Welcome everybody to the epilogue of HPSS! I'd just like to say, thanks for taking care of me over the past year everyone! And thanks for staying with me over my unintended hiatus!

By the request of LaneyWritesStuff, I will be trying to stop writing 1 instead of one. I also noticed while reading my older chapters, I used 2 ways to address Snape, "Mr. Snape" and "Snape-san" I will go back after this 5k word chapter and fix it to Snape-san.

This is going to be fun! *MUHAHAHAHHAHAHAH MUAHHAHAH MUAHAHAHAH!*

Like Yesterday HPSS Epilogue

Day before Battle w/ Voldemort

The scene was set in a dark and somber room. The floors were made of old, brown wood. A few pieces had turned up at the corners and the walls looked as if they were made of concrete. There were only a few small streams of moonlight coming in from the windows because of the curtains blocking its path. The room was neat but cluttered, somber but holding a few sentimental things, and last but not least... cosy.

There was a peacefulness in the air and only the quiet and suppressed snores which came from the person sleeping in the bed were heard.

*Ding…. Ding…. Ding….*

The figure in the bed shifted, making the bed creek. He was now on his right side, looking right at his wand alarm clock. It was 5am. He blinked his eyes once and then twice. The dark figure in the bed woke up.

Yawning, he said, "5 o-clock, every single morning. It's starting to get boring."

The man turned off the alarm by tapping the wand and shifted their legs out of bed. As they sat on the edge, their legs fished for their dark blue slippers on the floor. He breathed out as he slipped them on and stood up. He fixed his posture and straightened his black pyjamas on his body as he walked towards his calendar and read what was happening today as he went to grab his tea cup. His eyes widened while looking at the calender and he immediately was snapped out of his lethargic stupor.

*Lunch with Professor Dragneel* was written in neat handwriting on today's date.

The man blinked his dark eyes. Was he reading that right?

And again *Lunch with Professor Dragneel* were the words in his field of vision. The man puffed out his cheeks which gained a tint of pink on them before turning his head to the right, looking at himself in the mirror, and questioning his sanity.

He speed walked to his mirror and got tilted over the dresser, trying not to hit his potions, to look closer. He, Severus Snape, was smiling? What is this sorcery?!

He went and placed his hand on the glass and rubbed it using his pajama sleeve, checking to make sure there wasn't a red smudge on the mirror or something.

He, still, had pink on his cheeks.

Snape took multiple deep breaths, trying to get his normal, calm face back into place. And it soon was fixed. He turned on his heel and went to his closet. Opening the door, Severus looked into his closet to see one black cloak, one black long sleeved t-shirt, and one black pair of pants. He was missing his grey vest.

His eyes widened and he quickly snapped around, checking if he had accidentally left it on the floor or something around his room. He didn't see it though and brought his hands to his head.

"Where did I put it? I-I never make mistakes… it-ah it's probably just stress… right?" Severus questioned himself outloud.

He deduced that the laundry wizards in the Laundry Room at Hogwarts forgot to give it to him and shook his head at the thought that because of Quirrell, he had become stressed at what was to come soon.

After taking his clothing off and changing into his black attire, Severus speed walked out of the room and out of the dungeons to the upper floors.

Upper floor

He walked through the dark hallways without using his wand's light. With his room being all black and having little to no light, he became used to it. He shifted his face to the left and right, looking at the snoring faces of the paintings. O how he wanted to be in their little world, not caring at all about the real things at stake. As his eyes looked at them yearningly, he didn't notice a Lucy Heartfilia wearing silk pajamas coming up from behind him.

"Hey, Snape-san!" Lucy said in a happy but tired voice.

Snape jolted up and quickly turned his head towards his old teacher wearing an embarrassing outfit.

"Hello there, Professor Heartfilia," Snape greeted.

"Where are you going, Snape-san, I usually don't see you in the mornings at this floor?" Lucy questioned.

