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Fate: Potter Night

Chapter13: Master and Servant

A twenty-five year old Harry Potter groaned as he rose from his sleep at Potter Manor to find that he was indeed alone in the rather large bed. What had happened last night? The last thing he remembered was talking Hermione and Luna about their latest project the night before when they were playing strip po—okay, now he remembered what happened and groaned again as he collapsed back onto the pillow. They may have had a bit too much to drink…

How did his life end up like this again?

Oh yeah…

Following the end of the Holy Grail War, Harry had gone through the rest of Dumbledore's notes and found the ancestral home of the Potter family. Needless to say he moved in with Hermione and Luna soon after the Wizarding World found out that Voldemort was now truly dead. Of course everyone immediately knew that Harry had been responsible for defeating him again and it had taken a month for the parties to stop much to Minister Bones' relief.

The following three years were tedious because of the amount of damage and the number of people who died during the two month long war. They were only just now starting to recover from it all since the whole of Magical Britain had to be rebuilt from the ground up and that included Hogwarts as well. Without the Purebloods—mainly those that were Death Eaters or their supporters—the Half-Bloods and Muggle-borns quickly seized control of most of the government, modernizing everything.

Naturally when the trials started there were a lot of people calling for Luna's and to a lesser extent Hermione's blood including one Molly Weasley. The latter of which wasn't really a surprise considering Berserker's actions had resulted in the deaths of three of her sons and the hospitalization of her only daughter. Though it was hypocritical of her since only three years prior her own daughter Ginny had been possessed and had set a Basilisk loose in a school on more than one occasion.

Since she wasn't punished then there was no way Harry would let Luna suffer for the manipulations of Angra Mainyu. Harry sat in on the trial—being the one who defeated her meant he was supposed to be there as a witness—and pulled a Dumbledore as he liked to say. He had stood up in the middle of the trial and spoke clearly for all to hear that Luna was being controlled during her alleged crime. He then went on to say that she was no darker than he was…

Considering Dumbledore's word alone had gotten Snape off scot-free without a trial it went unsaid that Luna was cleared of all charges…

After all it was for the Greater Good right?

Harry had to chuckle at the thought; he had long since come to terms with the old man's actions and had honestly found it amusing to use his 'wise' words simply to piss people off. The first time he asked McGonagall if she wanted a lemon drop was priceless, especially when Luna had taken a photo of her shocked face when he did so. Despite his resentment towards the former Headmaster for his treatment over the years Harry had honestly just stopped caring and started living his life how he wanted to, not what everyone expected him to.

It was for that reason that Harry, Hermione and Luna returned to Hogwarts to finish their education. Everyone was wary of Luna and to a lesser extent Hermione however everyone was practically worshiping Harry by the end of his seventh year. He'd become the Man-Who-Saved-The-World after the events of the Holy Grail War had become public knowledge and the Ministry sacked everyone that was working in the Department of Mysteries. With the Greater Grail destroyed by Harry and Shirou there was no way to start another Grail War after Harry personally destroyed all of their research on the Heavens Feel ritual.

Harry had gotten together with both Hermione and Luna a few days after returning to school and they had been living together ever since. Hermione had gone to work at the Ministry, eventually becoming the Head of the Department of Mysteries with Luna as the leading researcher. They had done this after Hermione had explained about the memories that she had dreamt of when Lancer had been her Servant detailing a war with the muggles when magic had been exposed to them. Knowing that they only had a limited amount of time before the muggles progressed enough to discover them, Hermione and Luna had set out to find a solution that wouldn't end with one side wiping the other out.

He'd lost track of the number of projects they had told him about…

Harry hated politics and had decided to become a teacher at Hogwarts after graduating. He broke the curse on the Defence Against the Dark Arts position and had taught it for five years now. As an old War Hero and the winner of the Holy Grail War he was considered by many to be the most powerful wizard alive right now with the unofficial title of the Leader of the Light. He wouldn't make Dumbledore's mistakes though; he refused the position as Minister of Magic when he turned twenty along with the Chief Warlock and Supreme Mugwump positions when they were offered two years later. Harry knew that the man had stretched himself too thin when he acquired those positions in the past and in the end Harry had to wonder how things would have turned out if he had given them up.

Honestly Harry just didn't want the jobs…

Harry sighed as he threw off his the covers and stood up, getting ready for the day ahead. He went downstairs once he was done and saw Luna standing in front of the oven obviously cooking something. Hermione sat at the table with her back turned to the oven seemingly engrossed in a book she was reading and after a few moments of staring it seemed neither of his two girls had noticed him yet. He grinned like he'd seen Sirius do whenever he thought of a prank and slipped into the kitchen unnoticed by the pair. He walked up between Hermione and Luna before making a show of raising both of his hands.

"Morning you two," Harry waved finally catching their attention.

"H-Harry!" Hermione jumped in surprise. "When did you get here?"

"Just now," Harry replied with a shrug and kissed them both.

"Good morning Harry," Luna smiled. "Do you want toast or waffles?"

"Waffles please," Harry requested smiling back.

"You're up early," Hermione commented eyeing him strangely.

"I was just thinking about how lucky I am," Harry smiled back.

"Lucky?" Luna cocked her head to the side in confusion. "Are you infected with wrackspurts again?"

"No Luna," Harry reassured her. "I'm lucky that I have you two here with me."

"Harry…" Hermione trailed off with a small smile and shared a look with the blond women. "Well," she said with a nod. "If that's how you feel then we have something to tell you."

