Xenophilius Lovegood was shocked when his dear daughter Luna wrote to him to tell him that Harry Potter was interested in an interview, his shock was further compounded with the knowledge that he could ask any questions he wanted to.

He never expected to be so nervous while waiting to interview the boy, it simply wasn't something that he often found himself feeling, and yet he was sweating and tapping his feet with nervous energy. That uncertainty and fear immediately dissolved when Harry walked into the room and shook his hand enthusiastically.

"So, Mr Potter, you've agreed to sit down for an interview with me and yet I feel like I'm about to be interviewed by you. I think that the simplest solution is to invite you to ask any questions you may have."

"Please Mr Lovegood, call me Harry. As for the questions I may have, there is only really one. What is that symbol around your neck?"

"This?" Xenophilius gasped, grasping at the chain to remove it. "This is the symbol of the Deathly Hallows, three very powerful and mystical magical artifacts said to be created by Death himself. Many question their existence and yet have failed to prove that they do not exist."

"What do you think someone who united the three could do?" Harry asked, intrigued at the lore surrounding the three items he had on him in that very moment.

"It is said that they will become the Master of Death, though what that entails I cannot say, I personally believe that if the stone is reunited with the Arch of Death and the other two Hallows are present, well then I think someone could possibly break the natural laws of the universe and bring someone back from death and into our physical world, with or without their body… I have said too much, surely the speculations of a mad old reporter aren't worth much stock in your world."

"Quite the contrary Mr Lovegood, I would very much like to talk about this with you."

"In that case, I must clarify that I don't believe the human mind to be capable of navigating the barriers between life and death, they would have to be able to combine their collective wisdom to do so."

"How would one do that?"

"If you could successfully recreate the enchantments on the Lost Diadem of Ravenclaw then you would have an artifact capable of absorbing all of the knowledge and wisdom of anyone who wears it, thus boosting the wearer's intelligence. How you would go about recreating something as powerful as that is beyond me. If you ever manage to do so and track down the Hallows then do let me know, I know Luna and myself would be rather interested in witnessing them in action."

"I can do that. So… onto the interview I guess."

"Right you are Harry." Xenophilius responded, pulling out his notebook and asking Harry about the Ministry encounter before progressing back through Harry's years at Hogwarts, though not hitting on anything too heavy.

Xenophilius knew it would be a very popular edition of The Quibbler and so made a mental note to increase production when he got home.

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Dear Harry

I am back in Romania now and have decided to write to you before anyone else, to let you know that we have given up searching for our dragons. I don't want to have to do so but the sanctuary is being closed down.

I'm not sure what I'm going to do now that I have to come back to England, though whatever it is I hope to be able to have Bogdan and the rest of the guys there with me.

We shall meet up in the summer to talk.

Charlie Weasley.

Harry set the letter down and felt his sadness rising at the thought of Charlie no longer being able to do the job he loved. He decided in that moment that he would talk to Fate about what the dragons were doing, after all he did miss Lily and Sors'Dzala. He closed the curtains on his four-poster bed and began to focus on Fate's realm as he drifted away.

After some time Harry could feel wind on his face, opening his eyes to see that he was on the edge of a cliff, though he didn't fear falling off it.

"You have suffered greatly since our last meeting, though that isn't a shock, how are you Harry?" Fate asked him, her brown eyes now green and her red hair even longer, though now it was disheveled.

"You have some nerve, asking me how I am, especially after you have brought so many Prophecies into my world about me. The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches, could you have painted a bigger target on my head?" Harry shouted at the ethereal lady, who looked to have been crying already.

"Those were the actions of another, they are of little consequence to us now. Sors'Dzala has been slain in cold blood and Lily is hurt and is still being hunted, if you wish to keep her alive then you will travel with me to the dreams of Charles Weasley, there we may give him the information he needs to locate Lily before it is too late."

"Is this why you're standing here at the edge of a cliff?"

"I can see why the last Fate threw herself off this cliff, are you ready to go?" Fate wasted no time waiting for a response, grabbing his arm and opening a purple portal that floated towards them.

When Harry next blinked he was at the Burrow and could see a younger Charlie and Ginny sitting and laughing together, the younger girl not noticing the two new arrivals.

"Mr and Mrs Potter? My parents aren't in right now, I can take a message for you." Charlie addressed Harry and Fate, greatly confusing the former.

"Charlie, it's me, Harry Potter, I got your letter and have come to help you out. Lily and the rest of the dragons are in Glen Shee in Scotland, Sors'Dzala has been killed and there are hunters going to finish off the rest. You must mobilise the sanctuary workers to protect the dragon, they're relying on you Charlie."

"How are you here? I thought I was asleep." Charlie asked, his awareness of being asleep beginning to wake him up. The purple portal returned and Harry departed with Fate, leaving a very confused but determined dragon handler awake in Romania.