Wolf Pack

by lilibet119

Prologue

June of 1998

"I won't let you win, Voldemort." Harry cried as he flipped around narrowly missing a cruciatus curse. Harry quickly recovered and shot a curse at Voldemort while effectively stopping one shot back at him.

Voldemort laughed evily, "Do you really think you can stop me, Potter? I am Lord Voldemort! I am the most powerful wizard in the universe! Not even Dumbledore could stop me! Do you really stand a chance, a boy with no real power? Face it, the only reason you've bested me before was out of sheer dumb luck! I will win this, Potter! This is my world now, and I'm keeping it!"

"Never!" Harry sprang into the air and at that moment he thought of all the evil Voldemort had wrought on him: the death of his parents and his living with the Dursley's, the death of his godfather, the death of Albus Dumbledore, the deaths of Charlie and George Weasley, and of his loyal friends who were lying out in a battlefield, some merely stunned, others dead. And then he felt it. This awesome sense of power rushed over him. For the first time in a long time, he felt alive and whole. Voldemorts reptilian eyes widened as Harry seemed to glow in the air, his eyes sending out shots of emerald light and then Harry cried out, "It's over!" and a blast hit the earth and when the smoke had cleared, there laid Lord Voldemort, his body broken and his powers vanquished. Harry lay panting a few feet away and passed out from sheer exhaustion. He awoke sometime later to find himself in laying in a cot at St. Mungo's. "Where am I? What happened?" he managed to rasp out.

"Harry!" a familiar voice cried out. Harry managed to focus his eyes and he saw Ginny Weasley, the only girl he had ever loved, standing vigil at his side. Ginny gently stroked his cheek and placed a soft kiss on his lips. "Shh... It's over now. You did it, Harry. You vanquished him."

Harry felt elation enter his soul and he smiled softly and layed back down into the soft bed. Then a thought entered his head and he surged back up wildly, "Ron! Hermione! Are they alright? Did they make it out?"

Ginny pushed him back down on the bed, "They're fine, Harry. They're here. Ron has a few broken ribs and a gash on his head. Hermione's still asleep. She got hit by another spell. They're saying it's taking longer to heal because she has a prior wound there from our fight at the Ministry, but she'll be fine. Ron's watching over her now. So, just relaxe and let yourself heal."

"What about the others? Were there any other casualties?" Harry asked, not able to completely let go until he knew the whole story.

Ginny bit her lip and sighed, "Yes, there were several casualties, from both sides. Professors Sprout and Flitwick, Roger Davies, Padma Patil, Dennis Creevey, Angelina Johnson, and... Cho Chang, to name a few."

Harry bowed his head and nodded, "Thank you, Gin. I..I needed to know." He glanced up into her face and saw the tears trickling down her face, "Gin, what's wrong?"

Ginny fought back the tears, "Nothing, I'm alright. I'm just a little fool, thats all."

Harry smiled and stroked back a wayward lock of her hair, "You've have never been a fool. Now, tell me what's the matter?"

"Oh, Harry. It's just when we found you I was so frightened. We thought you were dead. And I just couldn't stand the thought of losing you. Harry, I..I love you, Harry." she whispered.

Harry smiled, "I love you too, Ginny." He struggled to sit up. "Ginevera Molly Weasley, will you do me the honor of becoming my wife. I cannot imagine a life without you. Please, marry me and make me the happiest man in the world."

Tears dropped from Ginny's eyes, "Harry, nothing would make me happier." They embraced each other and kissed each other passionately.

"Well, its about time." a familiar voice called from the doorway and Harry and Ginny broke apart to find Ron and the rest of the Weasley's standing in the doorway. Harry turned back to Ginny and hugged her tightly to him and smiled. It was finally all over and Harry had what he had always truly wanted, a large, loving family.

AN: Ok, ok. I know, too simple a death for old Moldieshorts, but this story is not meant to be about Harry's defeat of Voldemort, it is about Harry's children and their adventures. Harry is now just a dad who happens to have a dangerous job and celebrity status. Lets see where it takes them... :)-