Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or anything affiliated with it. I have also read so much Fanfiction this plot could be from other authors and I didn't realize it, if i accidently steal something, I'm sorry, if it's yours and you care tell me and I will change it.

Summary: After the battle to defeat The Dark Load Harry plans for a normal life are destroyed with a letter from the past. Now he has good Malfoys, paternity problems, friends who just want to move on and his new Lordship to deal with, on top of trying to figuring who he really is.

Pairings: Slash, HP/multi*/undecided, past SS/LE, RW/HG, others

Harry will not be a slut who sleeps with a bunch of people, I just don't think it is realistic for an 18 year old to find the love of there lives as easily as it seems to happen in cannon.

Warnings: will be slash eventually, not sure how lemony it will get, I swear a lot so the language is pretty bad ect. Ginny bashing (and may be a little Ron to) will probably happen since he doesn't end up with her and I doubt she would go easily. Any other warning will be posted by chapter.

This is my first Story so sorry if it sucks.

Changes to the cannon:

Lucius lied to the Dark Lord in the Forest not Narcissa

Some people who were supposed to die will live

Will be slash, so no Ginny.

Leaves off on page on page 600 of Deathly Hallows.

Now Beta'd

'And quite honestly,' he turned away from the painted portraits, thinking now only of the four-poster bed waiting for him in Gryffindor Tower, and wondering if Kreacher might be able to bring him a sandwich there, "I've had enough trouble for a lifetime," (HPDH page 600)

Leaving the Headmistress' office and trying to make it back to the tower without anyone noticing him wasn't difficult with the invisibility cloak, even whilst walking around half asleep like he was, until he ran into someone, quite literally.

"Potter!"

Harry groaned.

"I know it's you Potter, no one else can walk around invisible."

"Whatever you want Malfoy, save it, I'm not in the mood, I really just want to get to the tower and get some sleep, can we do this later?"

"You're joking, right?"

"Not at all, I have been awake for 36 hours; I think I've earned the right to sleep."

"I meant about the Tower Potter, you know that that's exactly where everyone is going to be looking for you, there's no way you will get the peace and quiet you need to sleep."

"Well unless you have a better option Malfoy, I don't really have much of a choice, do I?"

"How does Head Boy room sound, it's not in the dungeon enough to be dangerous but no one will look for you there and even if they do, I'm the only one who has the password, well besides the teachers but they can get into any room here so you aren't safe from them in Gryffindor either."

"Head Boy room, as in your Head Boy room?"

"You saved my life, the least I can do if let you borrow my bed, like you said, you earned it."

"Fine. And we can talk about whatever it is you wanted on the way so you don't have to bother me again."

"Follow me then. As for what I wanted to talk about, I really just wanted to thank you, you know the whole room of requirement thing, and possibly the rock almost falling on me, not sure about that one but as I said, not many people can walk around invisible."

"Yes, I mean, yes it was me that stopped the rock, but it's no big deal, enough people died for me already, no reason to make the list longer than necessary...and it's a damn good thing I did."

"What do you mean?"

"In the forest the only reason your father lied to Vol-" seeing the cringe Harry stopped himself from saying the name, "the Dark Lord was because you were still alive."

"Oh well, thanks anyway, just because it worked out that way didn't mean you knew that would happen."

"True, but if you really want something to thank me for try this." Sticking his hand in his pocket he pulled out Draco's Hawthorn wand and handed it to him.

"My wand-"

At the sound of a strange hissing Harry stopped and looked around, and realised they were now in the dungeon, confused at the thought of a snake handing around, he surveyed the area again.

"Potter, what are you doing?"

"Shhh, I hear hissing!"

"Hissing, really?" Draco whispered trying to keep quiet whilst trying to figure out what was happening.

"Yes, there's a snake around here, I can recognize Parsletongue but can't understand what is being said."

"This way, there's a portrait with a snake on it, that's the only thing I can think of because a snake wouldn't come in here with all the people and danger."

Coming up to the portrait Harry heard it again, but it was clearer this time.

"Help! Help! Someone help!"

"What's going on?" Harry asked the snake.

"The Dark man! He's in here and he needs help!"

"Malfoy, what room is this?"

"Used to be Professor Snape's room, why?"

"Oh Shit! You need to go, get someone he trusts who has medical training and you need to HURRY YOUR ASS UP!"

"What! Why? What are you going on about, because I'm not doing anything until you tell me what is going on!"

"The snake says 'The Dark Man' is in here and needs help, I think it's Snape."

"Oh shit, I'll be right back."

"You need to let me in, I can't help the dark man from out here." Harry pleaded with the snake to let him in without the password, realizing the seriousness of the situation the portrait opened and Harry rushed in.

Just like he had suspected Snape was in there, lying on a couch bleeding profusely from the neck. Harry hurried up to him in a desperate attempt to stop the bleeding with only an old clock that was on the side of the couch.

"Fuck, this isn't helpful I need potions or a medic or something!" Harry said in desperation, he may not like like Snape, but he helped save his life and was once in love with his mother so that had to count for something.

"Phoenix tears, in the closet over there by the bookshelf." The raspy voice from Snape tried to tell him, only half understanding what was being said Harry tried anyway.

Going over to the closet he suspected might be the right one and he started digging through phials until he found the only one that could possibly be Phoenix tears, thinking to himself 'if this doesn't work, nothing will'. Going back over to Snape he carefully opened the tiny phial, hoping there was enough tears to close the wound and stop the venom from Nagini's bite, and just as carefully he droped the tears along the wound watching it close up even though it continued to look red, swollen and infected.

"Thank you Mr. Potter."

"You're welcome Professor."

"Touching really." A new voice came from behind him; Harry turned to see Lucius Malfoy standing with Draco. "I appreciate the help Mr. Potter, as I'm sure Severus does, but I am now rather concerned with what THAT is."

Both Harry and the now partially healed potions Professor turned to see an envelope, glowing blue, suspended in mid air. Moving closer they realised it was addressed to both of them. They turned to look at each other, both hoping that the other knew something about the mysterious letter, but confusion was etched upon both faces.

"Well, there's no one way to know without reading it." Before anyone can stop him Harry grabed the envelope with skills that only a seeker could possibly have and opened it. The others watched as he quickly read through the letter, handed it to the other person it was addressed to and promptly fainted on spot.