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Chapter one
He smiled a sad smile, bracing himself for what to come beyond the door. He had never thought that this day would come but it had. He had never thought that his best friend would never betray him but said best friends had, Even though he knew. He was too trusting that's what people had said and they were right: he have never suspected that his lover and best friend would betray him like that. But here he is standing in front of the manor where the wedding is being held. In-taking a big breath he tug at his dress robe, trying to make it stay in place, but he know that was not what he was doing. He just need to keep his hand preoccupied.
"Damn it!" He scolds himself "just get it over and done with!" He pushed the door open, there waiting for him was a house-elf, waiting on him. Harry knew that the house-elf would but was just waiting for him to be ready.
"Master Harry has come," Mili bowed He could see the sad smile on her lips.
"Please lead the way Mili." He asks wanting this done and over with so that he could be far away from here.
"Yes, Sir." The elf leads him through the left corridor, which he knew would take him to the Manor Garden.
"Thank you" Harry whisper, Mili had been the House-elf who had taken care of everything that he want or needed when he was here.
He can hear the music, laughter, and conversation coming from the door in front of him.
"Mister Harry Potter!" Mili announced once the door open. Everything but the music stilled as the band was pay to play the music and not to care for who came and who doesn't.
Harry gave a polite smile as he caught sight of the couple of the evening. The ceremony was over and he had plan for it that way. He didn't want to be here all day and evening to see the pair be in each other's arm smiling and laughing. But something inside him wanted to come during the day and make everyone uncomfortable but alas that would mean he would be uncomfortable and hurt more than he is.
He grab a flute of champagne, "A toast!" He fake a smile, raising his glass and look around as some people followed his lead, hoping that he would not ruined the night for everyone. He wishes he could do that but he was too nice for his own good "to the bride and groom, The man and woman of the night! May you both get whatever your heart desire, and may you be blessed with happiness!" He drains his glass and gave them a nod. He didn't have to look far to spot Ron with Draco Malfoy. They had become friend as sort since the final battle end.
Harry shook his head as he can hear the two bickering over which Quidditch team would move on to the semi-finally. He joined their argument to kill sometimes before he can leave. He was sure that the bride and groom would make their way over sooner or later. He doubt either of them could look into his eyes and make a conversation.
He still remember the excuse that Hermione had make when he found out, the very day that they had announce their marriage due to the brunette being pregnant.
"I had wanted to prove that he shouldn't be trusted! I didn't want you to be hurt!" She had pleaded.
"Well, you've proven it didn't you? That you too couldn't be trusted! You were my best friend since we were 11, but you betrayed me!" He accused not caring that he can see his so call friend tearing up, hurt and guilty. He was hurt damn it.
He can see the couple coming his way and it was toward the end of their reception.
"I can't do it, I have to go." He said hoping that he could get away even if it means he is a coward.
"Good Luck Harry," Ron gave him a pat on the back, he felt betrayed too, though not to the extent that his friend felt. He couldn't believe that Hermione had done what she had, and he was in love with her. He came because she had pleaded him, she had wanted at least one of her friend there, and Draco Malfoy had asked him to come.
"Good luck Potter. " Malfoy said, both male had known of his plan to leave 'Do make Plan to write."
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He had thought that he safe and no one had followed him, but he was wrong. His hand was jerked from behind him, forcing him to sin around. He already have an idea of who it was before meeting the eye of his assaulter.
"Professor," He acknowledge with a bare whisper unable to use the man's given name. Harry look over the man's shoulder to see Hermione standing a way back gnawing on her lower lips.
"Harry-"
"Please let go." Harry said trying to pull his hand back half-hearted; he had missed the man's touch.
"First, listen to me!" The older man instructs, he was afraid of losing the younger man but due to his own stupidity he had lost him. Yet he already did once Granger had told him she was pregnant. There was no other way to go about, he could call the girl a liar and continue with Harry, but Magic would attack Harry for separating the parent of the unborn babe.
"No! You let go first, then I will listen." He returns.
"Fine," Snape let go of his hand slowly afraid the young man would run off the minutes he left go, "I did this to protect you," he cautiously started, He could see Harry wanted to protest "Magic hate parent's being separated but by anyone, if I had ignore Miss Granger word, the worst magic could do is kill you. Or put you in St. Mungo's, I can't stand the thought of what'll happen." He said looking at Harry. He could see Harry grinding his teeth, that's not good for him to do that, Snape thought to himself, "I'm sorry, Harry."
"There is no use in saying that. If you're truly sorry you wouldn't have done it in the first place!" Harry glare at him angrily. He turns and ran from the man as fast as he could. Aparating home once he ran past the Manor gate.
He clench his fist in anger depression, He had lost his love in more than one way. Harry was right he shouldn't have done it but it was done. All thanks to Granger, she had gone and done it ruined whatever happiness he was able to find, all because of jealousy.
He turn around and saw her, "He's gone isn't he?" she asked, he could see that she was trying not to let her sadness show but he didn't care about her.
"Obvious isn't it?" He snare walking past her. Their union has nothing to do with love but force of magic and a babe.
"I'm sorry." She said in a broken whisper.
"Too late for apologies."
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The first thing he did was smash the first thing that he was able to put his hand on.
It wasn't supposed to go that way. If only he had gotten away without being caught. He can feel his resolve withering. He dropped onto cloth covered arm chair sobbing his broken heart out. Though one thing was for sure, he was leaving, going far away as possible. He can't stay and possibly bump into either of them. He was leaving tomorrow. That is something at least.
A brand new start.
The next day, he was gone. It took a week before the news reach the Daily Prophet and spread like wild fire.
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"Harry sent an owl." Ron said seating himself across from the blonde man.
"Really what id it?" The blond ask not lifting his head up from his paper work.
"A letter and...picture." said the ginger head as the picture slide out. He grab it and eye it. The picture was definitely of Harry and a little baby boy. red hair and green eyes. He passed the picture over to his friend and start reading the letter.
"Hi Ron, and Draco (if he's there)" Ron read a cheeky grin on his face he can imagine Harry had one as well, it had been five years since he had left, a letter here and there. "Well as you can sere in the picture I'm fine. And that little boy with me is my son Ian. Don't ask, I will tell when i come back. Any way, I thought that you guys would like to know that well will come back on August 23, the week before Ian's birthday. Tell your mum to cook extra, I'm looking forward to the food.
Harry"
The letter was short but to the point like always.
"Well, what a surprise." said the blond looking at the picture. Harry do look happy, though he wonder who the boy's other parent is. He was sure that his godfather is going to have a fit. He rub his hand a smirk on it. Oh he was going to have a lot of fun!