I am hereby officially apologizing to anyone who has me on their author alert list...you are about to get a lot of emails. I am moving Fragments into its own story instead of keeping it inside of GLOP. Sorry!

Here it is...

Fragments

Let's go Home

"Good afternoon Arthur. Er…Minister."

"Afternoon, Harry," replied the friendly red-headed man happily.

Arthur Weasley had been sworn in as Minister for Magic two days before.

Harry Potter opened the door to the room his parents had been in at St. Mungo's for the last week. "They're just through here," he said, leading the way through the way into the room.

"Wonderful," said Arthur.

The curtain around Lily and James Potter's beds was drawn open, and Harry blushed to see his mother sitting on his father's lap, their lips touching lightly.

Arthur cleared his throat. "Erm…sorry to disturb you, but I need you to sign these papers before we're allowed to tear up your death certificates."

Lily slid off of her husbands lap and on to her feet. "Gladly," she said. It felt strange to her, being legally deceased, and it would be a relief for her to finally change that.

Arthur set his file down on the desk by the door and pulled two sets of papers from it. He showed Lily where to initial and where to sign, and then did the same for James.

"Thank's a lot for doing all of this yourself, I know you have a lot of work to do," James told Arthur.

"Oh it's my pleasure. I'll go tear up the papers now. I suppose you'll be back in Godric's hollow soon?" The Minister asked.

"Today, actually. We've just been released from hospital," Lily said thankfully.

Arthur smiled. "Well, good luck. Have a nice day." And with that he strode out of the room.

"Are you done packing?" Harry asked his parents. 'My parents…' Harry thought. It still sounded strange to Harry.

"Yeah, let's go get Sirius," James replied.

Sirius had broken his arm during the battle, and due to the huge ammounts of magic left in his body from the magical bond he had had with Harry, Ginny and Draco, They had been unable to heal it right away. When the magic finally faded, the day before, it had been healed, and Sirius was now ready to leave the hospital. However, he refused to continue living in his mother's house, ad now that he was a free man, he could live wherever he chose. James and Lily had offered to let him live with them, and he had happily accepted.

Harry was extremely happy about this. Not only would he be living with his God Father, something he had dreamed about since his third year at Hogwarts, he was also going to live with his parents, something he had dreamed about, but never really hoped for, his entire life.

The family crossed the hall and went into another room, where they found Sirius packing the last of his things and zipping shut his bag.

"Ready?" Sirius asked, looking up.

The group nodded. "Let's go home…"

(A/N – I know, I know, it's really short. That's just an intro. Starting next chapter, I'm going to switch to the POV's of different characters, to show little pieces, or Fragments, of their lives after the war. I will say who's POV it is at the beginning of each chapter.

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