A/N: Here it is, the final installation. I was hoping for two more chapters, voters didn't think so, sorry. Thank you so much for reading, please review!

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As Harry stared into the mirror before him the reality started to sink in. His father died five years ago today and he was going to be married in less than fifteen minutes.

He thought momentarily of running and doing the same thing he'd done everyday on this day for the last five year; it was the same thing he'd done the day he'd almost lost everything.

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Harry landed on the floor of Grimauld Place with a thud. He could feel the wards bend to keep everyone else out, his pride, his father's friends, his Godfather, even Pansy. He'd gone up to his father's room and looked around, all the pictures now showed the truth. There were some of his mother, some of him, and even some of their friends.

His mother seemed to be joined to both Bellatrix and Narcissa's hips in most of them. His father was never without either Fenrir or Severus, usually they appeared to be working, probably on something illegal.

After holding up there for two weeks he felt someone enter the house. When they reached the bedroom door he looked over and recognized the man from earlier… William was his name and from what he remembered this man had to be the twin's father. He looked back to the wall as if the red head wasn't even there.

"You don't know me very well, obviously that's a good thing since no one who did know you could get in," he chuckled before sighing.

"Look, I lost my mate to that day and I never really got to have her back to begin with. Maybe its better that I never got her back, maybe it's better that you got to have some time with your father. I'm not going to tell you that you need to come for the boys or your mate or anyone else. You need to come when you've gotten yourself gathered as much as you can," William said standing, "I'll take my leave now."

'Gathered yourself as much as you can… well we're there!' Harry thought bitterly.

Harry stood slowly and let the last few tears trickle down his face and onto the floor. As the last one fell from his face he walked out the door and followed William back to Slytherin Palace.

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Every year he'd gone back to Grimauld Place on the day of his father's death and sat there, closed off from everyone. William would eventually come to get him; they'd both get a drink. The older man would talk about 'the inner circle' before everything started falling apart and Harry would talk about his adventures with the pack before they became 'the pack'.

When he'd come back five years ago everyone was still a mess. Bellatrix hadn't let him out of her sight for weeks and the pride had stuck to him like glue. He'd helped Tom with the take-over as much as the man would allow and he'd helped Fenrir take-over the werewolf community as much as one can seeing as Alphas only bend over far with other's being in control.

He'd been working constantly, keeping himself busy, and when he had no work to do he'd spend time with Pansy. His soon to be wife had been amazingly forgiving about the Hogwarts incident. She wasn't angry at him for running, or falling off everyone's map for two weeks. She'd only been concerned for his safety.

"Are you ready?" Severus asked as he walked up behind his godson, meeting his eyes in the mirror.

That man had been an angel the first week Harry came back. Everyone was trying to comfort him and baby him and all he'd wanted was to be put to work.

One day he'd been wandering around the walls of Hogwarts and found his godfather working on potions for the infirmary. Without a word they'd begun working together and had repeated the schedule everyday for the rest of the week, then after things cooled off for the younger man, they'd kept it going when Harry wasn't working with Tom or Fenrir.

"As I'll ever be," Harry said as Severus adjusted him and they walked out.

About two years ago Hedwig had passed away and when Severus finally convinced the alpha to get another familiar he'd wanted a snake so they'd gone to Knockturn Alley. It was then that he'd met Alicia Marioneti and they've been married for about six months.

Harry looked at his groomsmen.

Draco was his best man, he'd fallen in love with Luna Lovegood after the 'dark side' gained Hogwarts and they were getting married this coming January. Neville was head over heels for Ginny Weasley, luckily she'd disowned her family and given her loyalty to Tom; the twins had been quick to reclaim her as a sister and William gladly adopted her.

The twins now had a chain of joke shops in Diagon Alley, Knockturn Alley, and Hogsmeade. The cubs had taken a soft spot for animals and began opening pet stores right next to the twins joke shop, although a year after the opening the cubs demanded a contract stating that the twins would keep their pranks away from aforementioned animals.

The wedding was beautiful, Pansy's family had a house in Greece and when they'd visited two years ago, Harry had noticed one spot over looking the beach that she loved. He'd gotten the space for their wedding. The place was done up in periwinkle, surprisingly the bride's favorite color.

As the music started Pansy came into view. Her dress was beautiful like a fairytale, strapless and it flowed around her like a river, it trailed fifteen feet behind her and it was her little brothers that helped to carry it. Her little sister went in front of her as their flower girl. Harry had given her, her dream wedding, in her dream place; when she asked him what he wanted in the wedding, he'd only said, "You walking toward me down the isle."

As Harry stood there stunned at the sight of his mate he heard his father's voice in his ear.

"Don't forget to breathe."

He froze and felt a kiss on his cheek; he knew it was from his mother.

They were both here and always had been. Maybe he'd been wrong; maybe he would be able to get himself completely back together after all.

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At the reception everyone danced and laughed and had a great time. Neville came over the newly weds and asked for a favor, only to have them hastily agree.

When it came time to toss the bouquet Harry quickly charmed the lilies and roses before handing them to his wife. Pansy threw the flowers and luckily it was Ginny who caught them. Neville proposed and everyone cheered as she said yes.

Harry and Pansy then flew off to enjoy their honeymoon in Australia.

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