Can Love Survive...

"Firs' years! Firs' years over here!" a giant voice boomed out over the hum of the steamer, a bright red and black engine proudly showing it's origins the "Hogwart's Express". As many years as the half giant had been doing this, it never ceased to amaze him how wondrful a feeling it was to say those words. He'd grown older, his moustache and beard now completely greyed, and most of the hair on his head bout there too, but his black eyes still held a twinkle that was youthful and energetic. And Hagrid, though he could have retired years back, wouldn't have traded this for the world.

As the first years made their way over to Hagrid, having made last checks on their various pets and luggage which they were assured would be waiting for them at the castle, only four seemed to linger behind, two boys and two girls, as if they really didn't want to go with Hagrid on those tiny little boats to the castle. It's not like these 4 hadn't seen the castle, so by rights they felt they didn't need the normal first years 'first glimpse' ride up, and instead opted towards the carriages, almost even getting away with it, but they were stopped short however.

"I should have know I'd find you four here. Hagrid must be worried sick why an entire boat of students failed to show up. Care to explain yourselves?" a man said in a very authoritive tone of voice, not really full of anger, though slightly tinged with amusement, even if his expression was neutral.

"He-headmaster! We didn't see you there!" one of the girls said startled, and looked down sheepishly.

"Obviously not, or you would all be on the boats now rather then infront of me." the man said in a dry tone, looking down at the children with what he hoped was a stern look. A look that for all of the children, did indeed do it's job, making them nearly squirm under his gaze.

"Honestly Headmaster, we truely are sorry..." one of the boys said guiltily.

"That is still no excuse. You know the rules here, dont expect any special treatment because of the circumstances you realize." the man said giving his darkest stare to the second girl.

The girl seemed to bristle to that look, about to respond when she got nudged by the boy standing next to her. Glaring at the man now she only said in a voice that dripped with sweetness, "We really are sorry Headmaster. Since we have missed the boats however, we should catch a carriage. That is, unless you want us to miss the sorting ceremony?" She even gave him one of her angelic looks to make it look good.

For just a second a controlled grin seemed to appear on the mans face, but he quickly schooled himself back to his normal dourness. Realizing the girl was right, he sighed in exasperation. "Very well, you may take the carriages. I do believe you allready know where to go to wait for Hagrid. However, if I catch any one of you anywhere else but there, you will wish you had missed the sorting ceremony. Do I make myself clear?" he said punctuating every one of his last words.

The children nodded their heads while answering him simultaneously, "Yes Sir!", and before he could get another word in, they ran off towards the carriages at top speed.

The man watched the children go sighing in frustration when someone came up behind him and put a hand on his shoulder. He didn't jump, he knew that touch, and right now he welcomed it dearly.

"It's going to be a long 7 years from now on dont you think?" the second man said softly, watching the carriage that held the children descend up the hill.

The first man shook his head and sighed. "I'll be happy if we make it through the first year, let alone the next seven."

"Come on, let's get back up to the castle, they'll all be waiting on you....Headmaster..." the second man said with a chuckle, and led the first man off towards a hidden carriage reserved only for the staff.

Unknown to the two men, nor to the children, a pair of twinkling blue eyes, old with wisdom, yet held the youth of agelessness, had been watching them all. He smiled, and was glad to have witnessed that little scene, something in which he never thought could have happened years and years ago when he'd left this place. He knew his leaving had been a shock, but he knew his plans were well made, for everything had indeed, turned out allright in the end. The school was safe, and a new generation would now run Hogwarts. In this he placed all his faith, and he had every reason to do so.

"You miss it dont you." a soft voice said from the shadows, barely becoming visible in a small shaft of moonlight.

"I would be both fool and liar if I said I didn't my dear. But I am content in knowing I did the right thing." Albus Dumbledore said gazing up at the castle he once called home.

"He has made a good Headmaster Albus, you did well to choose him. But I never did understand why?" the woman said also gazing up at the castle, remembering times past.

"It's very simple Perrine to understand why. Because I trust him." Albus said reflectively, then began to walk away from the platform on which the now silent train sat. He didn't look back at the train, nor at the castle again, he had no need to. Every so often he would come here to see the new generation if he knew there was to be someone special involved, and this year were 4 very special children who had come aboard that train he wanted to see, and now there was no further need to stay.

