I apologise for taking forever writing this. It is the last chapter before the epilogue. I hope you enjoy, and don't forget to review!:)

-HarrehPottah196

They Apparated straight to Godric's Hollow. It was just as Harry remembered it. There were few people roaming the streets, but Harry did see two foggy figures in the graveyard.

"Mum! Dad!" Harry exclaimed, dashing towards the two. They turned around and beamed.

"Harry!" they chorused.

"We've been looking for you two all over!" his mother said.

Harry smiled. "We know. We found a map at the Malfoys' and followed where we figured you were going."

They both became serious. "You were at the Manor?" his father asked. Harry nodded. His father sighed as he put his hand to his ear.

"They know. Should we-? ...Alright."

The glow of the two faded and they became solid. Harry gaped.

The two smirked, and his father grabbed Harry's arm while his mother snatched Draco's. They all Apparated in a flash.

"What is this?" a shrill voice snapped. It was pitch black.

"Draco Malfoy and Harry Potter, sir," an excited voice said to Harry's right. It seemed to be the pseudo James that took Harry.

"Why do you have Potter as well? We have his parents; he is not of much use."

"He was with Malfoy. We wouldn't have wanted him to say anything to anyone else," another voice, probably the pseudo Lily's, said. There was a hum of approval.

"Very well. Take them to the dungeon."

Harry was pulled by the pseudo James and was roughly shoved to the ground. He felt another body, presumably Draco's, pushed on top of his. Harry groaned in pain.

The two voices chuckled darkly, and their footsteps faded off into the distance.

"What the hell just happened?" Draco's voice whispered.

"I have no clue," Harry replied. Draco sighed and scooted closer to Harry.

"Do you think we'd get in trouble if we had sex right now?" Draco asked seductively.

"Over my dead body!" someone shouted in disgust.

"You already are dead, sweetheart," another voice chuckled.

"I would rather not hear the effects of that," a voice drawled.

"Ditto," another said. There was a silence.

"How did all of you manage to get kidnapped?" Draco asked exasperatedly.

Everyone went silent, and Draco sighed. "Seriously?"

Harry chuckled softly.

"You should be grateful that we care enough to search for you," the drawling voice said. There was a loud slap.

"Lucius!"

"It's true," the elder Malfoy snapped.

"At least now we know they're alive," a soft voice, most likely Harry's mother's, pointed out.

"We should be grateful for that," Draco's mother said.

"How did all of you end up here?" Harry asked.

There was a deep chuckle. "Lily and I were lured here. We thought that we saw you two, so we followed them. They ended up being fake and caught us like in that old Muggle film, 'Ghostbusters.' We ended up in these cells that will tear our spirits up if we touch the bars. I don't know if the man was lying or not, but I'd rather not find out," his father explained.

"I was lured in a similar way," Malfoy said darkly.

"So were we," Harry said. "We went to Godric's Hollow and found fake people that looked like my parents. They were ghostly and everything. Looked just like them."

"We were planning to go there next," his mother said.

"You know, you two really had us scared. We had no idea what happened to you, where you went, or if you were even alive or not." Harry's eyes started to well up. If only he'd known… "I think that's what scared us the most," his father continued.

Silent tears rolled down Harry's cheeks.

"I- I'm sorry, Dad. I didn't mean to frighten you. We would've died. I'm so sorry," Harry choked out. Draco put a comforting arm around him.

"We know, Harry. We were just worried is all," his mother soothed.

Harry nodded even though he knew his mother couldn't see it. He scooched closer into Draco's embrace.

There were footsteps approaching and nobody said a word. The footsteps stopped near the cells, and then there as a dark chuckle.

"Well, well, well. What a pleasant surprise I have here. The Malfoys and the Potters. Welcome. I see there is a budding…romance here, but no need to fret. You'll be the first ones dead," an icy voice said.

"I think you're mistaking us for you," Harry spat bravely. The man chuckled again.

"Of course you'd say that, Chosen One. But no, I'm not mistaking anything."

"Why are we here, then?" Malfoy questioned.

"You'll soon figure it out. Guards, take them to the lab."

Harry was roughly pulled from Draco's arms and felt icy cold. He heard the others trying to protest, bit they were silenced immediately.

They were all led to a dimly-lit, dingy room. It was very large, and had a giant bubbling cauldron in th centre of the room. There were potion ingredients and knives scattering the tables and floor. Six chairs were lined up against the wall on the right.

