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47. Chapter 47
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<p><em>Thanks to everyone for reviewing and for sticking around this long. Wtihout
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further ado, here is the next and last chapter of the series. Please enjoy!</em></p>
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<p class='c1'><strong>Chapter 47</strong></p>
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<p>It was a very good thing that they were already at St Mungo's seeing how both
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Snape and Harry required urgent medical attention. Due to the mangled state of
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Snape's right foot, it had taken him a while to go and get help, especially since it
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was still very early. But eventually, he had managed to flag someone down and after
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that, it had only been a matter of minutes before both he and Harry had been
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recovered and placed in a room together. An Auror had arrived shortly after to
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collect Rookwood's dead body.</p>
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<p>As soon as Harry has been removed from the lab, he had finally and thankfully
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blacked out. When he next opened his eyes, he could only make out blurry shapes and
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colours. Instinctively, he moved to grab his glasses but winced when he was met with
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incredible pain as he tried to do so. This caused the memories of earlier that
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morning to come flooding back to him and he gasped in both pain and worry.</p>
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<p>"Dad?" he asked, still trying to get a better view of his surroundings.</p>
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<p>"I'm here," Snape replied and Harry relaxed considerably. "Here, hold still for a
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moment." Harry did as he was told and felt how Snape placed his glasses on his
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nose.</p>
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<p>"Thanks," Harry said. He then turned his head to get a better look at Snape who
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was sitting in the bed next to his. His left arm had been completely bandaged and his
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right foot was in a cast of sorts.</p>
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<p>"A cast?" Harry pointed out. "What happened to skele-gro?"</p>
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<p>Snape growled. "Whatever else Rookwood had done in that lab, he had also released
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some sort of mist that made sure that I can't benefit from any curative potions for a
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while," he replied angrily. "It's not permanent but it will be at least a week before
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I can be released from this cast."</p>
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<p>"I'm sorry you got hurt," Harry said.</p>
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<p>"You should see the other guy," Snape deadpanned, eliciting a chuckle from
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Harry.</p>
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<p>"I'll bet," he replied. "But Severus, what the bloody hell took you so long?"</p>
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<p>"Language," Snape chided softly. Harry simply scoffed in response.</p>
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<p>"After tending to Draco's wounds, I took him home to make sure that his mother was
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alright again. I didn't want to leave him in a dangerous situation, of course."</p>
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<p>"Right," Harry responded.</p>
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<p>"When I got the message, I was right in the middle of talking to Narcissa, trying
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to get her to take a mixture of a calming and a sleeping draught. I never imagined
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the possible urgency of the message. I am… truly sorry."</p>
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<p>Harry frowned as he witnessed the tortured look on Snape's face. "It's alright,"
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he said finally. "At least it wasn't because you were getting busy with Maya or
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something."</p>
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<p>Snape snorted. "I would punish you for that cheeky statement, but I think you've
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been punished enough for a while."</p>
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<p>Harry tried to sit upright but Snape quickly placed a hand on his shoulder. "None
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of that," he said. "The damage to your body is quite extensive. It will take a while
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for you to heal."</p>
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<p>"Did I breath in that mist as well?" Harry asked, frowning.</p>
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<p>"No," Snape replied. "I cast a bubblehead charm on you. But there's only so much
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that magic can do. You should know better than anyone that some injuries can't
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possibly heal overnight."</p>
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<p>Harry groaned. "I can't do a single thing like this," he said, trying in vain to
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move his fingers. "I'll get bored."</p>
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<p>"It's a good thing that you have me for company," Snape pointed out.</p>
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<p>"Great," Harry sulked. "I'm imprisoned in a hospital bed and as a bonus, the
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snarky bat of the dungeons is here to keep me company."</p>
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<p>"Don't make me suffocate you with a pillow," Snape warned. "It would be quite easy
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to do so right now."</p>
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<p>"If you're going to do it, do it now," Harry whined. "I'm not looking forward to
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staying here all cooped up."</p>
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<p>"You don't even know how long you're supposed to stay here," Snape pointed
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out.</p>
