Twenty-seven year old Harry Potter stood over his wife's grave. He still couldn't believe that she had been gone for seven years now, taking their unborn children with her. Voldemort had had one last Horcrux left, and he resurrected himself using it. He had taunted Harry about it as he was standing over Hermione's dead body.
He cried silently and began talking. "Hey, Hermione. It's Harry. Well, obviously you know that, I mean, you can single out my voice from anywhere. I killed him, Hermione. The Dark Tosser is gone, everyone up there can rejoice, cause he's finally gone. How are our lovely babies doing? Well, I guess since I can't hear you unless I call you up that it's a useless question. I want you to know that I will forever love you. Don't ever doubt that," he whispered.
"Oh, I won't," said a voice in a mischievous manner. He spun around and saw two figures. One was his beloved wife, though she was a ghost, the other was cloaked in black, but the hood was down and it looked like a young man. Harry knew instantly who this was. It was one of the ones who was bound to him afterall, and as the young mans master, he had a right to know.
He stumbled forward a step, reaching out for his wife. She was still exactly how he remembered her. Bushy hair, beautiful smile, able-to-get-lost-in brown eyes, and still six months pregnant. She was awfully large for six months, though. Maybe there was more than two babies there?
He stumbled forward another step, tears cascading down his face. "Hermione!" he whispered, holding his hand out. She reached out and placed her cool hand against his, giving the illusion of solidly touching. She smiled at him tenderly and he gave her a watery smile in return.
"My Harry, I'm so sorry for leaving you alone," she said. "It's okay, I don't blame you. It was the Dark Tossers fault, he made you and the twins die," he said. "Triplets," said the other man. Both paused and turned to him. "Say what?" Hermione asked. "What do you mean, Jacob?" Harry asked the Oldest Death.
"Lady Hermione is pregnant with triplets, when she was alive I could hear three heartbeats besides hers," Jacob said. Harry gave a bitter smile. "And now I shall never know them," he said.
Jacob bowed his head. "Actually, Master, you can. I have an offer for you and Lady Hermione," he said.
They looked at him. "We're listening," Harry said. "I thought that you brought me down here to let Harry and I see each other again since he can't die," Hermione said. Harry paused. "I can't die?" he asked.
Jacob shuffled a foot. "No, Master, you can't. As Death's Master, we made it so that you can't die. It would not be within our best interest if you died, so we made you immortal. We did not think of how sad you would be without your wife, so we did not make her immortal too. We figured that you would move on and find another wife, but now we see that you can't. And that leads me to our offer," he said, looking up hesitantly.
"What is it?" Harry asked, not happy, but able to excuse their poor thinking, as that was probably how other immortals thought. He almost snorted. Change your partner so carelessly? He didn't think so. He wouldn't be able to do it.
"I can send both of you back through time, with two other people that you choose. One for each. I can only send you back to a time when you received your first Hallow. That means the day that the cloak was passed to you on the day of your parents death. However, you can't change that as then you wouldn't be the owner of the cloak anymore. I'm sorry," Jacob said.
Harry waved it off. He'd never known his parents, so not being able to save them, though it was a huge disappointment, was nothing major.
"Who can we choose?" Hermione asked, "And will I still be dead?" Jacob shook his head. "No, you will not be dead, I will be giving you both slightly new bodies, so that nobody instantly connects you to your past selves. As for who, anyone that you want, though I suggest no one harmful to your mission, like a Death Eater, or Ministry idiots like Fudge and Scumbridge, or people like Rita Skeeter," he said.
Both looked at him, surprised, though slightly amused. "Scumbridge?" Harry asked. Jacob nodded fervently. "Yes! Her name is Umbridge, and she is the scum of the Earth, so she is Scumbridge!" he said.
Harry's lips pulled up at the corner, and Hermione was trying hard not to smile. Harry looked at her. "Well, looks like I have a new name for the Toad," he said. She gave up. "Harry!" she said, laughing. He grinned at hearing her laugh. He hadn't heard that sound in so long.
They turned serious a minute later. "Neville, or Luna," Harry said. "Funny, I was gonna say the exact same thing," Hermione said. He smiled, then turned to Jacob. "You know our choices, Neville and Luna, but only if they agree," he said.
Jacob nodded and raised a hand. Suddenly, two other ghosts were there. They were wide eyed at seeing them, then Luna looked at Jacob and gave a 'Oh, that explains it' look. Neville still looked confused.