They were all pushed into the chairs and locked in them. Harry sat next to his father and Draco's mother, right and left respectively. His mother sat next to his father and Malfoy, his wife. Draco was at the far left of Harry next to his father.

How these wizards managed to keep the ghosts from escaping was beyond Harry.

"Very good work, boys," a raspy voice said.

A man with stringy blond hair and a long green robe stepped out of the shadows. His face was concealed by his hood.

"You even brought the Potters along. How nice," the man said. "It will make the potion even stronger with the two ghosts," he added maliciously.

Harry heard his father huff quietly.

"Plus, we have the Chosen One with us today. Why don't we all give him a hand? He is oh so wonderful anyhow."

There were many claps and maniacal laughs. Harry scowled at the hooded man.

"Aw. Does the Chosen One not like being applauded? Pity," the man said.

The people in the shadows laughed louder. Harry only continued to scowl.

"Well, not all heroes are appreciative. Oh well."

The man walked over to the cauldron. He pulled put his wand and levitated Harry's chair toward him.

"How about we just use him first?"

"NO!" voices shouted.

"No?" The man chuckled. "My. That's a very good reason to throw him in first. Right, fellows?"

The people in the shadows laughed. Harry shook his head.

"Good. Let's start now."

The man waved his wand and Harry's chair was only a few feet above the cauldron.

"Any last words, Potter?" the man asked.

Harry gulped.

"No? Very well."

The man lowered his wand, making Harry's chair lower as well. Harry shut his eyes tightly. Within a few seconds, he heard the sizzling of his chair. His feet were sweltering hot.

"Wingardium Leviosa!"

"Avada Kedavra!"

"Stupefy!"

Harry's chair went on the ground at the same time as the man. A blond head instantly appeared in his vision.

"Harry! Are you alright?" the elder Malfoy asked.

Harry coughed. "Yeah, I think so." He noticed that the chair broke, but he still had the wrist and ankle bands on.

"How did you manage to get out?" Harry asked.

"Dark magic," Malfoy replied as he waved his wand over Harry's wrists and ankles. They popped off immediately.

"The longest part of taking them off was summoning my wand," Malfoy continued.

"Well, thank you, Mr. Malfoy," Harry said with a smile.

"Please. Call me Lucius."

Harry nodded, and then Lucius helped him up.

Lucius went over and undid Draco and his mother's bands. They both ran over and hugged Harry.

"Oh, Harry! I'm so thankful that you're alive," Draco's mother said tearfully.

"Me, too," Draco said with a soft smile. "I love you so much, Harry."

Harry blushed. "I love you, too, Draco," he replied quietly. He smiled at the two Malfoys.

"Wha- How-… Dear Merlin!"

Harry turned his head to see Lucius gaping at his parents. He wasn't sure if he was seeing things, but it looked like they were solid and…living.

"Oh my gosh, Lily, look."

Both of his parents were poking themselves as if this were a dream. His father even pinched himself, and he jumped from the pain.

"How in the hell…?" Lucius said.

That same question was exploding in Harry's mind. How did his parents end up like this? Was it temporary or forever-lasting?

However, Harry didn't care. He ran over and hugged them.

When they hugged him back, the giant hole in Harry's heart that's been missing for seventeen years filled back up.

It was so overwhelming that Harry started to cry.

His parents held onto him tighter and cried as well. It's been too long. It's been way too long.

After they all finished sobbing, Harry still held onto them. He didn't ever want to let go. It was just like a dream and he didn't want to stop it.

Harry finally pulled back from his parents' embrace. He looked into their eyes and smiled tearfully.

"We love you, Harry," they said.

"I love you, too." Harry sniffled and then turned to the Malfoys, who were all smiling at them.

Harry blushed a bit before saying, "I love you guys, too."

They all beamed at him.

"Where's the man?" Harry asked.

"He's over there," Lucius replied, nodding to his right. "I don't think he'll want to bother us again."

Harry walked over to the man and looked at him. His hood fell back to reveal the face of Yaxley. Harry's eyebrows raised as he turned to Lucius.

"Did you know it was him?"

Lucius nodded solemnly. "I recognised his work instantly. That's why it was a lot easier for me to escape and free all of you."

Harry nodded. "Do you think he was behind it all?"

