin. We were supposed to be together forever!" Ginny laughed harshly walking to the couch to plop down on it, staring Harry down.

"Can you hear yourself? I'm not your mother Harry. I loved you like a woman should love a man, I wanted to be with you forever. A strong powerful wizard who could take care of Me. Not the other way around. You loved me in a different way. In a needy way, and when we lost that baby Harry, I lost my love for you in that way." She looked hurt for a moment reliving the pain of the miscarriage. Harry just sat on his floor knees to chest looking like the hurt child he was never allowed to be. Not at the Dursley's not at Hogwarts where everyone depended upon him to be the Chosen one.

" I-I've found someone Harry. Someone who loves me in the way I need." Ginny looked away from the sobbing Harry who was behaving exactly like a child now. His brain shutting down on the adult functions. He really was becoming a lost abandoned child, uncontrolled magic crackling inside of him.

"Harry. I'm… Harry I'm pregnant, and its not yours." That was the last thing Harry's mind could take before he completely crashed. Everything went blank his memories closing of inside of him, everything about Harry James Potter locking deep within his mind. Ginny could feel the magic in the air preparing for something huge, something more powerful than she ever saw before. She jumped out of her seat and away just before Harry disappeared in a flash of blinding light. That was the last time anyone saw the twenty one year old Harry Potter for more than six years.

Miles away from London, maybe 400 hundred or more, a baby with jet black hair and bright emerald green eyes appeared in a park in Edinburgh Scotland. He appeared in a pile of clothes and a bright flash of light, no one was around to see it. A faint lightening bolt scar on his forehead.