AN: This is the ending! Well, next chap is actually. It might not seem like it, but I will be able to piece everything together into a semblance of happiness. Hehe, hopefully. Oh, and I put this up without giving it to Zoomi first, so mistakes r mine, sorry!

Harry stared across the student body through dull eyes. What was the point of even showing up for meals? It wasn't as though he ate anything, nor did he speak to anyone, he was too depressed. He sighed as he shifted his food around dully in his boredom. He wanted to stay in his bed and ignore the world.

His eyes unwillingly searched for Severus and locked onto the wizard, without Malfoy by his side he was pretty much a loner as Harry was now.

Two days had passed since the Shrieking Shack incident and the killing of the Runespoor.

Two very testing days.

Sirius had been "suspended" because of his stupidity; he was at the moment on lockdown and stuck inside his dorm for the rest of the year. No Hogsmeade visits, no Quidditch games, all his meals were to be taken in his room. The only time he was able to leave was during class, and even then there was usually a Gryffindor Prefect following him under McGonagall's orders.

The only good part about his punishment was that it was so late in the year, so he really only had to suffer for two months tops. His real punishment was the cold shoulder Remus had been giving him since the incident.

Luckily the young werewolf hadn't been put to blame or punished, since he had no memory of the incident except what James had relied to him. He was going to be put on a closer watch though, so nothing similar could take place.

The Marauders were suffering a low blow with their members being so on edge around each other. Sirius and Remus were still fighting over the Shrieking Shack "thing", as Sirius called it. Peter was sore about being hexed so he was off doing whatever it was he did. And James, ever the leader, was trying to work out everyone's differences and get his friends talking again.

So far it wasn't working.

Lucius Malfoy had not gone unpunished either. Harry had of course reported what had happened to Dumbledore, though the Headmaster had informed him that he had already known about the Unforgivable being used and had been about to punish Lucius the way he saw fit.

The Ministry could not be involved because Lucius was still apparently a minor; he had a birthday late in the year, so he was legally a child despite his seventh year status. A letter had been sent home, though Harry doubted if the Malfoys would even care, they would probably be proud of their son. Punishment had also been dealt out, and the blonde would not be graduating with his class, he would be home schooled for the remainder of the year.

He was not very happy when he left, to say the least. If anyone were to say more, they would tell you how the Slytherin had exploded and gone Harry-hunting after having been told the "bad news" about his expulsion. Luckily Harry was nowhere near the temperamental wizard when he had been dragged away by his enraged father.

It had been a very interesting year, so much had happened! Harry fingered the silver locket that hung loosely around his neck. He would most definitely remember this year and all the excitement, whether that was a good or bad thing, Harry wasn't too sure.

What he did know, was that he didn't want to see Severus anymore. It wasn't that he hated the boy, far from it, but every time he looked at the hooked nose teen, his emotions would spiral and confuse him. He strangely had fallen in love – if it could really be called that – but he hated Severus for not taking his feelings seriously in the beginning.

Harry had finally gotten his love confession in the end, the emotions he had always hoped Severus would return, were in fact returned. It seemed he had just needed a push in the right direction to confess his feelings.

They had the chance to be happy, to forget everything that had happened in the past. But it hurt too much to let go so easily. Harry didn't want to take anymore chances; his heart had already been ripped out before his eyes.

There was also the slight fear that Severus was lying to him, because he had changed his tune of denial at the snap of the fingers. It was too surreal that he was finally giving in to Harry, that he was going to commit to a relationship between them.

I can't brood for the rest of my life. Harry glanced toward his battered roast and stabbed it again for good measure. I need to decide what I'm going to do.

He needed to forget, that was the only thing stopping them from happiness. No, forgetting wasn't that easy, and Severus would never want anything to do with Harry.

Merlin, what am I going to do? Harry stared across the sea of faces and locked on a set of depressed eyes that looked similar to his own.

Remus. He was the perfect candidate; he would be able to help him with his plan. It was done, his decision made. He was tired of the tense separation between himself and Severus. If he couldn't have Severus for himself, then…no, he wouldn't think about it.

He would take care of things once and for all.

--- --- ---

Harry stepped through the portrait of the Fat Lady and adjusted his tie, having just snuck inside behind a few first-years. Okay, so he hadn't really snuck in. He had taken one of the little brats captive and told the friends to take him to Gryffindor Tower or else he would do terrible Slytherin things to the boy. After some screaming and failed hexes by the Gryffindors, they had agreed.

He scanned the common room, seeing the usual scattered groups of people. James and Lily were surprisingly not present, but it didn't matter, he wasn't looking for them.

"Remus." He murmured, spying his prey. He stepped forward confidently, luckily the Gryffindor was engrossed in his book, he would be caught unaware.

Now think about this Harry, do you really want to go through with this? It's your last chance to back out.

He stepped up beside the werewolf, casting a slight shadow over the pages and catching the teen's attention. He wouldn't turn back, he needed to do this. Remus glanced up and his eyes took on a curious light.

"Remus, I need you to help me one last time." Harry whispered, eyes shadowed by his hair.

"What?" The Gryffindor glanced around himself warily. "Have you spoken to James already? I'm sure he could help you."

Harry smiled slightly. "No, you're the smart one Moony. I know you're the one who does all the spells behind the scenes during your pranks."

"What do you need me to do?" Remus frowned, curiosity peeked.

