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"Speaking"
'Thinking'
'writing'


Harry pushed open the door to the head's office, looking around as he stepped in, he noted that she had redecorated since he was last there. There were a few items of interest that had a permanent place in the office. Namely the sorting hat, along with a few of the founder's artefacts in all their damaged glory.
The twisted remains of Ravenclaw's Diadem, recovered from the room of requirement's room of hidden things. As it turns out fiendfyre doesn't require air to be created but it does require it to be sustained. Otherwise it is just snuffed out, when Harry, Hermione and Draco closed the door all traces of air and magic was just cut off.

Next to the Diadem was Hufflepuff's Chalice which looked more like a dribble glass than a opulent chalice it once was, it had been impaled with Gryffindor's, basilisk venom imbued sword. This was hung up on a pair of hooks, bordering the display. The final item on the display was the smashed remains of Slytherin's Locket with the shattered glass lens that once held a fraction of Tom Riddles shook his head lightly, freeing it from the memories that distracted him. He looked over to the figure behind the desk and smiled sheepishly while rubbing the back of his neck.
"Sorry, Luna but you know that evaporating requires more focus than apperating and it's still not as perfect as we'd like it to be. Dobby and Winky did say it would be different for us." Luna's weary face froze for a moment then settled "I heard from the Hogwarts elves, how are their twins taking it?"

Harry's smile dropped at the question "They understood what happened and I told them the truth that their parents went to sleep. And had gone to a better place" He smiled wistfully "Did the elves ever tell you the names that Dobby and Winky gave the twins" His eyes sparkling with unshed tears as he saw Luna shake her head in the negative."They named them Gred and Forge, it seems that Dobby and Fred and George stayed in contact after the war they were the ones who bought nutrient potions and bone regrowth potions under their own initiative and used them on me without my knowledge to repair what the Dursley's did to me. They were buried in the town square of Pottertown." Luna nodded her head in understanding.


Pottertown was a part of the land of the Potter estate, when James and Lily Potter went into hiding before the Fidelius charm, James had asked the elves, at Lily's insistence to wait until either they or their Son, Harry returned to release the manor house from stasis. That the elves using the wood from the nearby forest, tools from the carriage house and workshops and the greenhouses for food to adapt to gaining magic from the Ley lines beneath Potter Hall and the surrounding area to sustain themselves and to live for themselves till a Potter returned.

The houses were elf sized cottages, there was a small library that held books inside from the Potter household that referred to carpentry, stonemasonry and agriculture. Things that most wizarding families either didn't bother trying to learn or believed the work 'beneath' them. The town square of Pottertown wasn't really much of a square, it was a mixture of a park and a cemetery. In the centre was a deep pond, shadowing the pond was a very particular tree. To which the local Pottertown elves referred to as the 'heart-tree.'

The heart-tree was aptly named as Harry had learnt from Martin, Pottertown's head historian, the tree was named after the Head Elf of the Potter household and his wife, the head chef had given died in other to allow the other elves to adapt quicker to the ley lines without any wizarding magic to help in the process. The two elves were getting to the end of their lives and wanted to do one last task to help out their fellows to they bound themselves to the ley lines allowing the ambient magic to be a mixture of elf and Ley allowing the others to adapt quicker than they normally would have.

When the two elves had faded into magic in their place was a large white oak, with glowing blue leaves. The tree towered over every building and warded the area from prying wizarding eyes. The only way anyone could see the town, was if they were brought by there by the elves or anyone of the Potter bloodline. Dobby and Winky were buried with a hybrid apple tree planted with them, at their request.


Harry looked over to Luna a slight smile on his face "So, Headmistress what did you want me here for, your letter wasn't very informative." At this Luna fidgeted in her seat causing Harry to notice a slight shimmer in the air around her head, before he sighed at the woman in front of him. He quickly debated on how to handle this, either Luna didn't notice the slip in her magic or she did it on taking a chance Harry raised his wand hand and waved it lazily, breaking the glamour around his friend "and don't hide from me Luna, I came here to see you not the 'Headmistress' persona that you show the school and the wizarding world." At this Luna seemed to crumple in on herself slightly causing Harry to rush to her side, placing a hand on her forehead he noticed the fever, when he placed his hand on her head she shivered at the contact.

