N/A: My computer is unplugged and out of my room but it didn't seem like anybody cared if I updated. But I did it anyway thanks to Raiining.

Chapter Six: Bury the Hatchet or Malfoy

Harry smiled awkwardly at the group around him. The clapping slowed steadily until everyone was quiet. "Would you like to hear what Remus had to say?" Harry asked. Heads nodded throughout the entire room, they all sat. Snape showed no emotion, not even hate. Ginny rejoined Harry on the couch.

Flashback

Harry sat in the same spot watching the sun move slowly across the sky. "I am the last one you know," Remus said quietly.

"I know Remus," Harry said his throat getting sore.

"Everything, everyone you met has said is true Harry. You know that right?" Remus asked sitting beside Harry.

"Even what Percy sa..."

"Everything Harry," Remus answered knowingly.

"Oh," Harry thought a moment, "Then what did Colin mean in saying that you said my dad wouldn't forgive you if didn't save Ginny?"

"Remember Colin's advice?" Remus asked.

"Love is worth it..."

"Yes and you don't cry for me nearly as much as if it was her," Remus said, "In the instant between life and death we see the absolute truth of everything we have done. And in that instant I knew I had died for the right reason."

"Remus you're avoiding the question," Harry said turning to Remus who looked years younger, about the age he was when James and Lily died.

"I am avoiding that question," Remus said, "at least until I have to go."

"When is that?" Harry asked a little scared about how long he would have with his lost friend.

"Not until you are ready to go back and live your life. Besides," Remus smiled, "there is much you still need you know."

"How am I suppose to go back to my life when half the people I died in the final battle," Harry stood angrily, "how am I suppose to go back to my friends when so many of them are missing?"

"Because Harry that is hat you do after a battle. Scarred and broken you go home to those who love you." Remus answered sagely.

"What home? To who... Who loves me?" Harry asked furious.

"Well the Potters' Mansion of course." Remus said as though it was the most obvious answer.

"What?" Harry asked curiosity taking over the anger.

"The ancestral Potter Mansion, it ahs been passed down from Potter to Potter and you are the last in line," Remus smiled, "for the moment."

"I thought the house in Godrics Hollow was the only house my parents owned," Harry said his mind working quickly.

"No, they never even owned that one," Remus said, "they only used it as a hide-out on such short notice. It was a property of little good to Albus."

"Dumbledore? He gave them the hide out?"'

"Yes, he has the deed to it. Hasn't done a thing with it since you were picked from the wreckage," Remus looked thoughtful for a moment, "The deed to Potter Mansion is in your vault. James locked it last so you will need the key that is attached to the deed. After that however you can magic the it to open to you and those you allow in your house at anytime."

"You're not a ghost are you Remus, none of you were?" Harry asked.

"What would make you say that?"

"Nearly Headless Nick and the fact that you are leaving just like my parent and Cedric did my fourth year."

"Well you are right Harry, we are not ghosts and we are leaving. The Killing Curse leaves a signature in the wand and the magical core absorbs the signature. When a Priori Incantatem occurs the signature uses the magic it has been supplied to give itself its form. But the magic for each burns out at different times. Some gave up their magic right after the battle ended and the magic was transferred to those who still needed to say something," Remus said.

"Now you have the little that's left," Harry said finishing the tale. Remus nodded.

End Flashback

"We talked the rest of the time about things of little importance before he told me it was time to go," Harry said. The room was quiet.

"Professor," Dennis said from the chair he was in, "could you create a Port Key for my family and me to get home?"

Harry picked up a book that was on the table and handed it to Dumbledore, "Use this." Dennis hugged Harry and told Ginny that he would see her when school started. Mr. and Mrs. Creevey thanked Harry. The Creeveys were gone in seconds.

"Snape," Harry said directing his attention at the Potions Master, "thank you." Snape looked at Harry surprise written across his face. Everyone else in the room looked between the two.

"Excuse me Potter?" Snape said his face expressionless.

"For risking your life for the Light, at such a high cost," Harry said, "Your information let us prepare for the Death Eaters at Hogwarts. You risked more spying than even myself." Harry's face was as expressionless as Snapes'. Snape stood gave a curt nod and left quickly.

"What was that about?" Tonks asked.

"He couldn't stand what I was about to do," Harry said a smile tugged at his lips.

"Thanks you Tonks, Mr., Mrs. Weasley, Bill, Charlie, Fred, George," Harry said looking at each in turn, "I know you sacrificed a lot to do what you did. McGonagall, Flitwick, thank you for teaching us," he indicated himself, Ron, Ginny, Hermione and Neville.

Everyone answered back at once, and then each gave Harry a goodbye and disappeared out the door.

"You certainly know how to clear a room Harry," Hermione said giving him a hard look.

"Thanking them seem to be better than get out," Harry shrugged.