Harry grinned at seeing them. "Luna! Nev!" he said happily. "Harry? What's going on? I know that you're not dead, so why are we here, seeing you?" Neville asked. "Jacob, explain," Harry ordered.
So Jacob did, and when he finished, Neville was looking hopeful. He turned to Harry and Hermione. "So, out of everyone, even Ron and Ginny, you chose us?" he asked.
Harry and Hermione looked sad when those two were mentioned. "Well, you see, we had a bit of a falling out. Ginny wanted to be with me, and Ron wanted to be with Hermione, and they wouldn't accept no, so we told them to not speak to us again," Harry said sadly.
"Oh," Neville said, awkwardly. "But still, out of everyone you could have chose, you chose us!" Luna bopped him upside the head. "Leave them alone, Nev, we are their friends afterall," she said. He smiled and nodded. "Yeah, you're right," he said.
"So? What do you choose?" Harry asked. They looked at him and smiled. "I think that I can speak for both of us when I say that we will go with you," Neville said. Luna nodded. Harry and Hermione smiled.
"Now then, when to go back?" Harry asked himself. He snapped his fingers. "The Spring before my tenth birthday, that will give us plenty of time to prepare for adopting my past self," he said. The others looked at him curiously. Even Jacob was curious.
"Adopting past Harry? Isn't he safe at the Dursely's?" Neville asked. "Safe from Voldemort and his Death Munchers? Yes. Safe from his relatives? No," Harry said.
"What do you mean?" Luna asked, serious for once. Hermione's face was hard, as she already knew this information. "He is beaten everyday that he is there. And he is treated worse than any Houself I have ever seen. He is made to cook, clean, mend clothes, paint, tend to the garden, fix things, and many other things that I don't care to mention. He and I have many scars from their beatings, I have more than him, though, for being there longer," Harry said.
"Show them, Harry," Hermione ordered. He hesitated, then obeyed. He pulled off his shirt and revolved on the spot, making everyone gasp, even Jacob, who had no idea that that had even happened to his Master. Harry put his shirt back on.
"Ok," Neville said in a strangled voice, trying to fight the urge to haunt those evil people(Because he couldn't kill them, he was dead). "What did you mean by prepare?" he asked.
Harry smiled. "We need to get rid of Voldemort before he possesses Quirrel, so we need to destroy all of his Horcri," he said. "I can help with that, Master," Jacob said. They turned to him. "How?" Harry asked. "I am your servant, if you ordered me to retrieve them, I could, even the one out of past you, I could transfer it to a toy, and you could kill it then," Jacob said.
Harry nodded. "Then I order you to do so once we get there. Place us in Potter Manor, that way I can kill them in peace," he said. Jacob bowed. "Yes, Master," he said.
"What are we going to do once we go back and we defeat Voldemort?" Luna asked, oddly serious. No one told Harry that she had grown to be like this during the war and through death. Mostly because they didn't know that he didn't know.
"Well, you two can either live with us, or can live somewhere else," Harry said. They gave him a 'You're an idiot, of course we're staying with you,' look. He chuckled. "Ok, that answers that question. Now, I seem to remember hearing you two girls talking about wishing that you could own a farm, right?" he asked.
They looked at him, shocked. "Harry," Hermione said slowly. "I was sixteen when I said that, you were fifteen, and Luna was fourteen. That was twelve years ago! Why do you still remember that?" she asked.
He blushed. "Because, I planned on building one for you two on Potter Manor," he admitted. They looked contemplative. "Master, Potter Manor was your Uncle Harold's, Correct?" Jacob asked. Harry nodded, curious. "Then, seeing as you have plans for it, your new Father will be Harold Potter, and your Mother will be Cathleen Juneur nee Potter," Jacob said.
Everyone was shocked. "Juneur? Do you know how rich that family is? They're richer than the Potter family and Longbottom family combined!" Neville said. Jacob nodded. "Yes, that is why I chose it. No heirs are currently alive, but I can switch Master's blood so that he is their child," he said. Neville shook his head in amazement.
"What about us? We can't be stuck as Granger, Lovegood, and Longbottom, it would cause too much suspicion," Luna said.
The other two looked pained. "As much as I hate to admit it, you're right, Luna," Hermione said. Neville nodded.
