Erik takes a seat beside James's bed. "Are you ready to travel, kido. I don't want you left here any longer. It's time that we be heading home. How does that sound?" he smiles affectionately at the boy.

"That sounds wonderful, Uncle Erik. But what about Luke. They brained washed him. I couldn't stop it. He didn't even see how much he was hurting me." He says in a whisper.

Erik lays a hand on his nephews shoulder. "Don't worry about Luke. He is a big boy. I'm sure he can take care of himself. Maybe, with you gone, he will come to his senses and wish to come home too. Maggie will be so happy to have a kid in the house. She gets awful lonely since I'm at the Ministry almost all the time nowadays. But I have some things that I have to discuss with you before we leave."

James blinks and nods slowly. His whole body was throbbing from Ron's attacks. "Ok. What do we need to discuss?"

Erik sighs. "These people are not going to give up. They will track you done once we leave here and try to get you to return. I am not going to let that happen. But to do that you need to disappear. What I'm trying to say is I would be honored if you would take Ronan's place. My son was taken from me before his time. But I see this as a chance to make amends with the whole situation. I understand If you do not wish to do this."

James thinks a moment. "I would be honored. I only met Ronan a few times. But he had a heart of gold. His death was a blow to even mom and dad. I remember when it all happened..." He involuntarily shivers.

Erik smiles. "Don't think about it. Ronan's memory will live on. He would be proud of his little cousin. Since that is all settled. I think we can be going now. I already had one of the house elves fetch your things." He stands up and withdraws a white wand from his robe and points it at the wall. He mutters a spell and a fireplace appears. "We will travel by Floo. It's easier." He strides over to the newly created fireplace and grabs a hand full of powder from his pocket.

James stands and stumbles over to his Uncle. He holds his hand out to receive some of the powder and waits.

Erik again points his wand at the fireplace and a roaring fire blazes. He throws the powder into the fire and watches as it turns green. "American Ministry" He calls out and disappears into the flames.

James looks back at Braze who was waiting. He raises his hand and throws the powder into the fire, watching as it turns green. "American Ministry" He calls out in a clear voice as he steps into the flames. He never see's the three figures rush into the room just in time to see him leave. He never see's all three of them being stunned by Braze as he enters the fire by using his own powder. And he never notices as the fireplace disappears from the wall once all users reach their destination. What he does notice is the plush office that they were now standing in. He glances at his Uncle who had a smile on his face.

Erik looks at James, fondly. He loved the boy and would do anything to protect him. "Welcome home, Ronan." He says quietly as he places a gently hand on the youngsters shoulder and gives it a squeeze.

It was the beginning of the rest of their lives. And James, who was now known as Ronan, didn't doubt that he would be happy.