A.N: Okay, as promised, I will answer some more questions. Well, sort of.

**Many people asked about Harry's new Snake Mark. I'm afraid that I'm not going to answer that question,
you will have to wait and see. Many of you guessed almost correctly, though.

**(Candy) Wow, do you think things through! You gave me a LOT to think about after your review! Luckily,
I have come up with a good explanation to most of your questions. The bad news is, I'm not going to
answer them here, I want it to be a bit of a surprise. Sorry about that. But I will say that Voldemort IS
dead. It was so easy because Voldemort was really nothing special. He was just a fiend-like wizard
that could do the Unforgivable Curses extremely well. Add a bit of brians, stratagy, evil, and a wand
and you get Voldemort. He had no true power. Oh, and I will also say that , no, Severus's last name not
Potter, it is Snape. Thanks for your review, and I hope this helped!

Okay! Onto chapter 31!!!!

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Harry and Snape walked down the Main Hall three days later, heading to Albus Dumbledore's
office. Harry had recovered greatly, thanks to his recovered magical energy. It was still no where near
to the amount he had before he had killed Voldemort, because of his rush to heal himself. Harry
steadily used his magical energy to heal his wounds. He had, however, been unable to get rid of his new
scars; a particually long one on his right cheek that ran from his temple almost to his lips(he remembered
when Lucius Malfoy did that at Voldemort's hideout), and five tiny lines on his neck(from when Volde-
mort peirced his neck with his nails).

Other than that, Harry was nearly fine. He had learned when he had gotten the Pheonix Mark
from Snape, and what had happened after he had passed out after killing Voldemort.

Snape had told Harry how that no one knew that he was awake except for Dumbledore, himself,
and Pomfrey.

"When are the others going to find out that I am awake?" Harry asked Snape as the walked down
the hall. snape shrugged his shoulders.

"I have no idea. You'll have to ask the Headmaster." He said, and they reached Dumbledore's
gaurding gargoyles.

"Gummi worms," Snape said to the gargoyles. Harry laughed as the gargoyles sprang aside and
admitted them to enter.

"Gummi worms?" Harry laughed, "He has eaten them before?" As soon as they reached the door
leading into Dumbledore's office it opened. Dumbledore himself stood in the door way, smiling broadly.

"Yes, I have eaten Gummi worms, and I find that they are extremely delicious." he said. Harry
just laughed again. Dumbledore hugged Harry unexpectedly, and Harry hugged him back. They broke
and and Dumbledore smiled again.

"It is wonderful to see you Harry."

"It's great to see you too, Headmaster." Harry said, and he could fell himself blush with embarass-
ment. Dumbledore stepped aside.

"Come on in Severus, Harry." They both walked in behind Dumbledore and sat in big, comftorable
armchairs in front of his desk. Dumbledore sat in his own chair behind his desk, folding his hands.

"Well, Harry, it is safe to say that you are begining to look like Severus!" Dumbledore said, and
both Harry and Snape nodded their heads.

This was true, Harry had noticed his change the day he awoke. His untidy, black hair was lenght-
ening - it was now past his ears and a bit neater. It no longer stood up on top of his head, but still had a
few locks that didn't lay perfectly flat. His cheek bones had seemed to rise in his sleep, and his eyes
seemed to sharpen, creating his brilliant green eyes to look like they were glowing. He also was no longer
just above five feet tall and scrawny. On the contrary, he was now five foot six inches, and was still growing.
His shoulders seemed to have squared off, and his body was more stocky and his new found muscles
made him all the more attractive. Thankfully, his nose was not like his father's, but it was no longer the one
he had before. Snape had said that it looked just liked his mother's.

To be perfectly honest, he loved the way he looked. No one would be able to reconize him in
a week. He was looking forword to showing Draco, Hermione, and Ron.

"Harry, do you remembered what happened that day?" Dumbledore asked, and Harry frowned.

"Well, I remember a little. Severus told me everything up to when he got to the Hogwart's
boundary line, but nothing after that. What did happen after that?" Harry said, and felt extremely
uneasy about calling his father by his first name. He had asked Snape what he should call him
earlier that day, and Snape said to call him Severus if he wanted.

Dumbledore looked over to Snape. "I think you should explain it to him, Severus. You were there."
he said, and Snape nodded.

"Well," Snape said, "I'm not going to explain everything. But I will say that after Sirius - "

"Sirius took me to the Hospital Wng? But I thought you said that you carried me here!" Harry
interuppted, looking at Snape. He dissmissed the fact that his father called his godfather by his first
name. Severus nodded again.

"Yes, I carried you to Hogwarts, but Sirius took you to the Hospital Wing. Sirius met us on the
grounds when we got here, and he took you. Now, getting back to the story," he said, "I arrived at the
wing about an hour later. I wasn't going to come in until I heard you screaming from inside. You where
screaming so loud it sounded as though you were being murdered. So I ran in and you were thrashing
around on the bed so bad Miss Granger, Misters Malfoy and Weasley, Madame Pomfrey, Lupin, and
your godfather, as a dog, all had to hold you down. As soon as I came to help your heart stopped beat-
ing. Before any of us could help you the Minister of Magic came in and started yelling about things...I
don't remember his exact words. But then I got angry and pinned him against the wall...and then - "
once again Snape was interrupted by Harry.