"Well, I can make Mistress into the Daughter of Lord Romanov, the late Comte de Jarjais, and Lady Alexis Romanov nee Boldon. I can make Lord Neville into the son of Lord Rivermoor, who was, though he didn't know it, the descendant of Morgain Lafey, and Arthur Pendragon, who were also the grandchildren of Merlin, and Lady Rivermoor nee Mannoy. And I can make Lady Luna the daughter of Lord Rosier and Lady Rosier nee Stuart, who was descended from Circe," Jacob said, thinking a bit.
He was going for rich, extinct lines, so that they could have the fortune for themselves.
All four blinked, then nodded. Though Neville looked like he might pass out from being the descendant of Merlin, Morgain, and King Arthur.
"I will also make Master into the heir of the Four Founders," Jacob declared. If they weren't shocked before, they were now. "Oh, and Lord Neville?" he asked. "Yes?" Neville asked cautiously. "Lady Luna is four months pregnant with your twins," Jacob said. If Neville could have fainted, he would have. Even Luna blinked rapidly in surprise before smiling happily.
They were congratulated before, once again, turning to other matters. "How many horses did you want?" Harry asked. "Well, we need one for each of us, one for each of our children, one for Harry, and one for each of the Deaths," Hermione said. "My Lady, we do not need-" Jacob was cut off. "Are you saying that your Mistress is wrong?" Harry asked.
Jacob shook his head frantically. "No, Master! It's just, we really have no need for horses. We are not meant to have fun, we have to guide the dead souls onto the afterlife," he said. Harry thought for a second. "Jacob, have you ever thought to have some of the other dead souls help you with this job? If you are too overworked for fun, then perhaps help is what you need," he said.
Jacob thought about it. "You're right, Master. Perhaps we should," he said. Harry nodded firmly.
"Harry," Luna called. He turned to her. "Yes?" he asked. "If Harry is as abused as you say, how will we be able to gain his trust?" she asked.
"Because, he is still hoping for any family member to take him away. I will do that. Once we do that, he will be completely trusting of us. Here's my question, and, Jacob, you may answer too: should we tell Dumbledore?" Harry asked.
He got an immediate yes from those present, with a warning from Jacob to be careful, lest Dumbledore not believe them.
"I want to break the curse on the Defense seat and teach Defense, what about you all?" Harry asked. "Well, I'd love to teach Herbology, but Professor Sprout isn't ready to give up the seat," Neville said. "I'm perfectly content taking care of the farm," Luna said. Hermione nodded in agreement.
"Alright then. Jacob, to the past we go, the Spring before my tenth birthday, please," Harry said. Jacob nodded and the next thing they knew, they were sitting on sofas in a large living room. And the best part was that the three dead people were alive.
Harry felt a vibration and saw that the past Hallows had merged with his Hallows, and saw that the Horcrux in the ring was now dead.
"I'll be right back, Master," Jacob said and he disappeared. He was back a minute later with the locket, the diadem, the cup, the diary, a toy that he figured contained the soul piece from little Harry, and, yes! Ravenclaw's Broach!
He smiled upon seeing them. Then Jacob snapped his fingers and they screamed, releasing black, oily, smoke from within. "They are now free from the contamination of his soul, Master! You may use them however you see fit!" he said, cheerfully.
"I didn't tell you to destroy them," Harry said. "Oops, my mistake!" Jacob said, a little too innocently. They all laughed at this. Then he sat down to talk.
"Master and everyone else should think up new names and a past soon, that way I can forge documents and alter peoples memories," Jacob said. They nodded and began to think.
Harry spoke first. "My name is Hadrian Evans Potter, I went to school in Japan, I passed with good marks and met Hermione there or when I was traveling the world. I didn't know that I had a baby cousin until I came back to England and everyone was talking about him. I- Yes, Jacob?" he asked as he saw Jacob's hand raised.
"Perhaps we should wait on the pasts until my siblings and I give you our gifts," Jacob suggested. They nodded, though a little confused.
"Call on your siblings, then," Harry said and instantly nine others came into the living room and bowed. A male stepped forward. "Master, I am Hades, these are my brothers, Thanatos, Osiris, and Anubis. These are my sisters, Taylor, Leah, Bianca, Kate, and Ashley. We are pleased to meet you," he said.
"Pleased to meet all of you as well. Why don't we get to business? What are the gifts that you will give us?" Harry said.
"Advanced senses, speed, strength and healing, Photographic memory, Mastery over all the Mind Arts, True Sight, Control over True Magic, a Strategic Mind, you would become a Class three Metamorphagus, you would become Empathic, you would become Natural Animagi, a Natural Alchemist, a Beastspeaker, a Natural Elementist, with control over all the elements and sub-elements, you would be able to control what age you are, as long as you've been that age, you could become invisible at will, and only true sight would be able to see through it, and we would give you Mastery over thirty-two subjects," Taylor said.
