In This Life
Chapter 55
All I will say about this chapter is - Looks can be deceptive read all of it I might just surprise you yet! xD
Two Years Later
Edward Cullen stood at the grave; the entire family was behind him. So much had happened in the past two years - so much he'd never forget as long as he lived. He had almost immediately wanted to join Harry, but he knew neither his family nor Harry's family would have allowed it. It was a good thing really at the end of the day. The years at Forks Washington had past so quickly, especially for a family of Vampires. It was time for them to move on, move away. So here he stood, saying goodbye.
Of course everyone had known within hours of it happening, Remus had Apparated to the Reception and informed them all. It had shocked everyone to the core, especially on what was supposed to be a happy day. Nobody knew how it happened; they were undeniably curious, but not heartless enough to mention it to anyone. Especially not the Cullen's or Harry's family. They rarely made appearances anymore, and oddly enough Harry's family remained living in the Cullen's house.
Sirius, Remus, Severus, Leah, Seth, Jacob and Billy Black (Jacob's father) and Leah and Seth's mother were moving with the Cullen Coven. Draco was staying with Angela in Forks, his wife, Angela Malfoy, didn't want to leave her family behind. Knowing he could visit everyone he chose to stay in Forks Washington. It was an odd bunch, that's how much life had changed in the past few years. Leah wanted to go with her imprint, and so did her mother, and then Seth chimed in. Jacob who'd gotten to know them all very well decided to go, because of the unresolved tension between the two packs. Billy refused to be left behind, even if it meant living with white people in a white community.
Edward removed some of the grime from the white marble tombstone, it was probably the most expensive tombstone to grace Forks cemetery. It was right next to Bella Swan's grave. He'd been coming every week without fail, looking for all intents and purposes a grieving husband. This would be the last time he could visit, since they were going to England.
"Let's go son," said Carlisle quietly, and with that, they all walked towards their cars and drove off. Carlisle, Severus and Emmett driving different cars filled with passengers. They drove straight home, already packed for their plane ride to England.
As soon as they got in the house, Edward raced off towards his bedroom, a blinding smile appearing on his face. He took the young man in his arms and clutched him to his chest as he had done every time he visited the graveyard.
"You have to stop that," said Harry wryly, hugging Edward just as tightly back.
"I can't help it every time I'm there I realize I did loose you." said Edward his voice full of grief filled melancholy. It should have been the happiest day of his life, but it had been the worst day in his immortal existence. Nothing had compared to it, not even realizing he was the monster for killing people, when he had left Carlisle and Esme to be a real vampire.
"For a moment there you did," said Harry his thoughts going back to what happened. A moment was an understatement, unfortunately he remembered it, and it wasn't something he'd liable to forget any time soon. Not even now as a vampire, he unlike the rest of the Cullen's retained all his memories.
-0 Flash Back Two Years Ago 0-
Harry's P.O.V
Harry saw he spell coming towards him, arching around he saw Severus with his back to him fighting a black fuzzy haired woman. Looking back around he realized he had no chance of surviving. He wouldn't let the spell hit Severus he owed that man too much to avoid it and let it kill him. Swallowing thickly, he shouted a killing curse of his own at the surprised yet stunned Wizard. He heard Sirius yell but it was the last thing he heard as the spell hit him in the chest.
The next thing Harry knew, he was floating aimlessly in mid air. He saw that he had indeed killed Voldemort and Bellatrix Lestrange. He watched his family sadly, in low motion as they ran towards him crying out his name. Watched as tears ran down their faces. Saw his vampire family's face contort in agony. He tried calling out but nobody heard, looking down at himself, he saw nothing he wasn't a ghost. It was as though this was his spirit and it couldn't move on. Looking down at his family, if he had been able to he would have cried. It showed the unconditional love they had for him. His heart hurt, but not for long he soon began to panic. What if he was stuck here forever? What had happened? Why couldn't he move? He wanted to try and let his family know what was wrong with him. Why wasn't it working? Fear was all he knew, raw unending fear that began eating him up inside. They couldn't hear him, couldn't tell them anything, he was a lost spirit stuck between worlds.
He began to yell at them not to leave him, when they made plans to leave. Panic consuming him whole, begging and pleading them not to go. He didn't want to be alone again, not now. He had killed Voldemort for them why was he like this? Was this the real version of hell? Not fire and brimstone as everyone thought.
