A/N:  Oh my god, it's been a while, six weeks to be exact. I have to say sorry to every one, I really Really didn't mean for it to take this long, I just got writers block, and then went back to school, and then did my Duke of Edinburgh, and it just all built up till I was dreading checking my email because of the reviews that asked me to hurry up, that would then prompt me to sit staring at my keyboard for half an hour before an over whelming guilty feeling engulfed me as I headed off to MSN or somewhere that was equally  not a Word program and promised to get on with it tomorrow.

I have like lots to say in this authors note so I'll be quick (yeah right), or this will be longer than the chappy.

People were commenting that the last chapter was not up to scratch.  I whole heartedly agree, and I was actually happy that people pointed it out, cos I know I'm crappy at writing fight seens and it's nice to know people know my work well enough to know my weak and strong points.  We my friend ODMonkey went over it, and fixed it, she is an amazing writer, so its a lot better, I have re-posted chapter 29 with all her alterations if you want to go back and read it, its not essential to the plot but the chapter is sooo much better after she went over it, so I would recommend it.

Also, I would like to thank Rowaine GJB,  Yesterday morning I went to look at my email, with a certain feeling of trepidation and there was your review, I nervously opened it and after reading it, I sat gawping for several minutes, had it really been 6 weeks?  I don't know what it was about your review that set me into a panic, thus creating this chapter, but it did, so it's dedicated to you, because it would have undoubtedly taken another six weeks if you hadn't pointed out how long it was ago that the last chappy was posted. 

That's sort of it I think, I'm not happy really with this chapter, but I rarely am, I like the Draco in it though, its also a double chapter, as a sort of thank you for all of you who have waited patently or not so patently for so long for me to get off my ass and give this an ending I love you all.     

Chapter thirty:  Harry Potter, the Gay Robin Hood

    Harry watched Severus stir, encased in white linen and as pale as always, a stark contrast to the two healing marks on his neck.  Harry had spent the last four days by Sev's bedside, even Poppy couldn't convince him to move.  He daren't leave, even sleeping seemed like a bad idea, he was frightened, worried that his lover would never wake up.

~*~flashback~*~

    "Harry, we have to get out of here!"  One of the vampire elders yelled at him as he clung to his lover. 

    "No, what if he is hurt, what if it's dangerous to move him?"  Harry had heard that in a Muggle movie once, what if it hurt Sev more to move him?

    "Harry, you have just killed their leader, every being serving under him is going mad Harry, the smart ones are retreating, but the others, now they are not under rule are just rampaging, it's safer in the castle.  It will be fine to move him."

    "How do you know?"

    "Because, I have come across that curse in my life time-"  the vampire cut off, slamming the palm of his hand into the face of a veela, who to Harry looked wild, and a little more than slightly insane, "-it's a slow acting poison, it attacks him through his blood, I can help-"  again the vampire turned away this time to behead a vampire with a smooth ark of his axe, "-but we have to get inside!"

~*~End Flashback~*~

    So that had been it, Coal, as the vampire had later introduced himself as had drained the toxins out of Sev's system, and here he was, lying paler than ever on white sheets.  The only time Harry had even said more than three words at a time was when Draco had come in to introduce Terry (his new boyfriend as promised) and even then he had hardily taken his eyes off of his lover.

    "Harry!"  Harry made a sort of grunt in response to Draco as the blond walked through the door. 

    "Harry, get your ass out of this room, take a shower, get some food for gods sake, just for an hour or so, Severus will be fine, he just needs his rest."

    "But what if he wakes up and I'm not here?"

    "Oh I don't know, he might go on living I suppose. There is always the chance he will spontaneously combust, whilst humming the theme tune to 'Doctor Who' though, which is a far more likely thing to happen if you're not here to stop it."  Harry shot Draco his most venomous look, but Draco shrugged it off, he was not about to be glared down by any one, not even his best friend. 

    "Fine, fine, I'll go shower and grab some sleep, but I will be back here in a couple of hours, call me if he wakes." Harry got up from the chair stiffly.  He looked down once again at his ashen faced lover and bent down and kissed him lightly on the forehead, brushing his hands through Sev's dark locks.

    "Oh for the love of Merlin, you are only going for a couple of hours, no need to be so melodramatic."  Draco's voice cut through the tender moment, "Go!  Get washed, you are all dirty and smelly."   Harry laughed remembering Draco fussing with his shirt the morning after he had time travelled.  That seemed like so long ago, it was reassuring to know his friend hadn't given up on his ideals.

    "I'm going already.  See, whiteness me leaving."  Harry walked out of the door, his last thoughts were how the hell Draco knew about Dr. Who.

