Chapter Fifty-Four

Remus looked up as the bedroom door opened and his husband walked into the dark room. The animagus looked startled when the thin strip of light from the sitting room hit Remus's eyes and made them glow.

"Sorry, didn't mean to wake you," Sirius said, and continued his way to the loo. He came out a few moments later, and was going to go back to the living room, when Remus stopped him.

"Siri..." Remus spoke quietly, making the Transfiguration professor stop. "I'm sorry, Sirius."

His blue-eyed husband walked back to their bed and sat on the edge, taking the werewolf's hand in his own.

"M'sorry too, love. We were both upset about Harry," Sirius brought the hand up to his lips.

"You didn't wake me up. I had a nightmare," Remus buried his face into the crook of Sirius's neck. "I'm so sorry, Sirius. I love you so much. It wasn't your fault. It was Rita Skeeter's. She hurt our Harry."

Sirius nodded and petted Remus's hair as tears ran down both their faces.

"What was your nightmare about?" the animagus asked after a moment.

"It...it was when they took you to Azkaban. I was mad; I thought it was you!" Remus sobbed. "And you blamed yourself. I hate seeing your eyes like that."

"I forgive you, Remus. I had already forgiven you, love. For everything." Sirius whispered into his ear.

"I love you so much, Sirius. I don't deserve you," Remus sniffled, looking at his husband.

"Yes, you do," the Transfiguration professor kissed the werewolf. They pulled away, and Remus sniffled again and lay his head back on Sirius's shoulder.

***

Percy looked up wearily from his papers when he heard his husband come up behind him form their bedroom.

"Perce...what in the name of Quidditch are you doing up so late?" the taller man leaned down and placed his chin on the red head's shoulder.

"Dad assigned me to the lawsuit against Rita Skeeter. I'm the Ministry official to oversee the trial," Percy reached beneath his glasses and rubbed the corners of his eyes.

"I don't know much about how the Ministry works...you can do that?"

"Yes, I have a certificate saying that I can oversee the proceedings," Percy took off his glasses and laid them on the papers before him.

"I didn't know that," Oliver kissed his neck. "Why did he place you  on that trial?"

"I'm guessing that he didn't want anyone else to deal with this. I think it's because he wants someone familiar on anything dealing with Harry," the former Gryffindor prefect guessed, reaching down to feel Oliver's stomach. He stroked the bulge he found there. Oliver reached down and put his own hand a 'top Percy's.

"Poor Harry. He's a great person; he doesn't deserve all this," the keeper said. "Poor Harry."

Percy nodded and stood turning to his love. He lay his forehead on Oliver's breast bone and repositioned his hands on the pregnant wizard's stomach. "He's a part of our family. Mum adopted him into the family as soon as she'd gotten through yelling at Fred, George, and Ron for taking out the Ford Anglia. And when Draco marries into the family, Harry really will be one of us."

Oliver snickered. "There are too many Weasleys."

Percy gave a soft smile. "Do you think Harry would mind if we decided to name our baby after his mother or father?"

"I think he'd love it," Oliver kissed the top of Percy's head.

***

Neville looked up as Blaise walked into his room, where the Gryffindor had been waiting. At the pensive look on the Head Boy's face, Neville spoke.

"Love?" the only slightly podgy teen asked.

"What, nothing's wrong," the Slytherin replied, sitting on the large chair beside Neville, pulling the other boy on to his lap slightly so that there was enough room for the two of them.

"I didn't ask if anything was wrong, Blai," Neville smirked slightly. "So, what's wrong?"

Blaise sighed. "I love you, Nev."

"Is that what's been bothering you?" the Gryffindor chuckle faintly.

"Well, it seems that everyone is getting engaged, but I...I love you, Nev, but I don't think that I'm ready to..."

The botanist silenced him with a kiss. "I don't care when we get married or if we do at all, Blaise. I love you too, and I just want to be with you, engaged, married, or just dating. Being with you is enough."

Blaise grinned at him and kissed Neville back.

***

Severus took his time getting to the Hospital Wing, going over his dream in his head. It was obviously just a dream; he had looked through his own eyes, but he had no control over his own actions.

~But Harry has had premonition dreams in which he had no control,~ The Voice, as Severus had dubbed it, spoke for the first time in a while.

'True. I hope only part of it is a premonition. That little girl; I hope she will exist some time in the future. But Merlin, I wish with all of my heart and soul that he does not die.  I love him too much. He has to die older than Dumbledore and as happy as he can be. Merlin, if he survives, I will work everyday of my life to have him as happy as he will ever be. I will work everyday to make him feel as loved as he possibly can. I will show him how much I truly love him.'

~Then go be with him. He loves you as much as you love him. The two of you are meant to be together; it was written in the stars, as they say. Even his fathers and friends accept that the two of you belong.~

As Severus neared the Hospital Wing, he pondered on this. He did know it was true. But something was bothering him.

'If, essentially, you are a part of me, why do you refer to us as 'me' and when you speak, "I"?'

~Because if you refer to 'us' as 'us', it's as if there is two of 'us',~ The Voice explained.

'But that makes no sense. You refer to me as if we where two different people as well,' The Potions Professor argued.

~You do it, too. It would get confusing if we both referred to ourselves as one entity. Just accept it.~

'But it makes no...' his voice cut him off.

~Accept it!~

Severus shook his head as he saw the Hospital Wing doors came into view. He heard his voice chuckle before going silent.

For some reason when he neared the doors, Severus felt a wave of apprehension wash over him. He walked through the large doors and gaped slightly when lavender light spilled from the door to Harry's room. The Slytherins couldn't make himself speed up as he walked to his lover's room, though he tried. Worry and panic filed him as he reached the door and stepped inside, gasping as the Gryffindor's body floated in the air, bathed in the glowing lavender light.

The Potions Master stood and gazed in shock. He didn't move when the light extended and wove itself around Severus. The obsidian eyed man looked away only when he felt his feet lift from the floor. Severus felt magic running throughout his body, and he saw green sparks crackle from his fingertips. The green flowed out and swirled around the lavender. It extended to Harry and wrapped around his as well.

The light enfolded the two and constricted so that it disappeared into their bodies for a moment before filling the room again. The green light removed itself from the Boy-Who-lived and disappeared into Severus's arm where the faint outline of his Mark was. The lavender light followed suit; it un-wove from Severus and flowed back into Harry. It went through his scar, and after it disappeared, it flashed once more before completely vanishing.

Severus and Harry stayed afloat for a moment before dropping out of the air. Severus lost his footing and landed on his bum and Harry groaned as he hit the bed he had been laying upon.

When he heard Harry groan, the Slytherin quickly stood and was at the green-eyed wizard's side in an instant.

"Love?" the Potions Master asked, afraid that he'd only imagined the noise from his lover.

"I feel like a bus hit me," Harry whimpered, straining as he sat up.

"Oh, Merlin, Harry. You had everyone so scared," Severus told him, not noticing the blood trickling down Harry's forehead.

"What did I do this time?" The Gryffindor murmured.

"You almost died, love," Severus muttered, burying his face in Harry's hair.

"Don't I always?" Harry tried to grin. He opened his eyes to look up at Severus, but he found that red filled his right eye. "Sev. Sev, I'm bleeding."

The black-eyed man looked down at Harry and used his sleeve to wipe the blood out of the green-eye. He went further up and wiped the blood off his forehead. He gasped.

"What?" Harry reached up to feel his head, and found out why Severus had gasped. His scar was gone.

End Chapter Fifty-Four

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