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<p>"With an overprotective dad like you, I can only imagine," Harry sighed. "And I'm
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supposed to brew something to help Narcissa out. How am I supposed to do that when I
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can't even hold a stirrer?"</p>
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<p>"You're not," Snape said easily. "It will just have to wait. Now, to pass the time
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I thought I would read to you."</p>
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<p>"You have got to be kidding me!" Harry exclaimed, but he couldn't help a smile
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from forming.</p>
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<p>"Oh, I'm quite serious," Snape said. "What do you want to hear? 'Tales of Beedle
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the Bard' or 'Hogwarts, a History?"</p>
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<p>"I have gone seven years without reading that book, despite Hermione's
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insistence," Harry chuckled. "And now it seems rather pointless and just as
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boring."</p>
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<p>"The children's book it is," Snape said, rolling his eyes. Harry relaxed into his
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cushions and looked at Snape expectantly. The man opened the book with a sigh and
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began to read. "There was once a kindly old wizard who used his magic generously and
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wisely…"</p>
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<p>Exactly one week later, Harry found himself in lab eight. Since lab seven had
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pretty much been reduced to rubble, he was given that lab to complete his
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experimentation. It was a good thing that the tears of Mnemosyne had been delivered
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after the battle and were therefore not in need of replacement. Harry had only been
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allowed to leave yesterday but was very much eager to. Snape – though he had still
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been wearing a cast – had been allowed to walk around after only one day of being
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hospitalised, much to Harry's dismay.</p>
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<p>It was good to be brewing again. His hopes for helping Malfoy were still high. It
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had been telling that Draco hadn't even come to visit Harry while he was in the
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hospital. It probably had everything to do with his mother. Ron and Hermione had come
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to visit him, Hermione playing the role of overbearing mother hen while Ron kept
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cracking jokes like how Harry might've grown a bit taller after all of this. Luna had
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been by as well, of course, but she had been much more gentle and careful around him
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than his two friends had been. It was good to know that – even after graduation –
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Harry was still able to count on his friends. He had no doubt that this would always
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be the case.</p>
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<p>Carefully, Harry added three of the tears to his potion and watched how waves were
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suddenly created in the concoction as it swirled around a very still centre.</p>
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<p>"Interesting effect," Lovegood said as he watched Harry work. He was there, still
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upholding his end of the bargain. "In my humble opinion, this should definitely do
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the trick. I don't think the staff will even be required."</p>
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<p>"You don't?" Harry asked incredulously.</p>
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<p>"This potion should do fine by itself," Lovegood said. "After all, we mustn't
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forget to brew without the use of rare artefacts such as this one. It's admirable
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that you wish to help your friend but just imagine; if this works, many more people
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would benefit from this draught. And if other potioneers would be able to replicate
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the potion – which would be nigh impossible if you plan to use the staff in the
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recipe – soon we might find ourselves equipped to deal with dementia easily. And
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stemming from that, other mental illnesses might be considered to become curable as
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well."</p>
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<p>"That makes sense," Harry had to admit. "But if it doesn't work –"</p>
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<p>"If it doesn't work, you can always brew the whole thing again and use the staff
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after all," Lovegood said. "But I urge you to try the potion without it first."</p>
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<p>Harry smiled at the man who had procured the tears for him in the first place and
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had spent a great deal of his time to help Harry achieve the current result. The
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least he could do was grant him this request. "Of course," he finally said. "Would
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you mind if I go to my friend right now to test it? I realize that it's still the
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middle of the day…"</p>
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<p>Lovegood chuckled. "Harry," he said, "these last few months you have worked two
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days worth of hours every day. I'm sure I can allow you to leave a tad earlier than
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usual in return. If you would kindly let me know the final result, though, I would be
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most appreciative."</p>
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<p>"Of course," Harry said. He bottled two vials of the potion to be sure – you could
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never know when one might break – and made his way to the floo. He still had a bit of