    Harrys' spell cast alarm screeched, pulling him from the comfortable warmth of unconsciousness.  Glancing at the clock on the wall he swore.  He should only have been asleep for an hour, but for some reason he had slept all day, it was coming up for dinner time already. 

    Draco looked at him from his seat at one side of the room and put down the book he had been reading. 

    "Wakie wakie sleeping beauty, I hope you don't mind, but I adjusted your alarm a bit, you needed the sleep."  Harry scowled at the blond and scrambled out of bed and grabbed his robes that had been left abandoned on the floor, his only thought was getting back to see Severus, he hadn't meant to sleep for so long.

    "Tut tut," Draco summoned the robes just as Harry was about to put them on, "you can't go to great the world in those, come on, we'll find you something decent to where." 

    "Draco, I'm going to see Severus, give me back my clothes."  Harry was starting to feel the cold in his loose slacks.  Time to take out the big guns he decided.  Putting in his best puppy dog eyes he walked closer to Draco, "Please?"

    "No way, your not going to see him looking like you slept in your clothes."

    "Hold on, Draco," Harrys' eyes widened in amazement, his puppy dog assault forgotten, "is he awake?" 

    "Yes, and down-"

    "Why didn't you tell me?  I told you to wake me up!"  Harry was heading to the door only to find it was sealed with a locking charm or two.

    "Let me finish Harry," Draco reached out to Harry guiding him back to sit on the bed, "he is down in the Great Hall for dinner, even Pomfry couldn't keep him in the hospital wing.  He came up here, but even he could see you needed your sleep, three days of non-sleep does that to a person."  Draco frowned as Harry tried to interrupt him, quelling the random words that would have no doubt been brought into existence.  "He is ok, not 100% but he decided he had to go make an appearance for the sake of the Slytherins who are left, they will need some one right now, and Severus is their Head of House. He will be the one they look to."  Draco finished his speech, standing up and heading to Harrys Wardrobe.

    "What do you mean by not a hundred percent, and when was he up here?" 

    "He is fine really, just gona be a few days till he is skulking round the halls and devastating Gryffindors house points.  And, he was up here about," Draco checked his watch, "two hours ago, he just said not to wake you and he would talk to you later tonight."  Draco pulled out the clothes he had been looking for and delved back into mass of clothes, apparently looking for something else.

    "Ah ha!"  Draco pulled out a cloak that went on top of the outfit he had just chosen and handed them to Harry.  "Go put these on."  Harry walked through to the bathroom and came back ten minutes later looking at the Slytherin disbelievingly.

    "Draco, you can't possibly think I am wearing this, I look ridiculous, and I'm far too over dressed, for gods' sake, I look like you."

    "I'm sorry to burst your bubble, but you will never be as deliciously stunning as me."  Draco smirked teasingly, "and of course you are going in that, you saved the whole wizarding world, if you were a hero before, you are a god now - not that you'd notice being locked in that hospital wing -.  You have to dress the part."

    "But this Draco?  I look like a gay Robin Hood."  He was dressed in a white ruffled shirt that laced up at the front and showed a teasing V of toned chest with black suede trousers hugging his legs and a forest green cloak over it all.         

    "Well, who says Robin Hood wasn't gay?"

    "Walt Disney, you moron."  Harry tried not to preen in the mirror as he said this; it would not help his argument that he did in fact, like the clothes.

    "Who? Oh never mind, I'll ask Terry later, now look, stop trying to convince me you don't like the clothes, it took me forever to bye this outfit, and I know you are just gagging to show or dear Potions Master just how drop dead gorgeous you look in it." 

    "Why on earth was it in my wardrobe Draco, if you are the one who bought it?"

    "Because I bought it for you, for this very occasion, I brought it up while you were sleeping, now come on, you have a snarky bastard to dazzle."  Harry followed Draco to the great hall, Draco mostly talking whilst Harry listened, from what Harry had gathered; there were all sorts of rumours flying round about his absence.  Some thought he was dead, some thought he had been turned into a vampire, others that he was now living as a Muggle, and so on and so forth, noun had guessed that he had been sitting at his lovers side the whole time.

    "Now Harry, one last thing, I wasn't joking when I say the whole wizarding world adores you, I would use it to my advantage before they get fickle again if I were you."

    "What's that supposed to mean Dray?"  Harry could here a sombre sort of muffled talking coming from the great hall through the closed doors; there was an air of sadness that felt impenetrable from where he stood. 

    "It's supposed to mean, that it's now or never if you want the world to know about you and Severus, trust me, I'm a Malfoy, I know these things."  Before Harry could answer Draco threw open the doors to the Hall and walked through.  Harry stood for a moment before following him. 

