"I want to see Harry," Ron said to his father. His voice was still a bit scratchy and he was sore. He still had many cuts and had to be in the hospital a couple more days. It had been a couple days since Harry had woken up. He hadn't woken up at all since then.

"I don't think you should, Ron. You need to rest and so does Harry. Remus and Sirius are very protective right now. It's not a good idea to visit yet. Not until he's awake," Mr. Weasley answered.

"Dad! It's all over the papers!" Bill ran into the room, holding a few copies of the Daily Prophet.

"What is, Bill?" Mr. Weasley asked.

"Everything. Look," Bill handed a paper to his father.

Boy-Who-Lived to Saviour!

It has been just over a week since seventeen year old Harry Potter vanquished He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named. The Boy-Who-Lived has become the saviour of the wizarding world, but with a price. With a great defeat, a sacrifice follows. Harry Potter made a sacrifice when he saved our world. After his heroic defeat, Harry Potter was brought to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries. There has been no information on his state. The world wishes him well and hopes he recovers so we can show him our gratitude.

"Now Harry's the saviour," Bill said.

"He won't be happy. He hoped everything would stop when Voldemort was killed," Ron sighed.

"Any idea if Remus and Sirius have seen this or not?" Mr. Weasley asked.

"Kingsley and Tonks were there when I went by. Maybe they told them," Bill replied.

"Saviour!" Sirius exclaimed, jumping to his feet.

"Padfoot, calm down," Remus said. "You'll wake him." He gestured to Harry. Sirius immediately sat down again and softly touched his nephew's cheek. He smiled when Harry sighed and turned into the touch. The other day, the oxygen mask had been removed. "Are you all right, Padfoot?"

"They only want him to recover so they can have their saviour. He's not a saviour. He's a seventeen year old kid that wants to be normal."

"We can't stop people from thinking Harry's a saviour. I mean, think about it. A week ago, he killed the most powerful dark wizard in the world. Now, he's recovering from something no one has ever survived before," Remus said.

"You know he's right, Sirius," Tonks stated. Sirius turned to her and sighed.

"His life will be more normal now," Kingsley added.

"We'll come back later." Tonks stood up with Kingsley.

"Huh?" Sirius frowned. Tonks smiled and pointed behind her cousin. She and Kingsley left as Remus and Sirius turned. Harry was looking at them, his eyes partially open. Remus slid Harry's glasses on.

"Hey, pup."

"Hi," Harry said, his voice barely audible. It worried Remus and Sirius. Harry was still very weak. His magic level was only at forty-three percent.

"We've been so worried," Sirius said.

"You haven't been sleeping," Harry managed to say, looking at his uncles. They had dark circles under their eyes.

"Stop worrying about us," Remus told him.

"'I thought you were dead."

"We figured as much," Sirius nodded.

"I love you both."

"We love you too. Make sure you never do anything like that again," Remus stated.

Harry smiled. "I won't."

"You're awake. Excellent," Chase had entered. "You are truly remarkable."

"No, I'm really not," Harry whispered. He sighed contentedly as Sirius stroked his cheek.

"You've survived something that's fatal. I don't know how you did it. It's amazing. Your magic should be back in about four days," Chase replied then left.

"Dumbledore," Harry muttered.

"Dumbledore?" Sirius frowned.

"It was him. He saved me."

"He's the reason you're recovering?" Remus asked. Harry nodded.

"Where're Ron and Hermione?"

"They're in their rooms. They're almost completely healed. They can leave in a couple days," Remus told him.

"I want to go home." Harry's voice was breaking.

"We know. Soon, kiddo. Soon," Sirius replied.

"How long have I been here?"

"Just over a week. You're voice is breaking, pup. No more talking. We'll talk later," Remus answered.

"Okay. I'm not sleeping though."

"That's fine. Just no more talking," Sirius said. Harry fell silent. None of them spoke. They were completely relaxed just looking at each other.

"Can we come in?" Mrs. Weasley knocked after a half hour.

"Come on in," Remus nodded. Mrs. Weasley entered with Ron and Hermione. They both had many bandages. Hermione walked with a cane, due to the wound the piece of steel had left near the beginning of their journey. Ron's left arm was wrapped up. Harry couldn't remember what had happened and didn't particularly care. He was just glad to see them both alive and healing.

