The Last Five Months
By
Love's Daughter
Disclaimer-Harry Potter doesn't belong to me.
Summary-After Harry dies, Severus is feeling depressed. But when Dumbledore gives him Harry's diary, the potions master finds out just how much the last five months mattered to the boy-who-lived.
Chapter 3
A House Elf and a Rescuer
Tinsel interrupted Severus' reading as he finished the page. "Severus, sir, Mr. Dumbledore is asking Tinsel when Professor Snape is wanting the funeral for Harry, sir," she squeaked sadly.
Severus drew in a sharp breath when Tinsel reminded him that Harry was dead. It didn't seem like he was gone, especially while he was reading Harry's diary. "T-tinsel, would you please bring me the calendar from the kitchen?" he asked.
"Yes, sir!" Tinsel scurried off towards the kitchen and reappeared a moment later with the calendar that usually hung by the microwave.
Severus took the offered calendar and choked back a sob when he saw the picture. Albus had charmed the calendar to change pictures every day with updated pictures from Severus' and his cameras.
The large picture at the top of the month today was a large group picture. It had been taken at Harry's birthday party only a few months ago. Harry was in the middle, standing on crutches and with a huge grin on his face. His arm was slung around Hermione's shoulder, and Ron was on his other side. Neville, Dudley and Draco were standing near the golden trio, and Fred was behind them as well, holding his fiancée's hand. Ginny was pulling Percy and Penelope towards the group, and Severus, Mrs. Dumbledore were there as well. Fleur and Tonks were smiling, each with a hand on their stomachs, where babies were growing, and Bill and Remus each had an arm around their wives. Every person had their share of cuts and bruises, battle scars from a few weeks previous of when the photo was taken. A significant amount of people were missing from their number, but Severus decided that he wasn't going to think about that now.
The potions master finally looked down at the dates. August twenty-seventh, Harry had died yesterday. "Tinsel, would you please ask Albus if I could talk to him over lunch?' Severus asked as he got an idea.
"Yes, sir," Tinsel agreed and disappeared with a pop.
As Severus waited for Tinsel to return, he picked up Harry's diary and began reading again.
April 6, 1996 (Fri.)
Dear Diary,
I'm scared. Sev isn't waking up. Hermione says that it could be from shock, because of all the crucio's, but she sounds scared too. As soon as Hedwig or Ritz come back, we're going to send a letter to Dumbledore. Hermione called her parents to ask them if they could call the Order (they have an emergency phone number in case something happens) but they didn't answer. She's been trying every five minutes for the past five or six hours, but just gets the answering machine. I hope Mr. and Mrs. Granger are alright. I really hope Severus is alright, too. Oh gosh, I hope he doesn't die. I just got him, and I'm dying anyway. It's not fair that Sev has to go through this, cause he's a good person. I just wanted a few months with a family, but what if I only got less than a week? I just can't lose Sev; he's my DAD for goodness sake! First the cancer, then Sev dying? I couldn't stand it, I'd kill myself. No one else loves me like he does. Here come Mione, bye.
Harry
Later April 6, 1996 (Fri.)
Dear Diary,
Ritz and Hedwig came back, thank God, but Hedwig was really hurt. It looks like something bit her wing, and she was bleeding very bad. We sent Ritz off with a letter and Hermione splinted Hedwig's wing and cleaned it up. We don't know if owls can have potions, so we didn't give her anything. Mr. and Mrs. Granger still haven't answered, and Hermione's really scared. It's almost midnight, and she's brushing her teeth. Mione told me that I should get to sleep, but I can't. Severus will be upset if he ever wakes up, since I barely got two hours of sleep last night and I'm still awake. How could I sleep when my first friend and Dad are hurt and possible dying? Hermione told me that I have to at least close my eyes and turn off the light, so night.
Harry
April 7, 1996 (Sat.)
Dear Diary,
I fell asleep! Hermione looked over Sev and Hedwig, and she said that they're fine, at least not changed from last night. Gosh, I feel so guilty for falling asleep. What if something had happened? The Granger's still aren't answering, Hermione's about to collapse in tears. I hope Ritz gets back with Dumbledore soon.
Harry
Later April 7, 1996
Dear Diary,
Thank God, Dumbledore's here! He apparated here half an hour ago, and said that Hedwig's fine, and said that we could have woken Sev up with an enervate. Gosh, I feel stupid. He's checking over Sev one last time before he wakes him up. The Granger's were attacked, and they're at Grimmauld Place right now, and they didn't get hurt at all. As soon as he wakes up Sev, Dumbledore's going to bring Mione there. Oh, he said he's going to wake him up now! Bye.
Harry
Even Later April 7, 1996
Dear Diary,
Guess what? Sev told me I could call him Dad! Well, he actually sorta didn't tell me I couldn't and got a happy look on his face when I did. As soon as Dumbledore got him out of the coma/deep sleep/whatever he was in, I jumped on him, screaming "Dad!" He looked surprised for a moment, and then hugged me back. Dumbledore got that weird twinkle in his eye (Does he ever not have that twinkle?) and left with Hermione to go to Sirius' house to see her parents. I feel so guilty; their house was burned to the ground along with everything that they own. If I'd never been friends with Mione, this wouldn't have happened, and Ron's family wouldn't be targeted by Tom and she and Ron would be best friends and safe from Voldemort. Dad said that Hermione would be dead from the troll in first year, and the Weasley's wouldn't be safe anyway, because of the Order. I still feel guilty, though. Anyway, Dad found out that I haven't gotten a decent amount of sleep in almost fifty hours, so he's making me take a nap. Shoot, here he comes. I'm going to pretend to be asleep now.
Harry
A/N: Hullo! Thank you SO much for reading my story! If you spot any grammar or spelling mistakes, or anything in the plot that doesn't add up, please tell me. Also, pretty please tell me if you like the story or not. Thanks!
-Love'sDaughter