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a limp, which was only natural if you considered what had happened to his knees. Even
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with magic, he was bound to feel some discomfort after only a week.</p>
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<p>When he finally arrived at the corridor of hearths, he chose an available one,
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tossed in some floo powder and called out "Malfoy Manor!"</p>
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<p>The floo flared and Harry got inside, gritting his teeth as he stumbled through
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the network. When he finally arrived at his destination, he stumbled forward and was
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only barely able to keep himself upright by clinging to a table that stood
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nearby.</p>
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<p>"Harry," said a voice as Harry righted himself, noticing a slight tremble in his
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legs. Perhaps taking the floo had been a bit overconfident. Well, he <em>still</em>
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didn't fully understand how to apparate, after all.</p>
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<p>"Hi Draco," Harry replied as he shakily tried to catch his breath. "Sorry to stop
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by unannounced."</p>
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<p>"Sit down for a moment, will you?" Draco said, sliding a chair out from under the
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table for Harry to sit in. "I heard what happened. I'm sorry that I couldn't come to
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visit. Mother –"</p>
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<p>"You don't need to apologize," Harry said uneasily. "I understand. It's why I'm
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here, actually."</p>
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<p>Draco frowned. "What do you mean?"</p>
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<p>"My being in the hospital sort of caused a delay in my plans but I think I did
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it," Harry said."</p>
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<p>"Did what?" Draco asked. His tone betrayed his hopefulness but Harry imagined that
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Draco wanted to hear the words for himself.</p>
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<p>"I believe I've managed to brew a cure for your mother. Chief Lovegood helped me
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and he too thinks that the potion should be potent enough."</p>
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<p>"You're serious, aren't you?" Draco asked as he sat down as well.</p>
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<p>"Dead serious," Harry replied. "If you want, we could test it right now."</p>
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<p>"Please," Draco said hoarsely. "If you think this will work, let's try it out this
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instant."</p>
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<p>"Where is she?" Harry asked.</p>
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<p>"Sleeping," Draco replied. "If you would follow me, I'll guide you to her
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room."</p>
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<p>The two walked in complete silence as they both hoped that the potion would work.
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Harry had made more complicated potions than this one before but for some reason, he
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was even more anxious for the result of this particular potion than he had been for
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the cure to the dissolving sweats. And he knew that it meant the world to the boy
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walking beside him.</p>
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<p>Several years ago, it would have been unthinkable for Draco to put all his trust
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in a potion of Harry's creation. Harry shuddered to think what would have happened to
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the blonde if they had never become friends in the first place. Would Snape have
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tried to come up with this potion? Would Draco have even told his Godfather of his
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troubles in the first place or would he have locked himself and his mother away,
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waiting for the day that one of them had enough?</p>
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<p>Harry shook himself out of those grim thoughts and followed Draco into Narcissa's
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bedroom. She slept on the right side of a very large bed that stood centred against
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the wall across from the door. It seemed much too big for only one person and Harry
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felt strange knowing that Lucius had slept in the very same bed not all too long
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ago.</p>
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<p>"Mother," Draco said softly as he approached the bed. Narcissa didn't stir and
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Harry kept standing in the doorway. He didn't want to spook the woman when she
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woke.</p>
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<p>"Mother," Draco urged again, a bit louder this time.</p>
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<p>"Daddy?" Narcissa said groggily. "Five more minutes."</p>
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<p>Draco sighed and ran a hand through his hair. He glanced at Harry and inclined his
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head to signal for him to come closer. Harry took the potion out of his pocket and
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walked over.</p>
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<p>"It's time to wake up," Draco urged, trying to sound stern.</p>
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<p>Narcissa rubbed her eyes and stared blearily at Harry. "Daddy, who is that?"</p>
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<p>"My friend," Draco replied soothingly. "He's here to help you."</p>
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<p>Narcissa glared suspiciously at Harry who was starting to feel an upcoming ache in
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his knees from walking and standing so much. Draco seemed to notice Harry's
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discomfort since he summoned a chair for him.</p>
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<p>"I want you to behave yourself, okay?" Draco told Narcissa. "I'll buy you a
