CHAPTER 4

I opened my eyes to find my mum standing over me and was thinkful that I was in my bed and everyone else was still in the living room.

"Oh dear, you're awake, I'm glad, are you okay?" she asked.

"I'm fine, why was everyone in the living room? Why are Harry's parents and Sirius alive? I want some bloody answers damn it!" I screeched. I must have alerted the whole house to my awakening because the next minute I heard everyone storming up the stairs and it was only a few seconds my door burst open and they all came in.

I sighed and tried to get out of bed, but my mum rested her hand firmly on my shoulder, "You're not going anywhere, we have some things to discuss."

I sighed again and rested my head in my hands, "I know," I said, with my view still firmly pasted on the ground.

"Did you tell them what I told you Mum?" I asked her with my eyes not leaving the ground.

"Yeah, I told them all about Jason and your reasons for leaving the magical world behind," she replied.

"Ok, then I want my questions answered," I said, not wanting to talk about the subject of me any longer, afraid someone would bring up Harry and I would start crying, "Like why are you here?" I looked up at my mum.

"Well, you are my daughter-"

I interrupted her, "Oh that's not what I mean and you know it. You know what question I am asking," I said.

She took a deep breath, "Yeah, I know what you want to hear," she replied, "It's a spell," she said a name that I didn't quite make out, "is casting. It's getting rid of Voldemort and all the people Voldemort killed are alive while it's being casted," she said and I knew who exactly it was.

I took a deep breath as my mind threatened to black out again, "Wait, this doesn't make any sense, Voldemort died five years ago, as did..." I couldn't even bring myself to say his name.

"You're not getting it, he didn't die five years ago, neither of them did," Hermione said, "He's been looking for a way to kill Voldemort these past five years. He wrote to me telling me of what he found recently. He said he wanted to write to you too, but he was afrid that you had given up on him. He was afraid you wouldn't take him back if he came. The spell is going to kill him unless you go find him and tell him you still love him. Give him something to live for," she said.

I had to bury my head in my hands again, trying to take it all in. 'I love him with all I have still, I know I do,' I thought to myself, 'I dunno how he, after all we've been through, could not believe that. I told him I'll always wait for him and I will. I have to go, nothing can stop me.'

I looked up to see them all looking at me, expectantly, "Oh course I'm going. I refuse to lose him again," I said determindly, "Where is he?" I finally thought to ask.

"We don't know, your connection should tell you," Lily answered.

It was the first time I looked at the other people in the room. I had almost forgot that Sirius, James, Lily and McGonagall were there. Lily was sitting very close to James, with her head on his shoulder and his arm draped over her. It reminded me so much of how I used to sit with Harry. Sirius was sitting a couple feet away from them and my mum had just taken a place next to him. McGonagall was standing, as was Hermione.

"Hey can I speak to Hermione privately for a minute?" I asked the other people in the room.

They all nodded and left, closing the door behind them. "Hermione I'm so sorry," I said when the door closed, "I guess I was upset that magic had taken away my love and so I turned my back against everyone. I wanted a life away from magic. Instead of turning to my friends to talk to, like I should have, I shut everyone out. Hoping to numb the pain, hoping to forget," I stubbornly held back the tears that longed to escape, "It didn't work. I've thought about it every day since I left. I've missed everyone so much. Do you know how hard it is living without magic when you've built your life around it for seven years.

"I did it though, telling myself that eventually the pain would go away, that I would forget. When I was with Jason though, that happened. Everything about my past left my mind. He was what I had been looking for. The ticket away from my pain. Oh I'm sure I would have noticed what he was, had I not been so stubborn. I just didn't want to believe he was a Valen. I wanted to believe it was love, and I longed for the times we were with each other as a way to get rid of the pain.

"When I was away from him I longed for Harry and magic back in my life. I knew it was all wrong, what I did, but the pain was horrible so I stayed there. I had my children and I thought I could never have Harry so I figured it was worth it," I started walking to the clock I had thrown on the last day I was here, with a lump forming in my throat so I couldn't speak anymore.

"Amy, we were all waiting, hoping you would come back. None of us were mad at you. We thought you made a mistake, yes, but we weren't mad. We thought you had gone off the deep end. We all knew how much Harry means to you. We knew how hard it was for you to lose him, but we thought you would come back. We didn't expect that you never would. When we came back to this house and found everything magical here, including your wand, we knew you weren't. We knew you had left our world for good."

I hadn't looked at her while she was talking or while I was talking. I had picked up the pieces of the clock and started repairing it.

I avoided looking at the clock or anything else while I was working by closing my eyes. I needed to see the proof that he was alive. It was not that I didn't trust the people that told me, I just needed to see it to know that it was true. I had never looked at it to confirm he was dead, now I had to look at it to confirm that he's alive.

I opened my eyes and looked at the face of the clock. I looked at my hand, which as pointed to home. Emma and Richard's hands were also pointed to home. Then I looked to Harry's hand and followed it to look at where it was. It was on Mortal Peril.

I dropped the clock and shot to my feet, "Where's my wand?" I asked Hermione, knowing what to do.

