Summary: Voldemort didn't kill James. Instead he sent him to a place equivalent to hell. Now 14 years later, he has escaped and is looking forward to spending some quality time with his children. Too bad Voldemort has other plans.

A/N: Hey guys. My creative writing class inspired me so here is the last chapter long before I expected it to be ready. Enjoy!


Chapter 23: We can worry tomorrow

Melinda's auburn hair swung back and forth as she paced the hard cold floor of St. Mungo's. Her face was stained with tears and her eyes were bloodshot from crying. Harry was curled up in a chair on the other side of the room. He too had tears streaming down his face. He was staring off into space like he was in a trance and didn't notice anyone in the room. Gabby was leaning on Sirius' shoulder who had his arm around her, her eyes darted to the only door attached to the room every few seconds. Remus was sitting calmly still even he couldn't stop his hands from shaking.

"Melinda, sweetie. Sit down." Remus said gently.

"I can't" She stated as she continued to pace a hole into the floor.

Sirius released Gabby and walked up to Melinda and put his hands on her shoulders.

"Listen to me. He'll be ok."

"How can you say that? How can you guarantee that?" Melinda yelled as she once again broke down into tears. Sirius held her until she stopped crying then spoke again.

"Baby I can't guarantee you anything. But your Dad is a fighter. He will fight to get back to you."

"We can't lose him again Sirius." She said. "I can't lose my father again. I don't think I'll survive it."

Gabby's pulled at her long dark brown hair making her look slightly deranged. "This is entirely my fault."

Sirius turned to his love and opened his mouth to comfort her but Harry beat him to it. "No, it's not" He was sitting up and looking straight at Gabby.

"But if I hadn't left the group and stayed next to Sirius then none of this would have happened."

"You didn't shoot that curse Voldemort did. It's not your fault besides if it wasn't for you James would be dead by now." Sirius rubbed her shoulders then sank into a chair beside her. The door they had all been staring at opened and the head healer walked out.

"You're the Potter family?" Gabby jumped up and rushed to him as did the rest of them.

"Yes, how is he?"

"Well that was some curse. We don't know what the after effects are going to be yet but from what we can tell he is going to be fine."

"Can we see him?" Melinda asked desperate to see for herself that her dad was indeed ok.

"Maybe a couple of you at a time for now." Gabby and Sirius looked over at Melinda and Harry and nodded.

"Tell him we love him and that we are right outside." Harry smiled at his aunt then turned to follow his sister and the healer.

"Try not to get him excited he needs his rest. I will be back in a few minutes." He closed the door behind them and they slowly made their way behind a curtain that was dividing the room in two. Melinda had never seen her father seem so weak. He was propped up on a bunch of pillows, his breathing was even but his face was pale and his dark unruly hair was drenched in sweat and clung to the side of his head. Harry rushed over to him and hugged him gently. When he didn't see Melinda on his other side Harry looked up at her. She was frozen and had tears streaming down her face. James smiled gently at her but that only caused her to break down even more and she crushed him in a hug.

"I'm so so sorry. You could have been killed and I was so stupid. If that was the last thing I said to you…" Her words caught in her throat and she couldn't finish.

"Shh shh shh Angel it's ok. I'm ok. You didn't do anything wrong."

"But what about…" Melinda didn't finish but hung her head in shame.

"Melinda, hey, look at me." She raised her head and looked into hazel eyes identical to her own. "You didn't do anything wrong. I completely understand why you got upset. I love you and I'm ok. Ok?" She nodded then buried her face in his gown. James had the funny feeling that she was trying to compose herself.

"Uh I hate to ruin the moment but what about Voldemort?" Harry asked grimly. James beckoned his son over to the bed and the three of them sat on it together.

"He is still going to be coming after me Harry I trust you know this. But the only reason he was able to get to me this time was because the location was virtually unguarded. I didn't have a chance to activate the defenses. Trust me once I do no one will be able to get in unless we want them in. Plus when we leave here there is still the rest of the year at Hogwarts."

"So this isn't over?" Melinda asked faintly.

"No sweetie it's not but for now all I want to do is to be with my children. We can worry about Voldemort tomorrow." They lay together all afternoon, not worrying about Voldemort or anything else, just enjoying each other's company.

A/N: Well that's all folks. I may do a sequel that address Voldemort's death but it won't be for a while. Until then thanks for your support and I love you all. And as always R&R.