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present if you do. Can you do this for me?"</p>
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<p>Tears glistened in Draco's eyes as he looked pleadingly at his mother. She smiled
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and grabbed his hand. "Okay," she said. "I'll be good."</p>
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<p>Harry cleared his throat and showed Narcissa the potion that was periwinkle in
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colour. "I need you to drink this for me, okay?" he asked. "It's not going to taste
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very good but it will help you."</p>
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<p>Narcissa glanced at Draco again who nodded encouragingly and took the potion with
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both hands.</p>
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<p>"It's pretty," she said.</p>
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<p>Draco smiled as he wiped away a tear. "Just like you are," he said softly.</p>
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<p>Narcissa giggled girlishly at that. She removed the stopper from the vial and
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scrunched up her nose when she smelled the sour damp that came from the potion.</p>
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<p>"Do I have to drink all of it?" she whined.</p>
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<p>"To the last drop," Harry said importantly. "But I know that you can do it. I have
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faith in you." He smiled and nodded towards the vial.</p>
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<p>"Okay," Narcissa said. She pinched her nose and downed the potion, though it took
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her several gulps to get it all down. Afterwards, she handed Harry the vial back
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which he pocketed automatically.</p>
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<p>"Close your eyes," Harry told her. "You're going to start feeling sleepy."</p>
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<p>"But I just woke up," Narcissa protested, stifling a yawn.</p>
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<p>"You only need to sleep a little while longer," Harry told her soothingly. "When
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you wake up again, everything will be better."</p>
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<p>"Okay," Narcissa said, already laying her head back down. She curled up as Draco
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tucked in the blankets around her.</p>
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<p>"Good night, daddy," Narcissa sighed. Instantly after, she was sound asleep.</p>
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<p>With a trembling hand, Draco summoned a second chair and sat down next to Harry.
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"I really hope this works," he said listlessly. "I don't know what I'll do if it
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doesn't."</p>
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<p>Harry put a hand on Draco's shoulder, squeezing it gently. "If it doesn't work,
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I'll try again," he said earnestly. "I'll keep trying until I get it right. I promise
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you that."</p>
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<p>Draco eyed him wearily, with the utmost respect flickering in his eyes. "How I was
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ever able to be such a git to you is beyond me," he said. "You must be the best
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person I have ever met."</p>
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<p>"I'm stubborn, that's what I am," Harry chuckled. "That's usually not a good
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thing, either. Ask Severus."</p>
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<p>"Yeah," Draco replied plainly.</p>
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<p>They sat together in comfortable silence for a very long time as Narcissa slept.
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She stirred every now and then but didn't wake.</p>
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<p>"How are you feeling?" Draco asked after a long time. "I've noticed that you're
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not exactly in the best of health, yourself."</p>
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<p>Harry rolled his right shoulder experimentally as he worked out some kinks. "I
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think I'd rather have another encounter with Voldemort than with Rookwood. That man
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was insane!"</p>
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<p>"He always seemed to be pretty grounded," Draco said. "You know… back in the
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day."</p>
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<p>"That's what Severus said," Harry scoffed. "But when you start torturing people
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with medieval devices, then singing some crooked lullaby to them as they cry in
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agony, you're pretty mental in my books."</p>
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<p>Draco frowned. "I didn't know what he did exactly," he admitted. "Will you make a
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full recovery?"</p>
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<p>"I will," Harry said. "I've said it before and I'll say it again. I love magic.
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The problem is that when the lunatics get their hands on it, it can be very
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devastating."</p>
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<p>"You're going over this pretty lightly," Draco pointed out.</p>
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<p>"I'm used to my fair share of pain," Harry said with a wry chuckle. "That said,
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last week was one of the worst days of my life, even if the pain didn't really last
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all that long. I guess I went too long without running into trouble."</p>
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<p>Draco chuckled and was about to reply when Narcissa suddenly sat up, her eyes wide
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open as she stared at Draco in shock.</p>
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<p>None of the three people present spoke for the first moment but when the silence
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became too uncomfortable, Draco reluctantly said: "Mum?"</p>
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<p>A few tears dropped from Narcissa's eyes as she regarded Draco, her lip trembling.