"Harry," Hermione whispered.

"We'll let you be alone," Remus said. He and Sirius stood but were held back by Harry who had grabbed their sleeves.

"Don't go," he whispered. He didn't want them to leave. Not ever. He had spent too much time away from them and thinking he'd never see them again.

"Calm down, pup. We won't leave," Remus said. He looked at the machine monitoring Harry's heart. It had started going wild. As they sat down and held his hands, the machine began to slow.

"You need to stay calm," Sirius told him.

"Just don't leave." Harry squeezed their hands.

"We're not going anywhere," Sirius whispered.

"I'm so glad you're all right, Harry. Mum and Dad told us how you were dying," Ron said. Harry nodded. His throat was sore, making it hard to speak.

"We can finally go home," Hermione smiled.

"Well, almost. I'm here for a while," Harry said. Ron and Hermione smiled at him. "How's Mr. Weasley?"

"Dad's fine. He's back in my room," Ron answered. Harry nodded again.

"We'll come by again later. Come along, Ron. Hermione," Mrs. Weasley said.

"All right. Bye, Harry," Ron said. Hermione bid goodbye and kissed his cheek then followed them out.

"You should try sleep, kiddo," Sirius stated.

"I've been asleep for a week," Harry answered.

"You should still sleep," Remus said.

"I don't want to. It's been over two months since I've seen you two. I don't want to miss anything."

"We won't disappear if you sleep," Sirius smiled.

"I know," Harry nodded. Remus smiled and kissed his forehead as Sirius squeezed his hand.

"Magic is now at seventy-eight percent. Very nice," Chase said. It was four days later and he was checking on Harry. He had improved greatly. His right arm was out of the sling and his voice was strong. Most of his scrapes and cuts were gone. He was a little sore but was better overall. "You're doing very well, Harry. A couple more days and you can go home."

"Thanks, Chase," Remus smiled and the Healer left. He returned his gaze to Harry and Sirius. Harry was sitting up and playing chess with Sirius.

"Knight to D6," Harry said. The piece moved and destroyed Sirius' bishop. "Checkmate."

"Why do you try, Padfoot? You know you're going to lose," Remus grinned.

"Shut up," Sirius scowled. Harry laughed and took a drink of water.

"Another game?" Harry asked.

"No way. I'm not losing again." Sirius shook his head.

"How about a walk? You need to move around more," Remus suggested.

"How about going home?" Harry said. Ron and Hermione had been released the day before. The day before that, the machine monitoring Harry's heart had been removed.

"Not yet. A couple more days," Remus smiled. He helped Harry stand then let go as the boy stabilized himself.

"I've been here almost two weeks. I'm ready to leave," Harry sighed as they walked from the room.

"You can't leave until your magic is back. Chase said about two days," Remus replied.

"I know. I just really hate hospitals," Harry said, making his uncles laugh.

"We definitely know that," Sirius said.

"Where are we going?" Harry frowned. "Why are we going to the waiting room?"

"Some people want to see you. You've been asleep every time they've visited," Remus told him. They pushed through the doors and entered the waiting room. Harry smiled when he saw a large group in front of him.

"Hello, Harry. We've all missed you," Professor McGonagall said and surprised him by hugging him.

"I'm glad to be back."

"'Arry! Thank goodness you're all right. Bill and I 'ave been worried sick about you," Fleur Delacour-Weasley kissed his cheek.

"Welcome back, Harry." Bill hugged him.

"Thanks."

"Harry!" Angelina Johnson and Alicia Spinnet hugged him at the same time.

"Hey, girls."

"Hi, Harry," Padma Patil greeted.

Harry smiled softly. Padma looked so alone without her twin sister, Parvati. "Hi, Padma."

"You're finally back!" Dean Thomas ran to him.

"Yes I am."

"Glad to see you're all right, Potter." Cedric Diggory shook his hand.

"Thanks."

"Hey, Harry." Oliver Wood shook his hand as well.

"Hello, Harry. Thank you for saving me," Luna Lovegood said.

"No problem, Luna."

"Good to see you, Harry," Neville Longbottom said from Luna's side.

"You too, Neville. Are you two together?"

