Harry was sitting on his bed in Titans Tower, deep in thought. Halloween was only a few days away, and it had him thinking about his next step.

He'd enjoyed his time with the Titans immensely, but that just brought to mind the fact that he hadn't seen his friends in months. He hadn't even tried to contact them to let them know he was alive, because somehow he felt that if he did that meant his time free of the wizarding world would come to an end. It was selfish, and he knew it, but he couldn't help feeling that way.

He thought about all he'd learned while away from that world. His abilities had improved impressively, to the point where he could hold his own against one or two of the Titans in a fight despite their experience and abilities. He was in no way invincible, but his strength was considerable, as demonstrated by an event the week before.

Harry was walking down the streets of Jump City on his own with his headphones on, feeling like spending some time outside of the Tower and away from his friends. He smiled at the thought, realizing that the Titans really had become his friends, something he hadn't expected when he first met them.

He was walking around with a small glamour over his form which hid his white streaked hair and tattooed skin, making him look like a normal teenager. It helped that he was now back up to a healthy weight, and the physical training he'd been doing with the Titans had given him the lean, muscled form he'd been developing before he'd been sent to Silent Hill.

He was singing along softly to himself with the song he was listening to when he heard an explosion nearby. He raised an eyebrow and walked around the corner to where the sound came from, checking to see if he should call the team in.

He saw that a group of weird teens had just blown the wall of a bank and were pulling out bundles of cash, setting them in an odd looking vehicle while a short boy with a mechanical backpack with mechanical spider legs coming out of it and holding him aloft shouted out instructions.

Harry sighed as he removed his headphones, letting them rest around his neck. He recognized the teens from the Titan's files. The so called H.I.V.E Five. Well, he couldn't just let this pass. He pulled out his phone and dialed the first Titan number to come up.

"What's up, dude?" Beast Boy asked as he answered the phone.

"Oh, nothing much, BB. Just letting you know the H.I.V.E Five are in the middle of robbing a bank on…" He checked a street sign. "…Waterson Ave. I'll go ahead and hold them off. You mind getting over here to pick up the pieces?"

"You got it, man. Alarm just went off anyway, so that's probably them." Beast Boy said, and indeed, Harry could hear the alarm going off in the background of the call. "We should be there in a couple of minutes. Don't do anything too crazy, okay?"

Harry smirked, feeling his adrenaline start pumping. "Who, me? Never." He hung up the phone while letting his glamour fade and stepped forward.

One of the teen villains, the one with a green helmet with a large eye on it, turned and spotted him. "Who the hell are you?"

"Who, me? Nobody important. I just happened to be in the neighborhood and decided kicking you guys around before the Titans arrive would be entertaining." He cracked his neck. "So, who's first?"

The teens stared at him. "Are you damaged, crud for brains?" The pint sized techie, Gizmo, asked. "You can't take us. Mammoth, get rid of him, will yah? I want to be gone before the Titans show up."

The large Mammoth cracked his knuckles. "Easy as pie…" He rushed Harry with a roar, fist reared back to punch.

Harry decided to show off and dodged before throwing his own punch at Mammoth's belly. Well aware that it would do absolutely nothing to the bruiser he whispered 'Stupefy', channeling it through his fist as it connected. Mammoth immediately dropped, unconscious, making it look like Harry had taken him out with a single punch.

The other supervillains stared in surprise before Gizmo looked around at them. "What are you crud-munchers waiting for!? Get him!" He cried before his pack sprouted the barrel of an energy weapon which immediately began to fire at Harry, which See-More quickly followed up with a barrage of his eye bubbles.

Harry quickly formed a shield of dark energy in front of him, blocking the blasts with one hand. He focused on what he wanted to happen and made a small motion with his other hand and Gizmo and See-More yelled as their feet began to sink into the pavement like it was quicksand, stopping their attacks.

Harry didn't have time to relax as he was suddenly kicked in the back by Kyd Wykkyd, who had teleported behind him, launching him forward with a cry. Harry rolled with the fall and launched a quick body bind at his assailant, which was dodged. He quickly scrambled to his feet before being grabbed by two identical boys in red suits.

"Got you now, asshole! What are you going to do?" Billy Numerous asked as he held Harry in place, Kyd Wykkyd approaching from Harry's front to no doubt cause bodily harm.

Harry responded by launching a spherical shockwave of a banishing spell from his entire body, launching the two villains away from him. Both landed hard, the Billy Numerous copies multiplying even more from the impact. Harry snapped a spell at Kyd Wykkyd, wrapping his body in heavy chains, making him roll around and squirm trying to get free.

