School was over. Things had gone rather smoothly getting back a rhythm after the raid. The surviving death eaters were sent to azkaban, Lucius and Ron included. Dumbledore's body was nowhere to be found. That is unless you cut open a rather large hybrid spirt snake who was now hibernating. Mcgonagall took over as headmistress. With Snape taking the position of deputy.

Within 3 days Hogwarts was back to normal with everyone brushing the incident off as an everyday occurrence. How is this possible you wonder... the answer is Harry.

Unknowingly his frantic state set off a chain reaction. Since he couldn't stop his own panic he drew power from everyone in the school. So after a week of crying and screaming the rest of Hogwarts didn't have the energy to panic. The group of 4 Gryffindors and 3 Slytherins didn't attend class. Not even Snape was allowed to leave. So Slughorn was left once again sorting out Harry's potion.

Everything pretty much went back to normal. Harry trusted everyone in the group. Hermione carried him when she read because he liked stories. Pansy carried him when they went to Hogsmead. Dean and Seamus had him when they went outside. Neville carried him when he wanted to talk about his dreams. That was because only Neville knew the extent of his memories. Blaise was still his go to person when he was tired. And Draco when he was upset or tired of the others.

That brings us to now.

Now Harry was curled up in Blaise's lap. The group of friends sitting in the potions class waiting for Slughorn and Snape. School was over and in less than two weeks Harry was going to take his first dose of the potion.

"Right. So it's almost time. Snape and I have tried to find a way to get him to keep his memories but we couldn't find anything. There is a slim chance of him remembering but I wouldn't put to much stock into it." Slughorn said.

"Professor how soon after it's made does he have to take it?" Neville asked.

"He should take it within a day. Why do you ask?"

Neville shrugged. "Harry has never had a happy Christmas. I thought we would be able to give him one. I guess not."

Hermione rubbed Neville's shoulder. "Why don't we buy older him presents. Something that he will like. And we can celebrate our own Christmas?"

"Brilliant idea Hermione. If he remembers we can use it as a celebration as well." Dean declared.

"I should warn you. I don't know how he will react to the potion. He could completely forget you after he takes it. He could only have memories from the current age. This can happen with each stage. You will need to be patient. One more thing it will be best for him to take it at night. In case of any physical changes. Because the transformation will be painful." Slughorn explained.

Harry yawned. Everyone went quiet and watched him. He rubbed his eyes and looked directly at Snape.

"Upies?" He stretched out his arms.

Snape took him from Blaise. Harry liked Snape because Snape told him about his mommy. And he felt close to her when Snape carried him.

"Can pway wif haiw? Pwease." Snape nodded.

Harry smiled and hugged Snape then started playing with his hair. 'Yup this is the best feeling in the world.' Snape thought to himself.

"Professor if he doesn't remember I'm afraid he may run." Neville said.

"I see well we will have to figure something out. We can't lose track of him. Age 8 is rather dangerous. Considering most kids magic is shown." Slughorn pondered. "We can only wait and see however."

*~*

It was quite a dull Saturday so after Slughorn left, the group just followed Snape to his private potions lab. Even though Snape taught DADA now he refused to give up his lab. That had caused many fights with Slughorn but he won all of them of course.

Two weeks after Harry's accident he had started making the place more homey. Now there were couches instead of stools. He had a mini kitchen area set up. A counter-cupboard where he kept ingredients for hot drinks. A kettle powered by magic. A mug stand that had enough space for 10 mugs. And a rounded basket thing that kept some teaspoons. There was also a wall cabinet that he kept snacks in. The top most shelf was spelled to make a make-shift fridge for the milk and a few cold drinks like juice and water. Other than that the rest of the place was all about potions.

Hermione immediately went to making cocoa for everyone but Snape and Draco. She made coffee for Snape and green tea for Draco. They sat down and made plans for their own personal Christmas.

*~*

"So... Now what?"

"No clue Seamus. I think everyone is still a bit somber from the idea that Harry won't remember."

"Ey I hear ya. Let's go outside. Surely Harry can cheer us up." Seamus said.

That's exactly what they did. The rest of the day they had fun in the freshly fallen snow. Harry had indeed cheered them up. The rest of the week was spent goofing around and doing silly things. Occasionally Draco would steal Harry and disappear for a few hours. They would come back laughing and Harry's face would be messed with chocolate. Hermione would scold them playfully and laugh as she cleaned Harry's face.

*~*

"Hermione. Ammm can I talk to you?"

"Sure Blaise what's up?" Hermione closed her book.

She was reading to Harry. Harry pouted and crawled over to Neville. They had made the Slytherin common their temporary living space. They were all laying on the floor. To allow Harry free movement between them.

Blaise shifted. "Somewhere else?"

Hermione put the book down and got up. With Blaise's help of course. And they walked into the hallway.

"What did you want to ta... mmph"

Blaise kissed Hermione as soon as she turned around. She didn't push him away like he expected her to. Instead she melted into the kiss. Blaise sighed in relief and soon pulled away.

"So... what now?" Blaise asked.

Hermione scoffed. "If you like me ask me to be your girlfriend. If you don't then I slap you and walk away. You stupid Slytherin."

Blaise laughed a bit. "Hermione will you be my girlfriend? And can I kiss you again?"

Hermione smiled and nodded her head. She leant forward and they kissed again.

*~*

Dean had been shifting next to Pansy every so often. Not that he was uncomfortable. But because he couldn't stop thinking about kissing her. Sure he didn't like her before, mostly because he believed she had a rotten personality. Now he had gotten to know her and he was falling in love with everything he learnt. He believed her beautiful soul needed to be cherished. The bitch act was exactly that. An act. She was a sweetheart and he wanted to make her his.

The problem was he didn't know how. And his courage was like a rollercoaster. That's why he was shifting. Did he just kiss her? Did he ask permission?

"Would you stop that? What is the... mmph."

He decided to just kiss her. If she slapped him then so be it. But she didn't. Her hand went to his hair and she pulled him closer. The only reason they stopped was because they weren't alone.

"Ew! Yucky!"

A laugh erupted. Dean and Pansy turned to see Harry covering his face and pressing against Neville's chest. Neville was laughing and trying not to fall over. Pansy turned red and sat up. Before she could leave Dean grabbed her arm.

"Go out with me?" Pansy nodded and walked away.

Neville laughed a bit more. "So what... she your girlfriend now?"

Dean smiled. "I would think so. Don't judge me."

"Just don't hurt my friend or else Dean."

Dean smiled at the new presence. "Sure Malfoy."

*~*

A few days later Blaise walked back into the common room with a sleeping Harry. He slumped down on the couch after removing the bag he had. Everyone eyed him. He didn't say anything except he just threw his arm over his face.

"Blaise baby?" Hermione questioned.

Blaise sat up without a word and shook Harry gently. Harry yawned and rubbed his eyes. The presence in the room was dull and sad. Almost bittersweet.

"Hey munchkin. Remember we spoke about that potion? It's time to take it. Then go to bed." Blaise said softly.

"I Sweep wif you?" Harry asked.

"Yes munchkin if that's what you want." Blaise said.

He fished in the bag and pulled out two potions. He set the darker one aside and opened the lighter one.

"You have to take both okay. This one first." Harry nodded and let Blaise give him the potion. "Good boy now this one."

Harry yawned then let Blaise give him the next one. He was too tired to pull a face and instead just laid down. Blaise put the vials away and wrapped his arms around Harry. He laid his head back and sighed.

"Please remember munchkin. It'll break my heart if you don't." With that Blaise closed his eyes.