Prologue

Harry Potter was happy. He was smiling which was very unusual for him. The reason behind his smile was that he had just submitted his resignation letter to the Minister. He was now free from all his duties of being an Head Auror.

There was a time when Harry thought that he would never leave this job. He was naive at that time and just 18 years old, fresh out of school and a war. He had given 42 years of his life to this job. His wife, Ginny Weasley had left him and his children James, Albus and Lily rarely corresponded with him. He had gotten so busy in, first capturing escaped death eaters and then subduing wannabe Dark Lords that he had not cared properly for his own life.

He had first started feeling lost and lonely at 45 when he became Head Auror. He had been so busy in re-organizing Auror department that when his wife left him he didn't even cared about it thinking she would be back after some time. She never came back but after waiting for him to contact her for a week divorce paper came.

He had a few flings after that but nothing serious ever happened. He never ever thought he would be jealous of Draco Malfoy but if he was truthful about it, he was. Draco never needed a job, he looked after his business, got rich and lived a luxurious life.

Ron also got in partnership with George at Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes and earned a lot of money, lived luxuriously with his wife Hermione Granger who became a writer. Neville married Hannah, took a job as teacher while Hannah looked after Leaky Cauldron. They all were content but Harry wasn't. He had a shitload of money as he hadn't gotten to spending around much after his wife left him. This is why Harry has taken a retirement. He wanted to be free.

His friend also had forgotten about him. Harry had last seen Ron about 5 years ago at the funeral of Mr. Wesley i.e. Arthur Weasley.

Hermione had refused to speak to him when he met her at a party about 2 years ago citing that she could not be seen speaking to her sister in law's husband.

Neville was the only one who kept him company from time to time. Having a firewhiskey or Ogden's finest mead with him occasionally. Harry never thought his life will come to this point.

His friend should have understood that he would never let someone die again because he was incompetent. He had worked so hard that he was now one of the world's best auror. He had been given various accolades in his life but one thing that he truly needed was never given to him which was love. Harry knew that Ginny only thought that she loved him, but it was only infatuation. It was never really love.

He had thought that he is making the world safe for his children. But his children had all gone with their mother and never looked back towards him. Even when he wanted to patch things up they had refused. They never accepted his gifts, sending them back unopened.

He had done all this for his children too. He never wanted adoration, fame, or a celebrity status. Harry always only wanted love but he received everything but that. But if he couldn't get love then he wanted peace. He at least wanted happiness for himself. He didn't know when he was last happy. But now he was free to find it.

Free from duty, free from job, free from obligations, free to spend his money.

As Harry entered his modest house in Godric's Hollow he thought about selling it and never stepping another foot here after today. He thought of buying a manor somewhere. As he went to sleep after having dinner, he had a smile on his face thinking that from tomorrow his life will change. From tomorrow.

He had not idea how his life was going to change from tomorrow.