A/N: Here it is, the final chapter. Holy crap, I can't believe I actually finished it. I'm sorry for how long it has taken me to finish it, but there you go. Enjoy!

Ch 26: Home

Harry was numb.

He couldn't feel anything. His body felt weightless as he moved through the Great Hall.

He didn't actually remember how he got to the Great Hall. There was a vague memory of walking through the woods, and an equally vague memory of walking into the castle, but he didn't have any real idea of where he was or how long he had been there.

The voices around him were muffled, almost like he was underwater.

He faintly recalled Hermione hugging him with one arm, asking if he was alright. He thought he might have said that he was fine, but he didn't actually remember. Ron had come up and grabbed his shoulder, leaning in like he wasn't sure that Harry actually was alright, but Harry wasn't overly concerned with putting on a face for them right now.

He wasn't overly concerned about anything.

He was numb.

He had used an Unforgivable and he had killed someone. Sure that someone had killed more people than Harry could ever fathom, but that didn't make it any better. It didn't make him feel any better.

It had been his duty. He had to do it. For the greater good.

He hated that term.

But he supposed that it was true. It had been for the greater good. If he hadn't killed him, then everyone here would have died.

Died.

He came back to reality for a moment, the world around him clearing ever so slightly as he noticed the bodies that were laying where the teacher's table had once been.

People had died. A lot of people had died. He couldn't focus on faces, but he knew that they were Order members.

Friends.

Family.

Classmates.

He was going to be sick.

"…Kid's not handling it well."

"He's still in shock," Sally murmured as to not draw attention to herself or the other Preventers who had moved themselves to the corner, out of the way of the grieving.

"Did you handle your first kill well?" Quatre asked, knowing full well that Duo had not. Even Heero had, had lingering effects from the lives he had taken.

Duo rested a hand on the top of his head, "…Fair enough. He going to be alright?"

"He just has to come to terms with everything that has happened… right now his mind is slowing down his processing ability so that he doesn't break," Sally looked back over at the kid, "Give him a few days for everything to sink in…"

It took a week for the Preventers to figure out how to get back home. Mostly due to the fact that their resident experts on the matter were in the Hospital Wing being patched up.

Harry had said that they could do the modified portkey again, but he wasn't sure how well it would work with the shuttles and the Gundams.

The last thing they were going to do was leave them here, not after all the trouble they had already caused in this time.

In that week, they had found a way to get ahold of Hilde and had her and Dorothy bring the shuttles and the kids back. A funeral had been held for the fallen and the students had packed up their things and headed back to their families.

Ron had been among those to go back home, his family grieving for the loss of his older brother (Percy?) who had been killed at some point during the battle.

Hermione had hung back saying that her parents were muggles and that they were unaware of the war that was going on.

Though how anyone could be unaware was a mystery to the Preventers. It seemed like it should be pretty obvious, but Hermione assured them that maybe 10% of the Earth's population knew what was happening.

Harry had been quiet and withdrawn for the week. An after effect of the war, Sally had assured them, reminding them that they themselves had needed some time to come to terms with their own fight against OZ having ended.

So they played the waiting game while the Order tried to come up with a way to send them home.

"...I'm pretty sure it's our best option."

"The amount of power that it would take to do that…"

"I can't think of any other way. And I haven't been able to find anything new in my research…"

"Then that… leaves us with a problem."

Harry didn't have the stomach to admit to the others what he was going to do. He had known. Known since he was thrown forward in time exactly how this was all going to play out. He had known but he hadn't said a word to anyone, because he knew that they would try to stop him.

But Harry didn't have anything left to lose, so he figured that he should be the one to do it.

Sally looked up in surprise when she saw Harry standing in their doorway, looking completely like a kid who was about to get caught doing something he wasn't supposed to do. She raised an eyebrow at him and he slipped into the room before he spoke.

"I know how to get you back."

"Perfect, let's get our stuff and go!" Duo said, more than a little excited to be going back home. He was tired of this magic nonsense.

Harry nodded ever so slightly, "We're going to turn the shuttles themselves into portkeys. So as long as you and all of your stuff are inside them… then everything should make it back."

Nods came from the group. They had dismantled the Gundams and stored them back into the shuttle that Hilde had brought. It wouldn't look good to show back up in their time with the Gundams, especially after having blown them up.

Again.

"It's going to take about a day to make sure that the spell takes with all the technology that's in the shuttles… and it might short circuit a few things but… I think it will be alright."

"We'll be ready."

Harry knew he should feel bad, but he didn't.

He didn't feel much of anything these days.

So instead he sat up for most of the night with Hermione, trying to find a way to send the Preventers back to their time. He gave her a hug when she finally couldn't stay awake any longer and was on her way to bed.

And he mentally told her goodbye before picking up his stuff and heading down to the shuttles.

"So, I'm not sure how magic works, but if it's anything thing like electricity isn't this going to take a lot of power?" Duo raised an eyebrow at Harry who was standing on the lawn, looking up at the shuttles in thought.

"Yes," Harry replied simply, tilting his head ever so slightly, "Which is why you aren't going back on your own."