Lucius chuckled darkly. "No. I believe he was just one of the followers of whom we're dealing with. He never liked to lead anything, and that's why I believe the Dark Lord kept him."

"Do you have any idea of who it is?" Harry asked.

Lucius sighed. "No, not really. I guess we'll just have to explore now."

"Alright. Let's get to it, then," Harry said.

Harry led them all through a dim corridor past Yaxley's dead body. There were bats all throughout the place, and it creeped Harry out just a bit. He shouldn't be creeped out, he's supposed to be the brave Gryffindor here.

Nevertheless, Harry led the rest of them throughout the corridor.

They got to a lighter end of the corridor and Harry shushed them before looking through the cracks of the door. Nobody seemed to be in there, but to make sure, Harry cracked the door an inch.

Nothing happened. To be extra cautious, Harry kicked a small rock into the room. It stopped, and then nothing else happened.

Harry motioned the others to follow him into the room. This room wasn't as big as the other, but still had tons of potions ingredients all over the place. It looked like it hasn't been used in a few decades.

"Lucius…"

Harry turned around. Everyone was looking strangely at him.

"Who said that?" Harry asked quietly.

They all looked at him as if he were crazy.

"Said what, Harry?" his mother asked in concern.

Harry shook his head and turned to go on.

"Narcissa…"

"Draco…"

Harry stopped and turned around.

"Okay, seriously. What the-" Harry scowled at what he saw on the wall behind them. "Nevermind."

The snake looked right into Harry's eyes and seemed to smirk. Harry's eyes widened.

"Don't turn around."

"Wha-"

"Just don't," Harry said calmly.

He could feel the worry radiating from them, but he kept his eyes on the snake.

"Ah, brave Harry Potter is here," the snake hissed. "Shouldn't all of you be dead by now?"

"Yes, but we're not. What's this plan they're putting us all into?" Harry hissed in Parseltongue.

The snake seemed to chuckle. "You expect a little snake to know that?" it asked innocently.

Harry wasn't falling for it. "Considering a snake was Voldemort's right hand man, I could."

The snake slithered down the wall with grace and finally ended up on the floor.

"Don't get any closer to them," Harry warned.

"Thanks for the idea, Potter," the snake hissed.

It started to go at them, but Harry snatched Lucius's wand from his hand and shouted, "Avada Kedavra!"

The snake fell to the ground. Harry blinked.

"Dear Merlin. What did I just do?" Harry murmured.

He felt a hand touch his shoulder, but he shrugged it off.

"Don't. I'm a murderer," Harry said with a choke.

"Harry, no you're not," his father said.

Harry turned around angrily. "Yes I am! I just killed a stupid little snake for no reason! I'm turning into Voldemort; don't you see?"

His father grabbed his shoulders and shook them. "No, Harry, I don't! Something's just getting into your mind! You're not a murderer!"

Harry took a deep breath. "I know. I just-" He shook his head. "Nevermind. Let's just look for this guy."

His father looked at him with concern, but Harry just turned around and continued across the room.

They passed through a few more rooms and then they arrived to one where Harry heard talking.

"-mean they got out? How is that possible?"

"Sir, I- I don't know. I am just the messenger, sir."

"Well, you better find out why they got out, or you know the consequences."

"Y- Yes, s- sir."

There were footsteps walking in the other direction of where they were hiding.

"Harry, what did they say?" Draco asked.

"This guy is all mad because we escaped. He wants to find out how we managed to," Harry replied. "Wait…what? Were they speaking Parseltongue?"

"Um, yeah? Couldn't you recognise it?"

Harry shrugged. "Not really. It sounds like English to me. But what really puzzles me is how all of these people are Parselmouths. It just doesn't make sense. You can't make a person a Parselmouth," he said.

"Well, we can try to find out," Draco said with raised eyebrows.

"Draco, no," his mother butt in. "It's too dangerous. Just let us."

"Mother, it's fine," Draco snapped. "It's not like this guy is any worse than Voldemort."

Lucius and his wife shook their heads.

"Draco, you don't know that," she replied with a hushed tone.

"We can find out," Draco stressed.

"No," Harry's father interrupted. "We're going and that's final."

No one dared to object to him, so the parents all snuck into the room. Harry held onto Draco's hand with worry. They were adults and could take care of themselves, but Harry really didn't want to think of what would happen to them if something went wrong.

After a few minutes, nothing happened. Harry started to go out, but Draco's hand held him back.