Snape knew he was going to embarrass himself by saying laundry (Snape always got his laundry at night and everyone knew that) but knowing his professor, she would always get an answer out of everything.

"I'm going to get my laundry, they forgot to give me back my vest."

"Really?" Lucy yawned with her hand covering it up. "I have to go to the Laundry Room also, Virgo has a date with someone in the Celestial Spirit Realm so she couldn't help me do mine."

"I see."

Our professor walked next to Lucy for a few awkward steps before Lucy spoke out.

"It has been a while since we last talked, Snape-san," Lucy remarked.

"Yes, that is true."

Lucy wanted to get a conversation out of him. "Do you have anything to do today other than get your laundry?"

"Yes," Snape said, "I have to go to lunch with Professor Dragneel."

"Oh yeah, I completely forgot!" Lucy said, "Natsu's been talking about that for the longest time! You really are one of his favorite students."

Severus' lips curled up at the ends and he turned his head away from Lucy's.

"I see…" Snape started. "Are you doing anything special today?"

"No, not much," Lucy replied. "But I feel as if something's going to happen soon for some reason. The stars look like they're wavering and are scared of something…"

Snape kept walking without a reply, they hadn't held a meeting in a while but it would all be okay, Hogwarts had a plan.

It was 5:15 when they got to the room, took their laundry, and got out of there. They both left with a handful of clothing, apparently the laundry wizards had been having trouble keeping up with whose clothing was who's and they just left it in a large multicolored pile. When Lucy looked in the stack of clothing, she noticed something that she had personally made in there, a red and green christmas sweater.

"EEEEHHHH! Why is this here? I thought I gave it to you Snape-san?" Lucy questioned as she grabbed the long sleeved sweater out of the pile.

She unwrapped it and held it out to for Snape to see. It was an ugly Christmas sweater, a crudely made snowman with a terrifying face, along with a devil-like Santa. It seemed as if the red color wasn't the same shade all the way through and when Lucy turned the sweater to show the back, it was worse.

The back of the sweater had in big, white capital letters writing"SNAPE" and the letters weren't in straight lines, making them look wobbly. Snape's face during the whole ordeal was priceless. His eyes moved to the back of his head, his mouth was wide open with his soul coming out, and his face was as white as a sheet of paper.

"Snape-san?" Lucy questioned, not being able to decipher the situation, "Is there something wrong?"

"N-No…" Snape said while still in his pose, trying not to hurt his former professor.

"Well then," Lucy said with a smile, "here you go!" she handed him the Christmas sweater. "Be sure to wear it next year!"

Later on

Snape had been pacing throughout the halls to calm himself. After getting his vest, he immediately put it on and felt safer with it. He took back a few other clothing items like three spare cloaks, four black shirts, and five pairs of black pants. He also got rid of the Christmas sweater by putting it into the back corner of his closet. He did not want to see it nor wear it… ever.

He was so out of it that he almost didn't notice three first-year students, Harry, Ron, and Hermione barreling into him once he turned a corner. He looked at them with a cold glance, they almost hit him.

Severus kept his cool face as he held his hands behind his back, trying to hide the fact that they were shaking.

"What're you three doing here?" Severus said in his normal, demanding voice.

Hermione was the one to answer… typical. "We-un… we…" She said.

Snape noticed her and the two boys looking as if they were in a hurry and decided to quickly tell them off. He needed to go to the appointment with Professor Dragneel.

"I find it very suspicious for you three to be here wandering the corridors here on a nice early spring day like today…" Snape said as he saw it. "I bet that others also find it to be suspicious…"

"O-Okay, Professor," They all stuttered at once.

Deeming it to be a successful scolding, Severus hurried down the hallway. He wasted a large chunk of time.

