It had been 65 years now since the battle of hogwarts was fought. Not much had happened since then. Harry, now an old man sat alone in his armchair. Ginny had passed away an year ago. Their children were supposed to visit with their families in a few days but harry felt pale.Recently, he was not feeling very well. Ron knew about this but harry made him swear not to tell anyone as he did not want any fuss.

Harry wanted some tea but he couldn't get up. He removed his wand but then lowered it again. Instead he made little sparks flow out of his wand and smiled to himself. Even after all this time magic never stopped to amuse him. Suddenly his scar started burning. After 65 years harry had felt this sensation. Harry turned around only to see...Tom Riddle , standing there smiling at him not cruely but warmly. He was not in his ugly form but instead was in his charming old human form. Harry couldn't believe his eyes and said ,"It has been a long time,isn't it ?" " Yes"replied Tom. " its time for you to come with me."

Harry knew exactly what he meant.

"But I am afraid." said harry in a low voice, his scar still burning. "Don't be afraid ." said another voice.This time it was his mother lilly. And behind her stood everyone he had lost in his life ; James, Ginny, dumbledore, fred , sirius,reamus,tonks, snape , the dursleys, cedric,hagrid,all of them smiling warmly at him , telling him it was time. Harry took a deep breath, glanced at his wand and his old house and said ," I am ready." Tom streatched his hand, Harry took it and greeted death like an old friend...