Disclaimer: All characters rightfully belong to the wonderful J.K. Rowling.
I saw this post on Tumblr that somebody should make a fanfic based on the tracked tag. The tracked tag says that let's pretend that Harry still has his family all along. There was a Battle of Hogwarts, but Remus, Tonks, Colin Creevey, Lavender Brown, Snape, Fred etc. survived. Voldemort and his Death Eaters died. And there would be a graduation for Harry's 7th Year. Alice and Frank Longbottom did not become insane. Sirius and Dumbledore would still be alive. So I'll give it a try. It says on the tracked tag too that Tonks was flirting with Remus, so that means there will be no Teddy Lupin in here.
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At Godric's Hollow.
Harry was adjusting his Gryffindor tie in front of the mirror when Lily, his mother, came in.
'Hi Mother.' Lily put her hand on her son's shoulders.
'I'm so proud of you. You sacrificed yourself during the war, you attended Hogwarts again for your 7th Year, and now you're graduating.'
'I know.' Harry hugged his Mother when James, with Sirius and Remus, came in.
'I don't get a hug from my son?' James faked a hurt look. Sirius and Remus laughed.
'James…'
'Dad. Sirius!' Harry hugged both of them.
'Okay, I feel left out.' Remus said.
'The best Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher.' Harry complimented and hugged Remus.
'We are so proud of you, son.'
'I know.' And they all went to King's Cross.
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At The Burrow.
'Ron! Come down in here and let me see you!' yelled Mrs. Weasley.
'Mom... I'm not yet done!'
'Well, I want to fuss on you and make sure you look good. This is your Graduation Day you know.' Ron grunted. He adjusted his tie and put on his new robes. He went downstairs.
'So… do I look good now?'
'Oh my boy yes you are. Just tuck your shirt!'
'I don't want to!'
'Ron..'
'Alright alright.' Ron reluctantly tucked his shirt.
'Fred George! Are you ready with those Skiving Snackboxes?' Ginny asked.
'Oh yes we are.' Fred and George chorused.
'You are bringing those sweets? No, I do not approve.' Mrs. Weasley said.
'Mom, you know this will be good for our future.' said Fred.
'And we promise you we'll give you the money from half of our sales.' said George.
'Or all, if you want.' Fred lied.
'Would you bring those Muggle tricks, too?' asked Mr. Weasley.
'Dad, they do not sell as much as the other products do.' Fred said.
'Oh.' Mr. Weasley frowned.
'Alright, is everybody ready?' Mrs. Weasley asked.
'Yes.' All of the Weasleys chorused.
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At Hermione Granger's house.
'Hermione.' Hermione turned around and saw her father.
'Hi Dad.'
'I am so proud of you. You have 12 O. and you're very smart. And you survived the war.'
'Don't forget me.' Mrs. Granger said, leaning against the doorframe of Hermione's room. Mr. Granger laughed.
' I hope both of you know that I told my professor your occupation.' Hermione faced her father.
'And I also told that you needed 10 stitches because a patient bit you.'
Mr. and Mrs. Granger laughed.