"You missed one, sister. They will be able to breath fire, and with that makes them lean slightly more towards the fire element," Anubis said. She nodded in agreement to his words.
"Ok, a few questions, how advanced would they be? What's True Sight? What's True Magic? And can we choose which subjects we get to be masters at? Because I'm a master at DADA, Hermione's a master at Transfiguration, Luna's a master at Charms, and Neville's a master at Herbology," Harry said.
"Hmm, how to put this, you would be able to run ten miles per second, you would be able to lift ten thousand tons, you would be able to see for several dozen miles, clearly, you would be able to hear everything in the 5,000,000 acres surrounding the Manor without any effort, at all, if you put in effort you'd probably hear at least another 1,000,000 acres, you'd be able to smell the scents of everyone who was here in the past ten years, the cleaners they used, plus what they ate that day, and your healing rate would be upped to healing as fast as you were injured, so if someone went to cut off your head, no problem, it would heal as fast as the sword went through.
True Sight lets you see auras, things under the Fidelus charm, the magic of another person along with what spell they cast, no illusions, glamours, disillusion spells, or invisibility cloaks will fool you as you will be able to see through them. True Magic is natural magic. And yes, absolutely," Taylor said.
All four were shocked. They'd be happy for even half of that to be given to them. But for all of it and more? There were no words to describe it.
"Please choose the subjects that you'd like to be a master in, and yes, they can be Muggle subjects," Jacob said.
The four thought for a good five minutes before Harry spoke. "Potions, Herbology, Transfiguration, Charms, Ancient Runes, Arithmancy, Care of Magical Creatures, Warding, Curse-Breaking, Healing, Enchanting, Crafting, Rituals, Astronomy, Alchemy, History, Item Creation, Technomagic, Tracking/Stealth, Survival, World Magic, Wandless/Wordless Magic, Human/Creature Languages, Law, Potion Creation, Spell Crafting, Weapons, Elemental Magic is part of World Magic, so Martial Arts, Dueling, Art, Music, and Writing," he said.
The other three nodded. "I'll take what Harry has, but replace Herbology with DADA," Neville said.
"Same for me, but Transfiguration for DADA," Hermione said. "And Charms with DADA with me," Luna said.
The Deaths nodded and all arms shot out with fingers extended, aimed at them. The four glowed for a good minute and a half. When the glow died down the ten Deaths slumped with exhaustion, though Jacob was noticeably less exhausted than the other nine. He looked at the others. "Go rest, I'll join you when I'm done forging their paperwork," he ordered. The nine gladly went and did that.
Jacob looked at the four. "So, your stories?" he asked. After getting a nod from each of the other three, Harry spoke. "We went to a school in Japan. Because of secrecy laws, we're not allowed to talk about the school to outsiders. We graduated with top marks, the best in the history of the school. After that we studied for our Masteries and got them in all the magical subjects that we're now masters at. We got married back to back and just moved back to England, seeing as all of us were born here. I just heard about my baby cousin once we moved back and decided to take him in. I didn't hear about him before because Japan doesn't involve itself into another countries affairs. And, obviously, we are the last of our lines, except for me with the Potter line," he said.
Jacob nodded and conjured up the proper paperwork, along with modifying several many people's minds so that they'd remember the four, but not feel the need to contact them.
"Right, I need names to put on the Documents. Master, I already put your new one on them, but I need the new names from the other three," he said.
The four nodded and Hermione spoke first. "I will be Hera Arwin Potter nee Romanov," she said. Jacob nodded and put the name on the documents. Neville went next. "I will be Tyler Kyle Rivermoor," he said. Jacob nodded again and put the name on the documents. Luna went last. "I'll still be Luna, because that's a common name, but my middle and last name will be Morgan Rivermoor nee Rosier," she said. Jacob nodded and again put the name onto the documents.
Then he made copies and the copies disappeared with a puff of smoke that they could see through clearly, but had their noses wrinkling before they figured out how to dull the sense, as the information on how was downloaded into their brains.
"The copies are now in the proper places and everyone that is supposed to know about you knows you by those names. I'm afraid that you have to be going by those names for the rest of your life, so you best get used to using them, Master Hadrian, Mistress Hera, Lord Tyler, and, well, your first name didn't change, Lady Luna," Jacob said.
