Thank you all for the kind reviews on the last chapter. I know a lot of you are upset about Luna, and I am sorry. I didn't want to kill her, but there is a reason for it. You all just be patience and you will see. I also had someone confused about Harry parents being there. No they are not alive again. They are sprits that protect him, remember the dreams he had with James and Lily? They told him they would be there to help him, and they where. Enjoy this chapter! Its the beginning of the last part in my story.

Elizabeth Granger happily cleaned up her office, she had just finished with a difficult patient and more than happy to be going home for the day. In fact she was even more happy that today would be her last day for several weeks. She was about to remarry, and not to just anyone, but to a werewolf. Remus Lupin had proposed to her a year after Voldemort was defeated; a year after Harry had gone missing. Elizabeth stopped working when Harry crossed her mind. He had been gone for a year and a half now. Hermione had been in America for over six months to work as a healer in New York, but Elizabeth knew she really was there in hopes to find him there. The girl had not given up hope that someday Harry would come home to her. Hermione would be coming home tonight to help prepare for the upcoming wedding. Elizabeth was shock out of her though when her secretary's voce come over the intercom.

"Mrs. Granger, I am sorry to interrupt, but Dudley is on the phone, he says its very important."

"Thank you Janice. I'll take the call. Why don't you go on home?"

"Thank you Mrs. Granger. I will see you at your wedding."

"Bye Janice," she said and clicked over to Dudley. "Dudley? How are you?"

"I am fine Elizabeth, and how are you?" he asked "Tired. I just got done pulling four teeth out of a very disgruntled eight year old."

"Fun," he said. "Is everything fine with the menu for the wedding?" she asked hoping that Dudley would be able to put a final menu together very soon.

"It is. I almost have it done, just a few more adjustments. But that's not why I called you."

"Oh? Is Ginny okay?"

"She is fine. She's at The Burrow with Molly. I just had a customer in here that I sent your way."

"Oh Dudley you know I just closed,"

"I know. But I wouldn't send him your way if it wasn't important."

"Who is he?"

"You may want to call Lupin for this one."

"Why?"

"It's Harry."

"What?" she asked nearly dropping the phone.

"It's Harry. He doesn't know who he is, but I'm sure it's him."

There was a long pause on the phone. Elizabeth had always hoped for this day, but now that it is here what was she to do.

"Elizabeth? Are you okay?"

"Are you sure it's him Dudley?"

"Yes," he stated without thought. "I know my cousin and I know when I see him."

"How can you tell its him?"

"Let me start from the beginning," Dudley said and began to tell Elizabeth about Harry's visit.

Dudley had just finished cleaning off the his last table in his cafe: Dursley's Delight. A small cafe in London that was settled next to the Leaky Cauldron. It was one of the few places that both muggles and magical folk could enjoy together, of course muggles where unaware of the magical kind. Dudley had opened the cafe a few months after the down fall of Voldemort, and it had been an instant success. With names like Weasley pound cake, Potter's Shepard pie, Granger goulash, werewolf stew, and Forbidden Forrest dark chocolate cake. The wizard community loved the homage to the heroes of their world, and the muggles just though the themed cafe was charming.

Dudley was about to turn the sign from open to closed when a tall scraggily looking man walked into the cafe.

"I'm sorry sir," Dudley said to the man. "I am just about to close."

The man looked down at Dudley. "I'm sorry, could I just get a cup of coffee to go?" the man asked.

Dudley looked at the man and could tell from his shabby clothes, long scraggily black hair, and a long unkempt beard the man was in desperate need of some coffee.
Dudley smiled at the man. "Sure. I think I have some Shepard's pie in the back as well. Would you like some?"

"I am afraid I only have enough money for the coffee."

"Don't worry about it." Dudley said walking towards the back. "It's on the house. Why don't you sit down and I will be with you in just a minute."

"Thank you," the man said and took a seat in the corner.

Dudley walked back into the kitchen to get the man some food, but he couldn't get past the feeling that he knew this man. Dudley walked back out into the cafe towards the man with two helpings of the pie and two cups of coffee. "I hope you don't mind that I join you, I haven't had anything to eat all day."

