Ronald Weasley found retrieving the resurrection stone to be incredibly easy. All he had to do was walk into the forbidden forest and summon it. Apparently, any protective enchantments that were on it were destroyed with the destruction of the Horcrux and nobody had deemed it important to replace them. It had to be a sign.

Ronald Weasley was meant for greatness.

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Within the forbidden forest, a large group of centaurs gazed at the sky. History was being made, it had been a long time in coming.

Mars was bright.

The wizards that knew of the centaur's predictions had erroneously decided that it had to do with the blood war. Humans were notoriously terrible at divining the future. Why just look at how they misinterpreted the Harry James Potter prophecy. They actually thought that the dark lord in question was that Voldemort human. Though they supposed it wasn't entirely the human's fault. They only received such incomplete prophecies.

Was it really so impossible that the prophecy could have spoken of a different dark lord?

Harry Potter had a very important and long future ahead of him.

The centaurs stood together in their forest watching the beginning of its form in the sky.

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The Hallow that Ronald truly wanted was next on his list. After all, the only thing guarding it was a dead guy.

The problem was he couldn't seem to open Dumbledore tomb.

The thing had been enlarged after the war. The damage Voldemort had done to it bad enough that the entire thing needed replacing. Now it was an old fashioned walk in crypt. Only he couldn't seem to walk in.

Tugging on the door didn't work. Alohamora did nothing. Getting angry and kicking it didn't work either, though he now had a rather distracting pain in his foot. Now what?

Taking a deep breath Ronald stood back and glared at the tomb. It was galling being just feet from his goal and being unable to breach the damn thing. Its pristine white walls were mocking him.

So he couldn't get in through the front. Well, that was fine, in chess sometimes you had to go about things sideways to breach an opponent's defenses.

He walked around and stood next to the longer side of the tomb, out of sight of the castle windows.

Raising his wand he pointed it at the gleaming marble and shouted "reducto!"

A very small amount of stone was blasted off. Apparently, he thought with a smirk, nobody bothered to ward the sides. It might take a while, but this would work.

Pleased to be making progress once again he raised his wand once more and shouted "reducto!"

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Hundreds of miles away Harry Potter woke with a start.

Heart pounding he leaped off of his bed wand in hand. What had woken him? He took quick stock of the situation. There was nobody in his room with him. A strange sensation jolted through him again. And again a few seconds later. What was going on? Was someone in the house? He didn't think so but there was an easy way to find out.

"Kreacher!" he called.

Appearing with a pop Kreacher asked, "What can Kreacher be doing for Master Harry?"

"Kreature is there anybody in the house besides us?", Harry asked with a twinge as the strange sensation repeated itself.

Shaking his head hard enough to send his ears flapping Kreacher replied "No Master Harry. There is being no one here. There is flashy lights in the library Master Harry. Flashy ward lights be making nasty buzzing noise Master Harry. Flashy lights be bothering the portraits, Master Harry."

"Thank you Kreature. That will be all." Harry replied before taking off running toward the Black family library. Wards? Harry had precious few things that he had tied wards to.

Rushing down the stairs and bursting through the door Harry swiftly turned to the shelf stocked with his few ward anchors. A small silver bowl that had once been filled with lemon drops was flashing wildly and letting off an angry buzzing sound. This ward was the oldest one Harry had cast. It was tied to Dumbledore's tomb as a way of warning Harry of Hallows hunters should the story get around. He had gone to great lengths to quash the story of the Hallows involvement in the final battle. How had someone heard of it? Harry reckoned it was best to go find out.

Stopping only to throw on some clothing, grab his auror kit, shove his invisibility cloak into his magically enlarged pocket, and snap off a Patronus to the DMLE in hopes of backup, Harry apparated to the front gates of Hogwarts with a sharp crack.

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He had done it. Grinning tiredly Ronald Weasley reached forward and snatched the elder wand from Albus Dumbledore's stiff fingers. Swiftly turning away from the dead headmaster he ran his hands along it savoring the fact that he, not Harry, had the power of two Deathly Hallows.

Reaching into his pocket he pulled out the resurrection stone and held the Hallows together in one hand. Cold black stone reflected the white light from his wand while the mute black of wood seemed to absorb it entirely. Even together they didn't look that impressive. But Ron knew better.

These items were going to make him powerful. They were going to make Ronald Weasley a somebody. All he needed was to get the cloak. But surely that couldn't be so hard? Harry always had the cloak on him after all. He used it for his Auror work. Now that he had the elder wand it should be easy to take the cloak from Harry.

Ron paused at that thought. Was he really going to attack Harry and steal his father's cloak? Harry was awfully attached to the thing. But Harry wasn't really Ron's friend anymore was he? He never really came to visit Ron. And when he did turn up for the Weasley family Sunday night suppers he spent all his time playing with the ever growing in number Weasley sprogs and ignored Ron completely. Just because Hermione had spun some ridiculous story about him being a bad parent.

How bad of a parent could he be? He hardly even saw the brat.

No, the Potter family had had the cloak long enough. It was the Weasley's turn.

Walking towards the hole he had made in the wall Ron wondered when he should confront his old friend.

It would happen sooner than he reckoned however because as he climbed out of the tomb he heard Harry's voice shouting at him.

"Aurors! Drop the wand and put your hands in the air!"

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As soon as he arrived at Hogwarts Harry took off running toward the lake in the direction of Dumbledore's tomb.

Not knowing what he was running towards he was relieved to see McGonagall racing his direction from the castle proper. The distant cracks of apparation were even more welcome.

Skidding to a stop he paused to catch his breath and wait for his backup to arrive.

The headmistress approached him wand drawn and pointed at him.

Harry quickly raised his hands in surrender.

"Someone is robbing Dumbledore's grave," Harry stated quickly sounding for all the world like a tattling student.

"No!" She gasped a swung around to point the wand at the crypt. "Well," she snapped " lets go and show them what we think of grave robbers than ."

Together along with auror Simmons and Harry's partner, Seamus Finnigan, they approached the tomb. Someone was climbing out of it.

Wanting to end things before they began Harry pointed his wand at the culprit and yelled his standard "Aurors! Drop the wand and put your hands in the air!"

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Ronald was not ready for this confrontation but one had to work with what they had. Harry was here. Which meant Harry's cloak was here. Ron could work with this. He had the elder wand after all. It had worked for Grindelwald when he had stolen it from Gregorovich so it should work for Ron.

He never had the chance to try.

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When Harry saw that the shadowy figure wasn't surrendering he hit them with a disarming jinx.

Elder wand and resurrection stone flew towards him and on instinct, he caught them both

For the first time in history, all three Hallows were in physical possession of the same person at the same time.

Harry disappeared in a rainbow of wild magic a pain as his mind began to expand expand expand.

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AN: So the Hallows are together and Harry is becoming the genius I need him to be. After all, I can't have Harry the Dolt running around a genius factory now, can I? Only one more chapter before I send him on. I won't update this quickly normally but really want to get all of this Harryverse stuff out of the way. I'm afraid I am rather impatient for it. Which is odd because I had zero plans for what I will be doing to him there?