Tea Time

This was it, the moment he had been waiting for. He and Professor Dragneel were sitting at a booth in the corner of a lively cafe in Diagon Alley. They were an odd set of people at the cafe, both wearing a heavy outer layer in spring, aka a black cloak and a dark red, high necked coat. Natsu also was drawing much more attention than needed because he had pink hair. Natsu had his left hand holding up his face while the other mindlessly stirred the cup of tea which was on the table in front of him. Snape though, sat straight up in his chair and held the cup of tea using both of his hands, quite stiff, to say the least.

Snape breathed the scent of the tea deeply and Natsu looked out the window to the semi-full streets.

"It has been a while… hasn't it?" Natsu asked once he saw a little kid being led by an adult by his hand pass by.

"Yes it has," Snape replied as he, too, looked out the window at the child.

"It feels just like yesterday though, when you, James, and Lily came to Hogwarts."

Natsu stopped his stirring of his tea.

"I can remember it just like yesterday…"

Severus stiffened up even more and put down his drink. "That was like… 30 years ago…"

"I was the one to bring you to the Great Hall so I was the one waiting at the steps. You and Lily came obviously as a pair." Natsu laughed lightly. "Little James was a ball of sun and everyone had their attention on him."

Severus stopped focusing in on the cafe's background mstic but rather listened to Natsu's point of view. It was rare to see him speak so freely and see a point of view which was unparalleled.

"You and Lily were the first ones at the steps and were one of the only ones in that first year group to follow the directions properly. James… ya know. And in the hall when walking towards the Sorting Hat, you didn't seem afraid of being different. As long as you had Lily, you were alright."

Snape blushed.

"You and I, Snape-san are very alike but I don't want to talk about that further. Your life, was virtually shattered once you were put into Slytherin and Lily was put into Gryffindor with James. It's hard to deny it."

Snape placed his hands down underneath the table and held them tight. What was he getting at?

"You kept at it though, you tried your best at the classes, and stayed by Lily until you couldn't anymore. When James pushed you down, you got up. I admire you Snape-san. And I thank you."

Snape's hands underneath the table stopped shaking and he looked into Natsu's endless onyx eyes.

Natsu looked at his tea after a few seconds of silence and blinked when Snape asked a question.

"You know, all of us at lunch all had a question in our minds whenever he saw you never eat. What happens if you try to?"

"Try to what? Eat?" Natsu questioned.

Severus nodded his head.

Natsu grabbed his mug with his right hand and dumped the contents into his faded form. The tea disappeared but Natsu never swallowed or shut his mouth.

Snape sat, wide eyed.

"It gets too hot in my mouth and turns into something called a 'gas'." Natsu explained while scratching his head.

Snape tilted over the table and poked his former Professor's cheek. Curiosity overtook him.

He didn't take back his index finger and have to dump it in ice cold water like he'd thought. His cheek was a normal human temperature but when he moved his finger underneath his nose and Natsu breathed, he immediately retracted it and protected it with his hand.

"OOOOuuchhhh… fu*murmur* da*murmur*!" Snape writhed in pain.

"Thanks for censoring your words, Snape-san."

"Oh yeah, speaking of eating/drinking…" Natsu said while taking out a piece of paper from his red coat's pocket. "Here you go!"

What Natsu's paper showed was a crudely drawn picture of a chibi Severus Snape dressed in a vampire costume drinking the blood out of the neck of a My Little Pony. Natsu just smiled and asked "How is it?!" Natsu asked, wishing for complements.

"WHAT THE HELL IS THAT?!"

The entire time they were at the cafe, they were reminiscing about their past together and didn't once think that Professor Quirrell would be planning to get the Sorcerer's stone that night. After being there for hours and joking around one another, Snape decided that Hogwarts wasn't that boring as long as he had a friend there.

"Thank you, Professor Dragneel," Snape smiled.

"Anytime, Snape-san, anytime," Natsu grinned, showing his canines.

Day after Fight w/ Voldemort, Headmaster's Room

Walking through the halls the next morning to the Headmaster's Room was tiring. Harry Potter this and Harry Potter that were all the things Severus heard while walking past the Hufflepuff and Gryffindor dormitories while close to breakfast time. He, Professor McGonagall, Professor Heartfilia, and Professor Dragneel were needed as the special 'Anti-Voldemort' squad to go to the meeting room aka Dumbledore's office.