"What is it?" Harry asked looking between the two.

"We're pregnant," Luna answered smiling widely.

Harry blinked three times and passed out a moment later…

"Well he took that better than I expected," Hermione chuckled. "Serves him right for surprising us like that."

Such is the fate of Harry Potter…

Shirou Emiya stood amidst a wasteland filled with swords and stared at the sun on the horizon. This was his own little home in the Throne of Heroes that he had manifested using his Unlimited Blade Works when he ascended into a Heroic Spirit so long ago. How long had it been since he looked up at the sky and dreamed of being a hero? Well, in the end he had become a hero and unlike EMIYA he had no regrets. In the end this was the only path for him…

"I thought I'd find you here," a familiar voice spoke up.

"You know I'll always return to you in death as I did in life," Shirou smiled as he felt the newcomer step up beside him.

"It's a shame that Rin is not here with us," Arturia Pendragon said sadly. The Throne of Heroes was the realm of heroes and unfortunately Rin was more of a researcher than a hero so she had never ascended into a Heroic Spirit like they had done.

"We'll see her again," Shirou reassured her. "Though I hope she never summons me as an Archer," he cringed at the thought of it.

After all it was entirely possible that one of the many worlds where his lost wife existed might have her summon him as her Servant in the Holy Grail War of that world instead of EMIYA. For a fleeting moment he thought on the possibility of meeting his younger self before discarding the idea and clutching the crimson jewel hanging around his neck. Though the Rin he knew was long gone and their children had walked their own paths, Shirou knew that the day would come when he would see her again.

Even if it was another version of her…

"Shirou," Arturia turned and sent him a curious look. "May I ask you something?"

"Of course," Shirou nodded with a smile.

"Are you happy?" Arturia asked him.

Was he happy?

After everything that had happened, all the hardship he'd gone through and all the pain he'd suffered in order to get here, he knew the answer to that question.

"Yes," Shirou answered honestly. "Yes I am."

"I'm glad," Arturia smiled as she slipped her hand into his.

They stared out at the horizon silently simply enjoying each other's presence when Shirou suddenly felt a familiar tug on his soul, one he knew well and had experienced before. Arturia sent him a knowing look having felt it too and smiled sadly as she let go of his hand. They both knew what it meant…

"It looks like I have to leave again," Shirou sighed.

"That's okay," Arturia told him. "I'll be waiting here for when you come back."

"I'll never get used to this," Shirou commented as he felt the world around him distort and his soul being pulled away from the Throne of Heroes. "I'll see you again soon Arturia," he whispered and saw her give him a smile before he vanished.

He felt weightless for a moment before the familiar feeling of a body being constructed around his soul took hold of him and he found himself in the center of a runic array he knew to be a summoning circle. The ground was solid rock and there were leaves everywhere with large trees all around. Clearly he was in a dense forest judging by what he was seeing and casting a look at the sky he saw that it was around midday if he were to guess. And then he lay his eyes on the young man with black hair and green eyes that seemed to have fallen on his back and was now staring up at him with varying emotions.

He asked the question…

"Servant Saber," Shirou introduced. "Upon your summoning I have come forth; I ask you now, are you my Master?"

One story ends

And another begins

A story of heroes and villains

Chasing their dreams until the end

So lay down your burdens

Enjoy the peace while it lasts

Because it never lasts long enough

In the end

There is no fate but the one we make

Author's Notes:

Finally it's finished and here's the epilogue which is in my personal opinion everything that the canon epilogue was not. I admit it was short but that's what epilogues are supposed to be and unlike the canon one this pretty has pretty much tied up all the loose ends that I can see (I might have missed some) and leaves it open for the future. The main problem I have with this fic is the timescale like I've said before which was basically trying to graft a Grail War (something which takes two weeks on average) into the Potterverse (something that spans seven years). In the end I managed to stretch it to two months without losing momentum and here we are at the end.

Concerning reviews I will admit that Shirou (especially UBW-Shirou) is a bit overpowered but not by much in my opinion; I admit I took some liberties with Avalon but that was mainly because after keeping it with him his whole life I think he would have been able to use it in a similar manner to Arturia. Couple that with his one-shot-kill Azoth Sword and an armoury of Noble Phantasms and I can see how most people think that he's overpowered by Servant standards.

However that's only when you compare him to the 'average' Heroic Spirit like Robin Hood or Francis Drake whom only have a set number of powerful abilities. When compared to the likes of Arturia, Hercules, Lancelot, Gawain and Gilgamesh he's just barely capable of matching them. He'd be able to win don't get me wrong but when it comes to power levels I think those ones are the real overpowered Servants of the Nasuverse. Also please remember that Potterverse heroes and villains are all overpowered by nature since they can all pretty much kill people with two word arias. Hell, Slytherin had a Basilisk as a Noble Phantasm for crying out loud!

I will admit that with the lack of diversity of spells that the Potterverse characters use, it was rather difficult to write anymore battle scenes in this fics if I had kept going. That's the one thing that's always bothered me about Rowling's fight scenes, the way she reused the same spells again and again for almost every character in the series. Meanwhile the Nasuverse has too much diversity with the way everyone has their own unique spells that everyone else has trouble learning. In the end trying to find a middle ground between the two was getting rather difficult as I'm sure some of you noticed back when I introduced the Time-Turner Time-Stop Mode that I based off of the Cassiopeia from Negima (I don't own that by the way) in order to give Hermione a bit of diversity.

Anyway enough of my rambling; I hope that answers all of your questions and I hope you all enjoyed.

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