Agony uncles

Teddy Remus Lupin

Teddy was storming through the castle. That's what one might think looking at him. Whereas what in fact was happening was, he was running. Running away scared. In his heart he knew. He was a 24 years old man and a professor, and he was running scared like a little boy. What hurt his heart is he was running away from the people he used to go to when he was a little boy and scared.

The jumble of emotions were so cloudy, that Teddy didn't see where he was heading and he ran into a hard body. Strong arms wrapped around his body as both of them staggered. The said arms held him firm while the person tried to balance. Teddy laughed while he righted himself and looked up.

And there he was, professor Neelay Patel of transfiguration. Teddy noticed himself holding on to a very broad and masculine set of shoulders. His beautiful brown skin with a light stubble looked inviting to him. Wow, they make them differently in India. He thought.

When he noticed his own train of thought, he let go off the man like he had been burnt.

"Professor Lupin. I have been searching for you all over." The Transfiguration Professor said.

"Oh?"

"Headmistress has called an urgent meeting, before the classes for the day can start. We have to hurry."

Teddy sobered by man's words.

"Ofcourse."

He meant to pass by the Transfiguration professor as he moved towards the Headmistress's office, when he felt a hand encircle his wrist to stop him. Teddy closed his eyes, in prayer for strength. When he turned to look at the other professor, he was looking worried.

"What is it, Professor Patel?"

He let go off moon by Teddy's hand. Not before He notice the subtle caress on his wrist with his fingers.

"You have to come with me, Professor Lupin; Professor Kalan won't open her chambers."

"What do you mean. May be she isn't in there."

"I know she is in there, it's like she just can't hear us. May be a silencing spell or something."

Teddy sighed, "Yeah let's go."

They went a few corridors up, before stopping outside the Astrology Professor's living Quarters.

Teddy knocked on it. There was no response. Then he banged a few times calling her name.

"Are you sure she is in there?" Teddy asked the Man.

"Positive." Teddy didn't argue back.

"Fine. Can you please step back for a minute, Professor Patel." He asked.

He frowned, "Why?"

Teddy looked at the man and frowned back. "How long do we have before the meeting starts?"

Without another word the man stepped back a few feet.

Teddy wasn't a rude fellow and he definitely didn't want to seem that way to this man, but today was just getting on his nerves. Not only did his family was having crisis, on top of that Teddy was having his own set of crisis. So he did not let himself dwell on the guilt of being a prat to the beautiful man. While he was at that, he forgave himself for thinking that way too.

Teddy leaned in the door, and gave a password to the portrait, which immediately swung open.

He turned to the other man and gestured him towards the open door. His eyes were huge, then some kind of idea seemed to settle on his face.

"How did you? Eh. Are you and..." Teddy understood the man's line of thinking, if in his shoes, he would have thought the same thing.

Teddy smiled at Professor Patel.

"The Headmistress and all the Heads of the Houses have a common password which gets them in anywhere. It's for Safety purposes."

"Oh." the other man smiled at Teddy, making him skip a heartbeat.

"That would mean a lot of mischief, if any of the students find out. No wonder you didn't want me to hear it."

Teddy didn't reply. He was sure his nervousness must be obvious on his face and he didn't want to make the situation worse. He turned around and went into the rooms. He had never been to Professor Tatiana Kalan's quarters. They were on friendly terms, yes, but they hadn't been close enough to have tea on a Sunday mornings in each other's quarters. Yet he knew where her chambers were.

He called her name, and so did Professor Patel entering after him.

"I don't think she is around." Teddy said looking around the rooms. They were empty.

"Wait, that door is open. May be she is on the balcony."

The other man walked towards the open doors. Teddy stood at his spot not bothering to move. The man will let him know if she was there or not, and then he will be free to leave. He looked around the rooms. They were decorated with stars, neon stars on the ceiling, the muggle kind Lily used to have on her bedroom ceiling, saying it reminded her of Ravenclaw Tower. Which Teddy had visited in his school days, which he thought was really beautiful indeed. The fact, that he will never admit to a student, hence he didn't, and had just smiled at the girl and helped her put it up. Around the room there were dream catchers on every nook and cranny. This women either loved the eccentric things or she just had a lot of dreams to catch. Other than that the rooms were kept perfectly clean, and poised.

He noticed the other professor hadn't spoken in a while. So he traced his steps towards the balcony door.

"What happen?" Teddy asked as he came to stand beside him. The man had his mouth open and was staring out towards the balcony, looking shocked.

