I stand there for a few minutes to let myself relax and calm down. I barely hear the front door open and close behind me. I sigh, turning around to glare and maybe yell at whoever the person is. Before I was able to realize who the person was, the person moved to where their lips were on mine and was kissing me. My whole body instantly tense up before seeing a strand of familiar jet black hair. I finally realize that the person kissing me was the person I've had a crush on since I reentered the Wizarding World. All of the muscles in my body relax. I immediately wrap my arms around his waist, pull his body closer to mine, and take control of the kiss. After a while, we both are in need of air and pull out of the kiss. I look up into his eyes and smile.

"Come with me to this meeting." I state. He looks at me skeptically and like I'm crazy at the same time. "The meeting won't take long. I just have to sign a few papers, which I want you aware of before too much happens more between us." Another skeptical look from him. "If you come with me, I'll explain everything involving this meeting in more depth on the way to the diner, but we have to go now before she thinks I've ditched her. She's a very impatient, busy woman with a very bad temper." He laughs at my statement and nods his head in agreement. I magic his clothes to look similar to my own. We begin to walk down the street as quickly as we both can manage without running.

"What are these papers you have to sign for?" he asks. "Why couldn't it wait until morning?"

"The papers are to adopt a newborn baby girl and she's very busy like I said earlier." I say, timidly. Silence overcame us.

"Why are you adopting this baby girl?" he asks after a while.

"Almost two years ago, a set of five-year-old triplets made their way into my life." I state with a smile on my face. "They were abused by their parents. One day, they were able to escape from their house quickly enough to make it into my backyard without any of them being caught by their parents. I was back there, gardening that day. I saw them run into the shed, heard shouting, and knew what was going on. The parents saw me and asked if I saw them. I lied to their parents, and they left. I went to the shed and checked on them. They were covered in bruises and badly healed broken bones. I snuck them into the house and called the police. They arrived shortly after I made the call. The officers took one look at the set of triplets and went to arrest their parents. The officers called for an ambulance to take the boys to the hospital. By this time, I had gotten attached to them and them to me. They refused to leave my side, so I went with them in the ambulance and soothed each of them as they were healed. It was honestly the most horrifying and scariest thing I've had to watch. They were going to send them back with their parents due to the charges not being able to stick and their high standing in society."

"They were going to give abused children back to the people who abused them?!" he shouts. I lower my head and give a short, sad nod. "That's outrageous! They shouldn't be able to get away with that just because of their societal standing! It's most certainly not fair!" I stop us in the middle of the sidewalk and pressed my lips to his for a few seconds.

"Just calm down and let me finish the story please." I smile. He nods, blushing furiously, and we continued walking. "When I found that out, I refused to move from their sides. I even went to as far as falling asleep with one of them in my lap, the other 2 on each of my sides, and my arms wrapped around all of them. Then, I called a custody lawyer named Martha Pickens, arranged for her meet the boys and myself in their hospital room, and told her what I wanted, custody of those 3 boys. She didn't believe I was capable of doing so, but I easily persuaded her. She took it to court and I got custody of them. The judge made the ruling that any future children of theirs would be taken from them. I offered to adopt any of their future children."

"So they had another baby?" he asks.

"Yes, a baby girl late last night, early this morning to be more specific." I say, nodding.

"That's very kind of you to do, Harry." He says. "Are you sure you can handle taking another child in?" I stop walking to look at him, causing him to stop walking and look at me, too. "Don't get me wrong, she should be placed in a safe home with a family member, but I hope and am just checking that you're not taking too much upon yourself." I sigh and continue walking.

"Martha asked the same thing earlier while on the phone, but I know when things are too much for myself to handle." I say. "You are right, though. Taking this baby girl in will be a lot to deal with, but I believe I can do it. I was hoping that I would be able to talk you into helping me with all of the children. There are a few friends I've made over the years, who already are doing so. I know getting you to help me would be a long shot, but I believe it to be a worthy way of spending our time."

"What makes you think I'll help you with these children?" he asks.

"Because I believe you care about me." I state smugly. "And I think that since I care so much about these children that aren't even mine that they'll find a way into your heart, too."

"I believe that to be a correct assessment." He responds. "What do you with them when you go back to school?"

"I have a few friends that take turns staying with them during that time." I answer. "I hate having to tell them goodbye every time I go back. I wish there was a way to bring them with me this year when I go."

"If you had someone to watch them during your classes, you could bring them to school with you." He responds.

"Well, I do believe you would when you could, but I couldn't ask you to do that for me." I say. "I know Jacob and Jared take turns keeping them during that time. Do you think they would be able to come with us when we return to watch them? I really do hate leaving them."

"I believe we could as long as they meet a certain requirement of the school." he answers cryptically. I begin chuckling at the thought.

