Authors note:

I AM SOOOOOOOOO SORRY. I know I suck I haven't updated in two weeks, but now I will make it up to u I promise. I just got busy and just realized that while the story is coming along well in my head that I hadn't been putting it on paper…. So this is for all of my reviewers, but review, review, review…

Disclaimer: It all belongs to Jo, and though I am definitely a harmony shipper, I cant condone some of the J.K. bashing I am seeing from other authors, that is wrong, she gave us this world we love so much, and the ending she wrote is absolutely perfect for her story, and what's even better is that she allows us to twist the story in these fanfictions to our liking, nit all authors would, so again it is all Jo Rowling's and we must all thank her from the bottom of our hearts for sharing Harry, his family, and his world with us.

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"Love is friendship that has caught fire. It is quiet understanding, mutual confidence, sharing and forgiving. It is loyalty through good and bad times. It settles for less than perfection and makes allowances for human weaknesses."—Ann Landers

Chapter 6: Task 3 and a Big Surprise

Go to Gringotts, get Mums engagement/wedding rings… Decide what to say to Ginny and Hermione.

Find a place to live, buy Teddy anything he could want or need at his age, decorate him a room filled with pictures of his family

Find the Grangers for Hermione. (Visit them if the opportunity arises… make the opportunity arise and ask Mr. Granger for Hermione's hand)

Decide on a job… Do not agree to be anymore than a consultant for the ministry, but demand attendance at every trial as a witness) Professor Position would be nice if available- ask McGonagall

Talk to Dumbledore's portrait and decide what to do about the press

Burn the post

Harry didn't have much time, it had taken hours to travel through the vault, and now he sat in the Headmasters office awaiting Kingley Shaklebolts arrival through the fireplace to his left. He noticed that many of the Headmasters had left their frames, but was not surprised by it; he had passed at least fifty portraits full of characters celebrating on his walk to the stone gargoyle. .

He had contacted Kingsly immediately after his arrival at the castle, stating he needed to know exactly where Hermione's parents were, and what spells had been casted upon them if possible, he had to find them, he needed to that for Hermione, because even now his magic told him that for some reason he was the only one strong enough to restore their memories, the only one.

A bright green flame came into the fireplace, and immediately the new Minister was standing in front of Harry looking slightly disheveled and tired, but still had a smile on his face as he reached a hand out to Harry to shake.

"How are you Harry"? He asked as Harry shake his hand, eyeing the envelop in his hands.

"Very well Minister, and yourself?"

"Kingsley, Harry, and I am doing well, we are redesigning the government, out with the old and in with the new, it will take years to fully accomplish, but by the end of it all, this should be a better world, and the ministry will hopefully never be able to be overcome again, but that is not why you wanted me to see you. So we must get to business Harry, I have limited time."

"Of course, and I am glad to hear of the changes, you will have to explain them to me when we both have the time." Harry answered.

" Of course, but for now I have found Hermione's parents, and assume that as soon as I leave here you are off to Australia, they are in Melbourne, in a lovely muggle village, with a very successful dental practice, and recently adopted a five year old boy from an orphanage in the city…"

Harry was shocked to say the least, they had adopted a son, and Kingsley must have noticed the look on his face.

" No worries Harry, they probably felt some maternal need was absent, and felt they needed to love a child, it is perfectly normal, and the boy is magical, his name is Jacob, and is bright, much like his new sister." He finished with a smile on his face, and pushed the envelop towards Harry.

Inside were pictures of the family, their home, dental practice, and various other aspects of their lives; an address was on a single sheet of paper, 394 Sunny Lane, Melbourne, Australia. A smile spread across Harry's face. Before he recognized the mournful look on Shaklebolts.

" What is it? The death eaters didn't find them did they?" He was worried now, and relieved when he heard the no escape the older man, but fighting himself again when the word but left the others lips.

" But Harry, it seems Hermione cast a spell meant to last a lifetime, she didn't expect to survive, and wanted them to be happy, to not remember what they had lost, what they had given up. Harry the spell was ancient, and Dumbledore was the only person I think had enough power to reverse it, no one in the ministry can reverse it."\

" No." Harry said to him, looking the man straight in the eyes, " I can reverse it, she always meant for me to do it, she believed I could, she knew I was strong enough."

" What a risk Harry, what if she survived and you didn't, there was such a chance of that happening."

" Actually," Harry responded, " There was no chance of that occurring." He whispered now speaking mostly to himself, " She would have followed me to the death, she would have died too, right by my side, and fighting."

" I suppose you are right, and I do hope it goes well with the Grangers Harry, but you must be going, it is day in Australia I believe, or perhaps it is night, but either way, it will take some hours this quest, and apparation across oceans could weaken you."

He got up, and walked to the fire and grabbed the floo powder before turning to Harry, " By the way Harry, congrats, I always thought you and Hermione belonged, it just fits."

"How…?" a very startled Harry asked.

"Ahh." The man answered, "Albus can be quite a gossip at times." He smiled, and disappeared into the flames.

Harry looked out the window to see the black of night, before focusing on the picture of the house, and disappearing with not even a slight pop to register he had left.

Harry had to block his eyes from the bright sun as he appeared in front of a great red door. He heard a faint bouncing sound from the side of the house and went to investigate after no one answered the door.

He smiled as he discovered a father, Mr. Granger trying and failing to tempt a small brown haired, blue-eyed boy away from his book, and to the basketball hoop.

" Just one game, come on son, you can finish that later."