    Sombre conversations turned to whispers as he walked in.  On his third step into the room the whole Gryffindor table stood applauding and yelling, Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw were quick to follow and then to the shock of most of the others in the room Slytherin joined in.  Draco slipped quietly to his table and left Harry standing there, shocked to the core, and looking around in amazement at the shining eyes of his peers.  Each and every one was looking at him with hope, no matter what sorrow or heart ach they had suffered through the war, he was their savoir.   

    A heated stare burned into him.  Harry turned his head to the front of the room andat the teachers tables sat a pale faced Severus, still looking deader than usual, but awake and watching him, his top lip curled, just as Harry knew it would be, into a half smile, smouldering eyes watching him with concealed lust.  Dracos' words stuck with him.  'It's now or never if you want the world to know about you and Severus'.  He set off, head held high, his eyes unwaveringly meeting his lovers as the entire population of Hogwarts cheered him, some slightly confused at his fixation with the Slytherin head of house, but to happy to see their hero alive and well to comment. 

    Harry stepped up to the teachers table, dipping his head a little and smiling at Dumbledore before walking round and standing next to Severus' chair.  The Potions Master promptly stood, raising a single eyebrow at the 'gay Robin Hood'.

    Harry just smiled, putting his arms around the familiar slim shoulders and standing on his toes to bring their faces mere inches apart.

    "Harry what do you think you are doing?"  Severus hissed, so quiet no one could here him, which was barely a whisper as the whole hall had gone silent, everyone but Dumbledore and Draco exchanging confused glances. 

    "I'm proving a point."

    "Well, this is an idiotic place to do it."  Harry just shrugged lightly, Severus wasn't being hostile, just snarky, Harry didn't care, he had missed that deep voice and those beautiful eyes, as long as Severus was talking to him, he didn't care where it was.  He could feel well defined muscles rippling against him, and hot breath on his lips.

    "Seemed as good a place as any."

    "Well, it would, you're a Gryffindor. However, as it might have escaped your notice that every one is watching us, may I point it out for you?"

    "I'm sure you will live.  I want to prove to you, that its you I want, not Draco, or any one else, I have come to discover I love you Severus Orion Snape, and I'm not letting go of you, so deal with it."  With that Harry kissed his lover.        Students gasped and fainted and generally did shocked type things but Harry didn't care, he just sunk deeper into Severus' strong arms, the kiss was hard and desperate, flooded with emotions and fears, and a promise that nether of them could live with out the other.      

    An amused cough brought them up for air and to the sparkling eyes of the current Headmaster of Hogwarts, who had politely turned away but was now currently regarding them with the sort of glee that made Harry half nervous half glad. 

    "Perhaps you gentlemen could continue this after dinner?"  Albus nodded meaningfully to the shocked student body who were currently trying to rouse a large number of people from the floor.   

    "Of course headmaster," Severus looked horrified, and was hurriedly trying to regain his composure; while Harry was on the verge of hysterics at the sight of his thoroughly snogged Professor glancing at the students with fear.  Albus wandered back to his seat, eyes still twinkling.

    "Brat," Hissed Severus.

    "You didn't seem to be complaining a couple of seconds ago."  Harry teased.

    "Do you know what this will do to my reputation?"

    "I might mean that Neville will actually be able to survive a potions class now that he knows you are just as human as the rest of us?"  That earned him a half hearted glare.

    "They will no longer fear me, or respect me." Harry let out a laugh at the genuine worry on Sev's face.

    "Oh shush, I'm sure they will."  Indeed, almost every one was awake by now, and Harry caught more than a few girls and several boys watching them with interest. 

    "You are a brat."  Severus repeated, apparently in some form of shock.  Harry pulled him down for a second kiss, willing to try anything to get rid of the terrified look on the pale mans face.  As they broke away Harry was stunned to see people cheering them on.  He blinked once again in amazement, people really were supporting them.  Then again, he was willing to bet that they would do anything to make their Potions master less of a bastard.  He silently wished them good luck with that hopeless plan.

    With another meaningful look form Albus Harry started to retreat back to the Slytherin table to sit with Draco but Severus caught his arm. 

    "I…I, I love you too."  He whispered into Harrys' ear, making the Gryffindor shiver in delight, before releasing him to go sit with Draco and Terry, grinning ear to ear.      

~*~*~Fin~*~*~

There all over, I'm not sure that as a great ending though, I was wondering what every one thinks, should I do a sequel, or an Epilogue, or just leave it at that?   I'd love to hear what you all think.