"Harry," Dumbledore said a smile at his lips, "that was an honorable thing to do."

"How else was I suppose to get my house back?" Harry shrugged again.

"True indeed," Dumbledore, said, "and I will take my leave before you get me worked up like you did to the rest." Dumbledore laughed and left.

"Harry," Neville said, "I have to get home to Gram."

"Okay Neville," Harry said leading him to the fireplace. "You really did well Nevi-"

"No Harry," Neville said bluntly, "thank you for everything you did to give us this freedom. And don't argue, I don't think I could ever have done what you did. To think it could have been me the prophecy was talking about. Longbottoms crate #3," Neville vanished in the green flame. Harry was speechless.

"He told you," Ginny said grinning. The clock tolled six.

"Sir," Dobby said, "the dinner the yous has asked for is ready. If you and company will enter the dining room it is set. Please enjoy, Dobby must be going for the night."

"Thank you Dobby and we will do the dishes," Harry said to the house elf, "Enjoy you night."

"Thank you sir," Dobby vanished.

"Did I hear something about food?" Ron asked.

"Ron," Hermione said shaking her head.

"Into the dining room," Harry said, vanishing the extra seats in the living room.

The oak table was under the weight of a large meal of turkey, potatoes, carrots, gravy, and two clobbers, plus the dishes and cutlery. The chairs had been rearranged so that only four were in the entire dining room. Two one each side of the table. Ginny and Harry sat on one side and Hermione and Ron sat on the other.

The talk was light as everyone filled there plates and ate. It wasn't until they were half way through the second cobbler that Ginny asked Harry the question that was on her mind.

"Did Remus tell you what Colin had meant?"

"Later," Harry said quietly, "I promise I'll answer."

"Would you like some help with the dishes mate?" Ron asked.

"Absolutely," Harry said carry the dishes to the kitchen. Each of his friends followed suit. It was another hour before they were done the clock tolling nine.

"Ron," Hermione said, "come with me."

"Why?" Ron asked.

"Come along and you'll find out," Hermione smiled evilly, "Harry you have a copy of Hog-"

"Yes in the library," Harry said, "and on the bookshelf in you room."

Hermione dragged Ron out of the room. Ron glared at Harry.

"That's what he gets for betting," Harry laughed lightly.

"Yep," Ginny agreed.

"Will you join me for a walk?" Harry asked offering his hand to Ginny.

"Of course," Ginny answered. They walked out the kitchen door to the garden beyond.

"To answer your question Ginny, yes," Harry said as they slowly walked, "Remus said that my dad knew that I would fall for a red head. And Remus knew that if I had lost you, I would have loved no one else. Ending the Potter line. Upsetting my dad deeply and no matter how long he lived when he finally did die he would feel guilty."

"How did James know you would fall for a red head?"

"Potter family line," Harry said, "Every Potter male falls for a red head. From what Remus knows they only have sons, continuing the Potter male line. But every couple of generations twins are born, one girl and one boy. At least according to Remus."

"The last of the Maurders," Ginny said catching Harry's attention again, "at peace at last. Along with your mother, father, Sirius, and Peter."

"You think that rat is with them?"

"Yes," Ginny said simply, "You said Remus looked about the same age as James and Lily when they died. Chances are that when they died all of them reverted to about that age. Peter may not have been good but that doesn't mean his desire to fix it didn't exist."

"I hope my dad or Sirius gives him the boot," Harry said.

"Like Percy told you, they found their peace and truth in death. Besides," Ginny smirked, "I'm sure the same will be true when Snape dies. And of course you and Malfoy will bury the hatchet at death's gates."

"I doubt that very much," Harry said.

"Why?"

"Because I don't care about the hatchet but I would love to bury Malfoy," Harry laughed.

"Ha ha," Ginny said shivering slightly.

"Cold?" Ginny nodded, "Let's get in side then."

"Okay," Ginny said.

"My date to stand in front of the Wizengamot is only ten days away," Harry informed her.

"That should be a cake walk," Ginny said.

"Calling Mister Harry James Potter to the stand, on docket 1526, the Law of the Unforgivables section 7; sub section b; paragraph nine; lines 3-118, the Killing Curse..."

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Pandagrrl: Hermione is a witch and hasn't her Apparation license, yet. so the Ministry hooked her to the Floo network instead of scheduling an immediate Apparation with the Aurors, they were too busy with the Death Eaters.

Rhyllen: Thank you for the review and I am typing as fast as I can get the computer working.

Raiining: Thank you for dropping in on my story. Just finally getting a review kicked my imagination into high gear. I finally put down what I've been thinking about for weeks. Oh and just to clarify Hermione still lives with her parent and Ron and Ginny still live at the Burrow. Harry just wanted his house to feel more like a home so he gave each a place to stay at anytime.