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A/N: THIS IS SLASH, DON'T READ IT IF YOU DON'T LIKE SLASH. There isn't much in this part but will be more later! Since I'm going to be writing for the next two weeks on vacation, this story will be completed soon.

"I hate reunions…" Harry Potter mumbled while throwing the letter behind his head. It was ten years after their seventh year of Hogwarts and the end of the Dark War. Harry didn't want to drag up those memories by going back to his old beloved school. He could still remember his voice as he screamed the killing curse with Draco Malfoy behind him keeping his balance steady. Voldemort then became nothing but ashes which are kept in Harry's basement. He had been surprised that Draco was the one who protected him and helped him defeat Voldemort, after all he was the son of a death eater. Harry grumbled again before getting up to grab clothing. The ten year school reunion was tomorrow night, and Hermione would kill him if he was late. He put on jeans and t-shirt before heading over to his favorite chair. Harry looked at himself in the mirror and noticed the change since Hogwarts. Because of the professional quidditch career, Harry had become toned and muscled. His glasses, always clumsy and in the way, were gone because of a new medical advance. But his messy hair and bright green eyes had always remained the same. Slowly Harry drifted off into a nap…

-Flashback-

The air was foggy and warm, the smell of death lingered in the air. Bodies of death eaters, innocent victims, and a few order members laid all around the area of Hogwarts. Harry couldn't believe what it had come too. A small man skittered behind a bush, Harry recognized him.

"PETER! WHERE IS HE?" Harry screamed while moving the push, holding his wand out close to the smaller man.

"W-W-Where is who?" Wormtail stuttered out.

"TOM!"

"Tom?"

"VOLDEMORT YOU GIT!" Harry said, the anger for his parents death coming out.

"I wouldn't know!" Wormtail said back.

"AVADA KEDAVRA!" a voice rang out from behind Peter Pettigrew, the man slumped over dead.

"Potter, he was about to use a curse on you." The other young man drawled out. Harry looked into the eyes of his enemy, Draco Malfoy.

"Come to take me to Voldemort have you then?" Harry sneered out, giving a glare to the blonde man.

"Of course not you bloody idiot. I'm a spy for the order always have been." Draco said, whispering the last part as he walked to Harry.

"W-W-What!" Harry said, the new hitting him like a bag of bricks.

"No time for explanations, come on!" Draco screamed pulling Harry behind him. They headed into the Forbidden Forest to a cleared area.

"Ah young Malfoy, and… Harry! How nice to see you again." Voldemort hissed out, his slit like eyes staring at Harry.

"Likewise, Tom." Harry spat back, malice dripping from the name.

"I'll never be Tom Riddle again, you of all people should know that!"

"It is your given name is it not? Then I think I shall use it." Harry said calmly. Voldemort raised his wand, as did Harry.

"EXPELLIARMIS!"

"PROTEGO!" Harry screamed, blocking the first spell.

"Very good, you have gotten better since our last meeting….more aware." Voldemort commented walking opposite Harry.

"STUPEFY!" Harry shot at Voldemort who jumped out of the way Draco was now next to the trees blending in while watching the battle unfold.

"Did you really think that would do anything?" Voldemort said laughing as he turned to flick his wrist and levitated a rock. When he turned back, Harry was not to be seen. Draco, still hiding, was shocked by what he just saw. Harry Potter had just turned himself into a black phoenix…

"Ohhh Harry, you can't hide for long." Voldemort chanted looking around, "I'll find you, and then kill you."

"KAW!" a bird screeched scratching Voldemort before landing. In it's place was Harry, fire gleaming in his eyes.

"You're a phoenix?" Voldemort said with upmost awe.

"I was born one Tom." Harry sneered. Voldemort sighed sarcastically and picked up his wand again.

"PROTEGO."

"CRUCIO!" Voldemort's curse broke through the barrier. Harry felt pain in all the nerves he had in his body, tears came from the corner of his eyes.

"Malfoy help me finish him off." Voldemort screeched, eyeing the boy in the trees. He walked out, secretly doing finite incantatem on Harry.

"I'm going to help you." Draco whispered, handing his former enemy his wand since the black haired boy's was far away on the ground. Harry nodded slowly, getting up.

"Give it your best shot Harry." Voldemort snickered. He knew what was coming next. Draco steadied him, holding his hands with the wand out.

"AVADA KEDAVRA!"

"AVADA KEDAVRA!"

There was a gigantic green light; the world seemed to stop for a moment. Time slowed as the green light spread all over the Hogwarts School. Ron Weasley gave a sigh, the war was finally over.

(Later)

"FOUND SOMETHING!" Hermione Granger yelled as she reached the area in the forest. There in the middle was Harry Potter leaning against Draco Malfoy in the middle of the rubble.

"HARRY!" She screamed running past the fallen trees, "Malfoy get off him."

"No, Draco stays." Harry said firmly. He couldn't believe what had just happened,

"He…helped me."

"What!" Hermione screeched as she brought the two to first aid outside the forest.

"It was his wand that let me kill Tom…it was because of him." Harry echoed, his head filled with a new life. Hermione stood there in a stunned silence.

"Is Voldemort?" Ron asked, walking up, unsure of everything going on.

"Yeah, he's dead…his ashes flew everywhere!" Harry responded, laughing a little at the end. His life was finally free again.

"Ron, Malfoy-sorry Draco-helped Harry win." Hermione said quietly.

"Does this mean I have to be nice to him now?" Ron grimaced.

"Yes you git." Harry responded laughing. He was with his friends, right where he should be…except one thing was missing. Behind Harry sat the lonely blonde haired man, thinking about what had just happened.

"We...kissed…" Draco said to himself, touching his lips.

-End Flashback-

Harry sat up and went to the kitchen, noticing the time. It was already near dinner, he had slept for more than five hours! He stood there in thought; his friends knew nothing of his phoenix, or any other, animal powers that he had received upon turning 17. They also never knew of that one little detail….Harry looked at the picture on the wall of graduation.

"How time flies…" Harry whispered, now looking out the window at the rainy day. He touched his lips while leaning against the door frame…that kiss….