"Not at all," the man said and began eating.

Dudley stared at the man while he ate, the feelings that he knew this man would not go away, he had to get to know him before it was to late.

"Are you visiting?" Dudley asked "I'm not sure," the man said.

"Not sure? How can that be?"

"I don't have any memory of what happened to me before a few months ago."

"Oh," Dudley said looking at the man. He noticed he had dull green eyes, and had sworn he had seen them before. "What brought you here?" he asked "Instinct," he said wincing in pain.

"Are you okay?" he asked

"I have a bad tooth." he said and brushed his hair back to reveal a small lighting bolt scar on his forehead.

Dudley's eyes grew wide and dropped his fork on the table.

"Are you okay?" the man asked.

"umm... yes... oh wow," Dudley said getting up from the table. He couldn't believe that Harry was back. He had to call Elizabeth, Dumbledore, Ron, someone.

"You said you had a bad tooth right?" Dudley asked.

"Yes," the man said feeling slightly uneasy about the man pacing in front of him.

"I have a friend who will gladly fix it for you," he said with a slight smile.

"Like I said before I don't have much money."

"She does a lot of pro-bono work. I am sure she will help you. Let me give you her address, we should be able to catch her before she leave."

"No its really okay. It doesn't hurt that bad."

"Nonsense." Dudley said handing him a paper with the address of the office on it. "Just go here. I will call her right now." he said pushing the man out the door.

"Thank you." the man said.

"Your welcome." Dudley said with a smile. "It's good to have you back Harry." he said under his breath as he closed the door and turned to call Elizabeth.

"You mean he is here?" Elizabeth asked

"I am sure he is by now. Call Lupin and get him over there." Dudley said. "I am going to get hold of the Weasleys and let them know."

"No wait," Elizabeth said. "Let's not push all these people on him at once. I'll get Remus over here and that its. I will see you tonight at Hermione's welcome home party."

"And Harry's,"

"Yes. Good-bye Dudley. Thank you," she said and hung up the phone. Elizabeth quickly walked over the fireplace she insisted on having in her office and flooed Remus.

"Elizabeth," Lupin said smiling when the face of his fiancé appeared in his fireplace.

"Remus, You need to come here now,"

"What's wrong?" he asked

"Dudley just sent someone over here, he says its Harry,"

"Step back," he said and soon he was stained in her office.

"Where is he?" Lupin asked pulling Elizabeth into his arms.

"I don't know. He may be out in the waiting room by now. He doesn't know who he is,"

"It'll be okay," he said grabbing her hand. "Let's go and see," Lupin said guiding her into the waiting room. When they walked in they saw a very shabby looking man sitting in a chair. At first look they would of though of him as a regular homeless man, but looking closer Lupin knew it was him. He looked just like James, with longer unkempt hair.

"Hello," Remus said stepping closer to the Harry.

"Hi," Harry said. "I was told to come here to have my tooth looked at."

"Yes, Dudley is a very good friend of ours. Follow us to the back and we will have a look," he said

"Are you the doctor?" Harry asked looked at several scars the ran across Lupin's face, he could of sworn this was not the first time he had looked upon this face.

"I am not. My fiancé is. This is Doctor Elizabeth Granger," Lupin said gesturing towards Elizabeth who was setting out her tools. "I hope you do not mind me being here, I was here to pick her up when the call came in."

"If I interrupted something I can come back tomorrow,"

"No," Elizabeth said loudly making both men jump. "Now will be fine."
Harry stared at the woman while she arranged her tools on the tray next to him, he didn't know why but she looked very familiar to him.

Elizabeth caught his eye and gave him a warm smile.

"Sorry," Harry muttered blushing.

"It's okay," she said.

"I don't mean to be blunt, but Dudley told us you don't have any memory," Lupin said sitting down on a chair in the corner.

"Right," Harry said feelings slightly uncomfortable.

"Do you remember anything?" Elizabeth asked

"Not much. Sometimes I'll get a feelings like I've been there before, or I know a person, I get that feelings with the two of you," he said shyly. "Do I know you?" he asked.

