With a final flash of light, the connection between the two broke. Harry's spell hit Voldemort in the chest sending him flying back. As Harry sat up, rubbing the back of his head he saw the last of Tom Riddle aka Lord Voldemort vanish into the air. The order members-or what was left of them- quickly captured to Deatheaters who were frozen with shock. Some, like Lucius Malfoy, managed to escape in the confusion.

Harry slowly crawled over to the small pile of ash that remained and picked up the wand that was propped up in the middle. He stared at it in wonderment, feeling the power of it rush through him. The elder wand. The most powerful wand in the world. One of the three Deathly Hallows. Harry picked up a handful of the ash that was Tom Riddle and smiled. The pain that had been in his head as long as he could remember was gone forever. Over the last few hours he had felt it fading since the horcrux inside him was destroyed but now he knew it was gone forever. He grinned and smeared the ash over the ground. He drew in it a smiley face, an owl, a family. He wrote in it: I was Lord Voldemort. A muggle lover.

Harry let out a little giggle and threw some ash in the air. He could feel the stares of everyone on his back but discovered he didn't care. They stared in horror as he actually played with the remains of the dark lord.

"I am Tom ladidadida" he sang in a loud voice. "I love muggles"

Hermione took a few steps towards the boy who lived.

"H-Harry? Are you okay?" She said gently.

"I'm not Harry I'm Tom!" He said through a mad fit of laughter.

"Okay, Tom. It's time to go home now."

"Tom has no home! AH HA HA HA HA HA!"

"Yes you do Ha-Tom."

"No home no family no life" he mumbled.

"No Harry you have a family." She said looking for Ron.

"No, Hermione I don't!" He shouted, standing angrily and pointing the elder wand at her "You have a family! Ron has a family! I have no one! I don't have a home! I've done my job! I killed Riddle! completedtey the fucking prophecy! No one needs me anymore! No one cares about Harry fucking Potter!"

"That's not true!"

"Yes! Hermione it is true! So just let me play with Toms ashes in peace! He's the only one who never lied to me! He's the only one I can trust!"

"If that's what you want? Fine. I'll be with the Weasleys when you regain your sanity." she walked away.

Harry sat down exhausted.

"Tom, she is sooo annoying sometimes" Harry said, scooping the ash into a pile. "But we love her. Right? I mean I'm pretty sure we do." Harry looked at the pile as if expecting it to reply.

"Tom that is a mean word! She is not that! You don't say that!" Harry scolded.

Across the yard Ron sat with Hermione watching Harry.

"This whole thing is so fucked up" he said quietly "Fred's dead, George is missing an ear, Harry is fucking insane and oh god-"

"What is it Ron?" Hermione asked.

Ron put his face in his hands and groaned.

"Harry is insane…"

"Yeah?" Hermione asked.

"Harry. Is. Insane." He repeated.

"Yeah?" Hermione said, still not catching on.

"Who is going to watch Teddy?" He whispered.

They both stared in horror as Harry laughed crazily and continued talking to the remains of Tom Riddle.

-Thank you guys so much for reading! This is my first oneshot ever and if you get inspired by it and want to write your own story based off this one I fully support you! Just drop a link down in the comments and I'll read your story! Thank you! Bye!-