Harry had returned to tutoring for two days, after being over whelmed by all the attention, and making it only till lunch. His dad convinced him to make another attempt, promising not to push, but thinking Harry needed it. Harry would become worse the longer he remained like this, to the point he could be afraid of his shadow, if he left the rooms. Draco again with him, and his friends warned Harry needed them to keep their distance unless asked, Harry returned to his classes full time. Harry was still eating meals at home, the hall over whelmed him too much, but he had been spending time in Slytherin.

Harry even went to the final quidditch game of the season, between Ravenclaw, and his lions. Harry would not have been in any shape to play, besides they had a new seeker who had worked hard for their spot on the team, and they won. Draco was surprised, even without Harry on the lions, Slytherin still did not win the cup.

Harry was surprised when he saw Charlie had come for the game. "I know you have family on the team, but I have never seen you come to a game before."

Charlie smiled. "I had another reason for coming, I wanted to see how you were doing. I hoped you would be here."

He had been the one to remind Harry he could not turn his back on things he loved, like quidditch, because of Andre. Andre would have wanted Harry to move on, and though Harry still looked a bit pale, he could tell he had a good time. Harry and Draco had sat with their dads in the teacher's box, Lucius had come even if it was not his son's house in the game, to see Harry. Narcissa would have come as well, but they had not wanted to over whelm Harry, and she was not a big quidditch fan.

Severus had noticed Charlie in the stands, and unlike Harry he was not surprised, or thought it was about his brother and sister. He had never thought to like any red heads but the twins, but he was grateful for Charlie, who seemed to draw Harry from his shell.

Charlie walked with Harry, not to school but towards the lake. "I noticed the last letter you sent to me, came with your owl."

Harry nodded. "I have been spending time with him, since I last saw you. You were right, I love Helios, and Andre would want me to use him."

He did not have to ask, he knew Harry had not been on a broom, but that would come with time. Harry coming to the game, and using his owl, were good signs. He knew Harry was back into class full time, and allowing his friends in small amounts, though not Ron or Hermione. He had heard what the two had tried, and would have thought better of his brother, but he said the same before he learned about Albus.

Harry looked out across the water. "Other than those months in France, this has been home for so long. I am scared about after I am done.'

Charlie put a hand on his shoulder. "You have family now, and don't need this as home. But I am sure your dads would not be opposed to visits."

Most seniors knew what they would be doing when done school, or have an idea at least, by May. Harry had thought he did, he had planned to apprentice in France, but that was no longer an option. He would still have had the place if wanted, but Harry could not face that school, not after his loss. Filius had not spoken to Harry, he didn't think Harry was in any shape to consider his future now, but he hoped Harry would accept his offer.

Harry stopped by a tree."I know I have enough money that I never have to work, but it feels wrong to live off of it."

Charlie sat down on a near by rock."It isn't a bad thing, if you need to for a bit. I am sure both James and Sirius would have agreed with me on that."

Both men would have wanted Harry to take the time to heal, neither may have been his dad, but they had loved him as a son. Harry had no memories of James, but even Severus told his son that James had been a wonderful dad, he had loved Harry with all of his heart. Both men shared something with Andre, they had died for Harry, and would have never thought twice of doing it again. Harry would never be a man of leisure, but if he needed time, he should not feel guilty about taken it.

Harry realized he was hungry. "I am supposed to have lunch with Draco and my dads. Would you come?"

Charlie headed back towards the school with him."If you are sure your dads won't mind.'

The other three of course did not mind, they were still a bit surprised how comfortable Harry felt with Charlie, but were happy for it. They knew it likely was because he had never really known him, he felt no pressure to be something for Charlie, like he even did sometimes with them.

Charlie left after lunch but he reminded Harry again. "I am simply an owl away if you need to talk."

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Slowly but surely Harry was returning back to the hall for meals, but sat with Draco, and even would work in the library. Draco mentioned to his Uncle about Harry's concerns for the future, as Harry had eventually voiced them to him too. He knew Draco planned on law school and working for his dad, and had said Lucius would hire his nephew too, but Harry was confused. Severus knew it was not his place, so he encouraged Filius to speak to Harry sooner, and the man planned to.

Two weeks after the game, Draco was happy when Harry finally agreed to fly with him, they Slytherin quidditch team was still practicing. For Draco it was always a hobby, and not passion so he had not minded not being on the team this year, but with Harry it was different.

Draco watched Harry who looked like he had never seen a broom. "It will not bite you know. We could use a parachute spell if it would make you feel better."

Harry showed a small smile, reminded of their early days of quidditch."We never did equip your broom with that third arm."

Feeling a bit better, Harry mounted his broom, but for a moment memories of being with Andre in the mountains. He was not upset by the memory though, there was a moment of tears, but a smile came to his face. As he took to the broom, Charlie's words were on his mind, and he went up to play. For the first time since Albus, Harry just allowed himself to have fun and be a teen again. He had nearly forgotten what that felt like. He and Draco chased a practice snitch around the field like little kids.

It was not until they landed, when Harry noticed Ron and Hermione were in the stands, and he knew they had been there for a time. Harry was reminded by Draco that he did not need to see them, but Harry was not running away from them.

They came down and Ron spoke. "Harry we're sorry, we never knew what Albus was up to, I swear. We're sorry what we helped him with."

Harry took a deep breath. "I know you're not to blame for him, and Draco told me about your words for Andre. I need to know, were we ever friends?'

It had bothered him since he went to France, the question whether they had ever really been his friends, and he needed to know. He knew that Albus had sent them into his train compartment to befriend him and keep him from the snakes, but he needed to know the rest. He needed to know if they ever really cared about him.

Their silence was enough of an answer. "Thank you for at least being honest for once. I thought of you as family, at least I have my real one now."

Hermione spoke up as he walked away from them. "We never meant to hurt you like we did Harry. Albus may have, but we didn't do this, to hurt you."

As he walked away from them he found himself believing them, they had not headed into this to be cruel, even if they hurt him in the end. Their anger he over heard was more at Albus, they had been in more danger being his friend, and had tired of the charade. Harry could understand in a wav, but he was not sure he could forgive them.