Harry turned to where Gizmo and See-More had been left. The eye based villain was stuck up to his waist in the pavement, and he was trying unsuccessfully to get out using his eye balloon, the pavement holding fast. Gizmo, however, was gone, the poles of his spider legs sticking out of the road. Then Harry heard something and turned to find Gizmo hovering in the air on wings that sprouted from his pack, his weapon aimed at Harry. Harry barely managed to dodge as Gizmo fired. "Stay still, you garbage sniffing idiot!" The small genius cried.

"How about no, kid?" Harry focused his energy and directed a small whirlwind at Gizmo, who promptly lost control, screaming, and smashed into a wall. Harry quickly stuck Gizmo to the wall and proceeded to rip his gun from his pack with a burst of sparks.

Harry let out a sigh and turned around… only to see a dozen copies of Billy Numerous rushing him. He yelped in surprise and quickly incased himself in a bubble shield as the copies tried to dogpile him. The copies shouted abuse at him as they tried to get through the shield, but Harry simply glared up at them and focused. Slowly the copies began to rise off the ground with cries of surprise and began to orbit a sphere of dark energy, completely out of control.

Harry glanced around at all the villains, making sure they were incapacitated, before letting his shield dissipate with a sigh. He jumped when somebody spoke behind him. "Someone's taken their lessons to heart…"

Harry turned to see it was Beast Boy who had spoken with a grin, the other Titans looking around at the defeated villain team. He rubbed the back of his head. "I haven't been training just for fun, you know…"

Cyborg smirked up at the stuck Gizmo, who was hurling abuse at them. "I'm not complaining. Good job, man."

Robin folded his arms and gave Harry a narrow look. "You shouldn't have engaged them on your own. It was dangerous." Then he looked around at the villains again and smirked. "That said, I agree. Nicely done."

Starfire suddenly swept him into a bone crushing hug, making him gasp. "Yes! Wonderful work, friend Harry!"

Harry weakly patted Starfire's back, sure his ribs were now so much powder. "Thanks… Star… Now please… Let go…" He sighed in relief when she set him down, beaming.

Raven examined the knocked out Mammoth and the miniature singularity holding the Numerous clones in place. "Nice thinking. Good to see you can use your powers on your feet. I'd say your training is almost done."

Harry smiled widely. "You mean that?" At her nod his smile turned to a full grin. "That's great! It's all thanks to you, Raven."

Raven blushed slightly, unnoticed in her hood, as Robin turned towards the approaching police. "Alright people, let's clean up."

Harry chuckled at the memory. His first supervillain fight was definitely memorable. He got up and, deciding he needed to do something productive, got up to practice a new ability he'd come up with.

In the training room Harry drew Cybil's gun from the holster he'd been given for it. It was unloaded, but even so he aimed it at the training dummy. He let out a breath, focused his energy, and pulled the trigger. He smiled as a bullet of dark energy escaped the barrel and hit the dummy, leaving a dent. He fired again, and this time the bullet pierced straight through. One more time, and the energy bullet impacted before letting out a discharge of electric looking energy rather than any physical impact. Harry grinned at his success, which was a huge improvement over when he'd first begun doing this.

Harry came up with the idea of using the gun in conjunction with his powers when he was wondering whether he should keep the gun simply as a memento or actually use it. The idea of using it as a focus, like a more specialized wand, came to him while playing a shooter with Beast Boy, who'd commented on the guns seemingly being magic thanks to how they could be used in different ways with different ammo. So he'd experimented.

Robin had originally been against him using the gun, as the only thing it could do, according to him, was kill. So Harry had compromised with him by showing him that he could create energy bullets that simply stunned the enemy, taking them out without lasting damage. Robin left him alone after that.

Harry shook his head and focused on his original train of thought. He knew he needed to get back to Britain soon. He'd been gone long enough, and he wanted to see Ron and Hermione again.

After another hour of shooting he finally made his decision and headed to speak with his friends.

He found the team putting up Halloween decorations around the living room of the tower, mostly Starfire and Beast Boy. Raven was simply sitting on the couch and reading, though even she was apparently in the holiday spirit, as she was reading some H.P. Lovecraft.

Starfire spotted him and floated over. "Oh, isn't it wonderful! The Halloween is almost here. We're going to have candy, and movies that are scary, and I'm going to dress up!"

Harry smiled at Starfire's innocent happiness. "Sounds like a blast, Star. I hope you guys have fun."

Beast Boy looked over as he hung a rubber streak of blood on the window. "What are you talking about, dude? You're going to be here, aren't you?"

Harry shook his head. "Not this time, guys. That's what I came to tell you." The Titans turned to look at him, so he continued. "I've decided it's time for me to go back to the UK. I've learned what I needed to learn, and I can't stay away any longer. I have friends and responsibilities. I'm heading out back on Halloween to get to Hogwarts that night."