When he himself looked out, he found himself flustered too and his mouth fell open.

It was Professor Beatrix Kalan. She was laying on the floor. The balcony was quite big, enclosed with glass all around. The whole space was covered with herbs and plants. Many were colourful creepers hung from the ceilings. The gardens were really well taken care of. They were looking at greenhouse gardens in Professor Kalan's chambers.

Still, What actually had both men flustered was the sight of their fellow colleague, who was naked. Right above her was a glass domed ceiling of the greenhouse. Her eyes were closed and she seemed to be sunbathing.

It was been minutes before Teddy could wrap his head around what he was seeing. A beautiful woman, he had never given a second glance to, was lying their naked. Her beautiful dirty blond hair sprawled around her head like a halo. The contented look on her face. Her beautiful body, was everything a man can dream of.

He shook his head and looked at the Man beside him. He was now facing Teddy looking uncomfortable, yet he kept sneaking glances at the Woman.

Teddy reached beside him and knocked loudly on the doorway. "Professor Kalan."

The woman visibly took a deep breath without opening her eyes, still maintaining the contented look on her face. Then she opened her eyes, and turned her look towards where the door was.

"Professor Lupin, Professor Patel. How nice to see you. Came to join me with my Meditation?" She asked them with a brilliant smile. Like her being naked on the floor, looking a treat to ravish in front of two of her colleagues wasn't a big deal, and perfectly normal.

"Eh..." the Teddy cleared his throat, "Forgive us for the intrusion, Madam, but we knocked, may be there was a silencing charm."

The woman pushed on the palms on her hands and pulled herself halfway, like one might lounge on a beach, her leg slightly curving in a way that hid her privates. Her breasts moved together, showing the ample shape of them, like an offering. The pose made her look even more sensual.

"Yeah. It's because of that poltergeist. I need complete silence for my practises. Was there something important i needed to know?" She asked.

"Yeah. Headmistress has called an urgent meeting."

"Oh." She said.

She then turned the other way and rose up. If any of them was a gentleman, they would have left and given her the privacy. Teddy though was mesmerised by her fluid motions and her supple body. And the way she was unworried about flaunting it. His heart was probably gonna explode at the end of the day, by the way the day had started and the way it was going.

She walked towards a table nearby and dawned on herself a simple yellow summer dress that flowed till her toes, right in front of them. Her back facing them as she pulled her head out of it and combed it with her fingers. The dress had a backless sort of hole which showed off her skin.

She turned to them with a smile. "Thank you for coming to get me, Professors. Let's go."

Is she gonna wear that in January? In Scotland?

She passed from between them and into her living room. Both of them turned to look at her like obedient little crups. They watched her walk towards one of the hooks near the door leading outside, the movement of her hips, swirling skirt around her thighs. Now that they know that she wore nothing under that dress, it felt sensual. She grabbed a robe and pulled it on over her dress and turned to them.

"Aren't you coming?"

They both looked at one another, and then back to her. But she was already gone. They both found themselves adjusting their robes and then following her. Teddy closed the door securely. He was glad the other professor didn't hear the password, he would have hated for her to find herself in a terrible situation, given the fact that she was clearly incapable of judging one as being so...

Now Teddy was at loss of words to describe her, even in his own head.

Lily Luna Potter

If predictably-unpredictable was a slogan, then James Sirius Potter would be the Posterboy.

James's broad frame was crowding the doorframe, like he had been nose pressed to the door while it was closed moments ago, brooding over what was going on inside.

"Why are you standing here? Living room doesn't have enough sitting space?" Lily asked her brother.

"What were you two doing inside with the door closed?" He brother asked Scorpius.

"Talking about our life, James."

Lily answered. Scorpius was standing in between both of them, while the two siblings talked over his shoulder.

"You shouldn't talk alone with boys where no one can see you." James told his sister with a frown, like a medieval lord taking to a maiden.

"You are right, brother. We wouldn't want Scorpius to knock me up. Again."

James frown dissolved as his eyes widened and he rushed towards Lily. In his haste he shoved Scorpius aside, into the door really, and definitely on purpose. He wrapped his arms around Lily.

"Lils."

She had been dreading meeting her oldest brother. She has wanted it to be as later as possible. But when James hugged her, she felt like she was 5 years old again. When she used to think, James hung the moon in the sky. She tightened her hold on her brother.