"Yes, we are," Neville nodded, smiling widely.

"Congratulations, mate," Harry smiled.

"Harry!" Fred and George hugged him together.

"Whoa, hi, guys. Nice to see you too."

"We forbid you from leaving ever again," Fred said.

Harry raised an eyebrow. "Really?"

"Yep. We told Ron and Hermione the same thing," George nodded.

"All right then," Harry grinned.

"Harry." Kingsley shook his hand. "Glad you're all right."

"Thanks. Whoa. Ow. Can't breathe," Harry gasped as he got hugged tightly.

"Tonks, let him breathe," Kingsley said.

Tonks let go. "Sorry. Don't scare us like that ever again."

"I won't. Promise," Harry stated and she hugged him again, gently.

"I told you it wasn't goodbye yet," a familiar voice said. Tonks let go of Harry and he stared at Ginny Weasley.

"Ginny." Harry hugged her tightly and she returned it.

"I agree with Fred and George. No more leaving," she said.

"I'm not going anywhere," Harry whispered. He leaned in and kissed her.

"I have to tell you something," Ginny said quietly when they parted.

"What?" he touched his lips to hers again.

"I love you."

Harry looked into her eyes. "I love you too." Ginny smiled and kissed him again. "I have something to ask you."

"Yes?"

Harry put his lips to her ear. "Will you marry me?" he whispered. Ginny's eyes grew wide as she stared into his. She looked at her hand as Harry placed something in it. She picked up the ring and looked at it. It was white gold with one diamond glittering in the middle.

Ginny slid it on her finger. "Yes," she whispered and kissed him.

"You don't think I'm too young?" Harry asked. He was still in St. Mungo's but only for a couple more hours. His magic had finally returned over the previous two days.

"You're seventeen, Harry. Besides, your father asked your mother to marry him right after graduation," Sirius replied.

"But Ginny's only sixteen and we haven't graduated yet," Harry said. He found it odd his uncles were happy with his sudden proposal to Ginny.

"It doesn't matter," Sirius said.

"But-"

"Harry, you love her. We know you always have. She loves you. She always has. We're fine with the proposal. You even said you're waiting to get married after you graduate," Remus told him.

Harry smiled. "Thanks, guys."

"We love you, kiddo. We just want you to be happy," Sirius kissed his temple. Harry nodded.

"Harry!" Ron's call floated into the room.

"Ron?" Harry frowned as his best friend ran into the room. "What's wrong with you?" He got off the bed and went to Ron who was so pale he looked ready to fall down. Ron looked at Remus and Sirius then at Harry.

"We'll leave. We'll be back in a few minutes," Remus said, catching the hint.

"Thanks, guys." Harry smiled as they walked from the room. "Come sit, mate." He led Ron to the bed and they sat down. "What's going on?"

"Hermione."

"What? Did she break up with you?" Harry asked.

"No." Ron shook his head.

"Ron, you've got to tell me what happened."

"I-I asked her-I asked her to marry me."

"Really? When?" Harry smiled.

"Ten minutes ago."

"And? What happened? What did she say?" Harry urged.

"I don't know."

Harry's smile vanished. "What do you mean you don't know?"

"Well, when I gave her the ring, she didn't say anything. I panicked and took off. It's kind of like when I asked Fleur to the Yule Ball. She stared at me and I ran for it," Ron explained.

"Wait, hold on. You ran away after asking Hermione to marry you?" Harry furrowed his eyebrows. Ron nodded. Harry hit him upside the head.

"Ow! What the hell was that for?"

Harry rolled his eyes. "For being a bloody idiot, that's what."

"What are you talking about?"

"Ron, you just asked Hermione to marry you then took off. You have to get back to her so she can say yes."

"You think she'll say yes?"

"I know she'll say yes."

"Yes," a voice came from the door. They turned to see Hermione. She held up a hand where a ring now sat.

"Really?" Ron walked to her.

"Yes," she repeated. He smiled and kissed her.

"You're still an idiot, Ron," Harry said.

"Shut up, Harry. I didn't say anything when you proposed to Ginny and that was my sister," Ron said.

"That's because I didn't run away," Harry smirked. Ron grabbed Harry's sweater, seeing it was the closest thing, and threw it at him. Harry laughed. "You should go tell everyone now. Don't run away, Ron!"