Starfire floated closer, looking sad. "Are you sure you have to go so soon? I have enjoyed having you here."

Harry smiled and, for once, was the one to initiate a hug, wrapping his arms around her. "I have to, Star." He pulled back and looked at her teary eyes, still smiling. "That doesn't mean I won't visit, though. Next time I'll bring my friends along and we can all have fun, okay?"

Starfire gave a watery smile and nodded. "Okay. I await that day eagerly."

Robin stepped forward and lay his hand on Harry's shoulder. "You have our numbers, so don't hesitate to call us if you need help." Harry nodded with a smile.

"Why are we saying goodbye now? He's leaving in a few days." Beast Boy asked. "Let's go out, get some pizza, and have some fun before he has to leave."

Cyborg smirked. "Sounds like a plan. I'll get the T-Car ready."

Harry smiled as everybody got ready to head out, feeling happy to have become friends with all of them.

Early in the morning on Halloween, Harry and the Titans were standing in the living room. Harry had an enchanted bag he'd put all his things in and was ready to go.

Beast Boy let out a huge yawn. "Why'd we have to get up so early, again?"

"Harry needs to leave early because of the time difference. It should be a little after noon in the UK at the moment." Robin explained patiently.

Starfire gave Harry another crushing hug. "I will miss you. Please call us often."

Harry returned the hug as best he could. "I will, Star."

Beast Boy grinned. "Don't forget about our game night on Supreme Conquest Online. Me and Cy will be waiting to play with you."

Harry laughed softly. "I'll remember, BB, don't worry. I'm the one that carries the team anyway. You'd be lost without me."

Beast Boy sniffed indignantly. "Says you."

Cyborg chuckled and shook Harry's hand. "Take care man. Like BB said, we'll be waiting for you online."

Harry smiled at the larger teen. "Talk to you later then."

Robin was the next to shake his hand. "Don't forget, call us if there's any trouble. You're an honorary Titan now. We take that seriously."

Harry nodded, smiling. "I know Robin. Same to you though. You need any more magical muscle, just let me know." At Robin's nod he turned to the last person there. "…Thanks for everything, Raven. I owe you more than I can say."

Raven blushed slightly, but otherwise didn't react. "It's been a pleasure teaching you, Harry. I'm proud." Then she became more businesslike. "Alright, so remember, just like we practiced. Create the portal with your destination firmly in mind, don't let your attention wander."

Harry nodded. "Don't worry, I remember. I've got this." He looked at them all. "Thanks for your help, everybody. It's been fun." As everybody said their own farewells Harry took a deep breath and focused. As he concentrated a portal of dark energy appeared in front of him. Then, with one last glance at his friends, he stepped through, and the portal closed behind him.

The Titans stood silently for a moment after he left before Beast Boy yawned again. "I don't know about you guys, but I'm going back to bed." The others agreed, and they all headed to their own rooms to get some more rest.

Harry shook his head slightly before looking around the area he'd appeared in. He was currently beside the Shrieking Shack in Hogsmeade. Thankfully there didn't appear to be anybody around. Stretching he made his way into the town before stopping, frowning. He thought he could hear… screams? And explosions. Definitely a few explosions.

Harry groaned. How unlucky could he be that he'd arrive during an attack on Hogsmeade? He sighed before hurrying forward.

While Harry made his way to the center of the village, the Three Broomsticks was the current bastion for the residents and the students who had been visiting the village on their Hogsmeade weekend, with most of those in the village making their way to it for safety, though not many made it. The pub was being assailed by almost two dozen Death Eaters, who were being only barely held back by the defenders.

Inside the pub were a few of the aurors stationed in the town for just such an event, among which was Tonks. Normally they'd have already been overwhelmed by the attackers, but they were being supported by members of Hogwarts' DA, led by Ron and Hermione. A few were caring for the wounded, but most were trading spellfire with the Death Eaters through the windows. Despite holding their own so far, however, everybody knew it couldn't last. They couldn't evacuate or get reinforcements because floo and apparition had been blocked. Tonks had sent a patronus message up to the castle, but there was no guarantee they'd receive aid in time.

"Well, today could be going better." Ron said with no small amount of sarcasm.

"It was inevitable they'd attack Hogsmeade, Ron. With Harry gone they've been emboldened." Hermione sighed back. She launched a blasting spell out the window, hitting the ground in front of a Death Eater and making them fall on their ass.

Ron grimaced. "I know, but I still hate the fact." He launched his own spell, a piercer, which almost struck an enemy's leg. "I'm surprised they haven't just destroyed the entire pub already."

