Chapter one

Four months after the fall of Voldemort, the students returned to the partly repaired castle. The students who should have finished the previous year, but due to the war, they couldn't, they returned as well. The governors, the minister and the headmaster all agreed that those students should be given the choice of returning to finish their education. Most did, some stayed away and found work that didn't require n.e.w.t.s. Some that stayed away could not face the place they lost family or friends.

Harry Potter and his friends returned and even though they were all relieved that the war was over, like a lot of other people, they were quiet for the most part, none more so than Harry Potter. He might be the magical world's hero, but all Harry wanted was to get through one year, his final year at Hogwarts without anything dangerous happening. He was determined to ignore signs that would normally have him running straight into danger. But after the previous years, Harry was just too tired to keep continuing with the adventures, whether they were dangerous or fun. Most days Harry could be found sitting somewhere with a book opened in front of him, parchment always lying beside the book and a self inking quill sitting on the parchment. If he wasn't studying he was helping staff with the repairs that still needed doing. Headmaster Snape had given the seventh year students the option of helping if they so desired. Some did, some just wanted to spend their time studying. Harry had been disappointed that Hermione and Ron did not help, so even though Hermione liked to study, that wasn't the reason, she spent a lot of free time cuddled up with Ron on his dorm bed. He knew his friends didn't feel the same way about Hogwarts as he did. He just thought it would have been the right thing to do to help with the repairs.

Over those four months before they started at Hogwarts, Harry started to drift away from his two best friends, he had his own life and so did they. But to Harry, it seemed like they did not want to spend any time with him. Harry had thought a lot about that. Ron he could understand, his sister was hurt that Harry did not want to date her again when Ginny had admitted she was in love with Harry. He did not want to explain why, he did not think the Weasley family would understand that Albus Dumbledore was the reason Harry had dated Cho and Ginny. Harry only went along with it so no one would discover his secret; something he knew would not be accepted by certain people.

Harry did not care what people thought of him and he wasn't ashamed, but he had enough lies printed about him that he did not want to give them something else they could write about. It would probably be like before, it would be lies or twisted to make him look bad or dark, which would give him more attention and he was trying to stay away from that. A lot of reporters only wrote the truth about Harry now he was the magical world's hero. But there were still some out there that were just plain jealous or hidden supporters of the dark arts.

But with Ron and Hermione, Harry thought okay, they are a couple now and need time together. It was when he refused to date Ginny again that they didn't seem to want to spend time with him and that confused him, until they kept trying to get him to change his mind about Ginny. It was because of this that he just couldn't stand to be around them anymore because they never stopped trying to get Harry to change his mind about Ginny. Hermione even going as far as saying that Harry and Ginny would be perfect together, where Harry thought they were completely different and not suited in anyway.

Like he was found quite often, Harry was sitting at the staff table end of Gryffindor table reading a book, his parchment and quill beside him.

'Doesn't he do anything other than help with repairs or read?' a Ravenclaw girl said to a friend as she passed Harry in the great hall.

'That's all I've seen, he reads or writes, hardly talks. But I did find out that he's single.'

'I thought Weasley was still after him?' Alice asked.

'She is but from what I found out he said no, hasn't stopped her trying,' Sandra glanced around, 'Doesn't stop a lot of girls trying to get him, he just doesn't seem interested.'

'Maybe he wants high n.e.w.t. scores for whatever he wants to do. I suppose when you think about it the last few years have been disruptive, especially for him.'

'Yes, I suppose, but I wish he would direct those dreamy green eyes my way,' Sandra sighed and her heard friend sigh as well, 'We've all got it, the same dreams, we're all lusting after Harry Potter.'

'My dreams are becoming X-rated now. I can't go one night without waking, feeling achy and drenched in sweat. I'm so wet that I have to take care of myself, but I do think about his face and his body. Oh what I would give just to see his cock, just once, then I could use that in my dreams. I wonder how many people try to slip him a love potion?'

'Lot's, I've heard girls talking about it in the bathrooms. I told them it won't work, Harry has his own house elf bring him everything, food and drink and whatever is on the table during meals is always prepared by that elf. Some girls have tried to bribe the elf to get him to help, but all the elf tells everyone is that he serves his master Harry. I would serve him anything he wants if he would just give me one smile. I would drop to my knees in a heartbeat if he would just smile. Oh those lips.' the two girls sighed again as they became lost in the thoughts of Harry Potter, they did not even try to hide the fact they were lusting after him.

