Prologue

In a dark clearing, in a forest set alongside an ancient and run down castle, an old-looking man stands and gazes around, though he doesn't see the trees or anything around the clearing. The man remembers what happened in this specific area many many years ago. Walking around he came upon a tiny piece of a shiny material, shaped like that of 2 pyramids, one inverted beneath the other.

This man bent and retrieved this 'stone', inspecting it, he then turned the stone over, not once, not twice, but three times, and then softly mumbled what sounds like "money danger". For a few seconds the forest surrounding him, turned deathly silent, and then a silver light enveloped the clearing, and a ghostly figure took form in front of the man.

The apparition turned toward him, and its face softened from confusion to empathy tinged with sorrow. The man looked about to speak, but the spirit beat him to it.

"Hello my love, I guess you finally found the last one, now you have possession of all three I see. What will you do now?"

"Ha-ha, you always were too smart for me to fool. Even with having so many years passed, you still know me on site, don't you, 'Mione."

"I'll have you know; Harold James Potter; and yes, I finally learned your actual name; took hexing both your father and godfather to keep them quite, till Lilly could actually tell me. Still, to me you'll always be 'My Harry'; and I'll have you know that I don't like that name."

"Then why did you allow me to call you by it, every day, for the majority of your life. Hmmm" he said raising an eyebrow.

"You were the only who gave me a nickname without any spite or malice behind it, no thanks to Ron. You know he won't shut up about his death. I mean really, the first 75 years of my passage, were fun, I got to spend time with my parents, your parents, Remus, Nymphadora, Minerva,…Dumbledore pretty much keeps to himself, 'course it doesn't help that the only ones who will talk to him are his family and Molly. She won't even talk to me. Oh! By-the-way, Rose misses her father; also she's mad at him; for not telling her the whole story." The apparition smirked at the last part.

"I'm a little surprised he was even allowed up there. After all the shite he put the world through…the bastard. And we agreed; you were supposed to tell her before I ever started acting other than an uncle."

"Language Harry; I really wish you would let that go, it was along time ago…, she sighed, "I know why you did this….Teddy had just arrived a little bit ago…No parent, no matter what kind, should have to bury their child, especially when that child dies of old age, even by wizard standards. What are you going to do now?"

"I don't know 'Mione, I just don't know, you know what happened, we weren't prepared when we fought him, I knew when "IT" happened that there was no other path for me but to stay here and after Minerva passed, I knew it was time to take over. You are looking at the longest sitting Headmaster of Hogwarts, not that it matters, even if I wasn't I couldn't have left here. I love her dearly, but 'She' should not have done that, no Human, magical or mundane…. no being should have the power of the second most powerful Nexus in Britain coursing through their body. No one, you or I, not even the professionals in the pertinent fields have any clue as to how I'm still alive. The only reason I'm not locked up is because 'She' would die if I was." Harry sinks to his knees and breaks down crying. "'Mione, I'm tired, I now know how Albus felt, near the end, I feel worn down, like a sea cliff that was once strong and sturdy, but time and the environs have eroded and weakened it, and its doing all it can to hang on. But even with all that, I feel physically fine. Much like I did that day.

No one has been able to figure this out; your equations were the closest, though Rose, only she had any kind of clue as to where you were going, and despite being your daughter, she couldn't take your work any farther. I'm tired Hermione, I'm tired and I want it to end, but I had to see you once more, one last time… once I leave here, I'm going to ask Her to release me, and if she wont, then I only have one path to take. I don't know what will happen afterwards, but my life ends today, I can bet that my parents and family up there are watching us right now; even so; if I don't make it there, tell them that I love and miss them, tell my parents 'I'm sorry I couldn't be at peace with them', I have a feeling they were looking forward to me being there with them…and tell Teddy, 'I guess I was right, who knew that fate and death could be really cold bitches.'

It's time to go now, Hermione. I just wish I could give you a kiss one last time, before I head to end this journey, and start the next one, whether it's with everyone or alone. But know this 'Mione… no matter what happens; I always have and always will love you. My Love, My Heart, My Soul was always; yours and yours alone. Goodbye…'Mione"

With the last word, he let go and Hermione's spirit faded back into where it came from.