Quatre faltered, looking at Harry, "What do you mean?"

"I'll have to maintain the spell for the trip… I have to go forward with you."

"Harry… you do know that if you come with us, you run the risk of not being able to return."

"I know." He said quietly, having not yet taken his eyes off the shuttles, "I've known a long time."

That caused the Preventers to exchange confused looks behind the boy wizard's back before Noin spoke, "Look kid, we can't ask you to be stuck in our time."

Harry gave a small shake of his head, "I won't be stuck there forever. Unless I chose to be, but I will for sure be stuck there for a while. But, honestly, I'm not sure we should keep ripping such large holes through time."

Heero's eyes narrowed at Harry ever so slightly before shrugging, "Kid wants to come, we can't stop him."

Sally pursed her lips at Heero since that was what he had said back at the start of this whole mess. But she supposed that it had worked out in the end, so she couldn't really fault 01's logic.

"You won't have anything," Trowa reminded him, wanting to make sure that Harry was making an informed decision.

"I have enough money to get by," was his simple response, "I'm no worse off there than I am here."

That caused the Preventers to look confused again before Harry made a motion, "And get moving. We're on a time crunch here."

One more exchange of glances and they all boarded the shuttles. Harry let out a slow breath before slipping onto one of the shuttles himself.

"3…"

Hermione was going to be so mad.

"2…"

But she and Ron would be fine.

"1."

It wasn't like with wizarding world needed their savior anymore anyway.

"Yuy."

Heero stopped in his mission to get coffee, turning his attention to Lady Une with a raised eyebrow, clearly wondering what it was that was so important that it required stopping his most important mission to date.

Une smiled ever so slightly at him before beckoning him into the room, "I just finished reading your last mission report."

Well that was surprising. He had turned that report in a week ago, but he supposed it was a very long report and that it was pretty hard to comprehend if you weren't there. Plus, she also had to read the reports from the other Preventers who were on the mission.

"I just had one question for you… about your summarization."

Ah, he had been expecting this. He gave the barest of nods, "I stand by what I said."

"It's quite the statement coming from you."

"Then it's something you shouldn't take lightly."

Harry Potter was very much enjoying anonymity. For the first time since he had entered the wizarding world when he was eleven, no one knew who he was.

And he was actually enjoying it.

When he had first become a part of the magic community, he had enjoyed the attention a little. Years of neglect and being ignored at the Dursleys had made him a little attention starved, but the novelty of it had worn off very quickly.

For once he could be Just Harry.

At least, that was what he had thought.

After he had landed in the future, he had been drained. More than drained. He had just laughed a little before passing out for three days straight. He had woken up in the Preventer's hospital wing under the care of one Sally Po, who was apparently a doctor.

Who knew?

From there he had parted ways with the Preventers and set out to explore the future. He was ashamed to admit that he might have spent a bit too much money purely on exploring the colonies, but they were fascinating to him.

Entire cities floating in space.

They all blew his mind. And he had found himself back at the circus which apparently traveled all around the Earth and the colonies performing. He had, had the time of his life watching them and it made him long for all the other things he had missed out on in his childhood.

But his money wasn't never ending like it was back in his time and he had put his desires on the back burner and found himself a place to stay and was searching for a job.

He missed Ron and Hermione and his other friends desperately now that he had slowed down, but he didn't think he was ready to go back. Not yet. Maybe not ever.

So he came home to his flat and was about to toss his keys onto the entryway table when he felt it. Something wasn't right about the apartment. He went perfectly still, eyes darting around the still dark place, trying to tell what it was. His free hand dropped to his wand and a stunner spell was on the tip of his tongue when a familiar voice said, "Hey now, none of that."

Harry gave an exasperated sigh and tossed his keys onto the table before turning on the light, "Duo."

The braided Preventer grinned at Harry from his spot in Harry's recliner, "Not a bad place you got here. I guess you weren't kidding about having some money to get by on."

"What are you doing here?" Harry didn't bother to ask how the former pilot had gotten into this apartment. It was a waste of breath.

"I have a proposal for you."

"You want to what?"

"You heard me Potter."

"I heard you, and I think you're mental."

Une pursed her lips at him, but she was more than a little used to a disregard of her authority from the other boys, "It has been brought to my attention, rather rudely, that we are lacking in information that we should have."

"Look, I'm really not-"

"Potter. Think about it. Let me know by Friday."

"…Yes ma'am."

Harry frowned a little as he tugged at his jacket. It felt so stiff, so new. That was annoying, especially to one Harry Potter who had hardly owned any new things in his lifetime.

But it was entirely different here, wasn't it?

He let out a breath, wondering for possibly the hundredth time if he was making the right decision.

"Potter?"

Harry turned to see Heero standing in the doorway of the locker room where Harry was storing his stuff for the moment. He offered Heero the smallest of smiles, then blinked when Heero held out a hand to him.

"Welcome to the Preventers."

A/N: And that is that! I might consider making a sequel, but I don't have much of a plot in the works for that. We'll see, but as it is, this is the end of the story. Thank you for those who stuck it out with me over all the years and the inconsistent updates!