Elizabeth looked at Lupin, unsure of what to say. "We can talk about that after we get your tooth fixed," Lupin said smiling slightly.

Harry nodded his head as Elizabeth moved the dentist chair back and began fixing his tooth.

"I am going to have to put you under some anesthetics," she said. "The tooth is a lot worse than I though."

Harry nodded his head and let Elizabeth work.

After 30 minutes the tooth was fixed and Harry was still heavily sedated.

"What should we do with him?" Elizabeth asked

"We are going to bring him back with us. He can stay with us for the time being," he said.

"What about Hermione? She will be home in a few hours. The party is tonight!"

"I know. I think we can keep Harry up in the guest room until it is over. Then we can tell him, then Hermione," he said running his hands up and down her arm. "I think it would be best if we tell him as little as possible at first. We need to let his memory come back naturally."

"The anesthesia won't last that long."

Lupin smiled and placed a gentle kiss on her check. "It amazes me how often you forget what me and your daughter are," he said laughing. "I know a sleeping charm I can put on him. He'll be out until I awake him."

"I don't know how I am going to tell Hermione," she said and began cleaning up her tools. "I know she went to America to find him, but how is she going to take it that he doesn't remember her?"

"I don't know," Lupin said helping her clean up. "But I think she is the only one who will be able to help him remember."

Hermione gave a heavy sigh as the plane landed in London. She had been gone for six months, far too long as far as she was concerned. She missed London very much, but not as much as she missed Harry. Hermione absently grabbed the pendant that still hung around her neck, her only link to him. She knew that as long as that pendant hung around her neck he was okay. The power of the pendant had long ago stopped working. As soon as they defeated Voldemort it was like the pendants ceased to exist. She prayed everyday that it would come alive again, give her some kind of hope that he was near; but so far no such luck.

Hermione gathered her small carry on bag and began the long walk down the airplane and on to customs. After an hour of fighting with customs about some chocolates she brought back she was free to receive her bags. Hermione's thoughts again went to Harry--he was never far from her mind. As she waited for her bags, she began to play with the pendant again. When her hand reached for her she noticed it was warmer than usual. Hermione frowned and looked down at the pendant, it didn't look any different. She released the pendant and felt it pulse against her chest. Hermione jumped, it never did that before. She began frantically looking around the terminal for Harry. She knew he was near by, and she had to find him.

"Hermione!" she heard a deep voice yell across the room.

Hermione knew it was Harry, she began whipping her head back and forth searching for her long lost love.

"Hermione!" the voice said again as she felt a hand drop on her shoulder.

"Harry," she whimpered and turned to embrace the man behind her.

"Oh Hermione, it's me Ron," he said pulling her tightly against him.

"Ron?" she asked looking up at him. "I... I though it was... oh Ron I though he was here, the pendants... it was warm and it pulsed.. he's near. I know he is."

"Mine didn't do anything Hermione. You need to stop with this. It's not healthy,"

"I won't stop." she said pushing away from him. "He's near. I know he is," she said and stalked off to retrieve her bags.

"I won't get into this with you again," Ron said grabbing her bags and leading her out of the airport. "Let's just forget about it for now and concentrate on your mum and Lupin's wedding, alright?"

"I won't forget about it. I can't just push him out of my mind like you can Ron,"

"Is that what you think I'm doing? Pushing him out of my mind?"

"You sure act like it,"

"I can't think about him Hermione. It hurts too much. I lost so much during the war. Luna, Bill, Charlie, and then Harry. It's easier for me to not think of him."

Hermione stopped in front of the car Ron had bought a few months before she left. "I know you lost a lot Ron. I'm sorry," she said pulling him into a hug. "Maybe I should just put Harry aside for a few weeks and just concentrate on the wedding."

Ron kissed the top of her head and smiled at her. "Let's go home," he said opening the car door for her.

"What's the rush. I already know mum planned a welcome home party for me."

"Nothing gets by you, does it?" Ron said pulling out of the airport. Hermione smiled and placed her hand on the pendant. 'I won't forget you Harry. I know you are out there, and I will find you. I love you.'