Harry walked closely behind Severus, dressed in formal robes, which Severus got for him. Now that they were together there was no way Severus was letting him strut around in second hand muggle clothes. Harry reminded the other that he didn't strut and Severus took that as his agreement to wear the robes because he simply left them with him.

As they walked past slowly there was a journalist waiting and taking pictures and asking questions about his time in captivity. Harry ignored them and Severus wrapped an arm around his shoulders when they got too close, making sure to keep them at bay.

"Vultures." Severus mumbled once they were free of them, inside the court room and sat Harry down beside him in the spectator's side. Almost all the seats were full, below Harry could see a stone bed of sorts, with chains to keep the captives in place. He faintly wondered if that would be able to keep Greyback down.

Looking up he saw people whispering, glancing at him. It seemed that Harry being here was causing quite the stir. He wondered what the aurors had made of finding two of the deatheaters dead. Had that been mentioned? His left leg bounced in nervousness, though his face remained stoic. Severus who sat to his left placed his right hand on his left knee, stopping Harry's movements. Harry reached forward, without looking at Severus, holding his hand with his own.

Lestrange was the first through the doors. Shouting profanities at those around him. His eyes went up to Harry and he had the nerve to smirk. Harry clenched his jaw glaring hatefully down at him.

"All hail the dark lord!" He shouted laughing as he looked at Harry. "Hail!" There was an opening of the ground around the altar and the dementors flooded upward drawing screams from Lestrange each time they ripped his memories from him. Harry kept his eyes focused on him.

Severus glanced worriedly at Harry from time to time. Harry's chest clenched painfully as he looked at the dementors ripping the other's soul from him. Shaking and with tears in his eyes Harry covered his eyes, unable to look anymore. Severus didn't hesitate and pulled Harry up and out of that room.

Harry held onto him tightly once outside, crying his heart out against the other's chest.

"Shh…" Severus said holding him close.

"I'm not evil…" Harry cried.

"Of course you're not." Severus chuckled.

"I couldn't bear to watch." He cried.

"You're the purest person I know Harry. You got that from your mother." He whispered. Harry sobbed trying to control his tears until finally he stopped,

"Thankyou…" He whispered. Severus chuckled and kissed him. Pulling the other away slightly he dried the other's tears and Harry looked away blushing.

"Let's get out of here." Severus said. Harry nodded, going with him.

"I can smell you puppy." Came a sing song voice that sent a chill down Harry's spine. On their way out they crossed Fenrir as he was being taken to the dementors. A deep growl erupted from Harry's throat and Severus turned to look at him shocked. The other smirked at him and then looked at Severus. "You'll enjoy him." He laughed. "Except I got first bite."

It was Severus' turn to fill with rage and try to throw himself on the other but Harry stopped him. "Let's just… go." Harry whispered gently. As they were turning to leave the other kept shouting lewd things their way until Harry had enough. He turned back. The aurors didn't even see Harry as his eyes glowed a brighter green for a split second and Fenrir bit his own tongue, chocking on his words.

Harry scoffed and turned back to Severus who kissed him deeply. "I will never hurt you like that Harry." He said softly. The anger melted into shame and then finally relief. Harry smiled faintly.

"I know… Let's go." He said simply.

-o-O-o-

"You want me to be your maid of honour?" Harry asked looking at Luna with discrete confusion so he wouldn't offend her.

"Oh yes, I think it would be lovely if you could be my maid of honour." She said sweetly. Harry wasn't sure if to be touched or horrified. Weren't girls usually maid of honour? He didn't say anything however besides nod.

"I would be honoured Luna." He said to his bizarre friend with a smile.

"Did you confirm the thestrals for the carriage Draco?" Luna said sweetly to Draco who looked pretty perturbed with the idea but nodded. It was unlikely that any of the guests would not have seen death after the war so the thestrals was going to be a sight to behold.

"Yes, Hagrid agreed." He said. Anything for his Luna, even if it unsettled him to no end. Harry chuckled shaking his head at Draco Malfoy.

"So when are you and my godfather getting married then?" Draco asked knowing it was a topic that made Harry uncomfortable. Harry narrowed his eyes at him.

"I think it's a bit too soon to be talking about that." Harry said turning to his potion's essay.

"For you maybe, Severus isn't getting any younger." Draco said. Harry looked up then. Draco was right. Severus was twenty years his senior. He should be 38. Wait a minute, that wasn't old!

"He can wait a couple of years." Harry said slamming the book shut and leaving. Luna looked at Draco disapprovingly who apologised to her.

Harry did the math. He wanted a large family, kids to dote on. That was for sure. Maybe not so many like the Weaseleys… he'd settle with five. First he wanted to travel though. At least a year. Go around the world and all that. Two years between each child, minimum, that would mean that by the time the last one went to Hogwarts Severus would be… 59 years old, give or take a year or two. Oh god, that was old.

WHACK!

"Ow!" Harry cried out rubbing the back of his head turning to see a very annoyed potion's master. He'd heard him? "Y-you promised not to read my mind again!" he exclaimed outraged.

"Honestly Potter, if you weren't always with your head in the clouds you would have realised you were speaking out loud." He said, his glare intensifying.

"Oh…" Harry mumbled. Looking around he caught a couple of students giggling as they went their way. And what were the odds the headmaster would walk by just as he was thinking out loud.

"Anyone would seem old when you dream of five brats running around causing trouble." Harry still rubbed the back of his head.

"Well I want a large family."

"Two maximum." Severus declared.

"What? Four!"

"Three."

"Done!" Harry said finally and smiled up at the other chuckling gently. Even though the other was still glaring at him he knew the other wouldn't reject him as he leaned in for a kiss. Severus obliged. "I don't think you're too old." Harry said.

"You better, because I'm not." Severus said walking off to his office. Harry smiled walking after him. He'd rather be close to him anyway. Whether that was the soulmate bond or his new 'puppy' instincts telling him to stay close to him, he didn't know, but either way he didn't mind.