Hi there readers:

Had to post this. This is another Harry Potter story. Also this story takes place a short time after the war. Also, Harry didn't marry Ginny, instead he had fled the Wizarding World. He's now living with a family of his own. But little does he know that his former life is about to make its way back into his life once again.

Hope you all enjoy!

Chapter One:

Twenty-Five Years Later:

Roy Bishop, once known as Harry Potter, was currently teaching his freshmen class, everyone in the school loved having him there. He loved it too. He had now a much darker shade of emerald green almost black eyes, he was tall, he had pale skin, he now had his usually untidy, now straight dark long hair in a pony tail. He now had contacts, he had forgotten about the glasses so long ago, that now with his new appearance, it now became impossible for anyone who once knew him as Harry Potter, to recognize him even now.

He was in the middle of his lecture, when suddenly the door to his small classroom opened, and in came the Principal, a small, white lady, with red hair, pale skin, dark blue eyes, and a stream look on her face, she was leading into the classroom a new student, a girl named Jessica Weasley, who had huge brown eyes, pale skin, and straight blonde hair.

As the Principle stepped into the classroom, the class became quiet, and Roy said as he turned to face the door, "Why hello, Principle Creasey, what has you here today?"

Principle Creasey said, "Mr. Bishop, I would like to introduce a new student, who will be joining your class. Everyone, please meet Miss. Jessica Weasley."

Roy almost had a break down, he had to keep himself from resurfacing thoes unwanted, unneeded, and painful memories, he just had to keep in control of himself, and so he said, "I'm sorry, but did you just say Weasley?"

Principle Creasey said, "Why yes, I did, Mr. Bishop. Is there a problem with that unusual last name?"

Roy forced himself to say, "No, but I will say this, I had once met a Weasley. Indeed I had, and such a strange last name it is, indeed."

Principle Creasey said, "How fascinating it might have been for you to meet someone with a last name like that, Mr. Bishop."

Roy only nodded, he said, "Now, Miss. Weasley, why don't you tell the class a little about yourself."

Jessica said as she turned to face the class, "My Mother and Father were both born in Britin, while they both were there, they had so many great adventures as kids. Mother and Father were also friends with a man who also went to school with them. The man's name was Harry Potter. Mother once told me, when I was young, that Harry Potter had once saved the world from this evil guy who wanted him dead. Father often told me that he and Harry were like brothers even."

Roy said, "If you don't mind me asking, Miss. Weasley, who are your parents'?"

Jessica looked at him, and said, "Mother's name is Hermione, Father's name is Ron Weeasley, sir. Why do you ask that for?"

Roy froze, he forced back the painful memories, he couldn't let anyone know about his past life, no matter what. He just said, "Please, sit down, Miss. Weasley."

While he continued the lecture, he kept on looking at the girl, he didn't know that Hermione and Ron had gotten married, let alone had kids. He couldn't even think about his former life, he didn't want to go back, he was no longer that foolish boy anymore, and besides, everyone didn't know anything about that part of him either.

Once class was over, he told Jessica and another student to stay behind, after telling the other student to wait outside, he took a deep breath, turned to face her, and said, "Well, it doesn't help that they had to come all this way just so that you could atten school here, Miss. Weasley."

Jessica said, "Mother and Father have a good reson for coming out here."

Roy said, "And why is that, Miss. Weasley?"

She looked away, and said, "You see, Mother and Father had to go through what Harry Potter made them go through. Not long after he disappeared, they tried to move on, but what Harry had done to them, it still in fact, hurts everyone in the family. Including everyone they all knew."

Roy felt a ping of pain in his heart, he didn't think that he could even face them, he let his mind wonder just for a tad bit, thinking briefly about his best friends and everything they had been through together. After realizing what he was thinking, he pushed those memories away, and he said, "You may go, Miss. Weasley."

She didn't know why, but she thought that she saw a lone tear in her teacher's eyes, she also thought that she had seen the pain in his eyes as she told him why Mother and Father had decided to come out here.

After she was gone, Roy's next class was his planing period, he sat down at his desk, it didn't help now that he had to face Hermione again, he couldn't even look at the girl for even a few minutes, without having to force thoes memories away, he also saw a little bit of Ron in her as well, as she kept on looking at him like she knew him or something, true that she does, but that life didn't exist anymore to him.

He had fled the Wizarding World for one reson only, he wanted to forget, he didn't want to live in the Wizarding World anymore, once he had defeated Voldemort, he had to leave, he couldn't stay there anymore, where painful memories lay, and where his parents' had died.

