Chapter Five:

Simul Mundus!

"Ah, that felt good. It always does when you are hit by that curse, then survive," Harry said, standing up and brushing dust off his shoulders. He was bombarded by people hugging him. "Whoa! Save it all for another thirty seconds! I just have to finish some unfinished business."

He walked over to the body and spirit of Voldemort and said, "It's over Tom. There is good and evil. You chose the wrong side. You could have been great, like Dumbledore, but you changed in your sixth year. Liked that power your prefect position gave you too much. Wanted to take it farther. This is what you get." His voice turned venomous as he spat, "I hope you rot in hell. Avada Kedavra."

Green light left Harry's wand, and by the gust of cold wind that blew across the room, they knew that Voldemort was dead; finally defeated. Harry turned around, giving them a toothy grin that Lockhart would be jealous of, and whispered, "Good job guys. You're all heroes. I knew you could do it, and I'm extremely proud of you. I'll be back, I have some things to check up on."

He snapped his fingers and returned in five minutes, holding the body of the dead Ginny. He placed her in his Ginny's arms and left again, not returning for twenty minutes.

"I think I'm done. Are you ready for my explanation?" He asked, receiving nods. They sat down at the Gryffendor table, and Harry began his story.

"SO, in conclusion, I knew the curse would backfire, because this Voldemort hadn't marked me."

"What was the thing before? With the whole 'I don't care about anyone' attitude? I barely know you Harry, but I know you have a huge heart," Isabelle asked.

"Unlike our Voldemort, this one loved. He couldn't bare killing someone who wasn't loved, which, in a way, makes him an even sicker bastard. He couldn't hurt you, because it seemed no one loved or cared about you. Do you sort of understand?"

"Yeah, and thanks Harry, for everything," James said.

"We'll miss you so much!" Lily whispered, tears in her eyes.

Harry gave them all a secretive smile and said, "We have to stay for a bit longer, I still have some things to work out with the Headmaster." He walked out of the hall with Dumbledore, and no one followed.

"What is he doing?" Sirius asked.

"I have no clue," Hermione said faintly, "But it'll benefit some people, not himself. That's the way Harry works."

In an hour and a half, in which the others talked to each other, learning about the other, Harry and Dumbledore returned with a confused Jim, Kyle, and Rose.

"Now, if you want to never remember about the alternate universes, leave now. If not, stay seated and enjoy the show," He said. Not a person moved. A grinning Harry stood up and said, "This is some of the new, but ancient magic I was studying last night. Simul Mundus!"

A golden tornado circled them, and vanished. Harry pulled the twelve people who were from the now crowded Great Hall out into the Entrance Hall.

"We combined! It worked!" Harry exclaimed, his face beaming.

"Wow Harry, I haven't seen you this happy since-wait, I don't think I've ever seen you this happy," Ron said, thinking hard.

"Yeah," Isabelle interjected, "No offence, it was really good magic and big, but what's so good about bringing the whole school back?"

Dumbledore was the only one, other than Harry, who wasn't confused. He was smiling as well.

"Well, I didn't just bring the whole school back," Harry said, "I brought your whole world back. Any doubles have combined, and the singles take up their respective spots. No one know about the alternate universes though, and we should keep it that way. But, we're all together, and will only split at death."

"You did that?" Remus asked, "That is huge magic! Most full grown wizards would die."

"It's the 'power the Dark Lord knows not'," Harry quoted from the prophecy, "And, there's one last big magic I want to do. I've been trying to perfect it for ages. Here goes nothing, Remus. Look out, it may hurt." He placed his wand on Remus' heart and said, "Nullus Malum!"

Remus collapsed, then his body rose into the air, with a faint silver glowing from it. He screamed as his body changed from werewolf to human over and over, but less wolf each time; as well as when his body changed to a real wolf. He fell back onto the ground then stood up.

"Padfoot, Prongs," He breathed, "What do you do to change into your animagus form?"

"Just concentrate on the feeling of your first time," Sirius said, raising an eyebrow.

"And picture your form," James finished, also raising an eyebrow and asked, "Why?"

Remus didn't answer. He wasn't even there. In his place was a beautiful grey wolf. He changed back, and gave Harry a hug saying, "Thank-you so much Harry. You have no idea what this means to me."

Epilogue

Harry lived with his parents, sister, and brothers in Godric's Hollow. He became the Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher at Hogwarts the year after his seventh. Along with his teaching position, he had physical training sessions three mornings a week. When McGonagall died five years later, he became Head of Gryffendor house, and Headmaster ten years after that; the youngest to date.

He and Ginny married the year after she left Hogwarts. They had three kids; Lily, Bill, and Belle. In time, they both became godparents, grandparents, and either an aunt or uncle.

Of course Harry, his friends and family were famous, so their kids grew up in the muggle world, mostly keeping to themselves, and away from the fame.

Ginny was a housewife like her mother, but did a little work for the Ministry of Magic. She never went into the office though, she did it by owl.

Ron worked at the Ministry in the Department of Magical Games and Sports, eventually replacing Ludo Bagman as Head of Department. He lived next door to Harry and Ginny, and was their secret keeper.

He married Isabelle, and, keeping the Weasley tradition, had six sons and one daughter, all with flame-red hair.

Isabelle became best friends with Ginny again, and both shared the same feeling during their last year, in their Defence Against the Dark Arts class. It was weird having your brother or boyfriend teach you. When McGonagall died, she worked along side Harry at Hogwarts, teaching Transfiguration. She also helped him with the morning training sessions, and was Head of Gryffendor when he was promoted to Headmaster. She never saw her many grandchildren, because she died when her youngest child and only daughter was in her seventh year.

Hermione spent many hours working in the depths of the Department of Mysteries, trying to figure out the secrets of the Death Veil. She never married, but helped Ron out when Isabelle died.

Jim became very close to Harry, and learned a lot from him, including wandless, non-verbal, and ancient magic; and they trained together every morning. The year after he graduated, he was an assistant teacher to Harry, mostly working with the first and second years, but went into Auror training after a year of teaching. Like Sirius, he was a lady's man, and once he found someone and they had a child, his wife died.

He became an Auror, but made an early retirement to watch his daughter until she went to Hogwarts. He then took a desk job at the Department of Magical Law Enforcement.

Kyle and Rose went to Hogwarts for their seven years. In their sixth year, the Department of Magical Sports and Games, as well as the Department of International Cooperation organized a month long tournament. The tournament was between Hogwarts, Beauxbatons, and Durmstrang, as well as magical schools from Africa, America, Canada, and China. Some of the competitions were dueling, Quidditch, broom races, and Wizard's Chess. They got to travel to Africa to compete in dueling, Quidditch, and Chess (Rose).

They married a set of twins, but neither had children. Instead, they cherished their nieces and nephews like their own. The pair were inseparable their whole life, and that proved to death. They both died in an airplane crash while going on a trip to America with their spouses.

James, Lily, Sirius, and Remus watched the children grow up, and helped with their struggles, cheering at their triumphs.

Many times, Harry asked himself if he had done the right thing.

He figured, 'Everyone's happy and Voldemort's gone. My life couldn't be better.'