How could she have thought she can do this without him. No matter what, James had always been her protector and her partner in crime. He was a little short tempered but he had the kindest of hearts. Her kids would be the luckiest in the world to have an uncle like him. And she started crying. She couldn't help it. It was James. Here she was all alone, with an unsteady future; feeling like the little girl with a broken leg by the tree, and who could help her but her brother.

"Shh Lils. I am here. Please don't cry." He echoed the same sentence he had said to her years ago, when he was eight and had carried her home. It somehow made her cry harder into him.

James just let her. Smoothing her hair. When she was able to, she said in between the sniffles.

"Why did you come so late. Don't you know I can't do this without you." Looking up at him.

"I am sorry, Lily. I came as soon as I heard. I promise. You know I won't put anything before my sister."

And another set of tears started.

Scorpius Malfoy

Scorpius left the room, the minute Lily started crying. Not because he couldn't stand it, but because it felt like too private a moment between the siblings for him to intrude upon. He made his way into the living room.

Albus was browsing through the book shelves, while Ginny and Harry were on the three seater sofa talking quietly. Scorpius just stood there unsure. There were doubts going through his head that he didn't think anyone will understand.

"Scorp?" Ginny said. "Is everything okay?"

"Eh. James is in there with Lily."

"Oh. Did he say anything to you?" She asked with a worried expression.

"No. He...

Ginny stood up and came near him. She pressed the back of her hand to his forehead. "You are not warm. Come sit."

She pulled him to sit in between Harry and herself.

Yeah, it will make him feel better to sit between his stepfather and his ex-wife, he thought sarcastically.

Ginny put a hand on his shoulder, Harry was looking at him with concern. Albus came to sit on the chair in front of them, a closed book on his lap. He gave his full attention to Scorpius.

"She was crying." He told them. "I mean she just saw James and she started crying."

"It's okay, Scorp. There is nothing to worry about." Ginny told him sympathetically.

Scorpius was too tired and just couldn't stop himself. "But I don't remember seeing her cry at all through this. Am I? Didn't she feel safe enough to let out her emotions?"

Scorpius let his head fall in his hands. He had cried, and he was boy and she hadn't. And here he was complaining about it. What is wrong with him? Had his sanity completely left him?

"Scorpius." Ginny said. Scorpius looked up at her, hoping that may be she will have answers.

"It wasn't you, it's James. He is her older brother. Having 6 brothers, I understand it. With Her oldest brother, a girl just has a different relationship. He is kind of a parental figure, yet he will be her friend if need be, a shoulder to cry on and her protector. Bill was like that, I thought the sun arose and set on him. He was my hero."

Scorpius just stared at her. How was that supposed to help him? He wondered.

"Wait. So you mean James is Lily's favourite brother?" Albus piped up. Scorpius straighten to look at his best friend, with a thought of giving him a matching mark on his other cheek. Albus himself wore an expression of shock and betrayal. WTF is wrong with this family, Scorpius wondered.

"No, Albus. I didn't mean that. You just share a different sort of bond." Ginny clarified to him, Scorpius's questions forgotten.

"No. No. You meant that James will be the favourite uncle if it's left upto just Lily. She might make him the Godfather." Albus said with wide eyed horror on his face.

Scorpius just stared at his friend, wondering if he had done something unusual which might have led him to an alternate reality, where nothing and no one made sense.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Albus asked him.

Scorpius kept staring him. He wanted him to squirm, which he did.

Albus then turned his face to his parents, looking a little uncomfortable.

"Well I am still not out of the league. I am his best friend," he said pointing to Scorpius, "I will be the favourite uncle from the baby's father's choice. I will be the Godfather Ofcourse. We will just convince Lily to choose the Godmother instead."

Scorpius groaned at Albus, "Seriously Al, if you don't stop talking, I will make James the Godfather."

Albus frowned but kept his mouth shut.

Lily Luna Potter

By the time Lily had joined everybody back in the living room, Draco had returned to his chambers. He was sitting beside Ginny. James and Albus were talking on the other side of the room. Scorpius was nowhere to be seen.

"Where is dad?" She asked the group.

"Right here." Her dad said coming out of a door. She hadn't explored the quarters yet so she wasn't sure where he had been coming from.

Her dad walked towards her and wrapped his arm around her shoulders. She laid her head on his shoulder and her hand on his stomach. Her father's familiar embrace was calming. She closed her eyes.

"How are you, princess?"

"Hate it." She murmured.

"I would too." He whispered back. "But you could handle it, couldn't you?"

He asked her a very serious look on his face.

She nodded in his shoulder and pulled away.