Somewhere in the all of existence, a once mortal witch fell down; her love's heart would always be hers, even though there was a chance that she would never see him again. So she did the only she could do… She cried, both in happiness and sorrow. Her family surrounding her, some doing the exact same thing, others holding onto their husbands or wives, grieving the possible loss of a love so pure it had transcended even death. They knew that it was her love for him, acting as a conduit that allowed Hogwarts herself, to perform a rite, both ancient and new, newly made and long forgotten, to bring Harold James Potter back from death, by using the power of the Nexus, which Hogwarts was placed upon. What no one realized; at the time was, that 'She' had used a part of herself, binding him to the Nexus. As long as there was life on the planet, even if he was the only human, and all that was left were plants and non-intelligent animals, he could not die. But because 'She' preformed; what most would consider; such a rash thing, she also bound herself to him as well. If he left for long extended periods of time, Hogwarts would then start to lose its magic and in the end…die.

Back in the forest, Harry placed the stone into a pocket on his robes, and disappeared without a sound. He appeared seconds later in the castle nearby, and spoke only one word…. "Manifest"

A tall woman appeared in front of him, she looked similar to his late wife; she spoke "Headmaster, it has been a while. What is in need of my direct attention?" Her face awash with sorrow and pain, for she already knew his demand.

"Hogwarts, I ask that you release me immediately, you know what I want, and you are the only thing keeping me here, probably even alive…my time to leave has long since past, but your decision to act, however noble or in good spirit has super-ceded my time here." Softening his tone, "Calli, you know my mind, I wish to end. The human mind was never designed to last for well almost 400 years; you know this… it is only by the magic that binds us, that I am not an incoherent, decrepit, old man. I have loved you ever since I walked off the train that first brought me here all those years ago. It is the same as the love I have for my wife, but now it is time for me to go, please tell me what I must do to end our bond so you may live on as you had before all of this, the world still needs you to be here and teach the future of our world, but it no longer needs me. I've seen the rise and been the cause of the fall of one true 'Dark Lord', and have witnessed the attempt and failure of many 'would-be Dark Lords and Ladies'. I've just lain to rest my last son. Except for you; I have no more close-family here. It is time for me to go. I do not want you to die, but I can no longer live. What say you….?"

"Headmaster…..Harry, for the last 100 years you have asked and each time, I have said the same thing, I know of no way to end our bond, I am sorry, my darling son. I do wish there was something I could do, I do not like holding you here, since I first became sentient; you were the first wizard to hold the values of all of my creators, courage, intelligence, loyalty, cunning, and humility. You've noticed the center of my crest is has only an 'H'?"

Harry looked confused and could only nod his head.

"That original part of the crest disappeared after the first graduation of witches and wizards, please summon the Sorting Hat, and place Richard upon my head."

Now Harry was certainly confused but did as he was asked, seconds later the Sorting Hat appeared in his hand. It turned in his hand, and spoke "Ah. Headmaster, since you are adamant about leaving. And 'She' had you call me here, let me show you what house I 'should' have placed you all those years ago…place me upon her head."

After doing so, both Hogwarts and the Sorting Hat let out audible sighs; only having been Headmaster for so long, gave him insight to the fact that they were having a conversation, and what seemed to be a long one.

After a few minutes, Hogwarts spoke again; the hat had a sorrowful look to it. "Headmaster, Richard spoke true when he told you that you would become great in any of the four houses, and he was indeed correct, as you stand here today. It was only for the machinations of that foolish man that you were placed in Gryffindor, without that interference…, gaze upon my crest, and what was to be the house in which you were to be placed."

The Hall shook with power, as her voice and words reverberated throughout the entire castle. As he looked upon the Hogwarts crest he had placed behind the Staff Table, he noticed that it was glowing with many different colors of light; each house symbol glowed with the colors of its house, but the center, only glowed with one color…gold. When the intensity of the light became too much, even for his heavily enchanted eye-wear, he had no choice but to turn his head. All the while the entire hall shook with power, only felt once before; the night he was bonded and brought back.

When the light suddenly vanished, harry and to blink a few times before he could see again. Softly 'She' spoke, "Headma… my dear Harry. Look, and see what was to have been your future, see what would have led you to a happier fate."

Harry, unable to keep his head from turning, looked up to the crest and directly in the middle was a new house crest. Embossed in gold, was a phoenix sitting atop a down-turned sword with its wings stretched out and a wand held within its claws.

