An entire year had past where Harry had pushed his friends away, he'd run away from the safety of Hogwarts and then returned a month later however through it all he had never forgotten the cloaked figure whom he still did not know the identity of. Although he had seen him lurking where ever he went.

Only last month had he gathered up all his Gryffindor courage and returned to his dungeon home. It hadn't been entered for so long and there was a thick layer of dust every where. Thankfully the blood had been cleaned up and the potion masters wand had been placed on the mantle piece.

With help from Ron and Hermione the place was soon once again fit to live in, not that Harry cared much any more. Nothing seemed to matter, not even the Defence against the Dark arts classes he now taught thanks to Dumbledore. He had of course been offered the job of Potions master however the teen hero couldn't bare to be in the room where he had had his first everything with the man he loved.

When Harry finally ventured out of the castle he took Snapes wand and walked up threw Hogsmead to the cemetery where Severus rested to say his final goodbyes.

He kneeled in front of his husband's gravestone, placing the wand that belonged to Severus next to it. "There will always be a place for you in my heart but I can't cling to you forever. I hope you understand."

Harry remained silent, sitting there crying for at least half an hour and the sun was setting in the distance. A husky yet adorable voice sounded behind him, it seemed faintly familiar to him.

"Harry."

"Tell me who you are or leave me alone." Harry snapped, he hoped that the stranger would tell him his identity if he seemed annoyed. However it didn't work that way.

"Then I'll go."

"No, wait don't leave me alone." Harry pleaded, standing from his lovers resting place coming level with the masked stranger who was only a few inches taller. "Why won't you tell me who you are?"

"Because you're not ready to know."

"Can you at least tell me why you seem so fascinated by me?"

The figure raised a hand and gently wiped away the tears Harry had cried. The Gryffindor was amazed at how gentle and loving the touch was to his skin. "Because you're beautiful and my entire life has always been evolved around you."

"So I do know you or used to."

"Yes."

"From school."

"Yes." The hooded figure looked up for a second and although his face and hair remained hidden in shadow Harry could make out shinning silver eyes staring into his own emerald.

At that moment as there eyes met the cloaked figure lost control of his body, leaning forward and doing something incredibly stupid: he kissed Harry softly on the lips.

It was like nothing the Gryffindor had ever experienced before; it felt loving and gentle unlike Snapes kisses that had always been rough. However it felt more than that it felt right.

"I can't do this, it's not right." Harry said backing away from the stranger, he turned and ran away as fast as he could, his robes billowing out behind him.

"Harry, wait." The figure called running after him. Harry barely made it out of the cemetery gates before his knees buckled; he knelt upon the floor tears trickling down his cheeks. The hooded figure knelt beside him and put a comforting arm around his shoulders.

"I betrayed him." Harry sobbed in little more than a whisper.

"No this is what he wanted remember, move on find love again."

"Are you trying to say that you love me?"

"In a way, yes."

"Then show me your face."

The figure looked doubtfully at the distressed man but nodded. "This may be a bit of a shock so before I reveal who I am I want you to know that in a week I'll come to you."

"How will you know where t find me?"

"I have always known where to find you my love."

Harry bit his lip nervously as the stranger raised his hands and lowered the hood so Harry could see the white-blonde hair and pale skin that was...

"Oh my god." Harry gasped in shock.