He nearly passed out in relief when he was floated along with them, it seemed as though he went everywhere his body did. That wasn't a comforting thought right now. What happened if they burnt his body? Cremating it? What would happen to his spirit then? Stuck in a furnace watching others be burned? Oh no this wasn't fair he'd been a good guy! He didn't deserve this at all. Where were the pearly gates? The cloud made houses where spirits waited on their loved ones? Why now? He thought he'd just gotten married. A sob left his spirit like throat, still nobody heard him, no matter how loudly he shouted for them all. Or if he was buried would he be forced to watch his family come to his grave? His own funeral? This really did suck! This didn't seem right at all…if everyone died like this wouldn't there be other spirits wandering around? Or were you unable to see them?
There seemed to be no sense of time, watching his family suffer unable to console them. Or get through to them, if only his husband could read his spirits mind or something. He forced himself to stop watching them, this wasn't doing any good. Taking a deep breath, he shut everything else out and concentrated on what might have happened. What did he know about spirits? Not much just that they were supposed to die when the Killing Curse stuck you. So he hadn't moved on the question was why? His mind continued on going through all the reasons, and the hours quickly passed. Suddenly his breath got caught in his mouth, could that really be what was going on? Did he have definitive proof that Vampires had souls? Spirits were souls, so it truly was his soul that was holding on, stopping him from moving on. His wedding vows came back to him, with startling clarity.
I bond myself to you, Edward Anthony Masen Cullen, to be forever yours, eternally bound by magic as your soul mate until death takes me
Even better he remembered Edward's vow to him.
I bond myself to you, Harry Black-Snape, to be forever yours, eternally bound by magic as your soul mate until death takes me
Forever yours eternally bound by magic and be his soul mate until death takes me; could the magic have meant that literally? It was a scary thought would he be unable to move on until Edward did? He'd have been rocking back and forth if he had been able to. Screwing his face up in determination, he was bound to Edward; he should be able to speak to him somehow. Would he be able to be turned into a vampire? Despite his soul being outside his body? Or would it be a simple matter of reviving him? Maybe it would require both?
So a spell…what could he use? Would Legilimency work? Could it? With Edward's gift it could backfire. But no it hadn't backfired when Severus used it on Edward; Severus always seemed to know what Edward was thinking. Although he didn't do it a lot, because he didn't just get Edward's thoughts but also everyone in the vicinity. Did he even have magic as a soul/spirit?
And so he tried, and tried and tried, but nothing worked he didn't have magic. His elation was gone as quickly as it had come and once more he wallowed in defeat and all consuming panic and fear. Unfortunately Harry couldn't give up, it wasn't in his nature. He had given up once, and he had sworn never to let it happen again. He had sworn never to be that weak again, to try and take his own life. He had almost succeeded; the Muggle world wouldn't have been able to help him. No if Sirius hadn't found him and if Severus hadn't healed him he wouldn't have been here right now. As tempting as that sounded, he couldn't let that get the better of him, there was no iffing and butting here, he had to find a way to tell his family he hadn't moved on - that they could save him before he was bloody cremated or buried and forgotten.
When he opened his eyes again, he was surprised to see himself in Edward's room. Merlin if he could cry he would have done, Edward had wrapped him up in his duvet in a pathetic bid to keep him warm. Nothing could keep him warm now, not that he was actually cold - he didn't feel hot or cold. He didn't even feel tired, all he felt was emotional. He was kneeling at the side of the bed, his arms draped over his un-beating heart. It seemed time went differently for him, unless he had been so deeply into his mission that somehow half the day had gone by.
A wistful sigh left his lips, right now he should have been at his reception, enjoying being married to Edward, and instead he was a spirit stuck in some sort of limbo between life and death. Would they be having their first dance? He sadly wondered what song Alice had chosen. Or had Edward put his foot down? And chosen the songs? He had for their wedding song so why not for the first dance?
As the hours slowly ticked by, he began to feel different somehow, for a few minutes of panic he had thought he was fading away. But no…he was….getting stronger? Hope began thrumming though him…maybe he would be able to contact Edward! Maybe he just had to wait until he got strong enough!
Hours trickled by, Harry getting a minuscule bit stronger each passing hour. Dawn was hovering over the horizon when he decided to try again. Praying to every deity that it would work he closed his eyes and muttered the spell concentrating on what he wanted to tell Edward.