Harry who had been reading his advanced transfiguration book when he noticed writing appear on his parchment. He smiled before he glanced around to make sure no one was close then he started reading.

"If I have to keep hearing girls talk about their wet dreams of you, I might start keeping you locked up where they can't see you. I'm so ready right now I feel like I'm going to explode."

Harry grinned then wrote, "I will help you with that later as long as you return the favour. But I don't encourage them, I don't even look at them."

The writing appeared again, "I know you don't, doesn't mean I like hearing it. But as for your promise and your favour, always. I might have to make you suffer for a while, like I have been ever since term began. Do you realise how many girls want you, it's nauseating."

Harry chuckled, "It's not my fault babe, I don't want them, just you and that gorgeous body and those eyes that look at me with such heated desire. Oh now I'm turning myself on. I will definitely be there right after dinner. Doing all my work during the day gives us more time of an evening. But nothing better disrupt us tonight, that's happened twice now, you get called away, grrrrrr."

The writing appeared again, '"It is not my doing, I would rather have you squirming under me and screaming my name than to listen to all that babble. That firm tanned body wiggling against mine is all I can think of. I finally get it and someone has to cause a problem. Have you heard what they are saying about you now?"

"I try not to. I see the looks but don't take much notice."

The writing appeared again, "Your friends are heading your way."

Harry put his quill down and started reading again as Hermione, Ron and Neville sat down around him.

'What are you working on?' Hermione glanced at the sheet, 'Animagi.'

Harry kept his face impassive, but he liked the fact that only he could see what was really written on the page, a nice enchantment to keep his relationship a secret. He had read about it when he had stayed at Hogwarts during the four months after the battle. He found that charm such a comfort, knowing that no matter what was written it would only look like work he was doing. Animagi was one thing his friends knew he wanted to achieve; they did not know he could already change. Harry had decided that now the war was over, he did not need to share everything with his friend. That didn't happen straight away, his friends seemed to keep things from him. He saw their looks and they would whisper a lot. He wasn't sure what was going on or why, so he figured it was time to keep his life private, as much as he possible could.

'You know I want to change, I'm studying as much as I can.'

'You want something different or like your patronus?' Neville asked as he pulled some food towards him.

'Different. I did think of Sirius and his dog, but decided I want a complete change from anything in my passed, start fresh as they say. So, I'm hoping my animagus isn't anything to do with my father or godfather.'

'Are you going to eat?' Ron nodded towards the food as he shovelled some into his mouth.

'Just waiting for Kreacher, I told him at five thirty.'

'Why do you keep doing that? There is nothing wrong with this food,' Hermione huffed.

'I do not want to find myself in love with some babbling girl. So, many are still trying to find a way to slip me a potion, they're even asking Kreacher to do it for them. He won't because I ordered him not to listen to anyone but me. The headmaster gave me permission since he does know what is going on and being said.'

'I wish you would free him,' Hermione scolded.

'No, he asked me not to and if you think about this logically Hermione, something you like to do, Kreacher only works for me, not Hogwarts. So, he does less now than ever before, plus he decided to fight when he didn't have to, this is my way of thanking him. He wants to stay with me so I'm allowing him too.'

'I still don't like it, but I was asked to give you this,' Hermione held out a small folded piece of lilac paper. Harry stared at the paper then pointed his wand at it, casting a non-verbal revealing spell, 'What are you doing?'

'I also heard about certain charmed objects that are coated in a love potion, like that one is. Do you really take me for an idiot Hermione? But tell Ginny if she does it again I might hex her until she's bald and her hair will never grow back,' Harry picked up his book, 'I'm going to the kitchens.'

Harry turned and left the hall but did not go to the kitchens, he went straight to a secret door on the seventh floor which allowed him straight into his lover's room, then he called Kreacher to bring him his dinner. He could not understand why Hermione and Ron are so adamant that he get back with Ginny. Even with what Hermione said, they should know that Harry and Ginny have nothing in common. If Harry was honest and not gay, he wouldn't go for Ginny anyway. She was okay to look at, but nothing spectacular. But it was her personality that turned Harry off. She was one of those girls that want to snog in front of others. When they dated before, Harry felt like she was trying to claim him. She had to kiss him in front of other and always had to be touching him. Those thoughts made him shudder. Now he was glad he didn't have to pretend anymore. He thought maybe he should just tell them the truth, but Harry was sick of everything he does finding its way onto the front page of the papers. This time Harry was not revealing anything, that way nothing can be printed about him.

