Past, Present and Future

Chapter 3

The next morning Harry woke up with a massive headache, nothing new really that's how his mornings usually began but being back at the castle seemed to make it worse. He'd been crying for most of the night, the memories of his lover stronger than before. There was a knock at the door, Harry rubbed his eyes and went to the door. He'd fallen asleep in his clothes the day before so that wasn't a problem and he'd found a spell for his eyes so he didn't need glasses. Much to his surprise when he opened the door he saw none other than Draco Malfoy, standing there in all of his glory. Malfoy also seemed shocked to see Harry there, the male in front seemed dead somehow, his skin was pale and he was so thin. Then it was the fact that he had dark purple bags under his eyes, Malfoy himself didn't look much better but at least he hid it with some spells. Malfoy cleared his throat and then spoke up,

I'm here to see the DADA professor,

Oh I see well what do you need? Harry asked tiredly, Malfoy's eyes widened slightly.

Well um, I know I'll be after in DADA, so um i was wondering if you know someone who could tutor me, or um could you maybe do it? Malfoys voice grew quieter with every word and the last ones were barely over a whisper. Harry was both surprised and not surprised at this request but he needed to do something to take his thoughts of his lover, so tutoring Malfoy it was. He sigh before he said,

My office Wednesday 6 oclock. Malfoy was surprised by this and could only nod, Harry checked the clock on his wall and then said,

You should go down to breakfast. It ends soon. Malfoy nodded once again, shocked at how much of a teacher he actually sounded. The next time he saw Harry was once he got to class he was hiding in one of the back corners. Once everyone was there, well almost everyone, Ron wasn't, he was late, not really a surprise there. Harry snapped his fingers and the door slammed shut, as well as locked. The few people who had heard the snap turned their heads to him. However, almost none of them saw him standing there. Harry was wearing almost completely black with dark green details that brought out his eyes.

Harry walked up the middle of the room, his robes flying behind him, like this he looked quite intimidating, no one had realized who the man was yet. When he turned around a loud gasp was heard. Before anyone could say anything Harry put his hand up as if to say, don't, then he spoke up,

To EVERYONE in here my name is professor Potter, both inside and outside, call me anything else and you'll get the exact same consequences as if it was any other teacher. I already know all of your names so let's start, who can tell me what you need to say to create a patronus, and who can tell me what you need to think of to be able to do it? Almost all of the students raised their hands, he could also see that Malfoy looked quite confident with that question. Harry looked around the classroom for a second time before saying,

Mr. Malfoy, do you perhaps know the answer? Malfoy nodded and said,

The word you need is 'expecto patronum' and you need to think of a happy memory, and professor? Harry only nodded, not feeling like answering verbally.

Can you do a patronus and if so can you show us? Harry sighs before nodding. He closed his eyes trying to think of a happy memory but all of them felt sad now. He thought of his confession, there first kiss and many more things, then at last he remembered the proposal, he could never forget. He'd been so happy that day. He took a deep breath,

Expecto patronum, a blinding light came from his wand and it then turned into a stag. Harry opened his eyes and in just that moment it disappeared. Harry sigh and the looked out over the class and said,

It as you can see takes a lot of concentration, but with enough training it's possible. Then a hufflepuff raised her hand and said,

Professor, what do you think of when creating your patronus? Harry sigh he knew the question would come up eventually and said,

It's a promise, everyone looked at him in confusion, sighing once more he continued,

The day that promise was made was one of the happiest days of my life and i thought that we would be able to keep it but we weren't, his eyes got slightly glossy as he said this but other than that he looked normal, no eyebags, no pale skin and he wasn't as thin as in the morning, that's when Malfoy realized that his teacher was in many ways just like him, using spells to hide what he really looked like, how he really felt just for others not to worry. The girl beside Malfoy, raised her hand;

Yes Ms. Parkinson? Harry asked raising his eyebrow,

I'm curious Professor, what kind of promise was it? And if it is as you say one of the happiest days in your life then how come it disappeared the moment you opened your eyes?

Ms. Parkinson, can I ask you something? She nodded. What kind of promise do you think it was? Parkinson, obviously not expecting this question, looked at him in slight surprise.

Well.., Professor, could it have something to do with the,..war? It was Harry's turn to be surprised, he was not expecting that response. He shook his head, no, that was not quite right;

Well then professor I can't think of anything else. Please tell us. Harry bit his lip before nodding.

Fine i'll tell you, it was a promise between me and someone, we promised to get out of the hell, together, and to then spend the rest of our lives together, he smiled a little. To run away from everything, I was going to become a healer and he was going to continue working in, he cut himself off and then continued. He was going to continue working. We were going to have the time of our lives.

Then Neville said,

But, Professor that sounds happy so that doesn't explain why it's sad? Before Harry could answer a ravenclaw said;

Isn't it obvious?He talks about this person in past tense, they are dead you idiot. All eyes in the classroom was at harry again waiting for confirmation. 

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