"That, Harry…" the Hat's deep voice echoed Hogwarts soft and light one; "That was to be your home; our consciousness was sentient long before the physicality of Hogwarts ever came to be. Merlin, himself designed the buildings of this castle, and he taught the first seven years here. In that Era, only one group of students were taught at any time and the students were not just from Britannia, they were the mage kings and queens, the chancellors, and the magical advisers to almost all the nations of the world, and all had one trait in common, they all had Humility. You…would have been the first to be sorted into this house since those first Alumni left.

We know that we can not stop you on your course; our only thought was that you should know this. We both were implicit in placing you where you were, for the sole reason that only a Rightful Heir could countermand an order from the Headmaster, and despite that, at the time, you were recognized as one, but not having claimed it; you did not have to authority to do so. We resign ourselves to your decision, if you die, and the bond is not broken …not only will 'We' lose the magic that makes us sentient, but the land will lose all of the Ley-Lines that make up the Nexus that made us."

Harry could only stand there quietly, taking in all of this new information. It was so overwhelming to find out about a 5th house that was hidden since just after it founding, and that he would have been the person to bring it and the whole school back to its roots, and he knew that the world finding this out back then would have shaken the entire Wizarding world.

"I am sorry, but the course is set…we all make mistakes in life; some small, some large…some life shattering. I don't know what is going to happen, maybe whatever passes for a god out there will take pity on us and intervene in some way, but I know this… I do not intend to be breathing before the sun has set. If you both do not last this day, then I am truly sorry.

Let this, my last act, be my third happiest memory, as well as last for as long as Hogwarts and the both of you survive. Richard, 'Manifest'"

Calli and Richard, both surprised at this command, as the Sorting Hat glowed white, and its form changed to that of a man.

"I have been is this position for far too long, longer than anyone should have to be… Calli, if I succeed, no matter if you both survive or not; which I pray you will; then YOU will be the Last Headmistress of Hogwarts, and you Richard will be the Last Headmaster. You said this yourself, that both of you were sentient long before the castle was made, and yet it wasn't till after, that you both became 'alive', you two have been with each other for all this time, and yet we treat you both like what most see you as, a home and a tool, if you both survive, I am leaving you both to finish my desire, to make sure that this school never fails, the founders had the right idea when they made you a part of this school, I believe that they didn't go far enough, so…..

'I Harry James Potter, Last Heir of Gryffindor and by right of blood, set upon you both this charge, to be Headmistress and Headmaster, equal parts of one whole, to teach young witches and wizards magic, but above all else, you will teach them about the balance of life, that there can be no love without hate, no joy without sorrow, no light without darkness. If the Ministry becomes corrupt again, it will no longer be able to interfere, the board of governors is now dissolved and you two will have full and total control of the school.'

I know both your minds, how could I not, after this long, for so long you both have been alive, to care, hate, and feel pain… and love. Richard; take Calli's hand, and look into each others eyes. You both love the other; you can see it in each other's eyes. As my very last act, as Headmaster and your friend, if you wish it, give the affirmative and be forever married. Though you can not conceive; there is no need. For each child to pass through these halls; are your children, just as I am and forever will be your son."

When the Manifestation of both Hogwarts and the Sorting Hat, heard Harry stop speaking, they were stunned, and looking into the others eyes, they knew he was correct, and they also hopped that this 'could' give them a chance when Harry followed through with this plan. Never had any of their children ever cared this much for them, and they each she a tear, along with a slight nod, quickly followed by a kiss. When their lips touched, a bar of light connected each being, they only deepened the kiss. A few minutes later the new now married beings, broke the kiss and thus breaking the light.

"I'm glad; this, all of this should have been done a long, long, long, time ago. Now that it has, you two will be able to manifest at will anywhere inside the grounds, and now you have full control of the wards. I hope I have done good, but it feels like the bond has strengthened. Ever since it was first formed, you two have been like parents to me, and when I think of this place and you, I will always feel like a son. But it is time for this son to leave, and start his adventure outside of these grounds; even it is to be the last one. But I have led a happy life, with ups and downs, like life should have. But now, I must go. If I fail, then I am sorry, at least you both were able to know the happiness I knew when she was alive," Harry said as he walked to the doors of the hall, he turned to the two, and asked, "Mum, can you lower the ward so I may leave?"

"Oh Harry," she said running to him; with tears running down her cheeks, "thank you, and no matter what happens, I… we… we will be proud to be considered your parents, and I think both James and Lilly would be saying the same thing. And in my opinion, if whoever IS out there lets you fail, after the life you've had to live, then I would rather die, than be in an existence where a person such as you, had to deal with so much, and yet receive so little in return."