The headmaster had cast a non-verbal enhanced hearing charm, 'I told Ginny if Harry found out, he wouldn't be happy with her, but I never realised he knew that spell. It seems he's been studying a lot of charms while he stayed here,' Hermione sighed, 'He spells his curtains around his bed, so we have no idea what he's doing, unless he is sleeping.'

'Let's just give him time, he'll realise the truth sooner or later. But I better warn Ginny to back off, at least for now,' Ron said.

'He doesn't like her, he's told her and told both of you, can't you just give Harry a break,' Neville said before leaving his dinner and the table.

'We have to get Harry to see Ginny in a different way. The thing is, he's not taking notice of any girl and we know he's been asked out by a lot.'

'That was mum and Ginny's biggest concern, that Harry would start dating all these other girls that keep throwing themselves at him. Those two never stop though, suggestions on what we can do to get Harry to marry Ginny. Mum is still working on wedding plans. I think she should stop for a while.'

'Your mum and Ginny are determined to have Harry marry Ginny before this year is out. Maybe during the Christmas holidays at the Burrow, we will be able to slip him the potion.'

'All we can do is try, but with Ginny trying this,' Ron nodded towards the now discarded lilac note, 'he won't trust anything, not even mum's cooking. You wouldn't believe what I've been hearing in the boys bathrooms though. It seems some boys have overheard some girls talking about how to get Harry, but now they keep saying they will be his harem and do anything he wants if he would just notice them. They have been going into details about what they want to do, head jobs, blow jobs, anything he wants. I was coming out of the bathroom the other day and one girl was waiting for Harry, so I left, but stopped just around the corner and heard her say she would do anything he wanted, sexually, but he turned her down. What is it with Harry, he's getting offers of sex all the time and saying no. You don't think something's wrong with him do you, because that could stuff up Ginny's plans on getting pregnant?'

'Maybe there is something, there were times he faced Voldemort when we weren't there and Harry never went into details about what happened, we just know he was hurt. So yes, maybe he did receive some type of injury that means he can't get it up. If Ginny can't fall pregnant nor get him to marry her then we can never get into his vaults. I knew becoming his friends years ago would backfire on us. We've done everything so he would trust us, we even lost blood for him, but now, I just don't know. I'm just glad he never figured out all the times we manipulated him. It was lucky that Dumbledore didn't either.'

'Most of them were harmless Hermione, just subtle suggestions which had him agreeing with us. If he ever found out that you nudged Sirius into that spell from Bellatrix, I think he would have killed us. I had never seen Harry so angry before. I thought he was going to leave, which meant he would have left Voldemort to take over.'

'He was determined to avenge his parents, so I don't think he would have let that happen and he was still trusting us at the time. That following year is when he dated Ginny and I thought he finally saw her as a girl and not just your sister, Sirius wasn't around to talk him out of it. I think that's why he took so long to notice her; she was your little sister. If Snape hadn't killed Dumbledore, I believe we could have talked Harry into marrying Ginny before we left. Since he broke up with her, your parents had no choice but to deny her request to go with us. Harry didn't even want us with him so he wouldn't have let Ginny. We have to end up related to him; it's the only way we will continue to be noticed. These last few months here, I've seen a shift, people are noticing that Harry doesn't spend as much time with us as he used to.'

'We should not have spoken in front of Neville but at least we didn't say we're trying to give him a love potion. But we've tried to get Neville to see that Harry is just scared to love, after Sirius. At first, he believed us, now he doesn't. I'm wondering if Harry has told Neville something he never told us and that's why he's stopped believing us. We better go tell Ginny to back off, try to just be friends so he will relax and hopefully we can get that potion into him.'

'What if nothing works though Ron, we'll just be known as people that helped, not the friends of the saviour or the family. He was supposed to be our security for the future, that's the only reason we put up with him all these years.'

'We can't give up Hermione, sooner or later we will get Ginny and Harry together. Now let's go before Ginny tries something and Harry just loses his temper with her and she does end up bald for good. If Harry knows more spells, I bet he knows how to do that as well, he does tend to tell the truth,' Ron took Hermione's hand and the walked out of the great hall. The headmaster cancelled the spell before leaving the staff table ready to have a very painful and difficult conversation with Harry Potter.