She went to sit near her mother. When she reached them, Draco extended his hand to her. He pulled her to sit between him and her mother. Her mother was facing her, crossed legged on the sofa. Draco had one of his legs folded under him and other dangling to the floor. Both of them were relaxed, and seemed to be in deep conversation until she came. Her father came to stand behind the sofa, laying his hands at the head rest.

The minute she sat down, her mother smoothed Lily's hair back over her shoulder.

"You okay?"

"Yeah." She said and turned to Draco.

"What are you guys talking about."

Draco shrugged. Which indicated that he and her mother had been in the middle of a gossiping session, the only time he appeared to be relaxed, ever.

"Nothing of importance." He told her.

Draco and her mother were friends. She always thought it was due to the fact that his late wife and Ginny had been best Friends. Loss of her might have brought them together. There never appeared to be any animosity over Draco marrying her ex-husband. It was a weird friendship if one thought about it, but for the Potter-Malfoy-Wesleys, it had been a norm.

She burrowed into the back of the sofa and turned to her mom, "You know mom, I might have a theory as to why Islet likes to gossip so much."

Her mother wrinkled her mouth at Lily.

"Where is Scorpius?" Her father asked from behind the sofa where he stood.

"He was a little worked up, and Albus won't stop talking to him. So Draco sent him to take a walk." Her mother said.

That is when James came towards their group and took a seat.

"So Lils when do you want the wedding to be?" He said.

The whole group fell silent.

"What are you talking about?" Lily asked her brother.

Now everyone was looking at her. Their matching expressions of surprise.

"What?" She said.

Albus hurried over to them and sat beside James, at the edge of the seat.

"Wow! Instead of fighting over god-father we should have been talking about this."

"Godfather?" Lily was confused now. She was starting to think this was why the infalliable Scorpius Malfoy had gotten worked up and left.

"I thought she was a Ravenclaw, isn't being smart their brand?." Albus said to James.

"May she did what dad did, she tricked the Hat?" James replied.

"I didn't trick the hat, it was a request." Her dad told them.

Lily felt Draco's hand on her arm, "Lily?"

Lily opened her mouth to say something, reply to him or ask him something, yet the thoughts and questions and all the insinuations of what James had said, was clogging her brain.

"You don't want to get married?" Draco asked her instead.

Lily's eyes widened.

"Ofcourse she does. No Godchild of mine would be bastard." James said with a frown.

"James! Language!" Ginny shouted at him.

"Well I am sorry. She is getting married though. I will get that white rabbit to propose if it is the last thing I do."

"Shut up, James. Don't you dare interfere between us. Don't you dare put such thoughts in his head." Lily told him, scandalised.

Nobody! Absolutely nobody gets to decide to whom she should get married.

Harry rounded from behind the couch and came to stand in the middle of their group.

"James, Albus, leave us please. We need to have a private conversation."

"Dad!..." James started when he was interrupted by his father,

"James just do as I say. Please go take a walk."

A minute later both of the boys walked out the front door.

Draco stood up, gestured for Harry to take his place, He himself then took the seat James had vacated opposite her.

"Lil...

"Dad please. I think Scorpius and I should discuss this before we could discuss what James said."

Her heart was thudding like mad in her chest.

All of them exchanged a look that she didn't understand.

"Lily. How do you think you mother and I became such good friends? How do you think, your parents, Blaise and I; managed to have good relations?" Draco asked her.

"I... I never thought about it. It's.. it has always been natural for us. We never thought anything about it."

"Good. That's how we intended it to seem. You kids were our first priority at the time. We worked on our differences, we helped each other whenever we could, however we could."

"I don't understand what you are getting at." Lily told him.

"Your children should come first now Lily. I know how hard it is to give up our freedom and our dreams we have when we're young. But when a new life comes along that depends on us, our dreams modify themselves. We do everything in our power to keep our children safe."

Suddenly Lily felt the weight of the world settled on her shoulders. Until yesterday, her life had been wide open and full of possibilities. There was a rebellion in her that could have brought an army down if they got in her way. She was free. Free to pursue knowledge, power, love, while she travelled around the world, deserts, forests, villages, cities and caves. She wanted to explore the world the way she explored her own mind, she wanted to go seeking for the secrets of the universe. Now… Now it seemed like the new reality had grown multiple fangs and had sunk in deeper into her sensibilities. She no longer felt weightless. She no longer felt …..

"I... I know things will change." She said with a small voice, her gaze distant. She was breaking on the inside. "Scorpius and I will have to adjust... but marriage..."

