"Except for Dumbledore's will, I don't think anyone has ever mentioned my middle name," he said, laughing. "I have way too many nicknames for anyone to remember that I have a middle name. I can't even imagine a marriage where Ginny uses my middle name." The longer he was with Draco, the less he could imagine a marriage with Ginny, but then he knew that if they were at home, he would have done what was expected.
He leaned against a wall, looking at Jamie instead of the view. "It's not just that, not that those aren't smart things, but I never had to learn those things, because I could never get into a routine to start with." Harry stared at his son. "Right, you are my son, therefore you are the greatest at anything you do."
Harry sighed. "I still think I would have done it even while you were growing up, but I'm not going to fight you on that. That I remembered this as the day Sirius died- well, that I believe completely. It was my fault. I was stupid, I rushed, I didn't study properly and I started a chain of events that led to his death. It's easier now with him here. With so many of them here. Decades of living with the guilt might have contributed to what you know."
He turned around, putting his hands on Jamie's knees. "The hardest thing for all of you won't be learning the spells, but changing the way you think. Scorpius wanted to play with those bloody birds, how insane is that? And I've been good at not pointing out how absolutely stupid that was. Even Draco's memories weren't enough to teach him and Draco has never met a magical creature that he likes. I can teach you every spell I know and we can do them over and over, but what we had, what the D.A. had was the belief that everything could kill you. I can't teach you that, but we can duel over and over until it becomes second nature."