While Harry couldn�t stay at Hogwarts and he had to return home on Monday, he had been granted permission to spend the weekends at Hogsmeade where the ministry had given him a temporary home. There was going to be a floo connection between the Kane household and the Hogsmeade home, which would be open for use from 8 till 10 on Fridays and Mondays so that he would have enough time to get to an from Hogsmeade but he would be unable to come and go as he pleased.
His vault had also been opened for use again but it had been transferred to his daughters name, he wasn�t allowed to withdraw money himself and there was still a withdrawal limit per day, which the ministry would monitor.
However this would only be until his daughter finished school or Harry died, after that the vault would be free for her use and the floo connection would be severed unless Alexander Kane, being the only magical member of the family, asked it to be otherwise.
He was also restricted to Hogsmeade, Hogwarts and Platform 9 3/4 in the magical world, he would have to arrange for someone else to take Lizzy to get her school things or he had to organise a ministry escort if he wanted to go to any other area of the wizarding world.
The arrangements weren�t perfect however it meant that he would be able to visit his daughter while she was still in school.
They could have been worse; they had spent half the time arguing about who would take Elisabeth after he was dead.
They had insisted that she become a ward of the Ministry until her 18th, at which time she would be allow to do whatever she wanted. However Harry was adamant that she would stay with Mrs Kane and her son as he had decided when she was 6 years old. He hadn�t trusted the ministry since he finished his 4th year and he wasn�t sure he trusted them before that.
In the end he had threatened to pull Lizzy from school and let that be the end of it. He had been told earlier in the day by Hermione that Magical children were rare at the moment as the population was only just starting to recover from the war that had destroyed so many lives over a decade before. Parents had stopped trusting Dumbledore after he sent many of the older students out to defend the school in Harry�s 6th year.
So Harry had managed to keep Lizzy�s custody in the hands of Mrs K and he was able to visit his daughter every weekend and she would be returning home on the holidays. So he was happy.
He watched the students around him as they enjoyed their weekend, many were sitting in groups around the lake while some of them were in groups playing games on the lawn in front of the school.
Harry wandered around aimlessly in no particular direction except away from the greenhouses where he had seen Neville running around care for him many plants as Harry had known him to do when they were together.
After wandering around the grounds for 20 minutes or so he found himself on the Quidditch pitch, staring up at the Gryffindor and Ravenclaw teams who were having a mock game above him.
He slowly made his way up into one of the stands so he could watch the game he had loved so much during his school years.
Flying had been his escape form the world which had loved him so much and yet he had hated so much, for how they idolised him.
He wasn�t watching them for long before the players noticed him.
�You�re Harry Potter, aren�t you?� One of the Gryffindor Chasers asked, coming over to fly next to him.
Harry nodded.
�You were the best seeker in Hogwarts history.�
Again Harry nodded.
The student landed on the seat next to him and got off of his broom. He then held the broom out to Harry.
�Show us,�
Harry stared at the broom in front of him. He hadn�t been on a broom for years and it was one of the things he had missed the most in his forced time in exile.
Taking the broom from the boy in front of him he swung his leg over the broom and pushed off from the stand to feel the familiar feeling of being weightless and free.