"Yes, Harry," Richard spoke, "we have always thought of the students as our children, and yet you were the first one to want us to be happy, and you did that in spades, hearts and all the rest of the deck. I can safely say for the both of us, if we survive what will happen, you will always be our favorite son, and I don't think can change that, now go, do what you need to, go to her, we are proud of you….Son"

With a single tear sliding down his cheek, Harry encircled them both in the last hug in his life, but hopefully not theirs, when he pulled back and released them, he could see tears streaming down from their eyes, even as they were shining with pride, then he disappeared without a sound.

Seconds after he disappeared, they both could not hold it in anymore, they broke down in each other's arms, they both knew that if he failed they would not be 'Alive' much longer', and if he succeeded they would be without their favorite and greatest son, and despite being so great, he was still worthy of being sorted into the lost house, they also wondered if he was the last chance for the lost house ever being found. Still yet, they knew that his decision to place them in charge of the school would most likely forever be looked upon with scorn and disgust, by those who felt that they should be in control of what children learn. Either way, they could only weep for the world's loss.

Harry appeared in the Wizengamot chambers, and immediately left them, shocking all the ministry workers and people there for trials, and such. He walked directly to the lifts and waited till an empty one came, and his stare dared anyone to board it with him. The lift took him to the 9th level of the building, the Department of Mysteries. As he passed through the offices in the department he noticed two things; 1) there were no Unspeakables at any of the desks, and 2) regular ministry workers and civilians were now exiting the lifts, the Auror department in the lead.

As Harry reached the corridor leading to the Hall of Prophecy, he paused and thought of that fateful night, when he both lost his godfather and found the love of his future wife. And his final tear fell from his eyes.

Harry continued on, and when he reached the door to the Veil Chamber, he was shocked to see each and every Unspeakable was standing in a double line with Jean-Paul Weasley standing in the front.

"Are you here…" Harry was about to ask.

Interrupting him, causing many of the audience to gasp, audibly, Jean-Paul stated, "Just to escort you sire. As the last living Heir, we knew it could be your choice to use the veil, and after this long, with everything that has been researched about what happened; we came to the conclusion that this was your only option to pass on. The moment you entered the ministry, and after looking at the records of Hogwarts, we knew it was time. If you would sire, please allow us to escort you; if you wish the Lords to be summoned, we can wait till then…"

Harry could only smile and nod, but he told them he would be waiting in the veil room. He walked towards the door, and the Unspeakables parted as he passed by, he could see the children and grandchildren and even a few great grandchildren of his friends from school, and some from a few of his students. As he reach halfway down the lines, they turned and walked through the chamber door, escorting him to the arch, in honor of his service to the Wizarding world, and as his right as both the last Lord Heir, and not only a former Unspeakable, but a former Head of the same. The Honor and Respect given to him by his fellow wizards and witches of his old positions was like that of a tired god passing on his mantle unto his successor.

As they reached the dais, the Unspeakables encircled the platform and stood guard, awaiting the final passing of possibly the greatest wizards they would ever know, only surpassed by the four founders and Merlin himself. In their minds, today was indeed a sad day for them all.

When the House Lords and Ladies arrived to their seats, all of the other seats in the chamber were already being used and the only space left were their seats and the isle to those seats which were filled in when the last House Lord, a one Sirius Malfoy, in memory of Harry's Godfather, before he took his seat, Malfoy faced Harry and preformed an ancient Wizard's Bow {bringing one's wand up to ones face, similar in modern day Wizard's Duels}

Harry visibly blinked in shock at this gesture, after Draco married and soon after divorced Astoria Greengrass, he remarried in a wizard's wedding to Ginny Weasley, he was murdered by Theodore Nott, soon after fathering two children, a boy and a girl. Despite Draco turning over a new leaf, there was no love-loss between the Potter and Malfoy family, This Sirius Malfoy, was the child of Draco's son, it always seemed weird for Harry to see a Weasley with Black hair, with streaks of silver running through it. But he also thought that maybe this child would be able to turn around both the Malfoy and now the Black families. So Harry returned the bow, and the lord and ladies sat down.