"I agree." Susan Bones, who was tending to a gash on Terry Boot's forehead, said. "They must have some reason for not killing us outright. I just don't know what it is." She bit her lip. "I hope auntie gets here quickly…"

"I'm sure she'll get here soon." Hermione assured her.

Suddenly there was a pop outside, and the Death Eaters stopped casting. Tonks peeked outside before cursing. "Well, this feels familiar…"

Hermione glanced out to see what Tonks was talking about before gasping. Ron just looked at her neutrally. "He's here, isn't he?" He asked dully.

His answer came when a high pitched voice rang out from outside. "People of Hogsmeade! I recommend you stop fighting! Surrender, and you won't be harmed! You have my word!" Ron and Hermione glanced out to see Voldemort standing in front of the pub, his wand in his hand.

Inside the pub, the people began to mutter to each other about whether they should surrender or not. Hearing them begin to turn towards the idea made more than one person in the DA angry, and Ron shouted out a response which made those nearby fall silent. "Like we can trust you after everything you've done! You'd never keep your word! Besides, I'd rather die than surrender to you. Harry didn't, and I won't either!" Many people now began to mutter in agreement, and the DA seemed to receive a boost of courage, gripping their wands hard and staring out resolutely.

Voldemort was frowning. "This is your only chance. Surrender now, or die like your precious savior."

"Then I guess we'll die!" Neville called back, face hard. "For Harry Potter!"

"FOR HARRY POTTER!" The defenders shouted, aurors and normal residents of Hogsmeade included.

Voldemort sneered as they watched, but before he could respond a new voice rang out. A voice many there recognized. "Aw, thanks guys! I love you too!"

Voldemort froze as everything went silent, and he slowly turned to see Harry standing a short distance away from him and his group of Death Eaters. "Impossible…" He whispered.

In the Three Broomsticks, the entire DA was staring in shock, and Hermione had brought a hand to her mouth, tears in her eyes. "Harry?"

Harry was smirking, his hand tapping his gun lightly in its holster as he stared at Voldemort and his Death Eaters with hard eyes. "Been a while, Tom. You miss me?"

"Potter!" Voldemort spat. "You're supposed to be dead!"

Harry let out a low laugh, shaking his head in amusement. "Oh Tom, you didn't really think a portkey accident would have been enough to get rid of me, did you? After everything we've been through, you have so little faith in my ability to kick your plans in the balls? I'm hurt, I truly am."

Voldemort, along with everybody else, studied Harry, taking in his white streaked hair and tattooed face. "What happened to you, Potter?"

Harry's smile dropped. "There are worse things than death, Tom. Far, far worse things, and thanks to you, I've seen some of them." He gazed fearlessly into Voldemort's eyes. "I survived. Battered and scarred, I survived. Now I'm here to clear up our unfinished business." He glanced quickly around at the Death Eaters before looking back at Voldemort. "Run away, Tom. Right now. Otherwise, you won't like what I do." He smiled a dark, twisted smile. "Because I think you should have realized by now, that you can't kill me."

Voldemort stared at Harry. "I can't kill you, you say?" Suddenly, with the speed of a striking serpent, he pointed his wand at Harry and cried "Avada Kedavra!"

"Harry!" Ron, Hermione, and several others cried out as the green light approached Harry.

Harry stared at the light of the Killing Curse as it approached. He couldn't have told anybody why he did it, something just told him to do so, but rather than dodge he reached up, holding his hand out to catch it. He felt something, a warmth, fill him. Then the light impacted against his hand… and stopped.

One could have heard a pin drop as everyone stared at what had just happened. Harry brought his hand up to his face, staring at the ball of sickly green light held in it. He could feel as the light tried to enter him, tried to do its evil work, but it was unable to. He looked back up at Voldemort, Killing Curse held in his hand, and smirked, eyes glinting. "I told you, Tom. You can't kill me." He held up the light for Voldemort, and everybody else, to see. "Here, you should have this back." Then he wound up and threw the light back at Voldemort.

The killing curse flew straight and true, on a collision course with the madman. Voldemort barely got over his shock in time to dodge to the side, letting the light impact a Death Eater who was behind him. The nameless Death Eater fell down, dead, and the street was once again silent.

Voldemort stared from the dead Death Eater to Harry in shock before the shock turned to fearful rage. "Kill him!" He shouted, and the Death Eaters quickly raised their wands and began to attack.

Harry quickly drew his gun and started to fire. The Death Eaters, being ignorant of mundane weapons, didn't know what it was, and several went down with wounds before they realized what was happening. Harry dodged in and out of the various spells launched at him, occasionally putting up a barrier of dark energy, but for the moment relying on his revolver to attack. Though Harry wasn't aiming to kill, he wasn't being all that careful, either.