Perrine watched as her brother walked off, no regrets within his voice even now at what he'd given up, and she suspected there never would be. It had been good to have him back where he belonged, but she would never doubt that a part of him would always remain in the humans world, and she would never fault him for it.

Meanwhile back at the castle preparations had been made for the first years, and they were all now standing before a strict brownhaired woman, who after seeing the four children lagging behind after coming in from the carriages rather then the boats, secretly gave a chuckle. As the rest of the new first years were now before her, she began the speech that 5 years ago she had inherited from her predecessor and friend Minerva McGonagall, although slightly reworded to suit her own needs.

"Welcome to Hogwarts. I am Professor Hermione Weasley, Head of Gryffindor House, and Transfiguration professor. In a few moments you will pass through these doors to join your classmates and be sorted into your respective houses. They are: Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, Gryffindor..and Slytherin." she said looking round now, careful to keep her eyes off the 4 in the back.

"While you are here you're houses are like your family. Points will be rewarded for good behaviours, while taken away for rule breaking. At the end of the year the house with most points is awarded the House Cup. Now we shall enter the Great Hall and commence with the sorting. When you have been sorted I ask that you quickly join your house tables so we may begin with the feast." And with that she smiled at the new first years, lingering her gaze for half a moment on the four again in the back, and turned to open the huge double doors, walking proudly into the Great Hall.

The hall was silent this year, oddly enough, and a slight anticipation ran through the houses as the new first years passed by. For those inside, this was a special year, and everyone seemed to be looking with interest at the four children who now passed by the tables, unawares even that they were the focus of nearly everyone in the room.

As Professor Weasley got to the platform infront of the headtable, she gave those sitting there a short nod, and a grin, then reschooling her features she turned back to the students and unrolled a piece of parchment she had been holding.

"Now, as I call your name, please step over to the stool, I will place the sorting hat on your head, and then you will be sorted and join your classmates."

The school seemed to hold it's breath during all this, even the teachers seemed a bit on edge as they waited patiently for the names to be called. Oddly enough, only 4 more names finally were left to be called, the four children that had missed the boats.

"Potter, Misha!"

A small girl with silvery blonde hair, and green eyes, stepped forward, trembling slightly. She had of course, like the other 3, seen this sorting ceremony tons of times, but now was different, now she was the one going underneath the hat. She gave a quick glance to the head table, got a slight nod from two of the people up there, and sat down on the stool, the sorting hat placed on her head.

The hat seemed to debate for a bit, and after nearly 2 minutes, the old seam finally gave up it's answer..."SLYTHERIN!"

The girl smiled, relieved for this to be over, and even more relieved she was to be in Slytherin. She knew she was Slytherin material, it was in her blood after all, and with a quick glance again at the head table, and seeing the smiles on the faces of the others up there, she went over to her new house happy, then turned her attentions to the next person on the list.

"Lupin-Snape, Ryanna!"

The second girl, a bit bigger by atleast 3 inches from the other girl, with jet black hair that had a streak of pure white, and coal black eyes sauntered over to the stool, a small smirk on her face. Unlike her childhood best friend, she didn't fear the hat, nor what the reactions would be to the people at the head table. Of the four of them, she was 'brains' of all their operations, and not just because of her advantages at the school, for she knew she wouldn't get any now.

The hat surprizingly though didn't say anything at first, though she knew sometimes it didn't, but it didn't give an answer right away either, and though she couldn't 'see' the stares coming at her, she could certainly 'feel' them. Her heightened senses picked up the scents of every sort of emotion flowing in the room right now, and even she was beginning to wonder what was going on with the hat.

"Come on you bloody thing, let's get a move on eh? Still got more to sort you know." she said with a bit of annoyance.

"I'm quite well aware of that fact Ms. Lupin-Snape, unfortunately I am having a difficult time in where to put you..."

"How hard can it ruddy be to just say a house? So let's go already, I"m getting peckish here" she said muttering under the brim of the hat.

"Hmmm...how about Ravenclaw then? You would do well there..."

"Put me there hat and I'll personally rip out every one of your bloody strands I will. Try again" she said heatedly.

The hat chuckled. "Unlike Ms. Potter who I also had trouble placing due to her lineage, you are quite different...you possess the knowledge of all four houses, and would do well in any of them..."