"Shut up before I hurt you, Harry," Ron said as he and Hermione left. Harry laughed. Remus and Sirius re-entered.

"Harry, before we forget, I think you need this back." Remus handed his nephew a small device. Harry's Communicator.

"Told you I'd come back for it."

"You almost didn't." Remus cupped the side of Harry's face.

"Well, now you're stuck with me," Harry smiled as Remus kissed his forehead.

"We'll deal with it," Sirius said. "So, are you ready to go home?"

"More than you know," Harry nodded.

"Harry, we're going to have to Floo," Remus said when he saw all the reporters outside, Rita Skeeter in the front, her Quick Quotes Quill going wild. He could just imagine the things she'd be forging for a hit story. Somehow, the press had found out Harry was being released and were waiting to throw questions at him.

"Great," Harry sighed. Sirius stroked his hair and they headed for a fireplace.

"It's either this or Skeeter," Remus raised an eyebrow.

"Gimme," Harry grabbed some Floo Powder and walked into the fireplace. He said the address and disappeared. Remus and Sirius followed, laughing at Harry's urgency to stay away from Skeeter. "I hate Floo with a passion," Harry groaned when his uncles appeared. They laughed.

"What's for dinner, Moony?" Sirius asked.

Remus looked at him in exasperation. "You have got to be kidding me?"

"What?"

"We just got home."

"So?"

"Unbelievable." Remus shook his head. "Harry?" He and Sirius looked around. Harry had disappeared. "Harry?"

"I'm in here," Harry said from the den.

"Don't disappear like that," Sirius said.

"Sorry. I answered the first time but you didn't hear me," Harry replied.

"What are you doing in here?" Remus asked.

"I just got home. I'm not allowed to wander?" Harry raised an eyebrow. Remus looked at him. "I'm looking at these papers. I was wandering and I found them on the desk." He pointed to Daily Prophets on the wooden desk. "They're from when I was unconscious."

"Yeah," Sirius nodded as Harry looked at the headings.

Potter Defeats Dark Lord!
Evil Returned to the Depths!
Harry Potter: In Recovery or Peril?
Wizarding World Returned!

"I didn't make that big of a difference, did I? Did I really save the world?" Harry asked.

"I'm afraid so, pup. You defeated Voldemort and lived."

"Barely," Harry muttered.

"You've changed the world, kiddo, whether you like it or not," Sirius said.

"You know, when Voldemort hit me with the curse, I didn't die. I went to the border line between life and death. Dumbledore was there and we talked. I saw everyone that's died in the last seventeen years. I saw Teddy and Moody. Cho and Lee. Seamus and Katie. Mum and Dad. They told me to come back. They said I couldn't leave yet. So, I came back," Harry told them. "Then, after I defeated Voldemort and I was dying, I went to the border line again. This time, it was just me and Dumbledore. He told me I was dying. He told me how everyone was doing. He also told me what would happen if I chose to come back. He said my life would be normal. Said I don't have to live with wards anymore because Death Eaters won't attack. He said the Ministry will slow down and you two will be home more. I can't speak to snakes anymore. I won't have nightmares anymore so I won't wake up screaming. Also, my scar will never hurt again. Ever. I told him I wanted to come back. He sent me back and made me start healing," he finished explaining.

"And we're forever grateful to him," Sirius said and hugged Harry.

"Me too. I wasn't ready to leave. Not yet," Harry replied.

"We weren't ready either," Remus stated. "I have to tell you something now."

"What's up?"

"Your life is going to be normal now. Having a normal life means it's time to resign," Remus said.

"I'm confused," Harry frowned.

"It's time to stop worrying about everyone before yourself. It's time to start putting yourself first. It's also time to let me and Sirius do our job. Let us take care of you now. It's time for you to be normal," Remus told him.

"Let me do something first." Harry walked from the room. Luckily, he had finally gotten his wand back and he pulled it out. He walked down the hall to the front door. Remus and Sirius followed him outside. They stopped on the front porch and watched as Harry went outside the wards. Harry waved his wand and they heard a couple sounds then it was silent. They smiled at Harry as he walked back to them.

"So?" Remus said.

"Now I can be normal," Harry grinned.