Over the years, he'd traveled all over the world, going to new places, but Eygpt and Rome of course, but everything had changed once he'd made it to New York City, he had spent a few weeks getting settle in, a few more weeks just walking around the huge city, it all seem to fade once he'd found Rose, once getting to know her, he knew just knew that he'd found the one.

She'd asked him so many questions about his childhood and schooling, he now led her to believe that he had a great childhood, and that he had lived in the United States all his life, not once did she ever ask about what led him to move here in New York City. She simply believed that he had moved here because he wanted to live here. But he knew the real reason why he'd came to live and settle down.

He wanted to forget his former life altogether.

Rose was at home, waiting for her husband to return from work, she loved him so much, as any wife would love her husband. Over the years that they both had spent together, she believed that he was a good man, that nothing could have ever make him angry or make him regret something in his life, they both lived in a two story white home, five bedrooms, one for her and Roy, and the rest was for their four well behaved children.

She was about to call him, when she heard the front door open, and heard him say, "I'm home!"

She went into the front room, where she saw their four children greeting their Father, at least he seemed to be in a good mood, she said as she walked up to him, "Welcome home, dear. How was work?"

Roy only said, "As always, my dear."

She was about to say something else, when everyone heard a tapping sound on the window, everyone went over to the window, there and to Roy's great shock was a snowy white owl, Hedwig, she hooted happly at him, glad to see her master once more, he slowly very slowly walked up to the window, with his family behind him, he froze when he saw a letter in her legs, he sighed, opened the window to let her in, once she was in, she tried to land on his shoulder, only his wife said, "Dear?"

Roy only said, "Do worry, love. I'll get rid of it."

Hedwig only hooted at her master, she was so happy to see him again, as he was about to lean down and get the letter, the oldest of the four children, Jack, said, "Father, please do be careful. Who knows if it's dangerous or not."

Roy whispered harshly to Hedwig as he got the letter, "What are you doing here, Hedwig?"

Hedwig simply nipped his ear, he glared at her, and snarled quietly, "Why are you even here?"

He just leaned away from her, and said, "Go on."

She didn't move, she was waiting for a reply, he just sighed, sat down on the couch, glared at Hedwig once more, opened the letter, and was shocked to see a Howler.

He carefully opened it, and heard Hermione's voice shout, "HARRY JAMES POTTER! HOW DARE YOU! DO YOU KNOW HOW LONG IT TOOK FOR EVERYONE TO MOVE ON!? YOUR PARENTS WOULDN'T HAVE WANTED THIS FOR YOU! EVERYONE, INCLUDING MOST OF THE SLYTHERINS ARE NOW LOOKING ALL OVER FOR YOUR LITTLE BUTT! GINNY CAN'T SEEM TO MOVE ON NOW BECAUSE OF WHAT YOU HAD DONE TO EVERYONE! HARRY JAMES POTTER, THINK ABOUT WHAT YOU'VE CAUSED EVERYONE IN THE PAST TWENTY-FIVE YEARS! OR SO HELP ME AND MAKE SURE THAT I'M NOT THE FIRST ONE TO FIND YOU! BECAUSE IF I DO, YOUR HEAD WILL BE MINE! DO YOU HEAR ME!?"

Once it was done, Roy stared at the now disappearing red letter, he only moved when Hedwig hooted softly in his ear, he stood up, turned to face her, and snapped, "Get out! Go!"

She looked disappointed, he sighed, sat back down on the couch, pulled out a peice of paper, took out a pen, and wrote a reply. Once done, he tied it to her legs, lead her over to the window, and whispered, "Take this back to her."

She nipped his ear, and flew away.

After she was gone, he shut the window, and whispered, "I'm sorry, 'Mione. I really am."

Rose slowly came up from behind him, wrapped her arms around him, and said, "Roy, what's this all about?"

He only said, "It's nothing, dear. Just someone who I once knew."

She said, "Roy, are you alright?"

He turned to face her, and said, "Yes, dear, I'm alright. No need to worry."

Jack asked, "Father, who's Harry James Potter?"

Roy looked out the window, fighting the urge to break down in tears, and said, "Just someone who I once knew, my son."

Rose said, "Love, you should know that whoever this Harry Potter person is, is probably dead right now, right?"

He said, "I know that, dear."

Just then the doorbell rang, Roy walked over to the door, opened it, and froze at who was on his doorstep.