"Dont even start with Hufflepuff either hat...Either decide or I'll decide for you you stupid git of a hat..." she muttered now with a huff, disgusted with this hat allready.

"Allright then I will. Better be...." "SLYTHERIN!"

The girl for a moment, showed relief on her face, but a part of her did really desperately need to know that hat had made the right choice, so she too turned to face the people sitting at the head table. Unlike Misha though, she made it quite obvious at who she was looking at, and was secretly thrilled when he nodded his head at her, though no smiled was really returned. She nodded back, not expecting a smile anyway, but was glad to see a smile on the next person's face she looked at, and returning it to him briefly, she took her seat at Slytherin's table next to Misha. Both the girls then focused their attention on the 2 remaining children, and what came next was hardly a surprize.

"Weasley, Arthur!"

"GRYFFINDOR!"

"Weasley, Benjiman!"

"GRYFFINDOR!"

And as the two very red headed young set of twins left the stand, Professor Hermione Weasley smiled as if she had been the cat that had eaten the canary. Truth was, if her and Ron's boys had gone anywhere's else, she would have had to kill the sorting hat, and asked questions later. Over the years Hermione had gone from bookworm, to prankster, to wife, to mother. And with that final change in life, she became a mature, very attractive woman who had a temper to match her husband's.

As the last student found his way to the Gryffindor table, she was about to roll up the parchment when she realized something was wrong. Either she had bypassed a name somehow, which she had never once done before, or someone was missing. Giving a questioning glance to the Headmaster, she was soon rewarded as the 'missing' student entered the hall at breakneck speed, a man equally sprinting in behind him.

"So sorry to be late Headmaster, I had forgotten about some plants I needed at last minute and we missed the train. Had to get Ginny to bring us." the disheveled man said taking his seat at the high table, while the boy stood, still out of breath, on the platform with the stool.

A wave of chuckles and grins floated up from the high table, apparently this wasn't the first time this man was late because he had conviently 'forgotten' everything for his precious plants, and it certainly wouldn't be the last time.

The Headmaster actually was grinning as well, and shook his head. "Atleast you made it before the feast actually ended this year." he said and was received by the man's face reddening with embarrassment. "Continue with the sorting then Professor Weasley" he said now turning back to Hermione.

She nodded, then read the missed name off the list.

"Longbottom, Gerald!"

"HUFFLEPUFF!"

The boy seemed happy for that house match, and quickly, with a huge smile on his face, went over to sit with his new housemates, his father beaming with pride.

As the students settled in, and Hermione took her seat, the Headmaster stood up and said the opening speeches.

"A few announcements as we begin another new year here at Hogwarts. First off, the Forbidden Forest is strictly off limits to ALL students, NO exceptions." and for a moment he allowed his stern gaze to settle on the girls at the Slytherin table who were conviently looking over at the boys at the Gryffindor table and all four were pointedly ignoring him.

"Mr. Filch, our caretaker, asks me to remind you no magic is to be used in the corridors between the classes. Anyone doing so will answer to him." he said sweeping his gaze now at all the students, although thankfully as long as he'd been headmaster here, noone has broken that rule severely, atleast not enough to require punishments.

"Now many of you may notice a new course curriculum for the 5th years and up called Transformations. This will be the first year we are attempting to teach this class, and it will be an elective, not a requirement. With the creation of this new post, we have hired a foremost expert in the field, Professor Sirius Black."

As Sirius nodded, a smile spread acrost his face. For a moment he glanced over at the Headmaster, who barely gave him a perceptible nod, then turned his attention back to the students. Most of them didn't know who Sirius Black was, or what he supposed had done all those years ago. This was a new Sirius Black, his long greying hair still tied back, his manner still very Gryffindorish, but more reserved, relaxed even. He may never be able to bridge the certain gaps that lingered even after all these years, but he felt as if he had come home at last, and a quick glance at the others round the high table confirmed that.

The Headmaster waited as the applause died down, then continued. "On that note, let the feast...begin!" he said with a flourish, and to everyone's delight, the opening feast of a new Hogwarts year began.

Hours later, when the prefects had shuffled their house students off, and the Heads of the respected houses gave them the last checks before bedtime, 7 people headed towards a small stone gargoyle, gaining admittance with the password, "Wolfsbane".

