Well folks, after much, much, much thinking. I've come back to finish this story. I felt so bad for leaving it hanging. If anyone is still reading, thank you, and I am so sorry. For making you wait, and for the cheesiness of this ending.

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Epilogue:

Severus watched Harry sleep. They'd had a long, hard road, but they had made it through. And he and Harry were together.

Sure long ago Sirius Black had ruined things. That wasn't the first time. He and Harry just had to try harder to stay together, and here they were. Happy at last.

Was Severus still a jerk? You bet. Was Harry still a brat? Of course.

Did they love each other anyway? By Merlin yes!

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Harry felt eyes on him. Severus was watching him sleep again. He did that a lot.

"Severus, I'm awake you know." Harry muttered.

"I realized." Severus replied.

"I also have to get ready for work. Mental ward patients don't take care of themselves." Harry said as he sat up.

"I know you think you owe it to Luna, after she went insane, but Harry that job is very dangerous." Severus said, his hand holding tight to Harry's hand.

"Like your job isn't?" Harry smiled and kissed Severus' lips. "And don't forget, Sirius and Draco have invited us to dinner tonight."

Severus groaned. "Another Malfoy Black affair. Just what I need right before the school term starts."

Harry only smiled at Severus as he got up. Only smiled because no words were needed.

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The worst was long over. Voldemort had been defeated long ago. Ron's death no longer haunted Harry's dreams. Sirius and Draco had finally gotten together and now left their respective godson and godfather in peace. Hermione had gotten married and moved to Australia.

She didn't really talk to Harry anymore. Yet that didn't seem to faze Harry. Harry who dealt with insane people everyday. Harry would understood the pain and agony in the patient's eyes because he knew. He knew just how they felt. He knew they could get better too.

Harry was happy. After all that had happened, he was completely happy. He never wished things were different. He didn't even wish to bring Ron back. Things happened, bad things, Harry knew, but there was no sense in changing them now. Not when everything was finally alright.

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That's it. Thank you to anyone who is still reading. You all mean a lot to me.