Wulfric: What the hell do you two want?!
Tobias: Just.. wondering where you are..
Wulfric: Do the disclaimer.. I need to get somethings ready...
Phoenix: Wulfric wishes she owned Harry Potter.. but doesnt.. so these are her messed up plot ideas.
"Do you mean that Alby?" Harry asked softly to the man hugging him.
"Of course I mean it. I would not have said it if I didn't mean it with every last fiber of my being."
"Thank you. I just don't know what to do though Alby. School starts soon, and then there's the war and Voldemort and all that stress. "
Albus held a hand to stop Harry's rambling. "Harry, m'boy, you need not dwell on this war and Voldemort and all the evil things in the world. You need to be a teenaged boy first, and all that needs to be done will come in time. I told you I am always beside you, and I'll help you however you need me to."
Albus took a moment to hold in his own emotions, and then continued, "If you need me to help you fight, I'll help. If you need me to be there to hold you up, I'll hold you straight and true. If you need me to be there as a parent, and to watch you marry and have kids, then that is what I'll do. Whatever you need of me my child, I will do it for you."
Harry listened to Albus speak, and his words so soft and so touching, that he began to allow the tears forming in his eyes to fall. "Alby, I want you to be with me for a long time. I don't want to lose you, but I want you to help me."
"Then that is what I shall do. What is it that you ask of me?"
Harry thought for a moment before he answered the older man. " I want you to teach me all that you can. First, so I can go into the final battle, whenever it may be, prepared. Second, so I'll always have at least one thing of yours, and that is your knowledge."
"Oh dear child," said Albus as he guided Harry towards a chair by the fire. "You'll have much more than just my knowledge. You'll have your memories, my pensive which is full of different thoughts and times, and the fact that I love you more than anything. What did I tell you about Voldemort and love ,Harry?"
Harry bit his lip for a moment remembering what Albus had told him at the end of 5th year in this office. "That he cannot even begin to understand it?" Harry replied.
"Yes m'boy. Love is an amazing thing that lasts throughout the days, and surpasses even time," Albus said.
"But, how can it be used?"
"That we do not know yet, but in time we will learn how. We can't rush to know things, sometimes they just have to come to you."
"But, Alby, I need to know now. I need to be able to defeat Voldemort. I have to, it's my destiny.." Harry said softly.
"Harry, look at me. You make your own destiny, prophesies do not make it for you. They are just there as part of something that may be your destiny. In fact your destiny may be to take my place, be headmaster, and teach the children of the Wizarding World. Your destiny is what you want it to be," Albus finished in a soft tone. "You should be a teenager, enjoy childhood, even though I know you've never really had one. That's partly my fault."
"It's not your fault Alby. Why would it be?" Harry asked, finally really looking at the headmaster.
"Harry, I've told you before... I sent you to your relatives, I wasn't man enough to take care of you alone. I sent you there because I doubted that I would ever be able to protect you. I took the coward's way out."
Albus's head snapped at the word that came from Harry's mouth. He wasn't used to hearing his cub say words like that, but was sure that Harry had on occassion. He was a teen after all.
"Albus, you didn't take the coward's way out. Maybe the crack pot old fool's way, but not the coward's way. Alby... I love you, because you're the papa I need, the papa I want. If anyone tries to tell me that you're too old, or I am better off not being with you.. then I'll just have to jinx them, and ever since 4th year I know my fair share of jinxes."
That last comment brought a smile to both men's faces. Albus leaned forward in his chair taking Harry by the shoulder's and pulling him into a hug. "You my son, are something amazing." Harry glowed under the praise, and let him enjoy the feeling of being in Albus's arms.
"Alby," Harry started after awhile.
"Is there something going on between you and Professor McGonagall?"
Albus went a bit pink at those words, he clearly looked embarrased. "What, um, would uh, make you think that?"
"Your reaction to the question."
Albus fought his innerself for a moment before answering. "You see Harry, Professor McGonagall and myself are, you see, we're um,.."
"Married?" Harry supplied. To which Albus just nodded his head. "I knew it!" Harry said with a jump.
"How big is the pot in Gryffindor over that question?" Albus asked.
Harry laughed a moment before answering. "Alby, that pot includes the entire school, and some teachers that must have never been given that information."
"How big is the pot?"
"It's over 2500 gallons the last time I checked," Harry answered, somewhat sheepishly.
"They've been betting for years on Mina and myself. Students never change," Albus said as he walked over to his desk.
a/n: don't beg for updates. This chapter has been hard for me to write.. the ideas kept coming and going and not staying long enough for me to get them put down on paper. So.. deal with it. And it's a smallish chapter.. and I don't care.. I updated. Be happy.
Wulfric: I have a job for you two.
Tobias: What is it?
Wulfric: Simple.. I need you two to take care of an author who is slacking..
Phoenix: Can we use pitchforks?!
Wulfric: Of course.. Now.. she may have made a deal with you about those.. but use them..
Tobias: We're leading the revolt against Alex aren't we?