He carefully lifted Luna up and carried her to a small alcove hidden around the corner from behind the desk which hid the door to the heads living quarters, he budged open the door with his shoulder carrying her through the doorway and placed her onto her bed pulling the covers over her and flicking his wrist, launching the elder wand from his holster, he flicked it in a double infinity pattern, swapping her day robes to her night robes that she had hung up on her wardrobe door. She chuckled quietly

"All these years and you still have so much modesty, you seem to get more prudish as you age Harry." It was at this Harry looked at his old friend, he really looked at her. 'She had finally grew into her hair' he mused to himself, the luminescence of her once silvery blond hair had lightened to a pure silver that shined in the candlelight. He admitted that without the glamour she looked the same as when he last saw her, only she was a lot paler. Luna smiled softly "We had fun when we were younger and you were still in the public eye, right?"Harry nodded "We did Lu, we did. It's just a shame how things panned out" Luna pointed to her bedside draw and cupboard "It's in there Harry, in the drawer it's something I found when looking through my mummies old research. She was working on magical anomalies in conjunction with blood rituals."

Harry opened the drawer and withdrew from it a damaged book, the book was bound in a scaled hide 'Dragon or snake maybe' he thought. The pages appeared to be vellum and a twice as much writing as there would normally be. One in a language Harry didn't understand, it was like nothing he had seen before but it did ring a bell in the back of his mind, somewhere. He turned to the bookmarked page and noticed the bubbling of the vellum, 'an effect from the blast' he noted but read the translated lines of text. That was hand written beneath the ornate calligraphy.

'Blood of the Dragon, horn of the stag, scale of the river fish, flight feather of a falcon, blood of the winter wolf (Direwolf maybe?), blood of the lion, blood of one with the heart of a lion'
"The blood of the lion was what caused the explosion, she edited the last part with her last breath before she said goodbye to me" Luna explained as Harry looked at the drawing on the opposite page which was a diagram which held a list of a few other ingredients that weren't vital but needed for a greater chance of working 'Rune stones, ink of squid and salt of sea'

"Mummies theory is this is the place from where the founders and Merlin came from. They fled from a branch of magic users known as 'the undying ones' they strengthened their own powers by stealing the magic from dragons and other magic users. But by doing this they literally rotted from the inside out. Their skin became a pale white making them look like a corpse only to be offset by their blue tinged lips" She shivered at the mental image
"This was my plan for us Harry, to get away from all this. But as I planned, plotted and collected the ingredients, there was one thing I forgot." She smiled at Harry wistfully "I got old Harry, I may not look it but all those potions only did one thing, delay the inevitable. But one thing I realised when I remembered my mortality, I'm scared. I'm scared of death."

Harry put the book down on the dresser and cupped Luna's hands in his own "How long do you have left?" he asked carefully, Luna chuckled weakly "Minutes, hours I'm not sure. But I'm glad you accepted my invitation, I didn't want to die alone. Thank you Harry" Harry smiled softly
"Your very welcome Lu, but if you like, I can help make things easier" He reached into his shirt and pulled out a fine silver chain and in the middle of the chain was what looked like a timeturner, but in place of the hourglass of sand, was held the resurrection stone, the black obsidian stood out against the goblin silver mechanism. The mechanism was a small gyroscope of three rings, which each span once at the twist of the dial. One twist per call.

He held one end and placed the dial end between Luna's fingers and held her fingers with his.
"We call upon the souls of Xenophilius Lovegood neƩ Malfoy and Celeste Lovegood, father and mother to Luna Rowena Lovegood"
There was an empty breeze on the air and a white fog drifted into being and formed the shapes of a man with long hair (think Xeno from the Order of the Phoenix) and a woman with her hair tied back into a high pony-tail and wore a pair of silver framed glasses, she was also wearing a rather simple white dress She looked around the room they had appeared in noticing Harry and Luna. Celeste curtsied at Harry "My Lord" she then looked over at Luna and quickly drifted over "Lulu! I'm so sorry you had to see me like that, I made a stupid error and it bit me in the butt."

