The Hall exploded with sound; the start of speech was like an exploding bomb. Draco steered Harry towards the Gryffindor table were Hermione and Ron met them.
"Harry!" Hermione hugged him tightly. "They wouldn't let us see you all week!"
"Ow, Hermione, you're hurting me," Harry wheezed. She wasn't really, but Harry was feeling uneasy.
"Sorry," Hermione let go of him and pushed him into seating at the table.
"We were worried, mate," Ron told him.
"Everyone was," Dean told him from the other side of the table.
"Yeah. We thought you'd sleep right through graduation and all of the weddings," Seamus said to him.
"Weddings?" Harry asked, nibbling on a slice of toast.
"Well, Draco, Fred, and George's, and ours," Dean replied, showing off his ring. Anyone could tell that it had been transfigured from a plant; it was green.
"I've got to buy a ring," Seamus stuffed a muffin into his mouth. Dean shook his head.
"Wow. There's a bunch I've missed," Harry smiled at the two.
From the teacher's table Remus, Sirius, and Severus were watching Harry and Draco.
"Is he actually smiling?" Sirius asked the two men.
"Yeah. The bond is already helping him," Remus said to his husband.
"There was a change when the bond made his scar disappear. That scar held so much," Severus replied.
"How do you know?" Sirius asked. Remus and Severus frowned at him. "Oh!"
"Are you going to go to classes?" Neville asked Harry as his boyfriend began eating.
"I still haven't gotten my wand," Harry replied, pushing the memories of Diagon Alley back.
"And you've missed so much," Hermione said.
"I know. That's why I'm not graduating this year," Harry told them.
Harry calmly shook his head, though the loudness of his friends had startled him. "Dad and Father decided it would be best if I caught up during the summer, and graduated at the beginning of next year."
"Next year?" Ron shouted, just as everyone else around Harry and his brother asked, "Dad and Father?"
"Sirius and Remus...er...Professors Black and Lupin did adopt Harry and I," Draco told the Gryffindors.
"It's for the best that I wait to graduate," Harry explained. "I can catch up to where I'm supposed to be. With one-on-one help from all of the professors, it will only take me from now until September."
"That long for just missing two months?" Ron asked incredulously.
"No, not just two months. I was never caught up all of those other times I missed. Right now I'm on the same level as a sixth year," Harry told them all, trying to keep the questions focused on something he could handle.
"Dumbledore wasn't a very good Headmaster, was he? He was an okay, albeit, very strange, wizard, but he didn't help us a lot," Dean stated thoughtfully.
"You're probably right," Hermione nodded, beginning to feel angry on behalf of her hurt friend.
Harry wasn't ready to venture into Diagon Alley when he started his lessons. But, by chance, Severus and Harry found that they could share the wand that Severus owned; since the Potions Professor had no use for 'foolish wand waving', Harry used it for his classes.
Each of the professors took their free periods and tutored Harry in all of the necessary subjects. Harry had two classes in each subject: Transfiguration, Potions, Charms, Defence, Herbology, and Astronomy. The Headmistress has ruled that Divination and History of Magic had no purpose to Harry, and since the Care of Magical Creatures had been cancelled for the rest of the year, he did not have to study that. However, Sirius and Remus took it upon themselves to help him learn History of Magic without the help of Binns.
The Boy-Who-Lived enjoyed all of his lessons now that he was the only student. He also knew that the professors gave up their time to help him, and he, in return, helped mark papers for them.
No matter how much he liked all of his classes, his absolute favourite subject was Potions. He found it much more engrossing when the professor was actually helping him learn. And Harry discovered he actually liked making potions. Sirius accepted this, though he admitted he was a little put out at Transfiguration not being his favourite.
As Harry got better, Hermione, Ron, Draco, and he began to pick back up on their animagus transformation. By the full moon, they had successfully completed their goal.
But even through all of that, Harry was at a loss. Months ago, he had had the perfect idea for a Valentine's Day gift to his Sev. It was shattered the moment Lucius had touched the raven-haired Gryffindor. Harry had no idea what to give his love for the holiday that was four days away.
Harry paced back and forth in front of the fire in the Gryffindor Common Room.
"Would you stop worrying? You'll make yourself sick," Draco looked up from his Potions text.
"I can't. I have no idea what to give him!" Harry growled, and messed up his hair even worse.
"You said you had something planned," Draco said, placing his book upside down in his lap.
"That was before...I can't do it now," Harry threw himself next to Draco.
"I've no idea, Har. I wish I could help you..."
"Why can't I...? I know he won't hurt me. But why...?" Harry was almost to the point of tears.
"Harry...I still haven't done anything with the twins. It just takes time to get over," Draco hugged the Gryffindor.
"I want everything to be like it was again," Harry buried his face into the blonde's shoulder. Draco pushed him up off, and looked him in the eye.
"Those who retrace their steps loose the chance to make new ones," the Slytherin said philosophically.
"You're such a dork," Harry laughed and wiped at his face. Draco glared slightly.
"Hey! He doesn't know about your animagus, does he?"
"He doesn't know I've become one."
"Surprise him with that," Draco suggested.
"I guess. I just wish I could..."
"I know, Harry, believe me, I know," Draco hugged him.
Four days later, Harry walked to Severus's quarters slowly. He was apprehensive, but he knew Severus would like anything that Harry did for him.
The Boy-Who-Lived spoke the password and entered, stopping when he saw his soulmate sitting at a candlelit table for two.
Everything but the table had been cleared from the room and Severus was dressed in his best robes. Laid out on the table was Harry's favourite food: chicken fettuccini. There were two glasses of white grape juice, which at first, looked like wine to Harry.
Severus stood up when Harry entered and smiled at him.
"You should have told me to dress up," Harry said quietly, feeling underprivileged next to the fancy robes while he was in jeans and a borrowed jumper.
"You don't have any dress robes," Severus took his hand and kissed it.
"I could have dressed better."
"I wanted you just like this," the older man replied. Harry felt himself blush.
"I have something for you," Harry felt embarrassed. Severus smiled reassuringly. Severus's smile got wider when Harry turned into a panther.
"How long have you been working on that?" Severus asked his lover.
"Since the animagus potion," was Harry's reply. Severus complimented him on the transformation and led him to the table.
The two ate in silence until Harry finished and pushed his plate back.
"I've got something for you as well," The Potions Master told him. Harry straightened up in anticipation. Severus took a deep breath and laid a ring box on the table.
"Is that...?" Harry gasped.
Severus opened it. "Will you marry me?"
End Chapter Fifty-Seven
End All This Time, You Were Missing From My Heart
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