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Well here is another chapter, thank you all for the reviews, I do hope you all enjoy this chapter. Only one left to go.

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In The Dim Light of Betrayal

Harry's P.O.V

I wake up to the smells of the Hogwarts Hospital Wing. I can feel a hand grasping my own and I can tell that it is Draco's hand that is within mine. I give it a squeeze and hear him gasp.

"Harry, Harry, Love, wake up my heart." He says softly as I start to slowly open my eyes.

"Draco," I smile, "did it work? Is he dead?" I ask, wanting to know if my plan, my spell had worked.

"Yes, he is gone for good Harry. He is no longer a threat." He tells me, his smile making me feel a lot better. "How are you feeling?" He then asked me, making me chuckle a little.

"Tired, but good. I just want to go home now." I tell him.

"Let Madam Pomfrey look over you one last time to make sure everything is alright, then we will go home. Severus, can you get her for me?" He said as he turned to the dark haired wizard.

Severus nodded and stood up, he walked towards the closed curtains, stopped and turned around, "Well done Harry, and thank you. You have eased the hearts and minds of all of those within the Wizarding World and eased the fears of those who have family."

I knew he was talking about his own family, not others. "You're welcome Severus," I say quietly. He nodded and then walked out to get Madam Pomfrey.

Within minutes he had returned with the medi-witch following behind him.

"Good to see you awake Mr Potter-Malfoy." She said as she started to wave her wand over me.

"Nice to see you as well Madam Pomfrey," I say politely.

"Well," she said after a few minutes, "your magic is a little low, and has a slightly stronger signature than before. Just rest and take it easy for a few days and everything will be fine."

I smile up at her and say, "Thank you, may I get up?"

"Yes, you can get up. If you feel tired, find somewhere where you can sleep for a while. It will help you." She smiled back as she left.

I got up. "Where is Remus?" I ask, a little afraid of the answer.

"He is in the Great Hall with Tonks," Draco says as he takes my hand and the three of us make our way to the Great Hall to meet up with him.

We reached the Great Hall and see Tonks and Remus off to one side, talking quietly. All around the Great Hall are the Weasley's, Dumbledore and Black. We ignore them and head towards Remus and Tonks.

"Harry!" She yells when she sees me.

She bounces over, almost tripping over her own feet, grabs me and holds me tight. So tight that I think my bones may break.

"Nymph, let him go," I hear Remus say.

She lets go and pouts, "But I wanted to give him a great big hug, what's wrong with that." She moans.

"Nothing but I think he would like to continue living." Remus jokes.

Tonks snorts then goes back to Remus' side, then hugs him as tightly as she hugged me.

We laughed at his reddening face. "You're both ok?" I ask them, receiving a nod in answer.

"Yep, we are both fine," Tonks says in her bouncy way, "I have got me a werebear." She grins.

"Okay," I say slowly, as I smile at them both, the others chuckling softly.

"Harry?" a familiar voice speaks behind me.

I stiffen at the voice and slowly turn around. "What do you want Black?" I ask, my voice going cold and hard.

"I want to say I am sorry, I am sorry that I didn't believe you, especially after what happened to me. I should have known you would never do something like that, you are too innocent, too good. Hermione was your closest friend, and you would never have done something like that. I can still remember her complaining about you being over protective of her when that Smith boy asked her out, then hurt her. You would have done anything to protect your friends, not hurt them, never hurt them, and for that I am truly sorry." Black said. I could hear the sincerity in his voice.

"You say you are sorry, but how can I trust you, how can I forgive you? You hurt me in a way that should never have happened, just like Pettigrew hurt you and Remus. You hurt me, and I know you will never forgive him, just as I will never forgive you. I went in there pregnant. Pregnant Black. I gave birth, had a beautiful little girl who talked for the first time a few weeks ago, we almost starved in there. If it were not for her magic she would have died within hours of being born. Every time the Dementors came near me all I could hear was you and the others condemning me for murder. I could hear my parents dying over and over again. Then I had Voldemort gleefully telling me how he set it all up, how quick the world, my friends were to turn on me. It hurt so much, and it still does every time I think about it. It hurt as though someone is stabbing me in the chest every second of everyday since I was sent top that hell hole." I tell him, my heart and soul feel as though they are bleeding with every word I say.

He looked forlorn as he next spoke, "I understand, I truly do, and I am sorry. I will never deserve forgiveness, and I know that, so I will not ask. Goodbye Harry." He looked at me one last time and walked away.

I turn back to my true friends. A part of me does feel for him, but I cannot forget, and I cannot forgive him yet. Maybe in time, but I think a part of me knows that when I do forgive him, it may just be too late.