"My fellow Lords and Ladies of the Noble houses, and the multitude of the audience, I stand here today, to exercise my last will, to pass on, by use of this veil behind me, as is my right as being the last of the Heirs. Now many of you may be wondering as to who will take over my position at Hogwarts, I will tell you right now, that decision has already been taken care of, and when I pass through this veil, my Will, held by Gringotts, and thanks to laws passed long ago, with my help, it can not be sealed or suppressed in anyway. When I pass through, they have been ordered to send out a letter to every recipient stated in my will, which will be read in two days time. I can tell you this only 4 people will be receiving owls, as there only 4 recipients in my will, I ask that Remus Harold Potter appear on this chamber floor."

There was a lot of whispering and a door was heard opening, and footsteps echoing in the chamber, then soon a figure stepped out of a passage way leading into the floor area.

"As I would not see the ring of House Potter lost and said house come to an end, though he will receive a letter, I give to him now the Head of House Ring, and abdicate my house to him." Harry turned to his grandson, handing him his family ring, and spoke softly, "Remi, I know I've never been the grandfather you wanted nor needed, and for that I'm truly sorry, and despite what you may think of me, even though I wasn't there, I do love you, just as I loved your mother when she was here. I know you thought of me only as an old foggy headmaster and not as your great-grandfather, and that is my fault. Take control of Our House, and never let it come to Ruin, it is the tradition of this House to leave it better than it was when we received control of it. Only once was that tradition almost broken, but for a fluke of luck, was it saved. As I pass through, control will immediately pass to you, the letter and visit to Gringotts is just a formality…you may not have wanted this, but sadly not everyone is able to chose every path they must take…some are born great, some are made great, and some have greatness thrust upon them, but it never matters how we achieved greatness, the only thing that matters is 'what' we do with it, that determines who are 'just great', and those that are 'greatly just'. Now go, tell your wife and kids, that there ancient grandfather sends his warmest regards, and that I will miss them dearly and that I pass on there love to your mother, if I should be lucky enough to see them."

If one was to look closely enough, one may have been able to see tears gliding from the man's eyes, as he left the chamber in a hurry.

"My fellow Nobles, I stated earlier that the position in charge of Hogwarts had already been filled, I have done more than that, some of you may think I'm a nutter for what I'm about to tell you, some may want to applauded me for it, what you may think matters not, and I mean no slight with what I say, but I have fully dissolved the board of governors, I have dissolved them, and given all controlling power to two being that know exactly what is best for the school, anyone who has been under her roof under tutelage has some idea that the castle is sentient, the sorting hat is the same, while almost everyone was under the impression that besides the building and hat respectively, they had no other physical manifestation, those assumptions are completely…and utterly…wrong. They do indeed, have physical manifestations, but only one of the Heirs could call them out. Now when the Founders made the School and Hat, then had the right idea, but in my opinion they didn't go far enough… I have taken that step for them, Hogwarts, will for-nevermore be run by wizards, but by both the Castle Herself, along side the Sorting Hat, through their Physical Manifestations, which by myself; The Last Heir; passing control to them allows them to Manifest at their will. And as such they both have complete control over the wards around the school and as well as Hogsmead Valley, and trust me friends when I say this, 'THEY ARE ALIVE' and they will do everything in their power to protect the school and valley, they care not for the politic of man, but should anything bring harm to the valley, Merlin and Morgana help the transgressor."

Though the entire second part of his speech, the volume went from a loud clamor, to an almost indignant roar, most of the few blood purists left were angry that he had taken such unilateral action, cutting them from the one thing they could use to keep as much of the old ways as possible.

Harry gotten quickly tired of the inane arguments from the more berked off in the audience, took out his wand, and the volume immediately dropped from an insolent mob, back to an indignant roar, Harry had to cast the Sonorus charm and sternly yelled, to shut the rest up.

"I did what is best for the British Wizarding community, now that is not to say that Both; Headmaster Richard And Headmistress Calli, those are the names of their Manifestations, and yes, they will both share the same post; I am sure that they will be willing to take your suggestions of what should or could be taught within her walls, but I stress that the decisions on what classes are taught will ultimately be up to them, and if you give them a solid enough reason for a specific subject, they may agree to the suggestion. Now onto the last topic before I pass on."

There was still a loud Murmur in the audience, but harry mostly ignored that and canceled the charm.

"Would Every member of the Secret Order of the Hollows, Please stand forward."

If one was watching as closely as Harry was, then that person would have seen 15 member of the audience physically stiffen and turn pale, almost at the same time.

