AN: Well, this story is almost finished. Just one more chapter after this, and then the epilogue. I know many readers are wanting to see Harry and Daphne go through the rest of the year's, but I have been struggling with writers block on this story, but I wanted to finish it and I did.

When I began this story I wanted to see if I could do a multi-year fix, since I have been having trouble writing fanfiction for a while now. It seems whenever I get an idea, I hit dead ends and have to bail on the story. I wanted to prove to myself that I can still write good stories.

So thank you to all of my readers for taking this journey with me, and sticking with me through my writers block.

(Harry's pov)

Daphne, Draco and I were working on our Potions essay in the library, and looking up information regarding the properties of ingredients used in the Confusing Concoction. The essay revolved why certain ingredients had to be added in very specific ways, like how some ingredients don't mix well together if one is not completely dissolved, or how some react badly to heat.

After a while I needed to get up because my legs were going numb, so I told the rest of the Silver Trio, as I heard us being called by older Slytherins, and a few Ravenclaws, that I was going for a short walk.

No sooner than the library door closed, I was accosted by one of my least favorite people.

(Ginny's pov)

I sat in the Gryffindor Common Room pretending to work on a History of Magic essay, while listening in on Parvati Patil's and Lavender Brown's gossip on everything they saw in Hogsmeade earlier today. I was hoping to hear news of what Harry had done, since I saw him leaving with his Death Eater friends.

"And did you see what I saw?" Lavender asked Parvati.

"Depends on what you saw."

"I saw the Harry Potter with Daphne Greengrass!"

"So? Aren't they friends anyway?" Parvati asked.

"Well yeah, but they weren't with the other Slytherins. It was just the two of them!"

"You mean?" Parvati asked wide eyed

"Like they were on a date! It was so sweet! I'm so jealous!"

I grew angrier with each word. There is no way Harry is dating that harlot. She must of misinterpreted what she saw, or perhaps she didn't notice the other snakes that had to have been with them.

I stood up, and left the Common Room, stating that I needed to go to the library. Instead I had planned to search for Harry, and tell him to stay away from the blonde Slytherin whore.

I eventually found him alone, leaving the library.

"Hey Harry." I flirted. He sighed in annoyance.

"Leave me alone Weaselette."

"Don't you want to get to know the future Mrs Potter?" I asked. He smirked.

"I already do."

"I don't believe you understand Harry. You and I are betrothed. We are going to be married before my 17th birthday. That means that you can't hang out with that Slytherin girl anymore. You can't hold her hand or spend time with her outside of class. I let it slide when you did it at the Welcoming Feast, since you were raised as a muggle. To a pureblood, a guy holding a girl's hand is a sign of intent. That you plan to marry her. Any time out of class should be spent with me, since you will marry me anyway."

"Actually, I am betrothed, but not to you The marriage contract with you is void, as it was never legal. I will never marry you, and you will never be Lady Potter. I am happy with my betrothed. Also, it will be in your best interest to leave me and my friends alone."

"You can't do that to me Harry! We will be married and I won't let some whore like Greengrass take what is mine!" I was surprised when his eyes darkened eerily.

"Never call Daphne a whore. You are the whore, wanting something you will never have, and acting as if you own me. News flash Weaselette, you don't own me and you will never hold the title of Lady Potter."

After that Harry Potter walked back to the library, probably to be close to the Death Eater slut.

I glared at the library door, before storming to Dumbledore's office, only to find that he isn't even here.

(Daphne's pov)

I watched as Harry walked back into the library, a darkened look on his otherwise emotionless face.

"What happened Harry?"

"Weaselette."

"Same old?"

"Yeah. She told me that I am not allowed to hang out with you because she believes that I belong to her, like she owns me. I believe that I put her in her place."

That was the end of that discussion. We continued on our homework before heading to the Great Hall for Dinner.

At dinner Professor Snape came down, and handed Harry a note. I looked over his shoulder, wondering what the note said. It was from Professor Lupin.

"What does he want?"

"Well, he was friends with my father."

"What are you going to do?"

"I don't know. Perhaps I should meet with him, see where he stands in this war. If he is strictly pro-Dumbledore, I will know not to be alone with him. I at least need to know why he hasn't come visit me and Padfoot. Perhaps I should talk to Sirius before I meet with him, he can at least tell me what I should watch out for. If Lupin has been brainwashed by Dumbledore we will need to get him away from the manipulative old man."

"You have an hour before you have to meet with him. Go and talk to Sirius and see what he thinks."

"Ok, will you come with me when I meet with him?" He asked me as I nodded.