Severus felt guilty being the last person there and quickly moved to the darkest part in the circular room. Natsu, wearing his red coat, sat on a chair, backwards, and rested his head on the back of it. Lucy stood next to him, wearing a short blue skirt, white t-shirt, and long black cloak. Ms. McGonagall wore her normal green attire while standing next to the sitting Headmaster Dumbledore.

"To begin the meeting," Albus started, "our plan failed."

All of the individuals in the room turned their gazes downwards.

"None of our spells to stop Voldemort worked," Albus continued. "Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, and Ronald Weasley were able to get through them with little to no difficulty. This… is very upsetting to me and to all of you.

"The four founders made this school to teach and protect students and yet we're doing the opposite. Putting them in danger. Voldemort must be stopped, we have to find and stop his plans before he acts upon them. Severus, if Voldemort infects another person like Quirrell again, we need to get evidence and send them to trial, we need them to not hurt our students. We must attack first."

It was deadly silent in the room, only a quiet ticking noise of a clock was present. Natsu stood up from his chair.

"We are going to need another teacher or someone to help next year because Lucy and I can feel that these next few years are going to be hell," Natsu said.

Lucy nodded her head in agreement.

Professor McGonagall blinked twice at that statement and immediately thought of a name. "Gilderoy Lockhart," she said.

"Who's that?" Natsu asked.

Their meeting ended shortly after, the bell for all students to be in the Great Hall had rung.

Great Hall

Every student's gaze was fixed on the five adults walking through the middle aisle. They walked stiffly and students could feel a cloud of gloom over them. They broke off, Severus, Lucy, and Natsu went to the left side of the lectern while Headmaster Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall went to the right of the lectern to get to their seats.

Gossip immediately broke out and the other teachers who weren't called to the meeting asked questions as to where Professor Quirrell was. They said it as it was.

"Quirrell was fired. You shall never call him Professor Quirrell again."

Everyone except Natsu ate their meal and Hermione and Ron felt like part of a whole without Harry there.

Rumors about Harry, Hermione, and Ron flew through the halls of Hogwarts faster than a Nimbus 2000 broom. Some were about Harry fighting a large snake barehanded while others were not far from the truth. Harry was sleeping in the hospital for two days straight and finally woke up for the last day of school.

Last Day

The students were done, had no more essays, exams, or homework due for tomorrow. For the past two days, no student, except Hermione, were hitting the books, no one was listening in class, except Hermione, and no one wanted to stay any longer, except Hermione.

School was going to be out in just a few more hours.

Harry woke up at 5 in the morning. Everything was sore and he struggled to get up. Remnants of moonlight were the only light sources in the infirmary. Harry grabbed his glasses which he'd found on the night stand to the right of him and put them on. At the foot of his infirmary bed were boxes and boxes of candies.

He went to grab a match from the matchbox on the nightstand and lit a candle on the table. He grabbed it and placed it at the foot of the bed. Harry had a hard time moving around because large parts of his body were wrapped with gauze and he had a bad headache. He went and grabbed a few all flavored jelly beans and enjoyed the feeling of sugar on his tongue.

He looked away for one second to check the time on the large clock near the ceiling and when he turned his head back, a person was there.

"H-Headmaster Dumbledore?!" Harry asked.

"Hello there, Harry," Albus greeted. "You and your friends did very well on accomplishing those tasks…"

"Yes, sir."

"But I must say that I didn't mean for you to get into danger."

…

"Our plan didn't work and it ended up burdening you, Harry."

"I take it that Professor Dragneel beat Professor Quirrell then."

Albus picked his words slowly. "Yes, he did."

Harry's mind went back to the fight. "What happened to the Sorcerer's stone?"

"It was destroyed."

"Oh…" Harry said, "I didn't mean to break it."

