Minerva watched as Harry received his OWL results and sighed in frustration as he laid it down on the table unopened. "You better open those results before Minerva loses it," Sirius teased the stoic teacher.

Harry grinned at his godfather before he picked up the envelope and unsealed it. He handed it to Minerva without glancing at them. "You are not the tiniest bit curious?" she asked suprised at her betrothed.

"Not at all," he admitted with a shrug. "Go ahead and read them."

Minerva did as asked and glared at Harry. "You convinced the examiners to give you a Defense and Potions NEWT? You never mentioned you were planning on this."

Harry grinned mischievously at Minerva before shrugging his shoulders. "How else am I to gain two masteries before the age of 25 if I don't while in Hogwarts?" he pointed out. "How badly did I do? I expect Defense and Potions to be my best."

"You would be wrong," Minerva answered as she read the results. "Your Charms and Transfiguration OWLs are better than Potions. Outstandings in all four of those and Exceeds Expectations in all of the other OWLs."

"Really? I didn't anticipate those scores," he said suprised then turned to James and gave him his best puppy dog look. "We still on for those Quidditch matches of my choice for any Outstandings I get Dad?"

James laughed at Harry before nodding his head. "You have earned yourself four matches to the upcoming season," James promised. "Let me know what matches you want to see."

Minerva snorted at that then cleared her throat to gain Harry's attention. "You received Outstanding in your Defense NEWT and Exceeds Expectations in Potions."

"Guess I will start working towards my Defense mastery first," Harry said with a grin.

"No need," Minerva replied with a grin. "You had a perfect score on both the OWL and NEWT which they haven't seen before in that subject. You performed well above NEWT level in the practical part so they awarded you a Level 1 Defense Mastery. You are the youngest ever recipient of one."

Harry looked gobsmacked at that. "I wasn't aware that was a possibility," he whispered emotionally.

"It's a very rare occurrence," she answered. "I have only seen one student manage that before and she was a seventh year student. Lily received her Charms Mastery while sitting her NEWT."

"Lily never said a word," Euphemia stated as the family looked at Minerva in shock at her revelation.

"She was furious the Ministry wanted to award her the mastery through the post," Minerva revealed. "Lily's status as a muggleborn was counted against her at that time. She couldn't enjoy her accomplishment because she felt so wronged."

Everyone became saddened at that but resumed eating their breakfast after a glare from Euphemia.

Minerva cracked her eye opened when she felt the door open. Harry grinned at her before quickly shedding his clothes and joining her in the bath. He nudged her up and settled behind her and pulling her flush against him. "Harry," she groaned and attempted to calm her body.

"Can't help it," he admitted. "Ever since that potion fiscal, the soulbond has been ignited. It's not full-blown yet but my magic demands some contact with you. Hopefully it will settle for skin against skin contact."

"Why have you remained silent on the matter?" Minerva questioned him as she settled in his embrace. "Is that why my gowns have become rather risqué? Your magic is adjusting my gowns to ensure skin on skin contact?"

Harry smiled sheepishly at her before wrapping his arms around her. "My magic has a mind of its own at times," he confessed. "Not that I mind the sexy nightgowns."

Minerva rolled her eyes at him but her smile showed her amusement in the situation. "Talk to me next time," she begged. "We shall find a suitable solution."

"Just a little over a year and the point will be mute," he whispered and kissed her neck softly. "I'm ready for you to be my wife."

"I forget at times that I'm not," she confessed quietly.

"You are in my heart," he whispered emotionally. "I'm ready for this body to be of age so I can claim you fully. It has been more difficult than I originally thought it would. My magic yearns for you to be reunited with me completely."

Minerva shifted in the bath until she straddled her betrothed. She stared at him intensely for a moment while having an internal battle. He watched her decide on an answer before burying her fingers in his messy mop of hair and kissing him hard. He stilled under her. She was determined and kissed him harder until he returned her kiss.

Harry panted as she broke the kiss and breathed. "What was that love," he asked as he pressed a gentle kiss on her lips.

"It was never fair for me to decide everything," she admitted. "I knew it would be hard on us both to refrain from loving one another completely. We made love daily for years and suddenly it was taken away. I'm sorry love."

"No apologies," he whispered emotionally. "I would do it all over again. The moment you died in my arms crushed me. I never want to experience that loss ever again."

"I believe we will go together this time," she offered. "Our magic is too insync this go around." With that she reach down between them and grasped his member in her hand. She squeezed gently before stroking him just the way she knew he liked.

"Minerva," he groaned out needy yet questioning.

"I am not ready to give in fully but hopefully I can alleviate some of your discomfort and calm your magic somewhat," she explained to him.

"Let me touch you," he begged desparately.

Minerva allowed tears to fall at hearing his desperation for her. "Yes," she whispered emotionally. "Just not fully joined."

Minerva's heart lurched at the sob that escaped him. His hands turned to velvet as he caressed every spot of skin he could reach. He nipped at her bottom lip as his hands slid down in the water and found her womanly folds. They both sighed in contentment as he made contact.

"Harry," she breathed as he moved his digits just the way she liked.

He grinned mischievously before he allowed his magic to seep out and caress her body sensually. He gripped her neck with his free hand and pulled her to him. He plundered her mouth as he took her higher. "Hope you are ready to cry my name," he teased her as she did just that. He grinned mischievously before deciding he wanted her to call out his name more.