End Of Harry's Point Of View
Edward froze for a few seconds before his amber eyes that had been filled with aguish changed. His eyes widened before he whispered "Harry?" was he going mad or had Harry really contacted him? He was inclined to believe he was loosing his mind. Harry was dead; he could see that, was his mind playing tricks on him wanting to try one last resort? There was only one person he could go to.
Edward practically ran towards where Severus was sleeping, or rather the room he was using. Severus wasn't sleeping; he was grieving he could smell the tears in the air. Just hours ago he had wished he could cry, to let out the love he felt for Harry but unable to do so. Poor Jasper, he must have been in hell, but he couldn't think of his brother right now - Harry needed him or at least he think he did.
Knocking on the door quickly and quietly, hoping Severus heard him. He heard the rustling of bed sheets, and let out a silent human breath of relief, he had heard him. He didn't want to wake Leah, who had just managed to get to sleep.
"Edward, are you okay?" asked Severus quietly, his face one of tired defeat and extreme loss.
"You are going to think I'm insane," said Edward with a pathetic laugh.
"Depends on what you say," said Severus honestly.
"I swear I'm not insane," said Edward swallowing back venom that had pooled in his mouth. At least he hoped he wasn't, "Harry…I don't know how but he spoke to me, it had to be him, whenever Harry's around I always felt warm…I did for a brief minute just now…it has to be him." he was saying this to himself more than Severus now.
Severus blinked, if Edward wasn't a vampire he would have told the boy he had been dreaming. He had also never heard of a vampire loosing the plot, even if their mate died. So he was inclined to believe Edward was telling the truth. Unfortunately he wasn't going to give credit to Edward's story without proof of his own. He knew Harry's magic like the back of his palm and would be able to clear it up once and for all. Good job Edward wasn't magical or it would have made what he planned to do extremely difficult.
"I'm going to use a spell called Legilimency on you, similar to your gift as you know, think on what you heard or saw…concentrate on it with all your will replay it again and again do you understand?" asked Severus in his best teacher voice, beating down the hope that was filling him - now wasn't the time for foolish hopes.
Rosalie, Alice, Esme, Carlisle, Emmett and Jasper were all gaping at the end of the hall. They'd come up the stairs alarmed at what Edward was saying, fearing he was loosing his mind or something. They all held their breath, they always breathed despite not needing too, spending too much time around humans did that. They were like statues, so still and sad as most were. They didn't even turn to look at each other; they couldn't take their eyes off Edward and Severus.
"Yes," said Edward, unwillingly thinking about the time he'd asked Severus for Harry's hand in marriage. Cursing himself he forced himself to think of the strange occurrence in his bedroom. To let Severus see, if he did maybe he wasn't insane maybe Harry did need his help.
Down the stairs two owls dropped of the Daily Prophet and the American Chronicle. Nobody so much as moved a muscle too drawn to what was going to happen right then.
"Legilimens!" said Severus quickly, delving into Edward's mind, replaying what Edward had heard. His chest hitched in disbelief, it was Harry's magic, and there was no doubting that. Ghosts didn't have magic so Harry's spirit must be unable to move on.
"It was him," croaked Severus which was unlike him, but so much had happened in the past twenty four hours. Just one day ago, they had been getting ready for a wedding.
"What did he say?" asked Carlisle trying to get his mind around this very weird, beyond strange miraculous occurrence.
"Nothing, I'm pretty sure he tried to say something but was unable to do so for some reason." said Severus getting his wits around him. "You need to go back to him, try and get some sense out of him. He might have an idea what's going on, if not I'll need to research - we might not have long. I'm going to get Sirius - you go back to Harry. Come to me if he gets back in touch." snapped Severus already walking down the rest of the corridor to the room where Remus and Sirius were sleeping.
Edward went back to Harry, speaking to him, "Harry please, tell me what I need to do, please." begged Edward taking up the same position, speaking mostly to his body rather than spirit - not that he knew where it was or how it came to be. This was all new to him, he couldn't understand it and wasn't going to try and understand it. All he knew was his mate was still alive somewhat, and he'd be damned if he didn't help him.
"Black get up and open this door!" yelled Severus Snape sounding more like his old impatient self.
"Sev what's going on?" asked Remus opening the door his eyes red rimmed and haggard. He had yet to sleep, the shock had yet to leave his system, not even tea or coffee helped that Esme had brought them. She had so desperately wanted something to do and she resorted to what she always did - cook and make drinks.