"And then you glowed green and was flung across the room...." Harry whispered, staing at
nothing in perticular with wide eyes. Snape and Dumbledore looked at him, shocked.

"How did you know?!" Snape gasped. "You where dead!" Snape said, and frowned. 'You
were dead?' Snape thought. 'of all the stupid hings to say, why did I say that?'

"I know I was dead!" Harry said. "But I remember doing it. I remember Fudge's voice, your voice.
And then I knew you were going to hurt him, so I threw you off of him. I thought that was all a dream!"
Harry shook his head is amazement. "That means that everything else I remember is true, doesn't it?"

Snape gaped at him. Dumbledore grinned. "Well, Harry, you are truely amazing. What else do
you remember?" Dumbledore asked. Harry frowned in concentration.

"Well, I remember someone talking to me." he said after a minute. "I thought it was you, Severus.
You kept saying the same thing over and over every time I knew you where there. You were holding my
hand. Was that really you?!" Harry asked, and looked up at Snape. His black eyes were bright and
looking at him unblinkingly.

"Yes, yes, that was me. I visited you every night, and I always held your hand." Snape said, and
smiled. "I never thought you could hear me!" Harry laughed, and then frowned.

"I remember something else," Harry said, and looked over to Dumbledore. "I remember when I
was holding his hand, I remember a tingling feeling in my hand, and it went up my arm and into my chest.
After I let go of his hand, I always felt a little clearer, a bit more awake. Why?"

Dumbledore thought about it for a while. "Severus, you always felt tired after you left Harry, right?"

Snape nodded. "Yes, but I was only getting about five hours of sleeep a day."

Dumbledore nodded. "Yes, but you have slept that much before and you never seemed to be that
exhausted. I think that Harry was taking your magical energy, Severus. It is the only explanation. When
you touched him he absobed your energy, that is why you were always so tired, and why you nearly
collapsed when you came to me after you spent the night with Harry. You had held Harry's hand for so long
he was able to drain a lot of your energy. And that is why Harry woke up that morning. He had aquired
enough energy to do so." He said, smiling the more he talked. Harry stood, looking very shaken.

"But - but I didn't mean to take his energy! I could have hurt him, couldn't I?" Harry asked. He
seemed to be very upset. Snape put a hand on Harry's shoulder and forced him back into his chair.

"Harry! Of course you didn't mean to! No one is blaming you Harry. And I was fine, you didn't
hurt me at all!" Snape looked worriedly at Harry. Harry looked to the ground.

"But I *could* have hurt you!"

"Harry, it's doesn't matter. You didn't, and even if you had, it wouldn't have been your fault. Now
stop worrying about it!" Snape shook Harry's shoulder gently, and Harry leaned back into his chair.
Dumbledore just sat smiling at the both of them. Snape sensed his silent behavior and looked at him.

"What are you smiling about, Albus?" Snape said, scowling at him. Dumbledore chuckled and
shook his head.

"Now, Harry, I have to tell you something that you might not like." Dumbledore said, and Harry
looked up from his chair. "Well, I grudginly had to tell the Minister that you had awaken, and he demanded
that there was to a be a celebration. A party, if you prefer. But the thing is, he requested that you make
a speech. About you defeating Voldemort." Dumbledore frowned. "I thought it was to soon for you to
face the public, but he has allready scheduled it. It is to take place here, on December 21st."

Harry had his eyes narrowed, and there seemed to be a feeling of pure anger around him. Snape
looked frantically between Harry and Dumbledore, hoping that Harry wouldn't become to angry.

Suddenly the sound of wings was heard, and the next second Fawkes the Pheonix was sitting
on Harry's lap. Harry's anger seemed to subside as he pet Fawkes. He closed his eyes, continuing
to pet the bird. "I will prepare a speech." Harry said quietly, and he stopped petting Fawkes, putting
his arm to his side. He was asleep.

Snape shook his head and looked back to Dumbledore. "There was no possible way to say no
to this celebration?" he asked. Dumbledore shook his head.

"I wish there was, but he said this morning that he has already sent out invatations." He frowned.
"I told Cornelius that Harry would not be up to it, but you know how he is. And I figure he might as well
have one more of his silly parties before he's fired." Snape raised an eyebrow.

"What do you mean, before he's fired?"

"Well, after he told the magical community that Voldemort had not returned, and then everyone
is going to find out that Harry, of all people, defeated Voldemort, there is no doubt in my mind that he
will no longer be the Minister of Magic by February." Dumbledore grinned. "Maybe we can get Aurthur
Weasley to be Minister." He laughed.

Snape shook his head. "Well, I won't say he doesn't deserve to be fired, the pompous bastard
that he is." Snape sneered a little. "I have to say, I can't wait for Harry to show everyone what he's done."
Dumbledore nodded and jerked his head over Harry's way.

"Severus, you might want to take Harry to your quarters. He seems to be worn out. I'll tell Poppy
that I told you to take him back to your rooms." Severus nodded and stood. He picked Harry up with
ease, and Dumbledore held the door open for him.

"Thank you Albus. We'll talk later." Severus walked out with Harry sleeping soundly in his arms.


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A.N: Okay, what did you think? And do you think you can do me a favor? I was wondering what
everyone thought would be better, a Harry/Hermione reationship or a Harry/Ginny relationship in this
story. Please say so in your review. You ARE going to review, aren't you?