Severus was in his potions lab, confined to his rooms, except for classes, he even had to send elves for his supplies. Albus claimed it was because most of the world believed he was dark, and he would likely be killed, which of course was a joke. He knew he could not trust Severus, and he kept him a prisoner, or so he believed. He was not aware that he and Lucius had created portkeys which worked here, with mage magic. The wards only recognized black or white magic, not gray. He had to limit when he did, for Albus or others came to check on him, from time to time. He knew he could leave, but like Filius he remained, to protect the kids here.

He had been surprised when he got a second visit of the day, and from a message in their two way journal, he knew Filius had as well. Something was obviously going on in the school, but he had no idea what, and unless the kids heard or saw, he had no way to know, or so he thought.

He knew someone was in the room but no doors had opened. "I was wondering why security was suddenly up."

Harry's voice came up. "I was paying a few old friends a visit. I never took Hermione for a trophy wife."

Severus knew, he ate his meals in the hall, for he was expected to make appearances for the kids. He was aware both Ron was lovers with Hermione and she was married to Dumbledore. He knew she or someone was making potions so she would not get pregnant, for his stores were broken into. The new nurse could have made such for a student, and there was only one person in the school, who could not go to her.

He turned when Harry had materialized, and notice something. "Those are Lucius', I would know his watch and cuff links any where."

Harry slid his hood back."I would not have struck fear in the man, not yet at least. Now believing Lucius is back from the dead, is another matter all together."

They both knew why there had been so many executions, why very few people had not been killed in battle, it was for the kiss. Albus had dementor under his control, and those who supposively died from an accident, many they found were kissed first, before they drowned, or broke their neck. People needed souls to be ghosts.

Severus listened as Harry said what he had done. "You know Lucius would have been proud. You are truly a Malfoy."

Harry looked down at the watch."You know he asked once, at the end of the war, if I would go away with him. Why didn't I just go?"

Draco had asked his dad's tombstone why Lucius could not have been selfish, why he could not put his son and husband first, just once. He had, but Harry had known h would never be happy, he knew Lucius would always wonder what he could have done, and they would never have been fully happy. They had both been idealists back then, they had both dreamed of the world beyond the war, only Harry had been foolish to believe it was in their hands.

Severus put a hand on his arm. "This isn't who you are. You don't honour your husband's memory this way. Both of you had such dreams for this world."

Harry sighed."Dreams are for children. A person can only take so much disappointment."

Severus stopped him, for the first time since the death of his brother he saw the human in Harry, the petrified twenty three year old who was scared to live. Most people were scared of death, but Harry was the opposite, he would have given it all to be with Lucius. There was something keeping him here.

Severus looked right into those eyes. "I know you saved Moody, and many others. There is some reason you continue, there is some reason you don't move on."

Harry looked into his eyes. "To be a hero? You think I want to fight? I once dreamed you know, of a far off place, where a hero's welcome would be waiting."

From the moment he knew of their world, he knew he needed to protect people, even before he knew of the prophecy. People always accused him of having a hero complex, of wanting glory and fame, but all he had ever wanted was peace. Yes it would have been nice to have the fame and the cheers, it would have been nice to have been the hero and not the villain, but only because he would have given up all his new powers, to have Lucius.

Severus handed him a package. "This was for you, Lucius asked I see you had it, if he died. My brother wanted you to be happy. There is life beyond this war."

Harry moved to leave."I know my father is happy, and if he and Draco both live, I can move on. They are my last connections, all have left."

When the boy left, Severus shook his head, and hoped there was a way, for Harry needed to open his heart, to have the powers to kill Albus. Lucius did not lose his soul, he would be in the after life, he was able to cut off part of himself before the kiss. He could never be a ghost, for his soul crossed over, before the dementor.

He touched his own half of the pendant Harry wore. "Help me brother, help me reach him. I know you'll wait for him, it's not his time yet."

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On an island way off the coast of Northern Scotland was the tower of night, a place which looked like ruins to all, but who knew its purpose. It was like many of the places use by the underground, some where Albus would never look. There were two people alive who knew it, other then the owner. She was the only one other then Severus, Remus, Moody and Draco, who knew he came back over the years. She was the only one who he spoke to though.

Harry appeared in her sitting room. "Luna, are you here?"

Luna appeared on the steps. "I knew you would come soon. I should be hurt you have been back for a week and have waited till now."

Beautiful was never a word to describe her in school, but she had grown in beauty, and power. Luna had spent summers not with mages, but with two powers of white magic, the veela from whom her mother came from, and the last remaining druids. She was a seer, a true seer, and she had long been on his side.

He ran a hand along her face. "I see you still use glamours, why? There is no one here to see but me and Augusta when she comes."

Luna removed the glamour, revealing her fogged eyes. "I sometimes forget you do not care. The old woman loves me, but seeing it reminds her of her grandson."

Harry had not been the only one to suffer loss, she had lost her father months before the final battle, and Neville when he lost Lucius. Luna had sent Neville to warn Harry and Lucius, Lucius having set up Harry's new life, but only able to get Harry out because of the warning. Lucius was caught and publically executed, and Neville had been held, and when Luna came, she was tortured as well. Neville died, officially he drowned, for the public would never believe him a criminal. Augusta had an inside source and managed to get Luna out, but not before she lost her physical sight, and the baby she had carried. She had been here ever since.

He looked to her. "I told you you should have left, like Lucius knew I would die if I went for him. But I was told you needed to see me."

Luna kissed his cheek. "I have a vision for you. The lion who pretends to be a snake, must walk hand in hand with a true snake, or the eagle will never fall."

The eagle he long ago knew was Dumbledore, and though she didn't know he played Lucius, he was the lion acting a snake, for he was a Gryffindor by blood. He knew what she meant by the comment, and for a moment he thought of Severus, but he shook that away, he had one love. Luna had been known to be wrong.

She called as he left. "I have before, but I had visions like this even when Lucius was alive. It's why Lucius died in peace; he knew you would find it again."

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