"You're misunderstanding, Harry," Albus said, "Nicolas Flamell, Professor Dragneel, and I all chose to destroy it."

"But wouldn't that mean that he'll-"

"Die?" Albus finished his question. "Yes, but he still has enough elixir to live long enough to sort out his business."

Harry kept eating his jelly beans in silence before his head turned a dark shade of red and steam came out of his ears and nose.

"Jalapeno pepper?" Albus asked, his eyes twinkling full of his youth.

Harry nodded.

"I always had the worst of luck on picking the jelly beans… May I?" Dumbledore questioned.

"It's okay."

Albus grabbed the box of jelly beans from the table and carefully picked out a green colored one.

"I hope I get peppermint or watermelon or something nice…" He plopped it into his mouth. "Nope, earwax…"

Albus placed the box of jelly beans back onto the cart and looked at the time.

"It's 5:30… Harry, I think that Ronald and Hermione are awake now and are probably waiting for your return."

Harry opened his eyes wide, "Can I go see them?" he asked his Headmaster.

"Of course you can see them, it's not like there are shackles on the bed."

Harry quickly hopped off of the bed and ran through the infirmary door and through the corridors until he stopped once he got to a certain staircase.

There was a slightly wounded Ron with his arm in a sling and a Hermione with only a few cuts and bruises.

"Hey there," Harry said.

"Morning, mate," Ron said with a smirk.

"Are you alright Harry?" Hermione asked Harry when he was running up the stairs, readying for a hug.

"It's all right," Harry said while crushing them with a hug.

Ron eeped. "That hurts!"

"HAAHAHAHAHAHAHHA!" They all giggled in the corridor, not caring who was listening.

Breakfast feast

At breakfast time, Harry was rewarded stares and shame. The Slytherin table were completely enraged at the three Gryffindor first-years and half of the Gryffindor tables were patting Harry on his back while the other half were mad at him for making them lose House Cup points.

Headmaster Dumbledore stood at the owl lectern and tapped a glass in front of him with his wand.

"Attention, attention everyone, it has been a fine year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry this year. Friendships have been made and friendships will be lost. This is the last school day for some of you and I wish to tell you 'Thank you'. The House Cup is awarded to the house which has racked up the most amount of points at the end of the year. And as you all know the Slytherin House has held it for the past 6 years. I wonder if it will change possession though."

"The forth place team is. . . Gryffindor with 312 points,"

"The third place team is. . . Hufflepuff with 352 points,"

"The second place team is. . . Ravenclaw with 426 points,"

And "The first place team is Slytherin with 472 points."

Slytherins jumped up out of their seats and yelled and screamed. Severus clapped and clapped while the other students and professors clapped without glee.

"I do," Albus said, "have a few more last minute points to give out though."Hermione Granger from Gryffindor by using her studying skills and intelligence gets 50 points."

"Ronald Weasley from Gryffindor by using a hobby and making use of it in real life gets 50 points."

"Harry Potter from Gryffindor by defeating a foe in the depths of the school gets 60 points."

"And last but not least… Neville Longbottom from Gryffindor gets 10 points for not only standing up facing your enemies but towards your friends too."

Hermione screamed, "We've done it!"

All Gryffindors screamed. They jumped up and down, they grabbed Harry, Hermione, Ron, and Neville and lifted them off of the ground. They were crowd surfing. The Slytherin table threw down their hats in disappointment and mumbled curses underneath their breaths.

Headmaster Dumbledore looked at the ceiling of the Great Hall and flicked his wand at it. Six red and gold flags were now in the air, waving in all their glory.

"Now, everyone, eat!" Albus announced.

Food appeared on the tables and everyone dug in. Crabbe and Goyle were crying in their dish while eating it while Malfoy glared at the Gryffindors, scheming of something to do next year.

Natsu looked at Lucy and Happy with a happy look on his face until… a lone knife started levitating in the air by the Slytherin table.

