**I cried while writing this so you might want to be prepared for that possibility** Also anyone who suffers from childhood trauma this is a little triggering!! There is also mentions of sexual gross comments made to a minor (age 12) but it's not very detailed and it's very slight.
Harry's heat ended the following Tuesday, the last Tuesday of April. He spent most of the day sleeping and eating and he also took a nearly two hour long bath before he felt clean again.
Wednesday he spent studying for his Magical Theory NEWT that he took on Thursday, and Friday he spent studying for his Alchemy NEWT that he took on Saturday, the last day of April. Between studying he spent time using the mirror to talk to Remus and Sirius and sometimes James.
Sunday he spent most of the day catching up on his work and drinking lots of stress relief or focusing tea to get through it. He was back at school that day finalizing his NEWT schedule as well. Every week on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays he had one NEWT to take. Which to him was a lot better than trying to fit three NEWTs in one day and trying to study and revise for all three of them at the same time.
His first NEWT of the month was Magical World Culture, followed by History of Magic, and Astronomy that Friday. All classes Harry was confident about.
After his Astronomy NEWT that Friday after lunch, Harry headed to Hogwarts to see his mates for the first time in over two weeks. Not that anyone knew he was coming, he had told them he had too much work, but it turns out Harry was getting antsy being away from his mates for so long. So he didn't really have much of a choice in the matter and he figured he could do his work there anyway.
Harry found Remus first, he was in his classroom frowning at a piece of parchment, presumably a student essay, with his head tilted to the side.
"Don't you teach OWL level? They can't be that bad." Remus looked up from the parchment and grinned at him,
"I thought you were too busy this week?"
"I said I might be too busy." Harry said entering the office while he pulled off his messenger bag and set it on one of the tables he passed, "I have a lot of work still, but I figured I could do it here anyway. One of those things is the family project anyway so I thought James would like to help out where I will let him."
"Ah yes, the project that started it all. How goes it?"
"A lot better than whatever you were just trying to read." Remus chuckled, setting the paper down as Harry rounded the desk.
"I promised James I would help grade his papers since he had almost two weeks of grading mine. I now know why James is always rubbing his temples and staring at the paper as if it's in another language." Remus told him as he leaned back in his chair watching him.
"First years?" Harry asked, grabbing the paper and looking it over, "Ah..Hags. I wrote a phenomenal essay about Hags for my end of the year essay for my first year. Got an O on it of course."
"Why does that not surprise me."
"Which part? That it was phenomenal or that I got an O?"
"Both."
"To be fair I was a ten year old in a prestigious school for rich kids who took one look at me and decided they were better than I was. I had a lot to prove." Harry said, setting the paper down, "Any other classes today?"
"One more in...thirty minutes."
"Where's James?"
"Quidditch Pitch with Charlie. Last game of the year tomorrow."
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REWRITTEN! The Truth Untold
FanficThe Dursleys put Harry into an orphange only a few months after they found him on their front step. Years later for a school project Harry contacts his birth family which soon reveals his married godfather and his husband to be his mates, a secret a...