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"D-Draco," she said. "I'm so sorry, child. I'm so, so sorry." Draco gasped as he
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heard his name on his mother's lips again.</p>
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<p>Narcissa's tears now flowed freely as she buried her face into her hands, her
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shoulders trembling as she tried to contain herself. Draco sat next to her in the bed
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and draped his arm around her shoulders. Harry saw that he was trying to stay strong
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but he was not really succeeding.</p>
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<p>"It's alright, mother," he said, a careful happiness evident in his voice. "You're
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back now."</p>
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<p>He glanced up at Harry and when he saw the boy watching carefully he mouthed the
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words 'thank you.'</p>
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<p>Harry smiled, nodded and silently retreated from the room, leaving mother and son
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to grieve the time they had lost with each other.</p>
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<hr size="1" noshade="noshade"/>
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<p>When the skele-gro would finally work on Snape again, he was able to get rid of
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the cast he had to wear. Already, he was complaining about its itchiness to which
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Harry could only roll his eyes. If he could trade his aching joints for a very
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localised itch, he would do it in a heartbeat.</p>
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<p>When the cast was indeed removed, there was only one last thing for Harry and
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Snape to do. They had once again been summoned to the guild pyramid to attend another
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meeting.</p>
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<p>"I suppose that saving the world again might have changed their views of your
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skills," Snape told Harry as he started climbing the stairs. Harry groaned as he too
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dragged himself upwards.</p>
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<p>"What is it with old societies and their terribly impractical meeting places?" he
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complained. "Honestly, would it kill them to install an elevator? Or better yet, to
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relocate to a nice air conditioned office building?"</p>
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<p>Snape laughed as he offered Harry his arm in assistance. Harry gratefully took it,
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leaning heavily on Snape for the rest of the way.</p>
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<p>"I'll bring it up in the next guild meeting," Snape said. "Perhaps it is time for
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some changes."</p>
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<p>When they finally stumbled into the meeting space, everyone was already sitting in
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their rightful seats. Harry could see that the staff of Caduceus was back on the wall
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as if it was never taken in the first place. Snape didn't take his seat. Instead, he
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allowed Harry to sit there, knowing that the boy was still healing. None of the other
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masters objected.</p>
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<p>"Welcome back, Harry Potter," Lovegood said authoritatively. "It is not usually
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that we gather twice in the same year for the same person. But we have all agreed
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that you provide enough cause for an exception."</p>
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<p>Snape snorted as if to say that that was nothing new but Harry ignored him,
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entwining his fingers and listening politely.</p>
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<p>"As we are all aware, you have been quite busy since last we all met," Lovegood
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continued. "Not only have you shown astounding promise as a brewer while maintaining
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the hospital stocks, but you also managed to brew a cure to a disease that – until
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recently – seemed to be undefeatable. And you did so without any outside
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assistance."</p>
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<p>Harry was about to object when he saw Snape shake his head out of the corner of
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his eye.</p>
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<p>"Esteemed colleagues," Lovegood continued, now facing the other Masters. "After
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the onslaught that was 'the dissolving sweats' happened, I have joined Mr Potter's
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research to try and find a cure to a more common and often forgotten disease, namely
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dementia."</p>
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<p>The masters started whispering to each other when Lovegood raised his hand to
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demand silence. "I was able to get some first-hand experience with Mr Potter's
