Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any Characters/Events from the series up to HBP.
A/N: This is the final chapter of this story, as the epilogue is actually a preview for the next one which is a continuation of Harry's adventures with new friends and enemies on the horizon. I hope you all enjoyed this story, because the next one will be even better!
Chapter 8: Acceptance
It had been a little over a week since Harry defeated Voldemort. He was sitting on the front porch of the Burrow, thinking about everything that had happened that day. He wore a pair of jeans, and a flannel shirt that was unbuttoned. He had a new lightening bolt scar on his upper abdomen and a star burst mark on his chest. Harry smiled in spite of himself. He had more magical scars than actual ones. Harry felt the one on his chest; it was where Fawkes had entered his body to bond with him and had brought him back to life. He could feel the warmth of the strong magic aura radiating from it.
He felt two slender arms wrap around him and a slim feminine body press against his. "Hey Gin," Harry said without looking at her.
"What are you thinking about? You shouldn't have anything to worry about anymore," Ginny said with a concerned tone in her voice, "What's wrong?"
"I saw them," answered Harry.
"Who?"
"My parents, Sirius, Dumbledore, and even Peter, I saw all of them."
"W-what do you mean? When?" asked Ginny.
"The night I died…" Harry took a deep breathe, he had obviously wanted to talk to her about this for some time, "I finally got to spend sometime with them."
"Did you get to talk to them?" Ginny asked, a bit uneasy with the conversation.
"Yeah, they all told me how proud they were of me," said Harry and they each had some advice for me. "Peter said to remain true to myself and to my friends because my choices, good or bad, live with me forever. Sirius told me to not take anything too seriously," Harry paused, and gave a slight chuckle, "because I can't save everyone. Dumbledore told me to love with all my heart. Dad just said to treat her well and to love her with all my heart and mum said to never let her go and that she was proud of the both of us." Harry's eyes began to well up with tears, "It was hard to leave them, but I knew I'd see them again. As much as I wanted to stay, I wanted to comeback even more, and spend the rest of my life with the person I love the most." Harry turned and saw that Ginny was crying. However, these tears were tears of happiness. He brushed them away with his hand and kissed her gently on the lips. It was at that exact moment that Harry no longer doubted who he belonged with for the rest of his life.