Her mother squeezed her shoulder lightly, the touch seemed disgusting to her at that moment, like her dark thoughts could touch her. She pulled herself away from it. "No one will force you. All we want to say is, relationships need work, a lot of work. But harder is taking care of a baby. We worry that it would be even harder to raise a child without a partner."

"Scorpius won't let her be alone." Draco said.

"I know he won't. He is a very clever and responsible young man." Ginny told him.

She turned to Lily's dad who had been quiet. "What are you thinking, Harry?"

"The baby needs to be safe." He said with a serious expression.

Lily found her ears ringing as she sprang up from her seat and ran out of Draco's quarters.

Ginny had been an aggressive child, and an aggressive teenager. Her aggressiveness had made her attractive to Harry, when he thinks about it now. She had been fierce in everything she had ever done, she was kind and loyal, she was fearless and didn't give a shit about other people's opinions of her. Above it all, she had belonged to the family of the safest people he had ever known in his life, the Weasleys. To Harry she had been the opposite of his upbringing. She made him feel safe and stable. She represented fierce protectiveness and kindness. She represented opposite of what Dursleys were.

After the war, they had found their career niches, and they had found support in one another. Their love had been passionate and young. Harry had not only fallen for Ginny Weasley, he had stayed mad about her for as far as his memory goes. He had never fallen out of love with her. His love had changed its forms as they had grown into a relationship, became parents and then had separated as friends. She represented, what she had always represented to Harry, his Family.

It had absolutely devastated Harry when she had fallen in the worst phase of her life. It was heartbreaking for Harry to see the strongest person that he knew, the person he thought of as larger than life, breaking. Breaking to the point of no return.

Ginny had been the rock of Harry's life. Ron had been his brother, he knew he would stand by Harry no matter what, like his own shadow. Hermione was the voice of his conscious itself, she was that deeply ingrained in his character. But Ginny, she had been his North Star. If she existed, he knew where to go. He not only loved her, he worshipped her very being. When she broke, that is when Harry had realised how much of a failure he was as a husband. In putting Ginny on a pedestal, how much he had burdened her. He had not let her be a human. She had been obligated to be perfect, to have it all together, to be the protector, to take it all on herself.

When she fell, Harry fell. That's when He understood just how much of his power was from the people around him. He had just been the same boy in cupboard under the stairs in his heart.

Everyone thought that it had been because of the sudden death of their best friend Luna, that had triggered Ginny Breakdown, but Harry knew she had been deteriorating. She had been falling further and further for a long time. He hadn't realised just how severe the stresses of her career and the kids have gotten. Of how much she was taking on herself, never thinking that she could break.

After the death of Luna, Ginny was a goner. She had shut herself. She had been unable to handle yet another death of her loved one. She kept on thinking of Fred. She would look at Teddy and remember his parents. She would cry until her head would hurt, because she couldn't't protect anyone. She felt powerless. She felt like her could never do right by her own children. She would lean on Harry, and Harry would feel powerless to help her. He couldn't fix anything. He couldn't reassure her or do anything that might help. All he can see was his children now had two falling parents. They had consulted with therapist after therapist for months, because Ginny just won't listen or let anyone in but Harry. That had been until they have found from Draco, the retreat centre run by Synthia Zabini. Ginny at first did a few weeks. Then, a few months. Then she spent the whole next year serving there at the retreat. In service of others she found her mental footing again. But this time, was a productive service, not the overindulging, or self destructive. She had become a new person now.

Harry had to pull together for their children, he had become more or less a single father, and he couldn't say he was any good at it or that it was easy. It had only served to make him realise how Ginny had felt. He had cried every night. Every night he would see everyone breaking around them once again. The only thing that kept him going was, their children, who depended on him. Harry had waited and waited for her to return. He had waited while he took on the responsibility of a single father. The wait and the responsibility, had shown Harry how much he had relied on Ginny. How... just how destructive Harry's presence have been for Ginny.

He didn't wait after that. He just knew that when she came back it wouldn't be them against the world anymore.

That is when he had gone into his own destructive mode. He did not understand it at the time. He didn't understand that yet again people had taken on his burden on his behest. It had taken Draco Malfoy, a newly widowed, single father; to sit him down and pound into him what he had been doing. The kids would be shuttled between, Potters' Manor, Malfoy Manor and the Burrow. Draco took on most of the children's weight, he seemed to be diverting his mind from his own memories of his wife by replacing his free time taking care of 5 little children, including his own.