"Harry, what are you doing? You can't go out there," Draco snapped.

"I have to help them. What if the man or snake or whatever's speaking Parseltongue in there is trying to kill them and they don't know?"

Draco huffed. "I'm pretty sure they'd know if it was trying to bloody kill them, Harry. They're not oblivious and stupid."

Harry sighed. "I know. I just-"

"So this is where you've come to."

There was a hissy chuckle. "Ah, yes. I forgot. You don't speak Parseltongue. Where's your little boy when you need him?" it taunted.

Harry couldn't take it anymore. He pushed Draco away and ran out into the room, scowling at the giant snake in front of him.

"I'm right here, you git," Harry hissed.

The snake laughed. "Good. You've run right into my little trap."

Before Harry could move another muscle, a cage came crashing down on top of him. He screamed and yanked at the bars, but jumped back when they shocked him.

The snake chuckled malevolently. "Now, where's your little boyfriend, Potter? I'm sure he'd come to sa-"

"Harry!"

"Draco, you fool! Your mother told you-"

"Lucius, be quiet!"

"Draco, stop! Go, please!" Harry begged him.

Draco dashed toward where their parents were a second before a spell would've hit him. Harry let out a small breath of relief.

The spells kept coming at them and Lucius came out of the shadows to fight against them. It turned out that there were actual people shooting the spells, so Lucius had some of them down quickly. He Accioed his wife and son's wands and threw it at them. They caught them and became battle-ready in an instant.

The snake chuckled again as they fought the rest of the spell casters down.

"Patrificus Totalus!"

The snake fell down and hissed. Harry laughed.

All of the spell casters were down, so the Malfoys all came over to the snake, their wands pointed in its face.

Lucius poured something, probably Vertiaserum, into the snake's mouth.

"Are you working for anyone?" Lucius asked calmly.

The snake stayed still. Lucius sighed.

"I guess he can't speak English. Harry, can you ask him?"

Harry nodded and said to the snake, "Are you working for someone?"

"No," it hissed. "I run this myself."

Harry looked up to Lucius. "It said no."

Lucius nodded. "Ask if it captured anyone else."

Harry looked at the snake. "Did you capture anyone else like you captured us?"

"No," the snake hissed.

"Did you bewitch anyone to carry out your duties?" Harry asked.

"Yes," it hissed back.

"Whom?"

"Ronald and Ginny Weasley, Hermione Granger, and Draco Malfoy."

Harry gaped.

He looked up at Lucius and said, "It didn't capture others, but it did bewitch some people…"

"Whom?"

Harry gulped before replying. "Ron, Ginny, Hermione, and…Dr- Draco."

"I'm not bewitched!" Draco immediately exclaimed.

Harry looked at the snake and asked, "When was Draco Malfoy bewitched?"

"A few months ago," the snake replied.

"Is he still bewitched now?" Harry asked, fear flooding throughout his whole body.

"No. He fought off my enchantment within a week. That's why I made Hermione Granger use the Imperious on him; to see if it would work, but it didn't last too long."

Harry sighed in relief. He looked up at the Malfoys with a smile.

"He's not bewitched now," he said.

Draco rolled his eyes. "I told you so," he said.

"Any other questions?" Harry asked Lucius.

"Ask it if we can destroy him, how many followers he has, and how he made them Parselmouths."

Harry turned to the snake and asked, "How many followers do you have as of now?"

"Three," it answered.

"Who are they?"

"I don't know of their true identities, but they call themselves the 'Black Falcons.' I don't know why," it responded.

"Did you turn them into Parselmouths?"

"Yes."

"How?" Harry asked.

"I made a potion that, with my venom, could allow them to speak my language."

"Did you make yourself indestructible?"

"No," it replied. "No one did."

"Why did you need the Malfoys in the first place?" Harry asked.

"I needed their blood for a potion I was creating," it answered vaguely.

"What kind of potion?"

"A mass-destruction potion."

"And, one last thing. How do you let me out of this cage?"

"Simply levitate it off," it said.

Harry nodded. "Thank you for your cooperation." He turned back to Lucius. "It has three followers called the 'Black Falcons,' and it made them Parselmouths by a potion with its venom. It required us for some mass-destruction potion, and you are able to kill it."

"What about getting you out of that thing?" Lucius asked.

"It said just to levitate it," Harry replied with a shrug.