"Harry's spirit is lingering, do you know anything about that kind of thing?" asked Severus.
"Spirit? Sounds like the Dark Arts, like something Voldemort performed to stop him moving on when Harry first defeated him," said Remus blinking, finding no amusement at Sirius falling off the bed in shock, tangled in the covers trying to get up and join the conversation.
"Not necessarily! Haven't you read the old pureblood books?" asked Sirius coming to the door in just his boxer shorts his blue eyes filled with hope.
"Why would we?" chorused Severus and Remus together, but Severus chose to roll his eyes in exasperation. Nevertheless they both waited impatiently for Sirius to continue.
"Well its said bonded couples couldn't be separated; even in death…back in 1602 there was even a witch claiming her husband had come back from the dead. Of course they were soul bonded Wizard and Witches and not a vampire and Wizard…" said Sirius stopping abruptly his eyes widening.
"Which might mean that With Edward being dead and his soul trapped in his body…Harry's might not be able to move on. Which incidentally means we might be able to bring him back," breathed Remus his own amber eyes glowing wonder and hope.
Jasper made an appearance and snorted, "Well if that's true Edward's going to have to revaluate his life. He's always said we don't have a soul, that we are damned." said Jasper sardonically.
"Then he's an idiot, the body can't survive without its soul, the soul though can survive on its own as proved by Voldemort and many others before him." sneered Severus rolling his eyes heaven bound.
"Then how did he come back? If he didn't have a body for his soul?" asked Jasper confused.
"By performing a Dark and Ancient Ritual on top of the others he had performed on himself." stated Severus simply. Know thy enemy he thought to himself. His mind mulling over what Sirius had said could it really be as simple as that? Could Harry really be brought back to them?
"Severus…if we bring him back he will need turned…I can't go through this again," said Sirius honestly, his face haggard and drawn, showing just how badly this had affected him. "I can't loose him again." choked Sirius desperately.
"This isn't out choice to make," said Remus looking between Harry's 'parents' as it were.
"Why turn him? Just bring him back…let them decide?" said Jasper giving him own opinion.
"Technically speaking this is impossible, it's never happened Jasper, not in the entire history of our world." stated Severus.
"But Sirius just said…" started Jasper confused.
"History isn't always true, they are written by people who win, or who discover things. She could have lied, or she could have been telling the truth…the likelihood is pretty slim she probably just wanted five minutes of fame." said Severus not believing it at all.
"If you don't believe that why do you believe Harry is still lingering?" asked Jasper these people were confusing him. He understood all too well, that history was written by the victor. So much wasn't true about the books he had read about the Civil War that he had been a part of!
"Because that's fact, I can sense Harry's magic," said Severus quietly.
Jasper just shook his head in exasperation.
"So what do we do?" sighed Remus rubbing his tired eyes warily.
Severus uncharacteristically bit his lip, for the first time truly unsure of what to do. What if they followed his example and it screwed up? They were in uncharted territory here - making history - reliving it. "Let's do it." said Severus praying to Merlin he'd made the right choice. That re-starting Harry's heart was all that was needed to bring him back. Thank Merlin he'd taken basic Medic-Wizard training and knew the spell that would re-start his heart and keep it beating.
"Excuse me I'm going to go try find my wife," said Jasper concerned, she was no longer in the house.
"Of course," said Severus nodding his head he made his way to Edward's room, followed closely by Remus and Sirius.
They explained everything to Edward, who was all too happy to agree with them. He didn't understand how this could happen, even with magic but he was all for Harry being brought back to him.
In slow motion he raised his wand, "Pectoris Pulsum," but Alice came barrelling into the room. Her hands spread out jumping in front of the spell, stopping it from getting to Harry her face that of untold horror. She fell to the side of the bed almost shaking in relief. Murmuring 'Thank god' over and over again, when she opened her eyes she found five confused faces staring at her. Severus, Remus, Sirius, Jasper and of course Edward.
"You can't do that, if you do Harry will turn to ash the second he opens his eyes," she croaked shaking her head as if to dislodge the memory that was firmly planted in her brain. Their eyes widened, a look of utter sickness contorting their faces.
"Fucking hell," croaked Sirius slumping down on the floor in defeat.