As they climbed the spiral stairs they met up with 2 more people in the office of the Headmaster of Hogwarts, a place they knew well, and some of them for many reasons. Each person took a seat, transfiguring up a few sofas even to accommodate everyone, and with an almost collective sigh, they all sat back with a groan, and began to talk.

"This...is going to be a very long year you know...." Professor Harry Potter, flying instructor of Hogwarts, said rubbing his eyes in weariness, then wrapped his arms round the person sitting next to him drawing him close.

"Mmm...I do believe you're right love. Slytherin though? I thought for sure it would be Gryffindor..." Professor Draco Potter, Potions Master and head of Slytherin House, said thoughtfully to his husband, finding a comfortable spot on his shoulder.

"Well I for one am thrilled that Gerald got into Hufflepuff. Wish I could have been there though." Ginny Longbottom, Charms professor and head of Ravenclaw, sighed. "No I dont blame you dear, but I do wish you'd remember to use the rememberall more often, I can hardly be expected to keep an eye on both of you and the baby now can I?" she said exasperated.

"I am sorry m'love, but those venus flytraps were very important. I just couldn't leave them back in London like that for a whole fortnight now could I." Neville Longbottom, Professor of Herbology, and head of Hufflepuff, said softly to his wife, hoping to pacify her. "Atleast Gerald will be happy in Hufflepuff, he never really was meant for Gryffindor anymore then I was." he said without malice. He wasn't really ever brave and courageous like the others, and it was always a mystery to everyone how he had ended up there instead of Hufflepuff.

"Atleast you dont have to deal with the twins like I have to Gin!" Hermione said now with a groan, putting her hands to her forehead to rub her temples.

"Awe come on 'Mione, it wont be so bad! After all, maybe with the four of them separated it wont be half as painful anyway..." Ron Weasley, her husband and Professor of Astronomy, said with a half grin, though everyone in the room knew that wasn't a likely option.

"The way I see it, now that the houses are actually on speaking terms thanks to you four, it's just going to make it worse. Marauder's in the making I think." Sirius said with a grin.

"Well pardon us for destroying Voldemort, Sirius. Ungrateful you are you know!" Harry said laughing. "I mean we didn't have to you know, you could have always stayed as Snuffles." he said getting a swift kick for his efforts.

"Yeah yeah, rub it in. Meanwhile you four get the Order of Merlin First Class, the admiration of the entire wizarding world, each other and your kids...and what did poor old Sirius Black get?" Sirius said with a mock grumble.

"Come off it Paddy, I saw the way Mika Sorrenson, the Divinations professor looked at you when you were introduced. I think she's already fancying on checking her charts to see if there a big black dog in them!" Remus Lupin-Snape, Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, said with a chuckle, and Sirius turned red as a beet.

"W-well...she is rather err...oh face it I'm way too old for her anyway. She's what...40?" Sirius said with a grimace.

"Oh really now Sirius Black, you're only 58 yourself, that's hardly old in the wizarding world! You're still in your prime man!" Ginny said with a snort. "And since when does age matter anyway eh...you may be going grey Sirius, but you're still a darn attractive man by any means, and Mika isn't exactly taken you know...go for it." she said with a yawn.

"She's right Padfoot, you've got plenty of time left. Give it a go mate." Remus said, yawning as well now.

"Well, personally I"m in for it. Think I'll go check up on the girls, then head down to the dungeon. Coming love?" Harry said trying to hold back a yawn as well, and moved slightly, realizing Draco was already sleep on his shoulder. "Guess that answers that. Headmaster do you mind?" Harry said nodding over to the fireplace, and getting a nod of approval from the Headmaster, he took his husband gently in his arms, a loving look on his face still after all these years, and made his exit via the floo to their rooms in the dungeon.

Ginny and Neville were next to go. "We'll go just check up on Gerald and Katherin as well. I haven't seen her nearly all day now. Miss the little tyke." Neville said, his eyes also showing how proud a father he was, and how much still he loved his wife Ginny. Bidding everyone goodnight, they also made a hasty retreat.

"Guess we'll head out too. Check the boys and make sure they didn't bring anything truely horrid to put out on their first day of classes. If those two aren't a match for Fred and George I'll eat that damned sorting hat meself." Ron said taking his wife by the hand and chuckling at the pained expression on the Headmasters face.