"Now please; if I must. I will name each and every one, I have marked each one of you, and the light will be turned off, you will be placed in similar robes as the Unspeakables, except they will be unable to see who you are or you them, but I will. As well as these same Unspeakables are under my orders as should anyone even lift their wand, they will immediately fire AK's at any and all infractors, whether they be on the floor here or up in the audience. Do not test them. US's flip the lights; you have your orders."

Immediately after he finished the lights went out and a long string of pops and cracks reverberated through the Chamber. When Harry gave the command to raise the lights, there were fifteen people in Unspeakable-esc robes.

Harry Spoke again, "US's your orders stand, AK's on the start, Now Everyone should know of the child's story of The Three Brothers, by Beetle the Bard. Well I'm here to confirm that it is no legend," as he pulled out the Elder wand and Resurrection Stone, and then pulling the hood up on the invisibility cloak he always had on. Immediately he disappeared, each member of the order felt something cold pass through them and immediately after Harry reappeared behind them, "I became the Master of Death the night of the Final Battle against…and I swear if anyone flinches, I start firing;…against Tom Riddle Jr. a.k.a. Voldemort, now your entire order has just felt myself pass through each and everyone of you, and no, you will not be able to study, research or do anything with any of these three items. These items of power do not belong in the realm of man, two of these three have left a trail of murder, suicide, and death in their wake, the one that hasn't has been in my family since Ignatius Peverell received the cloak form death itself, as it was passed down from father to son, and finally to me. Now Order of Hollows, when you leave, you will go and destroy any an all research any one of you have gained on these items, as all of it will no longer have a purpose. Now go, leave the cloaks in the apparation room, you will be taken to."

And with is final speech given, he sighed as the now not so secret and useless order walked out. As Harry was about to say his final farewell, there was a soft poofing sound, almost like a lady breaking wind (not that a lady would ever do such a thing). Almost immediately a clack and then a shuffle were heard coming from one of the hallways on the floor, everyone looked worried.

Harry just stared down into the darkness, waiting for the unexpected visitor when an old crone came shuffling out of the darkness, something seemed familiar about this old women, aft first he couldn't place it, while she came closer, he finally realized who this was, and immediately shouted, "STAND DOWN, IMMEDIATELY."

"Tee-Hee" the old women chuckled

Harry shook his head in mirth, and said, "And here I thought all of my old friends had already passed on, it looks like there was one left after all, I guess the end of our era is finally at an end…..isn't it, Lady Luney Lovegood?"

"I guess it shall Harry, dear, I guess it shall, and I haven't been called by Lovegood, in such a long time, though I'm quite happy to hear my old nickname. I do miss being the loony old me I once was. Just a moment… Harry, 'Mione, please come out here."

To Harry's surprise two children walked out of the darkness followed by a woman who was the spitting image of a much younger Luna Lovegood. And his eye's softened at seeing her surviving family.

"Mr. Potter, I would like you to meet my Great-Great-grandchildren, Harry and Hermione Lovegood, from my Great-Grandchild Lunari Lovegood, but we call her Luna for short. And she will; quite admirably be filling this worlds 'Loony' spot, that I am about to vacate… Now my dear Hermione, would you be so kind as to call your familiar, my friend must see this before he and I leave for the next but hopefully not the last great adventure, and please don't cry, all of you knew that this day would come, even before I did, so no tears. Ok now call Hedwig."

The little girl called for "Hedwig", and Harry couldn't help but walk over to his dear loony friend, remembering his lost but never unloved first pet/friend/Familiar, and surprisingly a few tears were left in his eyes, while he kept saying "Thank You" into Luna's ear.

"I've told all my descendents you and our story, and little Hermione here, was the first to feel that your familiar should be remembered, little Harry here, found a full Kneezle the spitting image of Her mischievous one, and came to the same decision. Ah here he comes." A Small pop and a tiny mewl sounded out from underneath Little Hermione's dress; when she reached underneath it, she pulled something out that made Harry gasp is surprise, which almost never happened anymore. He let out a tiny but audible chuckle that was soon joined but his lunar friend. "So you finally found one; and most everyone including my 'Mione thought you really were loony for a while, and yet here is proof you never were, well I guess you can now tell her off. Ha-ha." His face becoming serious in an instant and Luna looked him dead in the eyes, hers matching his. "You know what I'm about to do don't you, that's why you came. Let's me guess you couldn't live with it being gone, so you came to go with me, Right?"