The Slytherins at the table looked around for the one with the wand but saw no one, no one was using the Wingardium Leviosa spell. It got higher and higher in the air until the other houses noticed it and the professors too.

Natsu stood up out of the chair, it skidded on the floor, making a screeching sound. Natsu's eyes widened before he said, "Grab that knife, quickly!" in a really urgent voice.

A sixth-year Slytherin quickly stood up onto the table and tried to grab the knife but it was too late, the knife flew into the plates and food splattered everywhere.

Hermione's eyes widened the size of dinner plates, "That's a cannibalistic knife! There was a major incident at a restaurant one hundred years ago involving them!"

Food was flying everywhere and soon, more knives began floating into the air and started to cause havoc. Students started to scream quickly and the professors all got out their wands to try and stop the knives.

The little devils were ordinary knives most of the time but when they get around a large amount of food, their real form shows. They have a small black hole mouth and no eyes. They have a six sense as to where food is and are very dangerous creatures in large numbers.

The students were now out of their seats and banging at the Great Hall door to open, it wouldn't budge though so they were stuck inside the room.

Plates, food, and utensils were flying all across the room. A few teachers were holding onto the knives with their bare hands and were flying through the air, as if on a broomstick. Harry, Hermione, and Ron were a few people to go and hide underneath the tables and their place of hiding was better than trying to get out the door.

Dumbledore was trying to get the fastest knife while Lucy and Natsu had a hard time trying to get the others. Happy was also flying around trying to catch one but was always a few inches behind. After 10 minutes of horror, Natsu was done, he was annoyed.

He took a deep breath, mimicking a dragon before its roar, and let it out. "KARYYUUU NOOO HOOOOKKOOOOOO!"

The entirety of the ceiling was set ablaze, the knives were turned into mere aluminium which splashed on the floor. The students slowly turned their back towards their professor who was now celebrating his win against the knives to Happy.

"You…" Lucy said, "WENT OVERBOAARRDDD!" Lucy Lucy kicked Natsu out of the hole he made in the Great Hall's ceiling.

"Aye!" Happy remarked.

"You... DAMN NEKO!" She Lucy kicked him too.

"WE'RE BLASTING OF AGAINNNN!" Natsu and Happy's forms were spinning in the distance until they became a star that twinkled.

The students looked at the woman who bested the monster who destroyed the knives and the ceiling. On that day, mankind remembered… the fear of oppression under them, and the terrifying monster known as Lucy Heartfilia.

Early Morning Next Day

Everyone was packed and ready to leave Hogwarts by the Hogwarts Express. The day before, everyone had packed their suitcases and cleaned the dorms. Argus would yell at them once they returned if they didn't. Hagrid was the one guiding the first-years to the train and couldn't help but feel sentimental at his first-year friends leaving.

He had so much fun with them and connected with them on many levels. When he first met them getting off the train, to them first leaving by it, Hagrid always stayed at Hogwarts. Perhaps he would leave for vacation or something in a few more years.

He looked through the windows and immediately spotted Harry. His eyes bulged out and he put his large hand into his pocket.

"Harry! 'Arry!" Hagrid said as he banged on the train's window, "I've forgot teh giv' yeh somethin'!"

Harry quickly opened the window, he didn't want Hagrid to break it and have to buy it, he was living next to the Forbidden Forest for pete's sake!

"Harry, I forgot to giv' yeh this." Hagrid pulled a large book thing out of his coat's pocket.

"What's this?" Harry questioned.

*CHOO CHOO*

"It's a portrait that yerr mum and dad wanted me to giv' to ya once ya were at Hogwarts," Hagrid explained.

Harry looked at the cover page and saw a picture of himself as a young baby. He turned to Hagrid and said, "Thank you…"

He opened it and saw a few more moving pictures and noticed that the train was now moving away from Hogwarts.

Harry held his portrait close to his chest as he waved Hagrid goodbye.

He shut the window closed and he turned to look at his friends.