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process. And though he may be somewhat chaotic at times –" Lovegood winked at Harry
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as he said this, " – He is also fiercely committed to every task he receives or gives
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himself. Had he not been interrupted by the unfortunate appearance of a certain Death
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Eater, he would have no doubt completed the cure sooner."</p>
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<p>"Master Lovegood?" one of the Masters interrupted. "Are you implying that he
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managed to create a cure? For dementia, I mean."</p>
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<p>"Only a few days ago," Lovegood said. "But yes. Yes indeed. The potion has been
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tested and the test-subject has been reported to have made a full recovery. We shall
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have to wait to see the long-term effects but it all seems very promising, much as
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our apprentice himself."</p>
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<p>Snape put a hand on Harry's shoulder and when Harry looked up at him, he could see
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the man smiling.</p>
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<p>"I propose another vote," Lovegood finally said. "And I believe we needn't wait
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for Mr Potter to leave the room. He is still recovering from his injuries for one and
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I do believe that we can share the results immediately this time."</p>
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<p>Lovegood glared around the room as if he dared anyone to disagree with him. When
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no one did, he smiled and nodded. "All those in favour of granting Harry Potter the
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title of Potions Master?"</p>
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<p>Lovegood raised his hand high in the air and was immediately followed by eleven
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others. Harry gaped with open mouth at the fast response. Since Snape wasn't allowed
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to vote, that meant that everyone had voted in his favour. Everyone! Snape squeezed
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his shoulder in excitement and Harry swallowed thickly.</p>
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<p>"Then it appears we have reached an accord," Lovegood said. "Congratulations,
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Master Potter. "I am certain that we may keep expecting great things from you."</p>
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<p>"Thank you," Harry said breathlessly. "Thank you all for this honour. I – I don't
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know what to say."</p>
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<p>Lovegood and several others chuckled.</p>
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<p>"Eloquent as always, Mr Potter," Snape teased from behind him. Harry looked at his
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father to see his eyes shining with pride. Harry had never seen the man smile
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brighter. "Well done, my son," he said. "You deserve this."</p>
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<p>Harry quickly wiped his eyes and grinned. He had done it. He had finally done it.
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Now, there was only one more step he had to take.</p>
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<p>He had long since decided just what it was that he wanted to do. That was why he
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stopped Professor Slughorn as they reached the bottom of those awful stairs.</p>
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<p>"Well done, Harry," Slughorn said in obvious delight as he clapped Harry on the
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shoulder. "Well done, indeed. Your mother would be proud."</p>
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<p>"She is," Harry agreed. "But I was wondering about something."</p>
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<p>"Do tell, Harry," Slughorn said eagerly. "Anything I can help with, I will."</p>
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<p>"Well, I was wondering if you were still planning on teaching next year?" Harry
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asked. "If you don't mind my saying, it appears to me that you're rather tired of all
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of this."</p>
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<p>Slughorn sighed, stroking his chin in thought. "While I do love to teach, it is
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sometimes difficult to keep up with the students who seem keen on… thinking outside
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of the box, so to speak," he admitted. "Your Ms Lovegood is a fine example of that.
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But with Severus on the defence post, I fear that the job might go to someone who is
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simply not qualified if I went back into retirement. Just look at what happened with
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Defence Against the Dark Arts for all those years."</p>
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<p>Harry nodded in understanding. "I hear what you're saying sir," he said. "But how
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would you feel about me as the next teacher?"</p>
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<p>"You?" Slughorn asked, a smile broadening on his face as his eyes began to shine.