"That is what they left out of the History books," said Severus gravely, there was always a catch.
"So now what do we do?" whispered Edward not wanting to give up. A thought worming through him…what if he turned him first? Someone got his venom straight into Harry's heart? He'd begin turning almost immediately…his soul wouldn't have a chance to leave would it?
Alice stilled as she began having a vision, staring straight ahead at nothing. Edward as always when he was within distance saw the vision as if it were his own. He saw exactly what Alice saw and his hope was restored.
"I'll be right back," said Edward excitement in his voice for the first time in what felt like an eternity yet it was only twelve hours or so. He wasn't sure time seemed suspended for him he cared for nothing other than getting his mate back.
"Where is he going?" Jasper asked his wife.
"He needs to turn Harry, it's the only way it will work," said Alice sweetly, Harry would be back with them soon. She had seen him as a vampire; he looked ten times more gorgeous than ever.
Edward returned with a huge needled syringe filled with some sort of solution.
"Just where do you think you're putting that?" squeaked Sirius his eyes huge.
Severus pressed his lips together stifling his amusement, who would have thought Black had a fear of needles? He was almost shaking just seeing it- too bad he hadn't known that in school. That would have been good material to use on the bullying toe rag. Remus though wasn't surprised so obviously he had known all about it.
"Into Harry's heart," said Edward, "It's my venom." explaining further.
"Are you sure its going to work?" asked Sirius breathlessly standing well out of the way of the needle his heart jumping about his ribs. He hated his stupid fear of the damn things, his mother hadn't helped him any - she'd forced him to get every vaccine under the sun. Hoping he'd get over his fears, because it wasn't 'pureblood' of him.
"If Alice saw it, it happens." said Jasper sticking up for his wife, who's visions had never once led them stray.
"Do it," said Severus, he didn't turn away like Sirius and Remus did when Edward plunged the needle straight into Harry's heart. He had seen more horrific things than this during his days as a Death Eater. Those would all stay with him throughout the rest of his days.
Once the venom was in, Severus cast the spell again, this time without interference. His heart began beating, and at the same time the venom began working its way through Harry's body.
"It's working," breathed Edward in awe.
"Will he wake?" asked Remus hoarsely, hating the thought of Harry in pain.
Alice stilled for a few seconds, before nodding her head sadly, at least he'd only feel it for a day. "Only half the transformation." she said quietly. Since Edward had used a lot of venom, Harry would only be transforming for two days apposed to the normal three days from a single bite.
"Would a potion have bad affects?" asked Severus his voice hopeful.
"It wouldn't work," said Alice quietly, nothing did - it would just be burnt away by the venom and human blood that lingers in the tissues.
"He's alive I suppose that's all that matters," said Severus pulling himself together. He was finding it extremely difficult to keep his eyes open, he hadn't had much sleep yesterday and now he'd gone all night without sleeping. Sirius and Remus were the same.
"We can tell Draco in the morning, hopefully he's at least getting some sleep," said Sirius moving his neck from side to side, trying to wake himself up a little.
"You are all going to get some sleep, Harry will be fine - I'll be here for him." said Edward bluntly. "None of you are any good to Harry sleep deprived."
"He has a good point, it's the full moon in three days…I'll need to go to Black Manor for it…and I need to keep myself in moderate health otherwise the transformation is even more painful." said Remus.
Stiflingly yet another yawn, Severus nodded curtly, he smoothed over Harry's hair, basking in the knowledge his son was coming back to him. Thanking every major deity that he was back, he finally left the room and back to the one he was temporarily using. If he was no mistaken it was Alice and Jaspers room. It was a good guess judging by the amount of history books that surrounded the room. Draco and Angela were sleeping in Rosalie and Emmett's bed. Sirius and Remus were sleeping in Carlisle and Esme's room. The spare rooms didn't have beds, and all Wizards were extremely magically spent and couldn't conjure a small stone never mind a bed and keep it that way.
Two days later Harry woke up as a new born vampire, coherent, remembering everything. Unfortunately he couldn't spend too much time with the 'human's' because of his thirst. He was terrified he hurt them, and he also couldn't leave the house being dead. He was for most a normal new born vampire, thinking only of drinking and the thirst. He only had moments of clarity, every now and again.
