Title: Prompts
Author: ValeryaPotter
Disclaimer: Nothing that is written here is mine. I do not make profit of this. Every character mentioned belongs to people like JK Rowling.

Stars – sequel of 11

Pairing: Godric/Harry

Harry could still feel Godric's cool hand on his cheek, reminding him that it had not been a dream. Seeing him, Eric and Sanguini, he had missed them. And of course the feces of the attending when it was clear that he knew vampires. He would never forget that memory.

- Flash back-

Slughorn and Worple had shaken themselves out of their shock at seeing the Chosen one so close to a vampire.
Slughorn swallowed, "Harry, my boy, you know these… Men?" the nervous tic in his forehead betrayed Slughorn's disgust for the vampires. Disgust sheared by Worple, the supposed blood brother.

"Why, yes. I do, since I was very young in fact. I'm very happy you invited them, sir. I really missed them." he said, a smirk on his face, feeling Godric's hand move from his cheek to his lower back.

The color drained from the men's faces, it was Worple that outed the thought they both were thinking, "But they are monsters, surely you, as the Chosen One, must agree with me. These… Animals…"
He couldn't finish, interrupted by 3 hissing vampires he turned to Harry for support, finding none.
"For someone who wrote a book on them and 'considers' himself a blood brother, you obviously haven't learned a thing from them. Pity." Harry said, turning back to the 3 vampires he started a conversation, happily ignoring the 2 men behind him, trying to get his attention.

What made him happier was the fact that Godric's hand had not once left it place on his lower back.

-End flash back-

The next morning it had gone around that Harry was friend with 3 vampires, some feared him for it, some admired it and those that hated it, well, let them stew. Godric had a nice conversation with the headmaster, resulting I Godric taking Harry back to America. And Harry couldn't be happier.

Now, Harry laid here, in Bon Temps, on the roof of Eric's club, hand in hand with his mate, watching the stars.