They nodded, Luna just a little bit pleased that she could keep her first name the same. Too bad that Celeste was an uncommon name, otherwise she could have kept that one too and only have changed her last name.
Then Jacob looked uncomfortable, as though he wished to say something, but didn't know how to address it.
"Speak, Jacob," Hadrian said. "Master," Jacob said hesitantly. "Do you wish for Lord and Lady Rivermoor to be immortal like you and Mistress Hera?" he asked.
Hadrian was shocked, but recovered quickly and glanced at Tyler and Luna, who were looking at him anxiously. He looked back at Jacob. "That is not for me to decide. Ask Tyler and Luna," he said with finality.
Jacob bowed his head. "My apologies. Lord Tyler, Lady Luna, as you are the dear friends of my Master and Mistress, and they obviously care for you very much, do you wish to be made immortal like my Master and Mistress so that you may forever be together?" he said, looking back up.
Tyler and Luna looked at Hadrian and Hera. "Hadrian, Hera, do you want us around for forever? Because if you choose yes then I will gladly choose yes, only if Tyler chooses yes as well," Luna said. "I would choose yes as well," Tyler said forcefully.
Hadrian looked at them. "I would not mind if you stayed around forever. Hera?" he asked, turning his head towards his wife. She smiled. "No, I can't say that I mind them staying at all," she said. Tyler and Luna smiled and turned back to Jacob. "We accept!" they said as one.
There was a faint shimmering of light around them, barely noticeable to their eyes, and then it was gone. Jacob smiled at them. "Congratulations, you are now immortal. The side-affect is a very happy one. The children from your first pregnancy are also immortal, but I'm afraid that any after will not be, nor will their children be so. I apologize for that," he said, now frowning sadly.
They surprised him by smiling. "It's okay, Jacob. It's hardly your fault. As much as I hate it however, there can't be a bunch of immortals on the earth or else the whole world would eventually be swamped by them and no one would be able to die to clear the way for the new children," Hadrian said wisely.
Hera looked at him playfully. "That was very, dare I say it, wise of you, Harry," she said. He gave her a wounded look. "I can be wise if I want to! And It's Hadrian now, remember?" he asked. She snorted at his first comment. "Sure you can! And Harry can be a nickname," she said. He smiled at her and shook his head. "We don't want to confuse me with young Harry," he said.
She sighed, but nodded. "Fine, I can see the logic in that, I suppose. It's just that I've grown so used to calling you Harry, as that was your name," she said. "As I have grown used to calling you by your old name, and Tyler by his, but we can't slip up, especially not in public," Hadrian warned. She nodded again with another sigh.
"Now, Jacob, what time is it?" he asked. "Five-forty-six, Master," Jacob said. Hadrian nodded. He looked at Jacob and saw how exhausted he was. "Go get some rest, Jacob. I will call you and the others in the next week or so to pick out your horses. I expect that you will have other spirits help you with the whole 'guiding the dead to the afterlife' problem you've got," he said.
"Yes, Master. Thank you," Jacob said, bowing. Then the air shimmered and he was gone. Hadrian turned back to the others. "Now, we should plan on how to take care of the spirit of Voldemort that's still in that forest in Albania," he said. Before they could respond he could feel Jacob plant a suggestion into his head. 'Go to sleep, Jacob!' he thought. He felt a sleepy acknowledgment and then nothing.
"Ok, Jacob says Excorsism. He says that we have all the spells and magical power that we need. And- Holy Crap! That's not possible! Well, okay, it wouldn't be possible if you weren't a Death," Hadrian said, contemplating. Hera laid a hand on his arm. "What wouldn't be possible?" she asked. He looked at her with amusement. "They raised our magical levels to 100,000," he said.
The others blinked in shock. "The scale only goes to 50,000," Hera said mildly, unsure of whether to believe him or not, then decided that this was the Death's that they were discussing here, of course they would do that for their Master, Mistress and their friends.
She nodded. "So, Excorsism then. How do we- never mind, I have the knowledge. So we find him and then we Excorsize him. How do we find him?" she asked.
Luna smiled at her and tapped her ear. "We listen for the sounds of a shade, and his cursing, naturally. Then we sneak up on him and hide, should be easy with our new speed, he shouldn't even hear our approach if we're as fast as Taylor says," she said.
