Hi everyone! Magic here just to say here's a Harry Potter fic filling in the gap of 19 years in Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows but be warned if you haven't finished the book and do not want to know the ending don't read this!!! Oh yes, this is my disclaimer because believe it or not I don't actually own the characters of Harry Potter but I'll tell you if some sort of magical miracle happens and J.K Rowling ( who for some strange reason I've never met) gives me the characters of Harry Potter and her substantial fortune!!!!!
Love Magic xx
Chapter 1
The Funeral
Harry Potter walked away from the Hogwarts grounds, after his dramatic defeat of Lord Voldemort and his Death Eater accomplices, surrounded by his friends, teachers, acquaintances, Ministry of Magic officials and people he hardly knew.
They walked through Hogsmeade mumbling but as if a solemn mist had descended around them, as though a thick fog stopped a happy mood bursting through and greeting them boisterously. The group, far from being a group of happy people, were marred by three coffins that were being carried by silent bearers.
These coffins followed behind Harry, Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley, Ginny Weasley, Luna Lovegood and Neville Longbottom. Harry held cautiously in his cloaked arms his new born godson, Teddy Remus Lupin, who surveyed the scene in front of him with a quiet curiosity.
To an outsider this gathering of cloaked wizards and witches would look unorganised and untidy but in fact it was arranged with the utmost precision and accuracy. Carrying the first golden coffin was four men all with the reddest of red hair. The first two men were Bill and Arthur Weasley. Both of them had tears running down their faces leaving glistening trails under their eyes. The two figures behind them were also weeping silently to themselves. Charlie and George Weasley walked, not trying to hide emotion from their long narrow faces, in silence holding their brothers lifeless form on their thin shoulders.
Inside the other two coffins were Remus and Tonks Lupin who fought bravely until the very end. They were carried by Kinsley Shacklebolt, Ministry official, Rubeus Hagrid, half giant who held the coffin in his huge hands with no need to stoop, Percy Weasley, third eldest Weasley brother who wanted to be involved with the coffin bearing but there wasn't enough room for him on his brothers coffin, Dedalus Diggle, short excitable Ministry official who had to stand on tiptoe to get the coffin on his shoulders, Mundungus Fletcher, crook and general sneak thief who had honoured the sombre occasion with smart jet black dress robes (probably stolen) and he had taken the thick matted clumps of straggly hair out which left him looking slightly bald, Aberforth Dumbledore, a man with piercing blue eyes and the proprietor of The Hogshead, a slightly battered, threadbare pub down a Hogsmeade side street. Also among the coffin bearers were two people Harry didn't know but recognised them as members of the Order of the Phoenix. At the back of the group, surveying the scene was Grawp, Hagrid's half brother who was nearly sixteen and a half feet tall.
The witches and wizards had almost come to the end of Hogsmeade's high street with a back drop of hills and mountains behind them. As each person crossed an invisible marker that crossed the street they began to fade an eventually disappear from view until eventually the large group that had once been there had left no trace and had vanished altogether.
They arrived in the sleepy village of Ottery St Catchpole where wizards and witches lined the street and joined on the back of the marching group making it grow to twice its original size.
The people had reached a small churchyard where a small wizard wearing black robes stood with his wand and several sheets of paper clasped in his hands. Upon seeing the group he turned and walked to a recently built memorial in the centre of the well kept grass. The coffin bearers rested their respective golden coffins on enchanted stands of gold until all of the coffins were lying like horizontal soldiers.
The original group stood closer to the marble monument and the larger group of just joined wizards stood at a respectable distance. The small wizard took his wand and pointed it at his throat and muttered "Sonorus", quietly and then he began to speak.
"We are gathered here today to watch three brave souls finish that fateful walk into the sunset, on a journey which we, the living, can not take. We watch a young, prosperous, intelligent man fall into the deep unknown. Fred Weasley was a humorous entertainer and a fearless, brave and valiant defender. He stood up for the weak and befriended the friendless. His presence shall be sorely missed and his death symbolises a great loss to wizardkind and the magical world."
The man gave a long swish of his wand and Fred's golden coffin began to rise from its stand. With another swish Fred's face was projected onto the night sky. The picture looked down at the neatly assembled crowd and he beamed at his family and friends. Fred's face jauntily winked, as was so typical of him, and began to fade into the night sky until he was respected in as a sprinkling of stars in the shape of his narrow face. He watched them curiously and then gazed at the proceedings.
Fred's coffin, still floating gently, glided towards the monument in which doors had started to appear down its smooth front. The coffin floated through the doors and sank onto another golden stand. A plaque appeared and fastened itself invisibly to the lid. The plaque read:
"Here Lies Fred Weasley.
Who Fought The Dark Lord.
Some May Say Fred Lost But He Had More Than The Dark Lord Ever Had.
Just To Let You Know Fred, We Got The Little Bugger."
As the coffin plaque was attached the small wizard started to speak again.
"Fred Weasley, son of Molly and Arthur. Brother of Bill, Charlie, Percy, Ron, and Ginny. Twin of George. Friend of many. May he rest in peace.
Fred's starry face smiled and nodded admiringly at the speaker as if holding him in high regard.
"The Dark Lord took the lives of many a witch and wizard but two deaths will be felt with a vast amount of sadness. Nymphadora "Tonks" Lupin and Remus John Lupin died protecting every single person throughout the muggle and wizarding worlds. Their sacrifice has ensured a safe life for everyone here and a secure future for their son Teddy."
He indicated the baby in Harry's arms whose hair was changing from a melancholy peacock blue to a warm heliotrope. The wizard gave another swish of his wand and Tonks and Remus' face was plastered onto the night sky with the name, in ornate silver letters, Teddy, under their faces. Remus and Tonks smiled and Tonks' hair changed quickly from Tonks's favoured purple to an outrageous shock of bubblegum pink.
The speaker waved his wand gracefully and Tonks and Remus's coffins flew in to the monument and settled on stands next to Fred. The identical plaques that attached themselves read:
For Teddy
Welcome Change
Banish Evil
Do Not Shun Those Who Are Different
Love Your Loving Parents
Tonks And Remus Lupin.
As the plaques were attached the doors of the memorial slowly began to close and small sparks flew off the top of the cenotaph and showered the crowd below in harmless gold and red petals. Teddy delighted in the coloured leaves and waved his arms around happily and squealed and gurgled in delight. Harry caught on of the golden petals and handed it to his godson who immediately put it in his mouth.