"I have it," she said, reaching in her back pocket and removing it before handing it to me, "Amy," she said and I turned from the place I was standing at, by the door, "Bring him home," she said, her eyes filling with tears. I nodded once before leaving the room and closing the door behind me.

I walked down the stairs bracingly, preparing myself to say goodbye to my mother. I found James and Lily sitting on the couch as well as my mum and Sirius.Dumbledore seemed to be making tea.

My mum stood when she saw me.

"I know what I have to do," I said before she even asked.

"That's good. It was good seeing you dear," she said before she hugged me. I hugged her back and was reluctant to let her go, "Thank you for letting me see the diary. Now I'll be able to spend the rest of eternity with my true love. I remember also that he's your father," she whispered in my ear.

I smiled as she let me go and I faced Sirius. I just gave him a hug, saying nothing because no words needed to be said. He seemed to realize this too because he was silent as well.

After I turned from him Lily hugged me, "Bring my boy back to where he belongs. It's not his time yet and you both know it. Tell him that his father and I love him and we look forward to seeing him, but not for about 80 years," she said to me.

I smiled and nodded, "I'll make sure he knows that," I replied. I hugged James and he told me similar stuff. Then I turned to Dumbledore, "Make sure there's someone watching Emma and Richard. I'm going to go talk to them for a moment, but I'll be leaving from their room," I said before going back up the stairs.

I entered their room to find them both asleep on the floor. It was then I realized that I hadn't put anything of theirs back in here. I sat down next to Emma first, stroking her jet black hair. "I have to go for a little while sweetheart. I dunno when I'll be back, but I'm sure Hermione or someone will be here. I have to go rescue your dad. I'll bring him back with me."

I moved over to Richard and started stroking his honey colored hair, "Look after your sister. I have something I have to tell you both. You're magical. Yup, your father and I both use magic and I'm sure you both will, too. You won't have to go back to school until you're 11 though.

"Well, I have to go fetch your father. I'll try to bring us back soon, but in case we don't make it back, I love you both so much and you're going to have to live with Hermione and Ron. Don't be scared, they won't bite...hard," I laughed, "Just kidding, they also have a daughter around your age. Her name is Margaret. Make Hermione and Ron take you to meet Isabella and Jake though, in case me and your father don't come back.

"We love you so much. More than you both will ever know, okay? Remember that and we'll always be with you," I had been so lost in my thoughts and talking to them that I didn't hear Hermione open the door.

I turned and saw her watching me with tears in her eyes, "How much did you hear?" I asked.

"Enough," she replied, "You will be back to take care of your children, Amy. I know you will and Harry will be by your side. If anyone in the world can convince him, it's you. Oh yeah, they know you love them, but I'm sure they're glad they heard it," she said before hugging me.

"Hermione, I won't come back unless I bring him," I said and held up my hand to stop her protest, "If we don't come back, I really do want you and Ron to take care of them," I said gesturing to Richard and Emma, "I want them to see Isabella and Jake occasionally, because they've seen them even less than you, but I think they would do better in the magical world."

All she did was nod and I took that as my cue to leave. I took my thought from my kids, Hermione, my mum, Sirius and everything else and focused all of them on Harry and with all my thoughts focused on Harry I narrowed it down to where he was and then Apparated, hoping against hope that it would work.

I looked around and noticed Harry on the ground nearby. I also noticed Voldemort, both Harry and Voldemort were seemingly unconscious and both appeared to be fading away. I dismissed Voldemort, not caring about him and threw myself at Harry. He was leaning against a wall, partially sitting up, and he had his wand gripped tightly in his hand.

I knew he noticed my touch because he tensed when I touched him and gripped his wand even tighter. I could tell he didn't think that I had noticed, but it's the little things about him that I notice the most. I turned my thoughts once more to the task at hand.

"Harry Potter you have to come back to me. You can't let the spell have you, too. If you don't come back, I'll die I swear I will," the words came out of my mouth as well as echoing in my head, "Harry, I love you more than my own life. The only other people I love that come even close to you are Richard and Emma. You have to know that, why don't you know that?" I pleaded, taking his hand.

"You are my life, my whole heart and soul. I thought I lost you five years ago. Do you know the anguish I felt on that day?" I shuddered as I relived the memory, "I've given up magic for the past five years because I thought it took you from me.

"Do you know what a Valen is? Of course you do, we studied them together," I answered my own question, "I've been with a Valen for the past three years, not been with like that, but we've been dating for three years because when him and I were in the same room it took away my pain. I felt anguish every second I was away from him because I felt horrible about leaving my friends and family, but I dealed with it for the moments where I forgot everything.

"You can't honestly think that I don't want you to come back. Well, you know, you're right actually. I don't want you back, I need you back. Emma and Richard need you back. You made a promise to me Harry, you promised that you would come back and we would grow old together and have many more children in a Voldemort-free world. Don't tell me you're going to break that promise now. I've waited five years for you, I'd wait until the end of time if I had to, but now that I have you back I won't. If you die tonight, I die with you," I said as I leaned down and kissed him, connecting with him.