-0 End Of Flash Back 0-
"I have something I need to tell you Harry," said Edward inhaling his mates scent. Happy beyond measure that his Harry was back, the craze from the new born years was gone. The only thing he missed was Harry's green eyes, but it was a fair trade. The fear that Harry wouldn't keep his magic had been for naught. He had kept his magic; unfortunately it was only recently he'd been given his wand back.
"What's wrong?" asked Harry, even his voice was different; it was alluring, high pitched even to his own ears. He had grown used to it, and loved to seduce Edward with his voice now. He grinned like canary just thinking about last night, Edward didn't need to hold back anymore, he could hold his own against his husband. He was glad they were leaving, he wanted to get out, he was sick of being cooped up in the house all the time.
"James visits your grave…" said Edward wary of Harry's reaction.
"He does?" asked Harry surprised.
"Yes, he expresses his regret that he couldn't change things that he wished to speak to you. That he'd held on a little longer and stayed, maybe help you or save you. He speaks to you about Eric, how changed he is…he works in the Creature department in the Ministry of magic. Promoting fair laws of Werewolves and vampires and even Vela's." said Edward quietly, "He divorced Lily two years ago, when he realized she didn't care about her children. Just the status that came along with being James Potter's wife and the boy-who-lives mother or rather who they thought it was. He really is devastated by what happened to you. He left to make you happy and keep you safe…and it didn't work."
"So what do you want me to do?" asked Harry.
"I don't want you to do anything for me, I want you to do it for you, and him, finally lay your demons to rest." said Edward softly.
"Is that why you picked England?" asked Harry wryly.
"No, that wasn't my decision, it was Carlisle and Severus'," said Edward.
Harry thought long and hard on it, did he want to forgive James for everything he had done? He realized, he should, because if James hadn't given him up - he wouldn't have all this. Perhaps Edward was right, maybe it was time to let go off the past and look forward to the future.
"Okay, I will." said Harry with finality. He'd forgive James, maybe get to know him but he wasn't going to take it too far.
"Do you know if they ever figured out who the spy was? Or that he did?" asked Harry quietly.
Edward smiled softly, "Yes, he interrogated the remaining Death Eaters…in America to find out. Then when he got home, he had him arrested as a traitor - Mundungus Fletcher received the Dementor's kiss, your father pushed for full punishment. The Minister was all too happy to agree to it."
"Oh," said Harry very surprised, maybe his biological father had changed.
"Come on, lets go the plane is waiting," said Edward, they'd hired a private jet to get them there.
"Do you think we can have a proper wedding this time?" questioned Harry; it was a sore spot for him still after two years. He was still waiting on his first dance with his husband. Dancing to music in his house with his husband didn't count really.
"If that's what you want, that's what I'll make happen," said Edward his voice full of promise. He on the other hand had just been too glad to get his mate back to care about a dance. It seemed as though Harry still felt robbed, hopefully not for much longer.
"Thank you," said Harry, and both men made their way to the car, Harry of course had to wear a baseball cap, and a long jacket so nobody would recognize him. He'd already said goodbye to Draco, who was staying behind, but looking forward to seeing him at Christmas when he planned on visiting.
Harry and Edward shared the same car as Leah and Severus on the way to Seattle airport. Severus had figured out what had happened, just as he had sworn to do. He had bonded to Leah, somehow the imprinting and his magic had co-joined. He hadn't aged in two years, and he began to suspect he never would. It was quite a daunting thought, but he chose to see it for what it was - a gift. As long as Leah continued changing, they'd live forever. That was how the spell had healed so quickly, it was as if he had received some of Leah's super healing abilities. Harry had expressed his sheer delight at the thought, that someone from his 'Wizarding' life would always be with him.
England here they come. One thing for certain - James Potter was in for one hell of a surprise.
The end or is it? is there anything you'd like to see happen or shall i put the COMPLETE sign up? and lay another story to rest :) all suggestions on what you want to see happen are welcomed! in a day or two if nothing has come up i'll put the complete sign up...so children? what about Sirius and remus? will sirius be turned into a vampire? and Severus figure out away to turn remus into a shapeshifter? mixing Seths blood into a potion? twisting his lancapthroy (spelled wrong i know! lol) will angela and draco always remain away from the rest nearly all the time raising their own family? would you like to see draco have a big family or just one child? did he recieve his family fortune? Leah always wanted a child didnt she or have i been reading too many fanfictions? lol anyway R&R please! tell me what you thought of it! xD