Chapter 1
The battle at Hogwarts was over and won. Harry James Potter, age 17, had done the unthinkable and killed one of the most powerful, and feared wizards of all time, Lord Voldemort. But Harry was not happy. Sure he had killed a wizard far more advanced in magic but he couldn't celebrate the victory with the one he loved. The one person Harry ever wanted was his mentor and friend, so naturally Harry thought he couldn't be with him. Boy was Harry wrong. Harry was too blind to see that this person wanted him too and badly.
Harry went back to Hogwarts to finish his schooling, only without Hermione and Ron, They had been death-eaters from their 6th year, as it turns out, and was killed in the final battle. Harry was miserable, even with the person of his secret love returning to teach the Defense against the Dark Arts position, close by. Harry spent most of his time by the Black Lake, staring out onto the murky surface. One rainy day, things were no different except Harry had a knife that he was dragging slowly across his wrists. Remus Lupin, Harry's heart throb, knew something was wrong that day and ventured out into the storm to find Harry.
"Harry stop!" Remus cried out when he found Harry. Harry turned and Remus saw that tears were streaking the 17 year old boy's face and blood dripped to the ground.
"Why do you fucking care Lupin? You obviously don't see that I hold a love for you but I don't care. You're supposed to be my mentor and my friend, so naturally you're off limits. But why do you fucking care about me? I am, after all, only wanted for my fame and glory. I have no reason to stop. In fact I should just take this knife and stab myself with it. That way my pain can end and people can forget about me" Harry cried as Remus squatted next to him. Remus forced the knife from Harry's hands and threw it into the lake.
"Harry James Potter! I do love you! I do care about you! And as for me being off limits! Who cares?! I mean you are an adult and therefore ready to make your own decisions. I love you Harry! I don't want you for your fame or glory! I just want you, Harry Potter! I want to hear the laughter that sent my heart whirring into an obliviation! I want to see the night stars in your eyes again! I want to embrace you under the moonlight, to hold you and love you! You have a reason to live for and that's me!" Remus shouted over the pounding rain. Harry sighed and cast a silencing spell, as well as a spell to cause the area around them to go dry and not get wet. Then Harry allowed himself to fall into Remus' arms, the blood drips stopping when Remus was taking the knife from him.
"God Remus what the hell in my pathetic life did I do to deserve anyone like you?" Harry sobbed as Remus held him.
"Harry you have done a lot of wonderful things, most of them were miracles but you did them none the less. Now are you going to sit there or are you going to let me kiss you?" Harry smiled and let Remus' lips meet his in a soft, warm kiss that would be remembered from then on………………
It was 3 years after their first kiss and Harry was standing at the alter beside his best man and the minister. Finally, the day has come that everyone in the wizarding community was waiting for. Harry Potter was getting married.
"Hey" The silky smooth voice of Severus Snape, Harry's best man, interrupted Harry's thoughts.
"Whats up Sev?" Harry asked. Snape and him finally got over their differences and became friends after the war was over. Harry was glad that Snape was his best man because he wouldn't have anyone else.
"You okey? It looks like the Golden Boy is getting cold feet" Snape joked. Harry looked at him in shock, which of course was feigned.
"Me? Cold feet? I think not so thank you very much Professor Bat" Harry jested back, using the nickname he had established for Snape.
"Sorry mr. werewolf crazy" Harry just smiled because his nickname was true. He was werewolf crazy but for only one man. Suddenly everyone went quiet and found their seats. The music had started playing and the grand doors of Snape Manor opened.
"this is it harry" Harry thought as he watched a simply gorgeous figure slide down the aisle gracefully.