"Right on the head, Harry; that place was as much my home as it was for you. I don't know if I 'could' live without it being there, but I do know that I don't want to if it isn't. So yes, we go together, just like that fateful night we came here. Just let me say my final good byes and we'll go."

As Luna said goodbye to her present family members, Harry decided he needed to tell someone, and thought telling his and his 'Miones little selves, would be his last prank as the last marauder.

When Luna, was done and after Harry helped his old friend up onto the dais, Harry said, "One second, my dear Luna." With a smirk on his face, He heard her breath "Oh Harry, always the marauder, aren't you."

"Hermione, Harry, come here please, I'm going to let you in on a little secret, it may be a little sad… you two are going to go to Hogwarts this term right?" when they nodded in the affirmative, he continued, "Well, your Gran told you about what happened to me that night, and how I had to stay at the school, well, I've done something that will hopefully allow me to pass on, cause like your Gran, I've been around for a long time, and I'm starting to feel tired… well here's the sad part, if what I did doesn't work; there won't be a Hogwarts anymore, but hopefully I've done well enough so that doesn't happen, ok. Now if we go away and Hogwarts does to, then I would like you two to come back here and tell most of these people here, the really important ones that I'm sorry I failed them, but if what I did works, then take this, don't lose it, and when you get to the doors of Hogwarts, smear this onto it, and say very clearly 'Manifest'; when a man and/or a woman named Richard and Calli shows up, tell them who you are and what I'm telling you, they should help you out as much as they can, ok. Can you guys do that for me?"

Both of the children looked like they were about ready to break down in tears, but they struggled through and nodded with a tiny "yes" to further validate his request. Harry then kissed both kids on the top of the head, and told them "if you two weren't brother and sister, you would both be like my late wife and me." With a smile and a tear, he stood up, that was when little Hermione, squeaked, "But we're not brother and sister, not by blood anyway, mummy couldn't have kids, she still wont tell us why, but she adopted us, and if we become anything like our namesakes, or even like our Gran over there, then I think you can leave everything to us, cause both of us have large shoes to stand next to, but Gran says we're just like our namesakes so it should be ok. And Sir Harry, I know we just met you, but I think we're both going to miss you at school, if its still there when we go."

"I hope it will be 'Mione, I really hope it will be. Ok now, get back to your mommy. And Lunari, it was great to meet you, and keep those two happy and… well, any daughter of Luna's… well I doubt you'll have any problems. And kids remember everything I told you ok. Bye for now, maybe we'll see each other in 130 years."

His conversation done, he went back to the dais and then steps up next to Luna, "Ladies first, don't need your heart failing from the shock that may happen, just keep a hold of my hand and don't let go."

"Yes that would not be good for the grandkids. Harry I don't know what's going to happen, but I know you're doing to right thing, no one should have to live out age, you had the Nexus and I had my Fey heritage to keep our minds sharp, without those, we'd be a pair simpering bags of goo, just waiting to pass on, but still I'm glad we can go together."

"Me too Luney, me too. Now go through, and hold on…

Jean-Paul, being the last of the old regiment, these are my final orders, don't let your work take over your whole life... and this goes for everyone here… Life is not about how many breaths you take, but how many moments that take your breath away. Sadly the later moments in my life were just that, unfulfilled moments, just taking each breath as they came, don't allow this to happen to you. As Caesar once said "Carpie Deim" "Seize the Day", live each day like it's your last, because it may very well be just that

And Jean, those that receive the letters, make sure they make it to Gringots. And I now take my leave and leave the world in the hands of you and the next generation, don't fuck it up," looking up into the crowd, then cast a silent and wandless field of silence around the two kids, and spoke with a swords edge, "And if you allow another dark lord like Voldemort, I will personally find a way back and kick his ass, and then the ass of each and everyone of you who can't learn from past mistake's, and that's only after you have to deal with what those two kids will give you, Be…good"

Harry turned and with all three hallows in his possession, walked through the veil, passing on to the next great adventure.

At Hogwarts both Calli and Richard felt their bond with Harry harden and then shatter. And with the bond went their connection to the nexus. But just as their manifestations were about to fail, and the magic of the school die, something happened. A pulse of non-light exploded and settled upon the two, and the manifestations snapped back into full physical form. Calli looked around and wept, in happiness for their 'Son' succeeding where all others person failed, only one other was the closest to an answer. 'She' wept in sorrow, for she would never see her 'Son' ever again.