'You can't die now, because if you do, I do as well. How do you like that Harry James Potter?' I thought triumphantly in his mind. I was honestly suprised it had worked. We now shared one mind, body and soul. More now than ever. Anything that happened to either of us from now until I broke off the spell, happened to both of us because I was in Harry's body, in a manner of speaking.

It was then that all the pain he was feeling collapsed on me. I realized that he was losing his stregnth and he needed my stregnth desperately. I focused all my stregnth on what he was doing, through all the pain. 'I'll always be with you to give you stregnth, love, you just have to trust me enough to tell me when you need it,' I muttered in our mind.

After hours of pain and the endurance of it I could tell the spell was coming to an end. It was a shame because I had just started to explore all his memories as I knew he had been exploring mine. I didn't want the spell to end because I didn't want to be forced to end the spell that held Harry and I together. The expierence of being one with him was the most intimate thing we had ever expierenced together.

'It's over now,' I heard his voice and realized the pai had stopped.

'I know, but I'd prefer that it wasn't,' I admitted, knowing he knew that anyway.

'I don't either," he said to my suprise, 'Don't be so supreised,' I heard him chuckle.

'I really shouldn't be, I already knew that,' I replied, 'Well, I guess we have a life we have to return to,' I thought before pulling away.

I found myself once again in my own body, kissing Harry. I tried to pull back, but he wrapped his arms around me, pulling me closer.

"It's been too long since we've done that he said in explanation when we broke away," I nodded wordlessly before kissing him again.

"Far too long," I agreed airly when we paused a second time, "Five years too long."

He nodded and helped me stand, but as soon as I stood his legs seemed to wobble, "We should get home. You need rest," I said and we both Apparated.

Harry imediately collapsed on the bed and I sat down next to him, stroking his hair. I knew that his exaustion had sent him into a deep sleep almost before he had hit the pillow though. After a few moments of staring at my husband sleeping I got up and silently exited the room, not yet ready for sleep.

I crossed the hall and entered the room that had once been Richard and Emma's nursery and was now their room. They were still laying on the floor, sleeping, but now they were sleeping right next to Hermione.

I smiled warmly as I watched them sleep soundly and peacefully, opposed to the bad dreams that I knew were plaguing Harry's miind.

I unwillingly let out a small sigh as I watched Richard turn in his sleep, snuggling deeper into Hermione's side.

When I started feeling tired I decided it was time for me to go sleep with my husband. I looked out the window and saw Jason and I don't know how, but he was looking right back at me. I knew he would do everything he could to get to me, being a Valen, so I figured it would be best to get this confrontation over with.

I walked down the stairs and out the front door into the cool fresh air. I had to admit, the night air felt good as it hit my face.

It was then that I began to lose it, my thoughts going down the drain as Jason touched my face. I forced myself to have one thought and the only one I needed, I have Harry. I thought this over and over again as he moved closer, bring his lips to mine.

"No, I have Harry," I shouted in the second before our lips touched as I pulled away.

"What?" he asked, extremely stunned that I could pull away from him.

"You heard me Jason. I know what you are and you don't affect me anymore because I have the love of my life back. I love him so much and I'm not about to let you take me from him."

"No, this can't be right," he said as he moved closer to me once more.

"Oh, but it is Jason. I know you're nothing but a Valen and I know that you're only looking for a mate. You've never loved me," I spat.

"That's where you're wrong Amy, I have loved you, since the day we met. That is what makes you so special. That is why I've been able to take away your pain for the past five years. Valens only have the power to make someone love them, they don't have the power to make them forget, unless they truly love that person.," he looked at me, his eyes pleading with me.

"I'm sorry Jason, but I'm in love with Harry, nothing you can do or say can change that. I need him as much as he needs me. We have children we have to raise together. Harry and I are truly in love and nothing is going to tell my heart any different. Even these past five years, when we were apart all I thought about was him," I replied, stepping closer, "I can be your friend, but that's as far as it goes for us."

"You don't get it though Amy, I couldn't stand only being your friend. A Valen always gets what he wants, I'm sorry," I said before grabbing me and kissing me. He gripped me tighter and I felt the sensation of Apparation

I opened my eyes and found the bed empty of my wife, who I was sure had been stroking my hair when I fell asleep. I walked out of the room, unsure of what time it was.

I walked into the room across the hall, knowing this used to be Richard and Emma's nursery and noticed that there were no beds in the room. It was then that I remembered Amy's memories of the past five years.

I saw Emma, her long black hair flowing out behind her, snuggled into Hermione's right side as Richard cuddle her left. I could tell that Richard's own honey colored hair was just as messy as mine is.

They looked so peaceful sleeping I couldn't interrupt them. I wanted badly to hug my children, but I didn't want to wake them.

I sighed and decided to take a walk. I walked down the stairs, hoping I could fine Amy. When I didn't see her I hoped that, like me, she only needed a walk.

I opened the door and saw Amy kissing a guy before they disappeared.

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, I just borrow it and thank JK for creating it all.

A/N:So, how do you like it so far? It's far from over though, I have tons more stuff planned, so don't think it's coming to an end now that Voldemorts gone. Read a review please, they help alot!