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He clapped his hands together. "My boy, that would be a fabulous idea. If you're
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serious about this, I would happily recommend you to Albus."</p>
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<p>Harry winked cheekily at Slughorn. "I'm very serious," he said. "Though I can only
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<em>hope</em> to be as good a teacher as you are, sir."</p>
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<p>Slughorn snorted. "I may be easy to flatter but even I see you being blatantly
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modest." He sighed happily. "Yes, you I could happily allow to take my position. But
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only you."</p>
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<p class='c1'><strong>Epilogue</strong></p>
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<p>Harry was checking himself in the mirror, trying to see the back of his robes as
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Snape was trying to button them for him.</p>
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<p>"Would you stop squirming so much?" Snape chided. "You're going to wrinkle
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them."</p>
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<p>"I just don't get it," Harry sighed. "My robes are exactly the same as yours and
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yet they don't…"</p>
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<p>Snape smirked. "They don't what?"</p>
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<p>"You know," Harry said, making a wavy movement with his hand. "They don't
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billow!"</p>
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<p>Snape chuckled as he walked around Harry, eyeing him critically. "You know," he
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said. "I will let you in on my secret as long as you promise not to tell a single
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soul."</p>
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<p>Harry grinned as he watched Snape from the mirror. "You have my word," he said
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solemnly.</p>
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<p>"You see," Snape said softly, "everyone thinks that I must use a spell on my robes
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for them to get like that. But they're wrong. What I truly use –" With an exaggerated
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flourish, Snape produced a small vial from his robes. "- Is this!"</p>
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<p>"A potion!" Harry smacked himself on the forehead. "I should have known."</p>
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<p>"Use this one on your robes," Snape said. "A few drops should suffice. And if you
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really like it, I can give you the recipe later. Just don't be surprised if the
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students start referring to you as a bat."</p>
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<p>"Brilliant," Harry said in awe. "I'll make good use of it."</p>
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<p>"I'm sure you will," Snape said. "Now be off. You can't be late for your first
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class."</p>
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<p>Harry winked at him. "Only by a minute," he said cheekily.</p>
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<p>The door to the potions lab opened with a bang as Harry Potter – the new Potions
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Professor – stormed into the classroom. Taking long, hasty strides, he kept walking –
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his robes billowing behind him - until he reached the front of the class, then
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allowed his cold and foreboding glare to pierce every student's gaze, calling them to
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attention without a word.</p>
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<p>"There will be no foolish wand-waving or silly incantations in this class," he
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said icily, his voice booming through the otherwise quiet classroom. "As such, I
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don't expect many of you to appreciate the subtle science and exact art that is
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potion-making. However, for those select few –" he stopped his gaze at an entirely
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random Gryffindor, "- Who possess, the predisposition…"</p>
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<p>It suddenly became far too much. Harry started laughing, waving his hand in a
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dismissive gesture as he casually hopped onto his desk. "I can't do this," he told
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his new students, chuckling all the while. Some of the first-years shared an awkward
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grin between them.</p>
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<p>"Let's try a different approach, shall we? I'm Harry Potter and that over there is
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my owl Hedwig," he said pointing at the snowy owl who sat on a perch in the corner.
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"If she tells you you're doing something wrong, you'd best listen. She's usually
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right. Now, which one of you knows where to look if you needed a bezoar?"</p>
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<p class='c1'><strong><em>The end.</em></strong></p>
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<p><em>I can't believe that the series has come to an end at last yet here we are.
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It's only fitting that I say a few things.</em></p>
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<p><em>First, I want to thank my beta and friend for all of his hard work. On the
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site he is known as <strong>Pagemaster4TW</strong> and on the discord channel as
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<strong>Sneaky_Prawn</strong>. He has gone far beyond what a regular beta would do.
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He's been here for me since the beginning of TPM and has helped not only by reading
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the chapters beforehand and unearthing the mistakes but also by engaging in hour-long
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brainstorming sessions with me. without him, TPM would probably be 20 chapters less
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long. Thank you Sneaks! I know we didn't always see eye to eye but you really made a
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difference.</em></p>
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<p><em>Secondly, I want to thank all of the people who have read the trilogy from
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start to finish. Especially those who have patiently waited for me to upload time and
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time again. A special thanks to those who reviewed and to FallingToast/FallingBread
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who has even made fanart for the series.</em></p>
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<p><strong><em>If I might ask you one last time to send me a review to tell me how
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you felt about TPM but also which of the three stories you liked best. I am very
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eager to find out.</em></strong></p>
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<p><em>I will not be gone for long. Soon, I'll start on a new mentor story. I hope to
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see you all there to join me on a new journey. Expect the first chapter of 'The
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Subterfuge' on Friday.</em></p>
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<p><em>Thank you all!</em></p>
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