"Well, Wingardium Leviosa."

The cage lifted up into the air and Harry smiled as he walked away from the area.

"Are you going to kill it?" Harry asked, becoming solemn.

Lucius thought for a moment before shaking his head. "We may need it in the future," he said.

Harry nodded. Lucius Accioed Harry's wand and levitated the snake to lead the rest of them out of the room.

"Harry, I think you should ask the snake how to get out. It looks like Lucius is getting lost up there," his father said with a chuckle. Harry smirked and nodded.

"How do you get out of here?" Harry hissed to the snake in the air.

"I'll have to show you, it's quite a while," the snake replied.

"Um, Lucius. Do you know where you're going?" Harry asked in English.

"Yes-"

"Lucius, you know you're lost," his wife huffed.

"Narcissa-"

"The snake knows the way out," Harry intervened.

"How do you know it won't lead us somewhere else?" Lucius asked sceptically.

"Well, it still has the Vertiaserum, right?"

"It should still be working, yes."

"Then we'll be fine," Harry said with a smile.

"Alright. Lead the way, then, Harry," Lucius replied.

Harry nodded and asked the snake where to go.

He followed its directions until they were met with a giant door.

"Are there any kind of passwords or traps to this door?" Harry asked.

"No," it replied.

Harry turned to the others and said, "There's no password or trap to this door, but I think we need to test it just to be safe."

They all nodded.

Harry turned back to the door and put his hand out.

"Harry James Potter, don't you dare touch that door," his mother snapped. "Who knows what it could do?"

Harry's hand fell back about an inch.

"Then how else could we test it?" he asked exasperatedly.

"Poke it with something that couldn't harm you," she replied as if it were obvious.

Harry sighed. "How are we able to pass through the door?" he asked the snake.

"Just open it!" The snake had a tone that sounded like he thought Harry was stupid.

Harry narrowed his eyes and pushed the door. It opened to a thick forest. Harry blinked.

His mother yelled, "Harry James Potter, what did I tell you?!"

Harry didn't reply. He only turned to the snake and asked, "Are we able to Apparate safely on these grounds?"

"Yes," it spat out. The Vertiaserum still seemed to be working.

"The snake said that we can Apparate safely here," Harry translated. The others looked at him weirdly.

"What?" he asked.

"Are you sure, Harry? I mean, snakes don't need to Apparate," Draco pointed out.

"But his followers must need to. How else would it get its duties done?" Harry countered.

Draco sighed and shook his head. "Alright," he said doubtfully.

Harry huffed as he grabbed his wand from his pocket.

"Look, I'll Apparate over there."

Harry swished his wand, and then he was a few yards away from where he was.

"See?" he called.

Draco rolled his eyes. "Yeah."

All of a sudden, there was a loud bark behind Harry. He snapped around and was met with what looked like what used to be Sirius.

"Sirius?" Harry asked softly. He didn't hear the protests of the others.

The dog barked and jumped on Harry, licking him. Harry started laughing with joy.

"Harry, what are you doing?!" his father yelled.

"Dad, it's Sirius!"

His father narrowed his eyes, but walked over to Harry nevertheless.

He looked at the dog and asked, "Padfoot?"

The dog rolled over and batted his front paws at his friend.

"Oh my gosh," his father gasped out.

He fell to his knees and hugged the dog, who licked him in return.

"What's going on?" his mother asked. The Malfoys were following behind her.

"It's Sirius," Harry muttered with a grin.

"What? No, he-"

"Lily, it is him! He did the paw thing he always used to do," his father said with a bright smile.

Sirius looked up and ran over to jump on her. She gasped and then pet him with a smile.

"Hi, buddy," she said.

The dog wagged his tail and licked her in response.

"Are you speaking of Sirius Black?" Draco's mother asked.

The three Potters nodded. Sirius looked over to his cousin and barked happily. She started, but Sirius went over and nuzzled at her hand.

She gasped and then smiled fondly. "He was always so sweet," she murmured, starting to pet him.

"Are we going to take him with us?" Harry asked his parents.

They sighed. "I don't know, Harry. Having a dog is a big responsibility."

"But I can take care of him! It'll be just like when he would've let me live with him after my third year. You know we all still need him," Harry said.

His father sighed. "I know. Alright, Harry."

Harry smiled.

He knew then that he could have a nice life after all this time. All was well.