wow! I hope you were kept in suspense! its been more then six weeks since i last uploaded a chapter! Needless to say my readers, life had gotten in the way. I cant promise that the next chapters will be uploaded in a timely manner, but i can promise that they will be uploaded eventually. I have actually planned how this story will progress and end since about chapter 20, so; i need to finish writing it before i forget it. haha.

Bond length

Month: 6

Week: 2

Day: 1

Stage: physical turbulence

To say that Harry was bored was an understatement. After spending the remaining of the weekend with Draco; engaging in an abundant amount of kisses and affection. With the days often ending in meaningless arguments that caused the couples pet names to go from "my love" to "dick head" to "sweetheart" in a matter of hours. Draco's volatile personality always challenged Harry, and at this stage in there relationship Harry welcomed the challenge. However, by Monday morning Harry was both happy and disappointed to see his mate leave.

So, here Harry was 8:00am Monday morning, with no one to banter with and no one to cause his oxtocyine to amplify. He, never realized just how much he lives off adrenaline until he and Draco hit that six month mark. Harry mentioned this to Draco late Saturday night after augmentative session about Gryffindore temperament that finished with Draco straddling Harry with his fingers tickling every crevasses he could find. Draco's reply was a simple ''well of course you do! You don't know anything else" was not what Harry expected. It seems between the abuse from the uncle, the challenges and manipulation from Dumbledore and the attacks from Voldemort ... it become clear the harry really didn't know anything less.

"Expellamus!"

Harry's wand flew out of his hand.

"Wha?" He asked, turning to face Moody. his attention back to reality.

"Constant vigilance, my boy!"

"Maybe, if you were more vigilant you would've not died last Friday night" Tonks said sleepy from the kitchen door. Clear bags were under her eyes, instead of her usual bright purple up style, her hair now embraced a honey brown. A baby bottle was in one hand, while the daily profit was in the other.

Tonks flung the newspaper towards Harry and handed the warm milk to Lily, who was cooing with a new born Teddy. Harry couldn't help but feel a small essence of sadness whenever he gazed into the young infants big grey eyes. They were the same stormy eyes that Sirius wore, it was the honey hair that was Lupin... Harry couldn't help but wonder if Tonks's new hair color was her way of paying respect to her late husband.

"After you finish your breakfast Harry, I'll work with you on your charms and potions" his mother mentioned, as she fed the infant. Teddy gulping the milk with hunger.

with a nod, Harry helped himself to a bowl of cereal. As he begun to Open to the daily profit...

It was the front page that made Harry freeze in motion - the spoonful of chocolate cereal to his lips.

Harry Potter and Gillard Grindelwald duel to the grave

"You have to often wonder were they get there information sometimes" harry moaned. "Draco killed Grindelwald. Not me"

"Drama sells Harry" Lily said. "It was more dramatic to report that both you and Gillard died dueling each other."

"Draco should still get credit." Harry replied, pouring more milk into his cereal bowl.

"Think my boy!" Mood exclaimed rolling up the paper, knocking harry over the head with it. "They did us a favor by reporting it that way"

"How?"

"How? How! The entire wizarding population still thinks that the Malfoy family fights for the dark. How do you think it will look if they found out that Draco killed one of his leaders in a blood rage?"

It a moment of silence before Harry nodded in realisation.

"I want to go to my funeral though..."

"No" moody replied

"Alastor..." Lily soothed "I don't see what harm it will do"

"In case you forgot Lily! He is suppose to be dead!" Moody said, waving the rolled up newspaper in the air

"That's why he will take his fathers cloak"

"A cloak that Dumbledore can see through"

"A glimmer would work" Tonks replied from the lounge room. Downing her second cup of coffee.

"You don't think dumbledore can recognise a glimmer?"

"I think that most of the British wizarding world would be at the funeral. Dumbledore will be too distracted to notice a possible glimmer" Tonks replied

"Besides... I doubt that Harry would be the only one wearing a glimmer" Lily added, moving teddy from her right arm to her left.

