Disclaimer: The characters and places and stuff belong to JKR. But for now, they are at my mercy. *evil grin* I'll return them as soon as I'm finished…maybe.

This is the sequel to "What Is Happiness?" To understand this story, you must first read that one. It is located at http://www.fanfiction.net/read.php?storyid=946096

Nicky and dracolover: You caught me. Normal? Doubtful. Happy? Yes. *grin* I promise, nothing bad will happen for the rest of this story.

In this chapter: Yay!

~~~

One afternoon in mid-November, George went into the Snape chambers and found Draco sitting on a couch, reading a book.

"The Differences Between Muggle and Magic Marriages?" George read the title from the book.

At the sound of his voice, Draco quickly closed the book and looked up, cheeks slightly pink.

"Project for Muggle Studies," he explained, though he spoke it as more of a question than a statement. "What's up? What are you down here for?"

"Severus figured out the cure," George said, his eyes sparkling. "Everyone's in the hospital wing. Harry wants us up there when it happens."

Draco jumped off of the couch, and the two ran up to the infirmary. Harry was in there, as were the rest of the Lupin-Black family, Albus, Severus, and Poppy. Harry lay on his bed, and Remus and Severus sat on either side of him. In Severus's hand was a large phial of a green potion.

"Good, we're all here," Severus stated. "Before I give Harry the potion, I want to explain what will happen.

"Within five minutes of taking the potion, Harry will fall into a deep sleep. While unconscious, he will relive all of his memories from the day he was given the Mentalius Potion until now. In an unconscious state, time will be different for him. It will seem to him like he is going through those memories at a normal rate of time, but in reality, it will only be a day, or two at most.

"The pain he felt in a lot of those memories, he will feel it again, but it won't be nearly as bad. We can give him small amounts of Pain Potions, but not too much because it will react to the cure potion. Also, someone will have to stay with him at all times, in case something should go wrong. We will keep his breathing and heart rate monitored constantly. I was thinking that we could have two hour shifts, where one of us would stay with him."

"I'll be first," Sirius volunteered.

"Are you ready, Harry?" Severus asked. Harry nodded. "All right. I'm not sure how bad this will taste. If it's terrible, I'm sorry, but you must drink all of it."

With Severus's help, Harry downed the whole bottle of potion. When he finished, he grimaced slightly.

"Not too bad," he choked out.

When Harry fell asleep, Sirius transformed into 'Padfoot' and curled up next to him on the bed. The others in the room worked out a shift schedule, and then they left Harry and Sirius.

Within minutes, Harry started to whimper, shifting slightly in his sleep. Sirius snuggled closer to Harry and nuzzled his neck, licking him affectionately. Harry calmed down a little, but not much.

~~~

This went on for the next thirty-four hours. Sirius, Remus, Draco, George, and Severus each took turns staying with Harry until he woke up. It turned out that the effects of Harry's memories were more mild when someone was lying down with him, so that's what they did most of the time.

After the thirty-fourth hour, Draco came into the infirmary to sit with Harry. He lay down on the bed, wrapping his arms around his boyfriend. Draco liked to take this time to just cuddle with Harry and rest, but he wouldn't be able to do that today. Soon after Draco lay down, Harry moaned quietly and opened his eyes. He looked at Draco and smiled slightly.

"How are you feeling, love?" Draco murmured before placing a kiss on Harry's forehead.

"Good..." Harry yawned. "Better..."

Draco picked up his wand and tapped it to his necklace. Within minutes, Severus came into the infirmary, along with Sirius and Madam Pomfrey.

"Good, you're awake," Severus greeted Harry. "Are you feeling all right?" Harry nodded. "All right, I'm going to perform a spell that will tell us if the potion worked and if there is any of the Mentalius leftover in your body."

Severus pointed his wand at Harry and spoke an incantation. He sighed with relief when a green light appeared around Harry for a moment.

"It worked," Severus stated.

Nobody spoke or moved for a moment. Then Harry suddenly threw his arms around Severus in a hug.

"Thank you," Harry whispered, tears streaming from his eyes.

"You're welcome, Harry, but it's not over yet," Severus admitted, and Harry backed away to look at him. "It may take several days for the depression to completely disappear. And now you know everything you've done over the past few months, even if you didn't know before that you did it. You'll have to deal with all of that in your mind, but I don't think it should be too bad. You'll be fine within a week."

"We owe you, Severus," Sirius said, softly, as the other man got up to leave. Severus looked back at him and shook his head.

"You owe me nothing. It was partially my fault that he was given the potion in the first place. If hadn't helped develop it, then I can almost guarantee it wouldn't exist today. Besides, I couldn't just let Harry suffer like that."

With that, Severus left the room. Sirius sat next to Harry and wrapped the boy in his arms, and Draco did the same.

"Harry, do you want to go back to our rooms, or do you want to stay up here?" Sirius wondered, already knowing the answer. He knew Harry was sick of the hospital wing.

"Our rooms," Harry replied. "Draco, you want to come?"

"Sure, honey," Draco agreed.

The three went to the Lupin-Black suite, where Remus was playing Exploding Snap with Sean and Kayla. Harry went to sit next to Remus on the couch and laid his head on Remus's shoulder, wrapping his arms around him. Remus smiled slightly and kissed the top of Harry's head.

"Do you want something?"

Harry shook his head and nestled himself closer to his father.

"I'm just in a particularly cuddly mood," he murmured. "And I'm cold."

At that, Remus Summoned a blanket and wrapped it tightly around Harry, then hugged him gently.

"How'd it go?" he asked, softly.

"Severus said it worked," Sirius replied. "But he also said the depression won't completely disappear for a few days yet."

"Perhaps somebody should put Harry to bed," Remus commented, nodding towards the boy who was now asleep on his shoulder.

"I'll take him," Draco offered.

He carefully lifted Harry into his arms, blanket and all, and took him into his bedroom. He lowered Harry to the bed and tucked him in under the covers. Harry shifted slightly, but didn't wake. Draco leaned over to place a kiss on his boyfriend's forehead.

"I love you, my darling," he whispered.

He turned to leave, but a quiet voice stopped him.

"I love you, too, my Dragon..." Harry murmured, a soft smile gracing his lips as he slept.