"You are disgusting you know that Potter, hanging around the scum of the earth." Came the gruff voice of Ronald Weasley.

"Get lost Weasel." I say not bothering to turn around.

"You are staying here Potter, and you will forgive us; you won't have a choice. As for that filthy spawn of yours. Well, as soon as we can, we'll find her and put her somewhere she belongs," he threatened.

I roll my eyes and turn to him, "Weasel, you have no imagination, no thought process; even an amoeba has a more sophisticated vocabulary than you. As for your threats, they mean nothing. You will never get your hands on my daughter, you will never be able to make me stay here with a traitorous bastard such as you, or that idiot you look up to."

"You'll have no choice," He reiterates, "You'll forgive us."

"Forgive you, ha, forgive you my ass. I will never forgive you. You want me to forgive you but you threaten me. That I can deal with. Then you threaten my daughter, someone who has never done a thing to you. You should be begging for my forgiveness, not that you would get it by doing that. You betrayed me in the worst possible way, you believed in lies. Could I have really killed Hermione? Could I have hurt someone that was my sister in every way bar blood? Could I have killed someone, who was the only person to know about Draco and I? Could I have killed someone that I have confided in since sixth year? I would never, never believe that of you, but you did of me. No I could never kill them; I loved them both, one as a sister, the other as a mother." I tell him, my voice breaking a little as I think back on two women that I love with all my heart.

His eyes had gone wide as I spoke, but he shook his head.

"You hurt me the worst, along with Black. Your betrayals hurt me, because I trusted you both with all I am, because I loved you both; you were my family. But now, you are all nothing to me. When I leave, I never ever want to see anyone of you again, I never want to even hear your horrible voice. You lost your girlfriend that night. I lost a sister, a mother, a brother and father figures in one fowl swoop, but none of you cared about that, you all thought I was guilty as soon as you saw me that night. I was dragged through the school as though I was nothing more than a Death Eater. Go away Ronald Weasley, go away." I say, my heart breaking all over again as I spoke.

I felt arms go around me, and I leant back in their comforting embrace. "I'm here for you Harry," I hear the whispered words of my husband.

Ron looks at us. The disgust that was on his face was now gone, replaced by sadness. His eyes reflected the turmoil of guilt that was now within him. I hoped that he finally understood what I was telling him, what I had gone through being locked in a place that harmed me in ways that no one could see, that harmed my daughter in ways that only I could see. I just hoped that those around me would be able to help us both recover, get better, and heal the scars that will forever be within us both.

He leaves us all and I turn back to my friends once again, Draco's arms still wrapped around me.

"You alright Harry?" Tonks asks me softly as she lets go of Remus and moves towards me.

"I will be Tonks," I say as she pushes Draco's arms out of the way and pulls me into a warm and comforting embrace.

"It's okay Harry," she whispers in my ear. "It's okay to feel hurt, it's okay,"

I felt the tears that have been threatening to fall since I was taken out of Azkaban, well up within my eyes. She holds me closer, continuing to talk gently within my ear. They finally fall, streaming down my face, my body is wracked by sobs. And I feel myself falling. I feel more arms, hands touching me, all of them saying the same thing. I cry, for those that have hurt me, the family that I have lost. I am just glad of the family that I have gained.

It could have been an eternity that I stood there with my family surrounding me, comforting me when I truly needed it. My sobs and tears eased and I rested my head on Tonks' shoulder. I had never seen this comforting side of her, I wonder if this was what her mother was like. She was carding her fingers through my hair so softly, I almost didn't feel them. But I did, and they were a soothing comfort to me.

I gave a shuddering breath and closed my eyes.

"You were a brother to me as well Harry, never forget that. One day you will forgive them, it may be years before then, but don't worry about it. Just live, and give that gorgeous girl of yours a big kiss from her auntie Hermione."

It was the voice of Hermione. I opened my eyes quickly and by the great big doors of the Great Hall I could see her faintly, along with Professor McGonagall. I smiled at them. I could see Hermione winking at me and waving, like she always did when she and her parents had to leave me at the train station.

"Chin up Potter, time to live. I think of you as my child, much as I did for your mother and father. I will tell them both all about you, and how proud they should be of you." Came McGonagall's voice. it was soft, like it was when we would talk about the more private things in life.

She smiled that 'cat that ate the canary with the cream' look she would give me when she caught me with Draco. She gave a wink and a thumbs up, then they both disappeared. I felt sad, yet happy that I had seen them. I miss them both so much.

Well, what do you all think, I was just going through it at the last minute, reading it, and I started to cry, I feel rather pathetic at the moment. But if some of you cry too, please tell me so I don't feel so idiotic. Read and Review.