Disclaimer: Everything you recognize doesn't belong to me. I'm just barrowing it.


…And so Harry Potter was finally at rest, not knowing what had happened, not knowing the lives he had saved, not knowing victory had been won for the light, not knowing that the a long sought after peace had finally been achieved. He could not have known that at that very moment, people meeting at festivals all over the country were somberly saying "To Harry Potter- the boy who died to save us all.


Sorry it's so short. Please let me know what you think and be kind. This is my first fic and I'm not all that great of a writer.