Chapter 1

"Avada Kedavra!" "Expelliarmus!" The bang was like a cannon-blast and the golden flames that erupted between them, at the dead centre of the circle they had been treading, marked the point where the spells collided. Harry saw Voldemort's green jet meet his own spell, saw the Elder Wand fly high, dark against the sunrise, spinning across the enchanted ceiling like the head of Nagini, spinning through the air towards the master it would jot kill, who had come to take full possession of it at last. And Harry with the unerring skill of the seeker, caught the wand in his free hand as Voldemort fell back-wards, arms splayed, the slit pupils of the scarlet eyes rolling upwards. Tom Riddle hit the floor with mundane finality, his body feeble and shrunken, the white hands empty, the snake-like face vacant and unknowing. Voldemort was dead, killed by his own rebounding curse, and Harry stood with two wands in his hand, staring down at his enemy's shell.

Suddenly Harry was back in the stark white Kings Cross station from earlier. This time however it wasn't Dumbledore that was standing in front of him but two figures, one dressed in a deep black robe and one in a dark red robe.

"Harry Potter, I must admit that I owe you a great deal for what you have accomplished today. Today you eliminated the single biggest threat to my power there has ever been. Today you took down the person that had indeed got further down the road to immortality than any other person has ever done. Also, you have reunited my beloved Hallows. They were never meant the be use as they have been but alas I cannot take them back. I trust that you will do the right thing with them" Said the black robed figure. "Oh! And by the way before you ask yes I am Death himself and this is Fate."

Harry just stood there, he had no clue what to say, how to respond to this. Luckily for him Death then announced "I have said that I owe you a great deal, so I will grant you one wish, you may wish for anything your heart desires and I will grant it. You could wish for someone to come back from the dead and I will allow it."

Harry had finally snapped out of his initial shock and he then started to think. What should he wish for. He could bring Sirius back! He could bring his mother or father back! Then he thought of all the people that had also lost loved ones, he thought of little Teddy Lupin, of how he would never be able so know his parents either. He thought of the Weasleys and how they had lost Fred, of Luna and her mother. Then he knew what he wanted. He knew that Death wouldn't allow everyone to come back so he wouldn't ask for anyone.

"Mr Death, sir I know what I want from you. I know that I can't ask for you to bring everyone back, and I know that it wouldn't be fair to everybody else if I used my wish to get my parents back because all my friends have done just as much as me when it comes to winning the War, so I know what I want." proclaimed Harry.

"Oh, and what is it that you desire?"

"I want every person that truly supported Voldemort to lose their magic. They are all pure-bloods which means that they have no experience in the muggle world, they all despise muggles and I want them to become what they hate. I want every single person who supported Voldemort when he started duelling me to become muggles. Can you do that?" asked a hyperventilating Harry.

Death just looked at Harry. He didn't know how to respond to this statement. He had been expecting to bring back someone who was near and dear to either Harry or one of his friends if Harry was being as selfless as usual, but he had never expected this. Of course, is was within his power to do so but he had never done it. Death looked at Fate, who was still standing next to him. Fate was grinning at him! It was almost as if Fate had foreseen this.

Death just shook his head at Harry. Harry's heart plummeted. He had hoped beyond anything that that would work.

Then Death smiled "Of course I can do that for you Harry. I owe you far too much to not do it when it is within my power to do so."

Harry's heart flew.

"Thank You Mr Death, sir"

Death just smiled at Harry. He then looked at Fate, who now spoke. "Harry Potter, I must admit that I must apologise to you for forcing you to do what you did today and indeed your whole life. I always believed that you would make it through which is why I chose you. You were the only one capable of beating Voldemort and keeping your humanity." Declared Fate, "I too will grant you one wish to make up for what I have forced upon you. I too have the power to bring someone back should you wish it. I am very sorry Harry."

Harry stood there again going through the exact same list of what he could do with his wish and he came to the same conclusion, it just wouldn't be fair to anyone if today he got his parents or Sirius back when they too had lost people in this thrice dammed war. Then it hit him. Fate was sorry that he had bestowed this all onto him, so he should use this against him.

"Mr Fate, sir I want for you to never heap what I have had to do all onto on person. I want to spread the responsibility. Next time it is required that someone like me must come along don't put it all onto him. Include his friends and family. My wish is that no one will ever have to suffer through what I have had to go through." Said Harry

Now it was Fate's turn to be shocked and to look at Death. Unlike Death he had no clue what Harry was going to ask but he never expected it to be this. He was delighted though that Harry had chosen this because Harry was right it should never have been thrust upon just him.

"Harry… you have yourself a deal" declared Fate.

Death then said that he wanted to have a quick private chat with Fate and that they would be right back.

When they returned Fate told Harry, "Harry when we brought you here you collapsed in the real world. Don't worry Death likes you far too much to take you just yet which means that for now you are just magically and physically exhausted. Your friends have taken you to the hospital wing and are watching over you. The moment you wake up both your wishes will be fulfilled. This means that every death eater even if they are not branded will have their magic taken from them. Death has said that he will only take the magic from people who wanted you to lose the duel against Voldemort as those are the true death eaters. Your wish from me however you will never see as the next time there is as great a need for someone as there was now will be long after your death, which won't be for a good number of years apparently, but I do promise that I will never intentionally put as big a burden on someone again."

"Now it is time for you to go. Goodbye Harry Potter and thank you." Said Death as he faded from Harry's view.