"Ron, Hermione, thank you. . ." Harry said.

"There's nothing to apologize for, we'll see each other next year, right, Hermione?" Ron said.

"Yes, Ron," Hermione answered.

EPILOGUE FINISHED

HAPPY TAKING OVER THE WORLD

Six months after Hogwarts was opened, the world was almost destroyed. This event went down in the wizard's history books as the fastest way to take over the world.

It all started as a small little accident with Natsu Dragneel and Happy Dragneel in the Draconian Classroom during first period with his Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw fifth-years. They were learning about conjugations of verbs and pronunciations when Natsu accidentally hit Happy's face when using his hands to explain. The cat flew across the room and banged his head on a table in front of Sarah Blank.

Being a Hufflepuff, the blonde haired girl started to ask, "Are you okay? Mr. Happy?" in a frantic voice.

When he didn't wake up, Natsu got pretty afraid.

"Are you okay, Happy!?" Natsu asked.

He quickly strode to his best friend and grabbed his cheeks. He went and pulled them apart and back together.

"N-Nassshuuuu sshhhappp ittt!" were the sounds coming out the mouth of the blue cat.

"Thank Mavis…" Natsu breathed out.

Natsu grabbed his little cat and placed him on his cat house before resuming his lesson. An hour later in second period, the little cat woke up in an odd mood.

He was teaching his Gryffindor and Slytherin fifth-years this time and Happy jumped out of the cat house before scolding the students about how lazy they were and how they should listen to him and Natsu. Natsu immediately sensed that there was something wrong with his little feline friend and told Happy to go to bed but he, too, got scolded by Happy. The students got really angry at the little cat and were just about to jeer at him when Happy slapped Natsu's face.

It sent him flying through the window to the outside courtyard.

"THAT HURT!" were the words that echoed throughout the halls of Hogwarts that day.

Looking back at the students, Happy announced, "Heh heh heh... That was just a part of my strength…" Happy's eyes darkened. "He will be you if you disobey me…"

The students who were out of their seats immediately sat down, straightened their backs, and everyone went on high alert. Happy locked the door and shut the window which Natsu flew out of. There was no more getting in or out of the classroom. Natsu ran through the corridors of Hogwarts and up the motion sickness inducing steps to his room but when he tried to open the door, it was locked.

"Happy!" Natsu rapped on the door. "Let me in! You don't want to participate in the 'Punishment Game do you?!"

Happy stood on Natsu's black desk and ignored Natsu's cries on the other side of the door.

"I want a two thousand word essay on how Happy is the best cat there is on this planet!" Happy yelled.

The Slytherins and Gryffindors reluctantly complied with his demands while Natsu ran over to the four founders' classrooms.

"We've got a problem!" Natsu said to each of them. "Happy has gone mad!"

They didn't really think it was that bad of a problem until Natsu came back hypnotized to destroy them all.

His eyes looked like he had eaten a bad patch of mushrooms. There was a putrid purple colored flame coming out of his mouth and his stature had changed. He walked with a limp and hunched his back. With one of his roars, each of the founders were defeated. But before Rowena was defeated, she managed to call another teacher from another school.

They came and they were destroyed, those people called another school, and that school was defeated. Quickly, the entire Ministry of Magic bowed down to Natsu and Happy Dragneel until… the next morning came.

Natsu and Happy woke up on top of a pile of 'bandits' in London. They lost their memories of that day and the day before, the others didn't though. And that ends Happy and Natsu taking over the world.

Next one shot with founders is Punishment Game

5337 words… 5337 words… it took me 7 hours… but I'VE DONE IT!

(this is a week later from the upload) I went to fix my 3rd chapter which is 4000k words, it took me 25minutes but it didn't save. I'm really mad right now.

I'll probably only do 5k+ words for the epilogues if I have enough ideas but I'll try my best.

I'm not kidding when I say thank you to all. Every single one of you reading this are giving me a sense of accomplishment that I have never felt before. Thank you.

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