But when enough had been enough, Draco had pulled him out of it. There was no comparison between Ginny and Draco. They both were two different parts of his life, two aspects of Harry himself. Ginny had been the protector, while Draco was the healer. The therapist have detangled his mind for him, showing him how that they both played a part in his life. Since the moment Harry entered the Wizarding world, they both have been there, shaping his life, every step the way. If Ron and Hermione were the part of his very person, then Draco and Ginny were the paths his life had taken. Ginny saved him, she took him in herself, she loved him back to be a whole person again, after he had been torn to pieces by the War. He had needed love, and she had given him it, she had enabled him enough to come into his own, to be comfortable in his own being. Draco, whereas, was in a way opposite of Ginny, from the very start. He had been an antagonist. At first he had been the mirror image of Dudley, spoilt and entitled. Then he had seen him change into this broken teenager. After the war he had seen Draco in a new light, he could see him change and flourish as he grew into Luna's love and support. He had developed into his own and better self. Harry had seen him nurture friendships with the unlikely Weasleys. The most amusing was the dynamic of Ron and Draco, as Pansy driven Ron mad in love and Draco had relished in Ron's pain at first. Then, Draco had helped Ron with his feelings and making Pansy falling in love with him. The whole overdeal had give n Harry as break from his own overthinking. The charting around and the holidays taken to help Ron, included Teddy, James, Albus, Scorpius and Lily. Draco and Harry had gotten a change of pace and they had gotten the time to spend more and more time with their children. Harry could see this new life now, a life without Ginny. The life with his friends, his children and Ginny as his friend. He sunk into the knowledge that it will all get better.

When, Ginny had returned, as Harry had expected, they hadn't been able to work together. She had broken up with him, she wished to return as a part time worker. She had started coaching Pro Quidditch, helping the kids grow into better versions of themselves. . Harry had let her go, because she had given him the most of herself and he knew she needed to be herself again. She had trudged a new path of self discovery, of becoming a version of herself that would make her happy, and so that his children and him, can have a whole Ginny. Harry wasn't particularly alone, no, he had Ron, Hermione, their other friends and the Weasleys.

Then there was Draco, blending in the background for years, letting Luna take over, letting her help him make a better man. She included him and encouraged him to show his real personality, to make friends. After Luna he had been lost, holding on to Scorpius's hand like his child was the sole reason he wasn't dead too. Harry had found himself spending more time with him rather than the others. At first he had told himself it was to help Draco and Scorpius. He wanted to save Draco from what Ginny have gone through. But Draco was made of stronger stuff than Harry. Draco took over the duties of Ginny, he supported Harry and took care of the kids. Harry found that he sought Draco because he was the only one who would understand him, they shared the sorrow of loosing their best friends and loves of their lives. The closer they got, the more Draco impacted Harry.

Draco was not an enabler or the one to drown in self pity with Harry, like he had expected. He would challenge Harry every step of the way, he would make Harry confront his fears and shortcomings. Harry tried to stay away many times for self preservation, but he always found himself back to Draco. The more he gave into Draco's friendship, the more he saw himself emerge into a new person. A good father, a good Auror, a leader, the protector, a friend. He found himself whole enough to fulfil all the duties that were laid in front of him. He no longer had to do anything, he got to do what he wanted. To bring in the experiences and people he wanted to. He got to give his children a stable and loving childhood that he didn't receive. And it had all been because of Draco Malfoy.

He even found fulfilment in his career, a new identity for himself. Harry had always been curious, and as he climbed the ladder as an Auror, the cases to be in the field dwindled. His curious nature had made him better at the detective work and then his open personality had made him a natural leader, not to mention his reputation and his experience in the war helped every bit. Draco called him a brand in himself, he was an asset to ministry and the society. Harry had taken it as an insult at first, thinking of himself as the poster boy for the ministry, but soon enough he had learned to recognise it as his personality. Something he had been born with, also he worked hard to learn and take initiative to be a strong idol to be followed. When he had seen faces rely on him, believe his every word, it had made Harry feel burdened at first; but in the field work while observing his fellow colleagues and even his seniors, he had realised what a gift it was. From then on Harry had taken it as his responsibility to show people the right way, if they wanted to idolise him, then he wanted to give them right incentives and aspirations to be.

Harry had a purpose now. He wasn't living for others anymore, he was making the best of himself. He was pushing all his limits to find how much he can take. He was to understand his own mind, he was starting to stand up for himself. He was becoming the version of himself. A person that his parents would have been proud of. Harry could now see himself, can actually see himself. He understood how much he had to offer.