The Future

Eight months after you'd killed Voldemort, seven months and three weeks after you'd shut yourself down, you'll be released from of St. Mungo's Hospital. It'll be the beginning of spring, and although the Burrow will be beautiful with fresh green grass and blooming wild flowers, and the house will be warm with freedom and laughter, you'll choose to stay at the gloomy and lonely Number Twelve, Grimmauld Place. There will be many protests and much fussing from the Weasleys, and from Hermione, but since Lupin will be staying in Grimmauld Place, in the end, they'll let you be.

For days you'll sit on the library, sorting through the newspapers, reports from the members of Order of the Phoenix, official letters from the Ministry, and letters from people you don't know. The invitation to the Ministry party where you'll be awarded Order of Merlin, First Class, offers of apprenticeship that surely will make Hermione squealing with joy and enthusiasm, a special offer from the Auror Division to join their ranks, which you'd have accepted if it had come two years ago, stories and praises of your heroic battle with the Dark Lord and his followers, love declarations and marriage offers of all sorts, and then you'll stumble upon one report.

There, on the quite long list of most wanted Death Eaters, you'll find his name, along with a tidbit of information that no trace of him can be found, even after eight months of serious investigation. And that will be the moment when you know for sure what you shall do with your so-called life.

The same place where you'd said goodbye to your childhood, where assignments, exams, Quidditch, and silly little crushes were important things to you, and where you started your journey with your two best friends, but now you'll say goodbye to everything you've known, everything that you thought was important and precious to you and start your journey alone. If he could leave you of all people in this world, then you, too, could, and will, leave everything you have behind.

For years you'll travel the world, learn what you can learn, do what you can do, and a legend will be born. The invincible and immortal Harry Potter, more powerful than Voldemort or Dumbledore -- no dark beast cannot be slain by Harry Potter; no dark wizard cannot be defeated by Harry Potter. And no woman or man can conquer Harry Potter's heart.

Hermione and Ron will marry and have children, Ginny will be engaged, your classmates will be the new Professors of Hogwarts, Ministers of Magic will come and go, but still you'll roam the entire world, searching for him.

Then one day, you'll arrive on a tropical island, an island so beautiful that people call it the emerald of the Equator, and you'll know, although you won't know how or why, that your long journey has come to an end.

There in the depth of the lush rain forest, where giant, thousand years old trees as green as your eyes grow magnificently, you will find him. And as if he's been waiting for you all this time, he'll open the door even before you knock on it.

"My Brave Knight," he'll welcome you with an achingly familiar sneer, mockingly, voice purring like that of a majestic lion.

And you, the moss moist under your feet, the humid air caressing your skin, and all the green – the colour of your eyes, you dazedly realize - around trapping you in its endless spiral of colour, you can do nothing, will do nothing but kneel and bow before him as you should have done a lifetime ago on that last battlefield, and give him your overdue respect:

"My Prince."

Behold then: The Half-Blood Prince, Harry Potter's personal Horcrux, the missing half of your soul!

FIN

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Thousands of days I've been waiting for you
Millions of songs were created for you
Will you still be like this?
Is there any space left in your heart?
That I can still come to
Try whenever you want to
Do you know the song you love?
Do you know the star you talk to?
Do you know the home you come to?
That's me
Trust me, that's me
Try to go out in the stormy night
Sing the song you love
So you'll feel the coolness
Try to go out in the bright day
Remember the star that you talk to
So you'll feel the warmth

Sheila on 7 – That's Me

Well, I finally finished this fic that has been bugging me for quite a long time. The scene that inspired me to write this is where Harry broke up with Ginny in HBP. Harry left Ginny for a greater good, to destroy Voldemort, but I want to write where Harry left everything for Severus. Then I read Greg Herren's Bourbon Street Blues, and the scenes where the hero's pet name from his older brother is My Queen just stuck to my brain.

So I tried to corporate the idea before and this pet name into a drabble, but it refused to become a drabble only. It mutated into a three-parts drabble, since I was attacked by another idea where Harry roamed the world, undefeated, because half of his soul was in Severus, his personal Horcrux.

The place where Harry found Snape is an island in my own country. The island is called Kalimantan (Borneo) and years ago it was indeed full of lush rain forest. Why I chose this island not because it's my own country or what, but because like I'd said in the fic, another name for it is the Emerald of the Equator. I imagined that when Snape'd found the island and its name, he couldn't help but think about Harry, so he'd stayed there in the green rain forest, surrounded by the colour of Harry's eyes . So sappy, isn't it?

The song above came from a famous band in my country called Sheila on 7, when I heard it, I thought, "Why, that sounded just like Severus felt all alone in the forest." Though the million songs should be replaced by million potions .

I welcome all comment and critics :).