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Well, here is another chapter I do hope you all like it, and sorry for the long wait. November's NaNoWriMo was brilliant I wrote 126k in 30 days, I am sooooo happy. December has gotten off to a rotten start since me and the family came down with the Flu, I've been running around taking care of things.
Thanks to Jessica for beta'ing this for me.
Enjoy!
Aftermath
Chapter Twenty-Eight
It was New Year and Sirius and Severus were in the living room, sitting comfortably on the couch. It was almost five in the morning, but the two wizards were still up, while the rest of the household were sleeping off the effects of a very late night, and a little too much cheer, for the adults in the house. The two were still drinking; though now they were drinking Ogden's finest.
"How is Harry truly doing at Hogwarts, when I first saw him when he got here he looked so worn out, like at any moment he was going to collapse." Sirius questioned him.
Severus sighed as he took a small sip of the burning liquid, "He has been worn out, and he avoids the Great Hall most of the time, so I do not know if he is eating what he needs. I know that Draco, Miss Chang, Miss Granger and the younger Weasleys are all standing behind him and helping him as much as they can."
Sirius looked a little disheartened at the words, but had brightened a little by the fact that his Godsons friends were standing beside their friend when he needed them the most.
"Has he come to you to talk at all?" Sirius asked wondering if his godson had confided in the potions master.
"He has, he has told me about missing Cedric, and has talked about it a few times. He is having a hard time getting over his death, and being literary exiled to the Muggle world for that time, without the normal support network of close friends, has made it somewhat harder for him to confide in people." Severus explained.
"That is all?"
Severus shook his head, "No, he has worries about the babies, he is frightened about something happening to them, along with the stress that the Dark Lord heaves on him, especially since finding out about the link between them, has made things a lot worse."
"How are you?" Sirius asked concerned for his friend.
"I... I feel useless, since I have been found out to be a spy, I feel as though I have nothing left to give towards the winning of this war." Severus said as he looked down into the glass of Ogdens he held between his hands.
Sirius moved a little closer and brushed the hair that had fallen into Severus' face away so he could look his friend in the eyes. "You still have a lot to offer, you are helping to train Harry in defending himself against the mind attacks that Voldemort is doing. I know of no one else that could do so."
"And what about when that is done, and Harry is proficient in Occlumency, I am once again worthless to the Order." the potions master said as he looked away from the silvery grey eyes.
Sirius looked down for a moment, before reaching out to the prickly potions master and placed a comforting hand on Severus arm. "Your not worthless to me."
Severus smiled slightly, "Maybe, Sirius, maybe."
Well another chapter is done. Please read and review and tell me what you all think. Any mistakes remaining are my own.