Hadrian nodded. "Then we place him inside a barrier, and Excorsize him from there. Should be easy and quick. But don't count on it, we've got to plan on other things, like: is he strong enough to break the barrier? Now, this really shouldn't be a problem. I mean, four people who have twice the magic of the strongest wizard ever recorded, working together? No, he really shouldn't be able to break out of it. But being overconfident will only destroy us eventually, no matter how much power we've got," he said.
"I agree, Hadrian. So let's plan out our what-ifs," Tyler said. So plan they did. With four people with strategic minds thinking up plan after plan for every way that could possibly fail, they got every way planned out. It was only six-thirty-three when they were done.
Hadrian got up and stretched. "What do you all want to eat?" he asked. Tyler looked at the pregnant women and said, "Their choice!" rather fast. Hadrian successfully didn't laugh, though the corner of his mouth did twitch upwards. He looked towards Hera and Luna. "Ladies?" he asked.
They grinned. "Pasta salad, Luna?" Hera asked. "With extra cheese," Luna said, nodding. Hadrian nodded. 'Somehow, I feel that we're going to be having a lot of that,' he thought to himself as he went to the kitchen to go make dinner.
He found Potter Manor's special pantry/fridge/freezer that always replenished whatever you took out of it and kept things at the right temperature(It cost his family a lot to buy) and took out the fixings for pasta salad with extra cheese. A quick cleaning charm on the pots, pans, cooking utensils, eating utensils and containers and he was ready to cook.
He made the marinade to put the cheese into and cut up the cheese in under ten seconds, putting the cheese into the marinade he sped up the process with magic. Then he put water into a large pot and boiled it with a charm. After that he put salt and the noodles in and waited for them to become tender. When they were he drained them, put them back into the pot and poured the marinade over it, then stirred it in. with that, dinner was ready. He quickly cast another cleaning charm onto the plates, bowls, and cups. He filled the bowls with the pasta, put cookies on the plates, and put everyone's favorite drink into the cups.
With that, he carried everything into the dining room and (Using another cleaning charm on the table and chairs) set everything onto the table. "Ok, dinner's ready," he said in a normal voice, as a test, to see if his saying this in a non-shout would still be heard by them.
They quickly proved him right as they ran into the room and sat down onto their seats. He served them up and they ate and talked about how they would build the barns and coops, how many of each animal they'd get, and how large they were to make their garden, orchard, vineyard, hay field, grain field, and pastures for the horses, cows, sheep, goats, and pigs.
After dinner was eaten(And the girls ate every last bit of the six pounds that he made that the boys didn't eat, along with the eight dozen cookies) they went into the study and drew up plans for the barns and coops. They were going to plan for five hundred horses eventually, fifty cows, three dozen pigs, and two dozen each of goats and sheep. Then two hundred each of chickens, ducks, turkeys, and geese.
Afterall, they were going to live forever, they were going to need a lot of animals to help them. Hadrian sighed as they were finishing. "How do we convince them that we're immortal without telling them that I'm the Master of Death?" he asked.
Tyler shrugged. "Tell them that we have a Sorcerer's stone too, I suppose, and that it is under a Fidelus charm so they won't try and look for it," he said.
"Oh, they'll try to look for it, they just won't find it because we don't have it. But they'll think that it's because we really do have it under a Fidelus charm. Hadrian, is the Manor under a Fidelus Charm?" Luna asked.
Hadrian nodded. "And it's unplottable. I think that it's also charmed with Muggle and Wizard repelling wards," he said. "Wizard repelling wards? I only knew of Muggle repelling charms. Oh, wait, now I know," Hera said. "How are we able to see the Manor if we weren't let in on the secret by you?" Tyler asked.
"Because Jacob allowed you in. because of that you'll never have to be keyed in again, because you know the secret. You're also keyed into the wizard repelling wards," Hadrian said. They nodded in understanding.
Hera and Luna yawned simultaneously. Hadrian and Tyler glanced at eachother, and nodded in agreement. "Alright, we're done, so let's go to bed. I'm sure that being resurrected must have made you tired," Hadrian said. "Or it could be that they're pregnant, because I'm barely tired," Tyler said, grinning. "Or that," Hadrian said, nodding.
They stood up and went to their rooms, using cleaning charms to clean them quickly. Hadrian and Hera got into bed and just as they were about to fall asleep, Hadrian asked a quick question. "Hera? Why did you choose the name of a goddess?"
She giggled tiredly. "The Greek, Roman, and Egyptian gods and goddesses were really witches and wizards, so I didn't feel bad taking her name," she said. He blinked. "Huh, I knew that, too. Well, okay then," he said and they drifted off to sleep.