"What do you mean?" Harry asked

"Well... think about it... how many death eaters do you think will attend? Ministry workers? Overseas companions?"

The grunt that left Moody's lips wasn't a yes, but in Harry's opinion it was as good as it was going to get.

"You preform the charm Lily" Moody mentioned as he left the kitchen.

Between Harry's charms & potions classes with his mother, defence classes with Mad-eye, Runes & Alchemy with Narcissia and potions & Transfiguration with Tonks Harry was, needless to say; looking forward to his funeral Friday morning... however the fourth cousin, six times removed Evans ancestor was not what Harry expected. Never once in his life did Harry expect to see himself with ruby hair and pale skin. His height had shot several inches and his face babied- his jaw line was now round and soft. Freckles aligned his nose and cheeks.

"Perfect" his mum exclaimed, as he adjusted her sons nose into a button shape.

"Did you inform Draco of my glimmer?" Harry asked no one in particular casually, buttoning up a red cotton shirt.

"Nope" mad eye replied "Dumbleodore will sense his excitement too much! It is already too risky that he attending at all... knowing that you're alive"

"But... we all agree that it would be more suspicious if he didn't attend" Tonks replied, nursing a sleeping teddy in her arms

"No one knows of your glimmer expect us four" moody replied.

Much as His mother had predicted almost all of th British wizarding world had gathered at Hogwarts to morn there chosen one. Harry's heart broke, the minute he saw Hermione dressed in a frilly black knee high dress, her mascara running. She was trying so hard to be strong, but Harry knew every breath she took hurt. However, the warmth spread across his chest when Harry saw Draco for a brief second standing next to her, an arm around her shoulders. It was only a for a second, but it was obvious that Draco was trying to comfort his friend, while still trying to maintain a low profile. A juggle that Draco seem to be handling quite well.

"Ms Granger, I presume..." Harry heard himself say without thought of hesitation

"Hello..." her voice cracked.

"James Devon... Harry and I are distantly related"

"Oh? He never spoke about you"

"No, I don't imagine he would of... but he spoke about you. He really treasured your friendship... I think he called you his little sister a couple of times"

This statement made hermione smile "that's funny, since I'm older then him"

"Oh? I think he meant it in a protective aspect, like ... he is wanting to protect you... however... he also said that you didn't need protecting. That you were talented, kind and remarkable"

"Harry wanted to protect everyone." Draco said, from behind Hermione. Forcing himself into the convocation

"I think he felt guilty. He knew what the world expected from him and I don't think he liked putting people in harms way"

"Hmm... Yes, that certainly sounds like our harry" Herminoe replied, blowing her nose in order to mask a whimper.

"He was chivalrous. He always had to play the hero ... even when it wasn't expected of him" Draco replied

"But... it was expected. He was expected to defeat Voldemort and end the war"

Both Herminoe and Draco stared blankly at Harry.

"Not to us it wasn't!" Herminoe Snapped "we didn't care about his status! we didn't care about expectations! We didn't care about some silly prophecy! We cared about Harry! We cared about how happy his was, about how much he treasured others, about how much time he spent making others happy or by teaching others. We cared about how much he ate... how stressed he was. We worried when he went home for the summer, we worried when his grades dropped... I worried when I heard about his forced engagement to Draco... he was our friend! and He was never our hero!"

That shook Harry. Very deeply.

"I don't want any fan or worshipers at MY mates funeral!... so... you have 2 seconds to leave before I started busting out the unforgivables" Draco replied, his voice dark.

"Draco..." Herminoe soothed

"I've already lost Harry Granger! What more do I have to loose?"

"It's not what he would've wanted..."

Needless to say Harry still left Draco and Herminoe, but as glimmer Harry left another mourner greeted the pair.

It was as Harry spotted the Weasleys huddled together, each one baring tears and sorrow that he heard a giggle from behind him.

"I knew you weren't dead"

"Luna?"

"Hello, Harry Potter"