"Dont worry so much, they'll be fine. But we best check them out now before it's too late. Goodnight all!" Hermione said, dragging Ron out almost forcefully, words of 'how could you' in the backround.

Sirius glanced round at the very emptied room now, and for a second debated on something. "Well, then, I can tell when the party's ended for the evening. I do believe it's not late enough where a nightcap might be allowable. What say you Moony? Think a trip to the heavens might be worth it?"

Remus chuckled, "Let's just say you're reputation precedes you Padfoot. I"m sure a butterbeer by moonlight is just up her alley so to speak. Go on, have a good time, just stay out of trouble eh?"

"Moi? Trouble?" Sirius laughed. "That's the idea Moony, that's the idea!" and with a grin he headed quickly out of the office, a certain attractive Divination's professor in his mind.

There was now only two occupants left in the room, both feeling suddenly older then any of the ones who'd just left, even Sirius.

"Well?" Remus said slowly getting up and pushing back a strand of his now all grey hair. The years had taken it's toll on him, the transformations getting harder and harder. In 5 days would be the full moon, and his body allready ached as if it was that night.

The man, who had said nothing during all this, just sat observing and listening, got up and crossed the room, his manner a bit more relaxed now that the others were gone. He went over to a small cabinet and pulled out 2 stemmed glasses, and a bottle of butterbeer, then walked back and stopped infront of Remus, pouring them both drinks.

He looked round the room for a moment, still unbelieved in his mind that all this real. The office hadn't changed much since he had been a student here, a few new pieces of furniture, Fawkes still sitting on his perch, sadly close to his deathday or he'd have been in fine plumage, and of course, a new painting on the wall behind the chair in which his old Headmaster, and now he himself, sat.

"Knut for your thought love?" Remus said standing up and going over to rub his mates shoulders, feeling the tensions ease out of them from underneath his gentle fingers. He noticed more strands of salt and pepper grey now in Severus's hair then before, and his body noticeably was getting thinner of the last few months, but at the moment Remus didn't want to get his mate riled up, so he just kept massaging.

Severus Snape sighed, then took hold of his lifemate's hand, bringing him round to face him. "She's a Slytherin."

Remus chuckled. "As if she would be anything but love."

He raised an eyebrow at Remus, but that didn't answer the underlying question, and Remus knew it.

"She's everything I always wanted Sev. She's you, a part of you...that I can always have, always hold on to. Now that there's peace in the world, with Voldemort gone, the death eaters, including Lucius Malfoy dead, I would still have wanted her." he said softly gazing his aging brown eyes into the dulled coal black ones that once held hatred and mistrust. Black eyes that were softer, more tolerant, loving.

"She is me isn't she. She has the same demeanor, the temper, the curiosities...she'll be our death you know." Severus said just as softly, and with a slight grin.

Remus grinned as well, "I know, and I love her even more for it. But not half as much as I love you still Severus Snape. She's not our responsibility anymore now Sev, she'll be fine. It's you I'm worried bout Sev...." Remus said gazing intently at Severus now, giving him the once over.

He waved his hand towards Remus, shaking his head. "I"m fine too Remmy, nothing to worry about." he said swiftly.

"You can fool everyone else Severus, but not me. I'm your husband, you're lifemate remember. Every part of you is etched in my mind, so dont lie to me now." Remus said  softly, standing again before him.

"I never could, could I." Severus said with a sigh. "When Albus gave me this position, I swore to him I would do whatever it took to make this school work. To move it away from the traditions that have long held it back, the house feuds that bred so many hatreds. I did that, I kept my promise."

"Yes you did, but stop avoiding the question Severus. What is it?" Remus said.

"I do love you you know. I'm not very good at being mushy or loving, or saying things with alot of emotion in that area, I am certainly no expert. But I do love you Remus Lupin-Snape." Severus said, avoiding his mates eyes now.

"Now I know something's wrong with you Sev. The only time you ever tell me that is on our wedding anniversary, and that's 6 months away yet." Remus said in a pained voice.

Severus sighed. "I'm paying for what I was Remus, that's all. Time..cannot heal all wounds."

"How long?" Remus said in a strangled voice.

Severus shrugged. "I dont know. I've told noone either Remus, and I want to keep it that way. Not even Poppy knows. Only you."