"They do." I answer. He gives me a confused look. "They're homeschooled. Hence, the availability of them to watch the boys during the school year." He nods his head in acceptance. I look around and see that we're at the diner, so I stop walking. Seeing me stop, he does, too. "Well, we're here." I hold the door open for him to go in first and I follow him in. We stand by the door as I search the faces in the diner for Martha Pickens.

Finally, I spot her in a corner farthest from the door. I lead us over to her. "It's been a long time since we've last seen each other, Martha."

"Harry!" she shouts, standing up to give me a hug, which I return. "How are you doing, dear?"

"I'm doing just fine." I answer. "What about you? How are you?"

"I'm good." She responds. "I'm currently trying to get a promotion at the firm, but good all the same." She sees my company standing beside me. "Who might this be?"

"I'm sorry." I state. "I seem to have forgotten my manners this evening. Martha, this is a friend of mine, Severus Snape. Severus, this is the great Martha Pickens." She laughs, blushing.

"It's a pleasure to meet you." They both say to each other at the same time. We all laugh and sit down around the table.

"So business before pleasure?" I ask. I look over at Severus, who was looking at me in shock, and Martha, who was clearly amused by the display between us. She gives me a nod of agreement and a friendly smile.

"Of course." She states, pulling out her briefcase and searching for the papers. "It always has been business before pleasure with you, Harry. I suppose it always will be." She glances at me over the top of the briefcase lid. I smile and give her a small nod in agreement. After a few minutes of silence and her searching for the papers, she found the needed papers. She hands the papers to me. I read over all of the papers very carefully. I was almost finished reading the last page when there was a small detail in the document that I didn't like at all.

"Martha, why does this say that the parents will have visiting rights to all 4 children?" I ask, looking at her. The confusion on her face gave me the answer I was looking for. "Who wrote these papers up?"

"David wrote it with the help of Adam." She answers. "That doesn't explain why that's in there though."

"Actually, it does." I state in a matter-of-fact way. "Adam was the defense attorney assigned to defend the Martins in court. The Martins knew that any future children they have, together or separated, would be taken from them. Anyone and everyone can be bought with something. It's either that or blackmail. I can guarantee that James Martin either paid Adam enough to do this or James had some dirt on Adam and blackmailed him. Either way, I believe James had an input on this document and Adam just put whatever James wanted in it. I have enough faith in the government to trust that Adam wouldn't do this otherwise." I look back up at her face to see realization struck across her face.

"I believe you may be right." She states. I hand her the papers back. "I will fix this personally and have them ready to be signed tomorrow evening. Can you meet me here tomorrow evening, again?"

"I'm sorry, Martha, but I have things to do tomorrow evening." I reply. "I can try to meet you here in the morning, though. Is that good with you?" She nods her head in agreement.

"I'll see you tomorrow morning, Martha." I state getting up and pulling Severus with me. I lead us out of the diner, very upset. "Damn it!"

"It'll be okay, Harry." He says reassuringly. "You'll get custody soon enough." I sigh in annoyance.

"A lot can happen in that time." I state. I peck a kiss to his lips right before we are surrounded by flashing lights of cameras. "Keep ahold me and keep your head down."

The reporters all start screaming questions at me asking about the person I'm with. We just ignore them and run away. We run into a shop, which turns out to be a motorcycle shop. The shop owner locks the door to keep the reporters out.

"Thanks, Tom. I going to need the fastest two motorcycles you have along with two sets of the necessary riding gear." I state, looking around me and spotting Severus exactly where I left him. He nods and goes to lead me into the back of the shop, but I don't follow him yet. Instead, I grab ahold of Severus's arm and drag him to the back room with me. First, he leads us over to a helmet rack. I grab an orange and black HJC CS-R2 Flame block full-face motorcycle helmet and a red Scorpion EXO-R2000 Ion full-face motorcycle helmet. Then, the man takes us over to the rest of the riding gear.

I pay for all of the stuff and both of the motorcycles. Leaving the helmets off to the side, I quickly put my motorcycle gear on and help Severus into his. I point to the bike he's going to ride, but he doesn't move.

"Why aren't you getting on your motorcycle?" I ask.

"I don't know how to ride a motorcycle." He replies, turning a very dark shade of red.

"There's nothing to be embarrassed about." I say, caressing his cheek. "I'd be happy to teach you how to ride, but I want to get as far away from those reporters as I can at the current moment. You can just ride behind me on my bike and I'll teach you how to ride yours at a later in time. Do you want to go back to Grimmuald Place first or do you want to go somewhere before we return there?"

"I have no desire to directly return to that insufferable house." He states. "I have no other place in mind to go, instead of that despicable house, though." I chuckle at his comments of Grimmuald Place.

"I love your commentary on the Black family house and have to agree with you upon them." I say. "I have an idea of a place we can go. It is my favorite within all of Britain. It's also very secluded, so it's perfect for private discussions. Plus, I'm the only person with knowledge of its location that I am aware of. I'd be glad to take you to there as long as you keep its location a secret between us." He nods his head in acceptance.