"Just give me a minute to finish the chapter dad" the boy responded obviously annoyed. Harry chuckled; this boy could be Hermione's blood brother.

The man must of heard Harry's laughter.

"Can I help you, sir?" he asked with caring eyes.

"Yes, actually, I was wondering if I could talk to you and your wife, together, I have news from England, but you need to hear it together."

"She'll be home momentarily, but do I know you?"

" I believe, we met, yes sir, years ago. I am guessing this lad is a new addition, I don't believe I met him though.

The men shook hands, "Sorry I don't remember you, um…"

"Oh, its Harry, and I wouldn't expect you to."

"Yes well, we can talk when Jane arrives, I am Dan by the way, and this is Jake, he is five, almost six we adopted him in October, but really he is just our son, we felt drawn to him, and please excuse it if something odd happens, it is quite common with Jake here, odd things always going on."

Harry nodded, as a black SUV pulled into the drive, and a woman with curly brown hair exited the vehicle with a bag of groceries.

"Ah, come we can talk inside, Jake you stay and read if you like, or you could play, we will call you for lunch." Mr. Granger stated receiving a grateful look as the boy returned to hi reading.

Harry followed the man inside into the nice kitchen, it seemed Hermione had done well for her parents… "So young man, what is this news from England, you have."

"Well sir it is a long story, but first I think that I need to restore some memories that have escaped you." He received a questioning look, before focusing all of his magic on reversing the spell, freeing their memories.

When he looked up both had fainted. "Shit." Okay he said, "Enervate" both sprung to life.

"Harry, is that you, what are you doing here, what has happened, where is Hermione and why were we sent away????" They shot what seemed like an endless line of questions at them before, asking them both to sit down and explaining the events of the past year to the Grangers.

Considering all that had happened, the story had not taken long, though he left out parts.

"So that evil Voldemort fellow is gone, you killed him?"

"Yes, with help, but he is gone and will never return, I saw to that personally."

"Yes Hermione always said you would, but why are you here now and not her, she is okay isn't she?" the asked worriedly

"She is as fine as can be expected, we all lost so much, we are all still healing, and will be doing so for years to come, the nightmares still exist, even if they are now only dreams."

At their silence he continued…

"As to why I am here, and not her, well she doesn't know I came, but I had to ask Mr. Granger a question, so I can ask Hermione one, and well the truth is that the spell Hermione paced on you was ancient magic, so strong she couldn't reverse it, I am the only one powerful enough to do so, and no I don't quite understand the new strength of my magic, but it is there, and by the way your son is a wizard."

The Grangers stared and were silent for some minutes before saying, " Thank you Harry, for our memories, for finding us, and yes now we know he is too, but Harry what was so important a question that you felt you had to come?"

They looked him in the eyes, he took a deep breath and calmly pulled the box from his pocket, enlarging it as he did, and began to speak,

"Well, sir, there is something is this box I wish to give to Hermione, and a question I wish to ask her, because in all truth sir I have recently realized that I have been a daft prick for years, that I love your daughter in an indescribable amount… I live for her, and in the end I fought for her, I fought him so that she would have a future, so that she could laugh freely, and find happiness. I love her, and though we never dated, I came here sir because I have every intention on asking her to be my wife the day after tomorrow, and I wanted to formally ask you for your blessing and her hand."

He finished tears of happiness streaming as he pulled the engagement ring from the box and showed it to Mrs. Granger, who shot out of her chair to envelop Harry in what he assumed was a famous Granger woman hug.

"Oh, that is so lovely, I always knew she loved you, thank you Harry, thank you for saving her, not many men can say they gave the woman they love the world, I am sure Dan will give his blessing."

With that they both turned towards the Granger man, who had been completely silent, and Harry let out a breath he hadn't even know he had been holding as a smile spread across the mans face.

"Harry James Potter" he began, " you truly are chivalrous, I see qualities and greatness in you that I have never seen in any man, and more than that I see the deep love in your eyes, heart and soul. You and my daughter, were meant for each other, soul mates, Harry and I could never stop the two of you from finding happiness in each other, it is what you both fought for, because Harry, she fought for you, she loved you and gave everything for you. Of course you have my blessing dear boy, my son."

Harry smiled as the man pulled him into a hug. He was so happy, now he only hoped Hermione would say yes.

"Harry could you do us a couple favors though," Mrs. Granger asked, beginning to prepare lunch.

"Anything."

"Well, could you bring Hermione here before the end of the summer, and check on our house in England, I think we may split our time between the two countries, and we want to see her, and that wonderful ring on her finger."

"Of course"- he answered

"And Harry- " Mr. Granger chimed in, "Since you are expected to stay for lunch, perhaps you can tell Jake all about his sister, and her world, a world she fought to save, so kids like him could grow up there without the pain she went through alongside her friends."

"I would love to Mr. Granger." Harry smiled, conjuring up books on the magical world, ensuring to include Hermione's old favorite, Hogwarts, A History, which seemed to have grown since the last time he saw it.

Hermione's mother called the boy in for lunch, and as they ate, the boy learned the truth, and discovered himself, and left soon after giving his new brother a hug before deserting his Narnia book to crack open the pages of Hogwarts, A History.

Soon after Harry bid them good day, promising to do as they requested, and promising to take Jake to the next quidditch match.

He arrived back in Hogwarts tired, but unable to keep a smile from his face, he quickly pulled out the list, marking through number three, before leaning back to gain a few hours rest before sunrise.