"Why? There's nothing that can..."

"Nothing. I've looked, checked every dark and light source of magics out there Remus, I blame noone but myself. When Harry and I confronted Voldemort, and you and Draco had gone off to fight Lucius, I knew what I was in for. When Voldemort got off the "Torturisus Curse", I thought I avoided it. I apparently didn't. I never told anyone, I wasn't even sure I had got hit really, it all happened so quickly that night. The effects of the curse can sometimes take days, weeks, months even to manifest fully. I was lucky, it took 5 years before I knew then I had been hit, and now I"m paying for it."

"That's why you've been down in the potions lab when Draco was out, wasn't it." Remus said sitting down now in a chair, trying to take all this in. He couldn't lose Severus, not now. Not after everything they'd been through.

"There's no reversal spell for the curse, you know that Remmy. I've been secretly all these years making sleeping draughts, strengthening potions, everything you could think of so it would appear as if nothing's wrong with me. It's just prolonging the inevitable though, eventually...." Severus said, an there was no need for explanations.

"Guess....I guess then...we'll keep fighting Sev. I"m not going to lose you now you know. I need you, I couldn't go on with out you anymore. Everyone needs you Severus, not just me really, Harry, Draco, Ron, Hermione, Sirius...the whole school...and especially Ryanna. Dont you dare die on us now Severus Snape." Remus said getting up and walking back over to Severus, gazing deep into his eyes.

Severus looked at him, love pouring out of his eyes for the man before him. A man whom he had humiliated, defeated, nearly lost....and who still loved him more each day then Severus could ever dream possible. He knew he didn't deserve a man like this, but that was an argument he wasn't willing to breech at the moment.

Instead he said, "You can be rest assured on that Remus Lupin-Snape. I think even, I have more then enough energy at the moment to even show you that...." he said with a small curl to his lips, and taking the glass from Remus's hand, and putting both glasses back down on his desk, he drew his lifemate to him, holding him tightly for a moment.

As he gazed into his lovers eyes, gently he drew his lifemates lips to his own, feeling the immediate response such a small kiss could still bring to them both. Despite the full moon being so close, this was a passion that always burned in these two, as it still did within Harry and Draco now many floors and rooms away.

The painting of Albus Dumbledore watched with a smile as the Headmaster of Hogwarts and the Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor left the room towards their private chambers off the main office, where they would remain undisturbed till morning.

Life was short, even for the noblest of wizards, and new generations would come and go in this school. As it had for a 1000 years prior, it would for the next 1000 years, and more portraits would be added to the office of the Headmaster. New faces, new heros would come and vanquish the evils, but there would never be heros in the history books that would sing the praises of the ones who'd fought so valiantly for the side of good and truth. Even 1000 years from now, the books would show the faces of Albus Dumbledore, Harry and Draco Potter, and Severus and Remus Lupin-Snape as the leaders of the what was to become the 'Beginning of the New Wizarding World."

Hatreds would be pushed aside, houses within the famed school would show no sides, no preferences in friendships, purebloods would befriend muggleborns. And in a small clearing, near a lake within the Forbidden Forest, 4 shining headstones, always clear of leaves and debris, were constant reminders of this new world, and what had been lost in creating it. There were only 2 visitors to these 4 graves all these years, and that was the way it was supposed to be. A promise, a bind even had been made, and this time, remained unbroken. And the brother and sister would always remember these four people with fond hearts, and even fonder memories. Love had indeed, survived.

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1960 - 2020 Age: 60

Husband, Father, Friend

Headmaster Of Hogwarts

Died Of Unknown Causes

~~~Remus J. Lupin-Snape~~~

1960 - 2035 Age: 75

Husband, Father, Friend

Headmaster of Hogwarts

Leaving Only To Join His Love

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1986 - 2131 Age: 145

Husband, Father, Friend

Headmaster of Hogwarts

The Boy Who Lived For All

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1986 - 2131 Age: 145

Husband, Father, Friend

Died in his Husband's Arms

Never Regretting His Sacrifices

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Well that's it for this one all :sniff sniff: sorry bout the touch of angsty ending, but rest assured there's plenty more Harry/Draco and even Sev/Remus, and even more Sirius and the rest coming up next....possibly even by tonight! :) (depends if I get some more sleep ugg!) Ta-ra till then mates!

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