Celeste laughed bitterly at herself and reached back and pulled Xeno over to the living pair
"Your father informed me on everything I missed, well up to his unfortunate death" At this Xeno smiled sheepishly "I didn't know it was a Nudu he didn't look like Harry does" Harry snorted, hiding his laughter while Luna giggled beside him "Daddy that's because Harry was meant to be something else before he was touched by the Hallows. We think that he might have been a snow leopard, before he used the claimed the Elder wand from Tom then death influenced his final form." Harry's form was a hybrid between a Snow leopard and a Nudu so a large grey cat with white and black speckles that can breathe a cloud of deadly noxious gas which due to the vote of the last living Marauder, and the rest of the Defence Association inner circle had named his other form 'Plague-paw' or to Luna, Snowy.

Xeno shrugged in a carefree way "let that be a lesson learnt pumpkin, a bubble head charm doesn't eliminate the bad breath and neither do these." He reached into a spectral pocket of his robe and pulled out a small plastic box with a silver label containing small white pill shaped objects.
"these didn't help with the death breath either, the advertisement lied" he put the box back into his pocket. Harry and Luna laughed again, causing Luna to cough loudly as Harry carefully rubbed her back and looked over to Xeno.

"Well that may be Mr Lovegood but they stopped it from breathing at all" The animal autopsy found out that the Tic-Tacs had blocked the Nudu's windpipe causing It to choke and collapse, onto Xeno and crushing him to death. However due to rights of conquest the Nudu died before Xeno did and after the autopsy the Nudu was skinned and harvested for useful components. Its saliva glands were bought by Saint Mungo's, the meat was purchased by Gringotts and the Claws, teeth and hide went to the Lovegood vault along with the contents of the Rookery.

When Xeno died Luna was apprenticed to Filius Flitwick to become a charms Mistress. She taught for a time while Harry taught Defence against the Dark Arts, Neville taught Herbology. Hermione Transfiguration, Ginny quidditch and Ron was the most surprising he decided to follow his brother Charlie and look after dragons. He saw Norberta again. Luna smiled at her parents and looked over to Harry "On my desk there is an envelope, when I'm gone take it to Gringotts, look for Master Slinghook Grandson of Griphook. He has some things for you to sign to collect the ingredients." She blinked her eyes slowly "I'm feeling sleepy, stay with me?" Harry nodded

"Til the end, Lu. Til the end" He helped her settle into the bed and the three stayed with her, Harry Xeno and Celeste as they sat in silence two more locks of Harry's hair began to grey and lighten and settled at a bone white colour. Luna's breath got shallower and shallower and then stopped. A glow shimmered to life around her body and seemed to lift itself, revealing a teenaged looking Luna in her Hogwarts uniform. The ghost Luna smiled sadly at Harry and kissed him softly on the cheek and skipped over to the ghostly Lovegoods and they reached out and held her hands. Harry looked to Celeste curiously.

"She's too freshly dead, she can't speak yet, well not that you can't hear. You are master of Death in name only, use the hallows as one only then will you be the true Master of the Hallows." The three Lovegoods smiled at Harry as they faded from mortal Sight, into the realm beyond.


As Harry silently wept for the loss of his old friend above the world of Westeros higher than the tallest peak of the vale beyond mortal sight and thought, ten beings were in discussion Seven of the beings sat on marble thrones, one a throne of bleached bone opposite him was a throne of obsidian and the last being sat on a throne of weirwood.
"So with the blessing of the stranger his fate begins anew" sneered the being on the throne of white bone, The others tutted at his snide outburst, but a tired voice responded with "From death grows new life, so with this. The death of his old life begins the start of his new life in our lands" Six of the figures on the marble thrones nodded the seventh remained still. "But the question that is truly on our minds" the smith started "is where to put him" finished the maiden.
"In the heart of battle?" Suggested the warrior "nay to that" exclaimed the father "the font of Westerosi knowledge, Oldtown" shrieked the crone "The idea has merit" agreed the mother.

The green mist of the weirwood throne seemed to shake in the negative "You forget the Maesters, Septus what would they do to one with greater understanding of the mystics than themselves. They would hide him from the world in order to safeguard the Seven kingdoms from a threat he wouldn't provide" The shadow on the throne of obsidian cackled madly "Green bean has point Septa, throw him in a free weirwood and be done with it, let him choose for himself"

The others thought it over and finally agreed "Yes we shall test the wielder of the Hallows by the Godswood but lets make things interesting" Whispered the stranger "this is the man who will either win or break, the game of thrones."


The end of this chapter, please don't hate me for this but this is all to set the ball rolling~ ShiMorino