I own nothing. I just want to play with the characters.

Prologue

Weathered fingers brushed across the name etched in stone. He missed her dearly, but knew that soon, very soon he would be with her again. A hand on his shoulder drew his attention. The man turned to see his grandson staring down at the grave before him. With a nod they both made their way up to the house. No words were spoken none were needed.

Once settled back into his bed, his children, grandchildren and even a few great grandchildren came to see him. For a man who at one time had been the last of his line it gave him great joy that his family had grown so large. When the last of them had kissed his cheek and held their squirming baby up to give him one also he gave a deep sigh of pleasure.

He closed his eyes for a moment to savor this feeling one last time. Words could not express how much the love of his family meant to him. For a child so long without it he was now a man who was surrounded by it.

The sound of the door closing had his eyes snapping open. Alert as always it took but a moment to scan the room and see his grandson had returned. So much like his mother and grandmother it made his soul ache for her even more. He rubbed his chest where a dull ache had laid since his beloved's death but a week ago. He raised it to beckon his grandson to his side.

"Grandfather it is not too late. If you can just hang on I am sure we can find something ..." The man held his hand up and the grandson fell quiet.

"She is waiting for me Frank. I promised her once that I would never make her wait again. I have kept that promise for a very, very long time." he sighed deeply as he looked at Frank "I have lived my life. Done things that most could never imagine. It is time." A tear slid down Frank's cheek, but he nodded.

"You always said not to make a red headed wife angry." Frank forced out with a strained chuckle. The man just nodded, a smile on his face. Images of the fights and the make ups floated through his mind. Damn but was she magnificent in her anger. Frank leaned down and hugged him. "I will miss you grandfather."

The man looked deeply into Franks brown eyes. Eyes just like hers. "I will miss you too Frank but I know that the family will be in good hands with you watching over them." Frank kissed his grandfathers forehead, then without another word left the room the small snip of the door closing the only sound.

Closing his eyes the man replayed the most important moments of his life. A bearded gentle giant. An armful of candy. A mountain troll. A shaggy black dog. A Boggart and a Patronus. Bubble gum pink hair. Twinkling bespectacled eyes. A stern smile. The first kiss with his bond mate. Her walk towards him under a willow tree. His children's and grandchildren's birth. With a smile on his face and love in his heart Harry Potter began his next great adventure.