"Potter, Mcgonagall want's to see you." Professor Slughorn stopped Harry in the hallway as he made his way to Transfiguration, and Harry raised an eyebrow.

"Why?" He asked and Slughorn shrugged.

"I don't know, but she wants you." Slughorn said and walked away.

Harry sighed. He sort of needed to go to class, as this was his Seventh year. Even though they had laughed at Hermione, the teacher's were already explaining N.E.W.T.S.. Harry walked up to Mcgonagall's office, wondering what she wanted, and knocked on the door.

"Come in." A distracted voice said through the door and Harry opened the door to see it just the same as the last time he was at the Headmistress's office.

The portrait of Albus Dumbledoor was above Mcgonagall's desk and Harry smiled a little before Mcgonagall looked up and nodded to the chair.

"Sit." She said and Harry sat down on the chair slowly.

"Tea, Potter?" Mcgonagall asked as she poured to cups of tea.

"Er..." Harry couldn't say 'No.', now, as Mcgonagall had handed him his cup of tea.

"Potter, I have asked you here because I would like to discuss your career option's with you." She said, putting it bluntly.

Harry sort of liked how she was forward with things, but he was a bit surprised that she wanted to discuss his career when he just got to Hogwarts.

"Oh..." Harry trailed off, scratching his head awkwardly.

"Is it still your ambition to be an Auor, Potter?" Mcgonagall asked as she sipped her tea.

Harry shrugged. He hadn't thought of much since the war. And when he got to Hogwarts, Ginny and Quidditch sort of took over his thoughts.

"Well, uh, I guess so." Harry said and Mcgonagall handed him a white sheet of paper.

"I know your not certain, but I had Kinglsey Owl me an Auor information sheet, if you would like it." Mcgonagall said and Harry looked at it.

It wasn't much, but just talked about the duties of being an Auor and such.

"Thank you, Professor. I will definitely think about it." Harry got up from his chair, not wanting to be extremely late for Transfiguration, but Mcgonagall spoke again.

"And, Potter, I never really got a chance to talk to you after... the battle. I just wanted to say thank you. For saving all of us." She said and Harry blushed.

"Er, your welcome, Professor." Harry said, not knowing what to say and left.

Everybody always thanked him. But he didn't feel like a hero. What about Remus? Tonks? Fred? Colin?

They were all hero's. Colin saved his freaking girlfriend, for god sake's! And Remus, and Tonks... they were amazing people. And now, they're son was left parent- less.

And Fred was George's other half. George still isn't the same. All he does is go to work and sit in his bedroom. Harry got into Transfiguration and Professor Abbot, Hannah Abbot's Father, glared at him.

"Late, Potter." He said in a bored voice as he went on with the lesson.

"Sorry, Professor." Harry said as he sat down beside Ron.

Ron raised an eyebrow at him. "Where were you?" He whispered and Harry looked to see Professor Abbot was continuing on with the lesson.

"Mcgonagall wanted to see me." Harry whispered back, and Ron nodded.

"Being late doesn't mean you can talk to Weasley, Potter. Ten points from Gryffindor." Professor Abbot said in a bored voice and Harry glared at him.

He was almost worse then Snape... Harry felt like he had been hit with a rock. He didn't like to think about him either... Snape had been protecting him. Everyday of his life. The last words Snape said to him stuck in Harry's mind, like it was stuck there.

'You have your Mother's eyes.'.

The line was stuck in Harry's mind and he felt an overwhelming feeling of guilt. He had hated Snape, but this whole time, Snape had loved his Mother and had protected him.

"Potter! Are you listening?" Professor Abbot asked, annoyed and Harry came back to his senses.

"Sorry, Professor." Harry muttered and heard Ron snigger.

He elbowed him in the ribs when Professor Abbot wasn't looking, and Ron let out a low grunting sound, making Harry laugh loudly and lose another Ten points from Gryffindor.

Harry had been looking and signing up for various classes for his Auor career. It was already night- time, and Harry was still checking out classes. Transfiguration, DADA, Charm's and Potion's was the main outlines, but Harry wanted to be head Auor when he was older. He hadn't told Ron and Hermione about it, as he wasn't sure he wanted to be an Auor. Harry looked at the various classes he had looked into that would gain him top in N.E.W.T.S. and sighed. He felt like Hermione. Harry turned a corner and suddenly heard hushed voices.

"No, Dean. Leave me alone." Harry back up around the corner as he heard Ginny's voice and he peeked around the corner to see Dean Tomas and Ginny Weasley very close to each other.

"Ginny, come on. You know I like you." Dean said and Harry felt a bubble of anger appear inside him and he turned back.

Dean was flirting with his girlfriend! Hopefully Ginny wasn't doing it to...

"Dean, I'm with Harry now. Accept it." Ginny said in a firm voice and Dean snorted.

Harry peeked around the corner again and as Dean lean into Ginny. Rage overtook Harry and he turned on his heel, not wanting to see anymore. He stormed down the halls, feeling's of anger and sadness filling him. Ginny Weasley wasn't cheating on him, she couldn't be.