There was a grin. "You're good with Charms right?" Harry lifted his head, eyes shining brightly.

--- --- ---

"Have you seen Harry?" James asked Lily as he sat beside her in the library.

The witch glanced up from her Potions book with a slight frown. "No." She said carefully. "Is he missing?"

"I haven't seen him at all today, and he wasn't at lunch either." James ruffled his hair distractedly with his nerves.

"Okay, calm down, because I saw him at lunch." Lily said calmly. "Don't worry James, we'll find him. Have you asked Sirius or Remus? Perhaps they're out trying to prank someone."

He shook his head. "I don't think Padfoot and Remus have made up yet." He admitted. "So I'm not too sure about the prank theory."

"What about Peter?" Lily pushed her book to the side.

"Harry doesn't really like Pete." James admitted with a sheepish smile. "I don't know why, he just never took to the bloke."

Lily frowned. "Hm, interesting. Do you usually see him between classes?"

James fidgeted in his seat. "Yes, I've taken to walking him to some of them. He hasn't been to class; I skipped one of my lessons and checked."

The witch clucked disapprovingly at his skipping of class, but it seemed his worry had rubbed off on her. "You don't think this has anything to do with Severus do you?"

"Snape?" James grimaced. "Merlin, I hope not. That's all we need on top of the shit that's already going on."

"Language." Lily chided distractedly as she thought. "Maybe he's with his friends? Playing hooky?"

James smiled sadly. "Harry's a bit of a loner; he doesn't have any best friends."

The chime for their next class sounded and Lily shook her head with irritation. "Come on, it's time for class." She gathered up her bag. "I'm sure we'll find him before dinner if you're that worried."

James nodded reluctantly and followed his girlfriend to their next class.

--- --- ---

"You want me to do what?" Remus spluttered. "Harry, that's uncalled for, it's too much!"

Harry glanced around them in case of witnesses, seeing as they were out in the courtyard when they should have been in class. He turned back toward the fidgeting werewolf with a tired air once he figured the area clear. "I want it to end this way Remus, I can't take anymore of the separation."

"Harry, you aren't thinking clearly." Remus shook his head. "This isn't the way things should end. You need to talk to Snape, work everything out between the two of you."

"You don't understand, he admitted he loved me, he told me he did!" Harry clutched his chest.

Remus paused. "But that's wonderful Harry, isn't that what you wanted?"

"No!" Harry cried. "I don't want his confession to be based on a night of terror. He told me after he had returned from the Shrieking Shack, that kind of experience would scare anybody into admitting something."

He suddenly found himself encompassed in a tight hug and he blinked in surprise.

"Harry, why does it matter how he told you, if the emotions are real?" Remus asked gently. "He loves you, I can sense it, it was muddled before, he was so confused because he was afraid of admitting to himself that he was gay."

Harry lifted his chin curiously. "You could sense that?" He asked in awe.

Remus smiled. "Yes, canines have a strange empathy toward humans, werewolves are no exceptions." He sighed. "Plus, I was the same way when I first started dating Sirius so I know how he feels."

"What?" Harry spluttered. "You were a bastard to Sirius?"

A soft chuckle escaped Remus' grin. "I wouldn't say I was a bastard. But I was a bit strict with him; he was always throwing himself on me when we were alone, in public too for that matter. I never took it as his way of flirting because he was always a ladies man." He shook his head at the memory. "Those were good times."

The Slytherin stared at his friend after this admittance and Remus shifted uncomfortably before raising his hand to his face curiously. "What, is there something there?" He asked.

"You miss him."

"What?" Remus laughed. "Padfoot? Of course not, he was a bastard to me; he's always put his pranks first. This was simply the last straw, it's not as though it wasn't foreseen, and our relationship has always been a bit strained."

Harry smirked confidently. "You miss him, even though he was a right arse to you. That's how love is; you can't help thinking about them, even in the hardest of times."

Remus remained silent and looked away. "This isn't about me Harry," he looked up with a hard glint to his eyes, "I don't feel right doing this, I can't."

"Remus, I need this. Please, why can't you help me?" He frowned with a hurt expression.

"Harry, I can't." Remus protested again. "James would kill me if he found out."

Harry threw his wand to the ground with a sharp clatter as his temper peaked. "Will you stop being a fucking coward Remus!" He looked away, breathing harshly as he shook. "It's always about James! Everyone is always afraid of making him angry! I fucking hate it!" He glared. "You know what, forget it, it's clear that you're James' lapdog, I'll find someone else."

He turned and began walking away with stiff legs, a soft hand on his sleeved halted him and he looked up into sad eyes of amber.

"I'll help you Harry." Remus whispered.

The Slytherin nodded slowly, in tired relief as he bowed his head. "Thank you."

Remus shifted through his robes for his wand and shakily pulled it out, staring at it in quiet fascination, not quite believing he was about to do this.

"Are you positive about this?" He asked for the last time.

Harry smiled, closing his eyes in expectance. "I'm sure, and thank you Remus."

The amber eyed teen raised his wand and pointed at the young Potter sadly. "I'm sorry Harry."

"I forgive you…"

"Obliviate!"

AN: If everyone reviews I'll update faster! I'm so mean, I luv u guys though!

Here's the deal peeps, there r going to be two endings, a happy one and then mine. I hope u read both, but if not, have fun with the one u choose.

-Red