After they got over the shock of what had just happened, the defenders in the Three Broomsticks joined in the fight again, taking out several Death Eaters while they were focused on Harry. Ron and Hermione were especially vicious, not willing to let their friend fight alone ever again.

Before long they were joined by another side in the fight. Hogwarts teachers and aurors rushed in from the road leading to the school, finally arriving to help. Voldemort, seeing his plans had been ruined, had his followers apparate out as he glared at Harry. "This isn't over, Potter!"

Harry smirked. "No, it isn't, Tom." He aimed his gun at Voldemort, but he disappeared before Harry could pull the trigger.

Harry sighed and holstered his weapon before he suddenly found several wands pointed at him from trigger happy aurors. "Don't move!" One of them yelled at him, glaring.

Harry became annoyed. "Are you fucking serious?"

"Wait, stop, leave him alone!" Someone yelled. Harry turned his head to see Tonks making her way over with Ron and Hermione right behind her. "He's on our side! He fought the Death Eaters and You-Know-Who!"

The aurors pointing wands at him glanced at each other before a new voice joined in. "You can vouch for him, Auror Tonks?" Harry looked over to find Madame Bones striding over.

"Of course, Minister. This is Harry Potter." Tonks said. The aurors still holding Harry at wandpoint jerked and stared in shock, while Madame Bones looked around to gaze at Harry shrewdly.

"That's impossible, Auror Tonks, and you know it. Harry Potter has been confirmed dead by Gringotts. This must be an imposter." Bones said evenly.

Harry's eye was twitching in annoyance. He was about to speak when he heard a voice he hadn't heard in far too long speak beside him. "Harry?"

He turned to see Hermione looking at him with wide, hopeful eyes. He smiled gently. "Hello Mione. I've missed you."

Hermione's eyes filled with tears and she launched herself at Harry's chest. "Harry!" She held him tightly and sobbed happily, Ron behind her look on with tears in his own eyes. Harry motioned him over and Ron joined in the hug with his best friend.

"Children, please step away from this man. We need to determine who he really is." Madame Bones said, though not unkindly.

Hermione sniffed and looked up at Harry. "What did you and I do at the end of our third year the night Pettigrew escaped?" She asked.

Harry smirked. "You and I used the Time Turner you got from the Ministry to go back in time several hours, rescued Buckbeak, I chased a horde of dementors away from our past selves with my patronus, and we flew Buckbeak up to the window they were holding Sirius, freed him, and let him get away on the hippogriff. Then we snuck back into the hospital wing in time for Snape to storm in about his escape."

Bones, the aurors, Tonks, and the newly arrived Professor McGonagall all stared, even more so after Hermione hugged him tightly again. "That's right. Oh Harry, It's really you! I'm so happy. Where have you been? Why didn't you contact us? What's wrong with your hair? And those marks on your face? And where did you get a gun? And-"

"Hermione, calm down! I promise to answer, just take a breath!" Harry said with a laugh.

"Mister Potter, is it really you?" McGonagall asked.

Harry smiled. "It's really me, professor. I'll take veritaserum to prove it, if you want."

McGonagall gave him a somewhat watery smile. "That shouldn't be necessary. I'm just glad you've found your way back to us."

Bones was staring. "You're absolutely sure this is Harry Potter?" When Hermione nodded she stared at him. "How is that possible? Where have you been?"

"Indeed, I'd like to know that as well." A deep, wizened voice said, prompting Harry to turn with a smile to see Dumbledore standing nearby, looking at Harry with twinkling eyes.

"It's good to see you, Professor." Harry said.

"Indeed, I am quite overjoyed to see you as well, Harry." He looked Harry over. "I see you've gone through some changes. Perhaps you could explain what happened to all of us up in the castle?"

Harry grinned. "Sounds good to me."

As they made their way passed the Three Broomsticks people came out and stared at Harry. "It's Harry Potter." "He's back!" "Thank goodness, he's returned." Before long, somebody shouted "Hurray for Harry Potter!" which was picked up by almost everyone there. Harry sighed in exasperation as he walked off to the school with the others to chants of his name.

Ron and Hermione simply grinned at his irritation, just happy they had their friend back.

Alright, that's it for this chapter. This'll be the last chapter of this story for a while. I might update my RWBY and Chrono Trigger stories before the end of the week, then I'll take a week off, then get back to Dragon.

I'm not really satisfied with this chapter, though I can't put my finger on why. I might come back to it in the future and make some changes.

So, in case nobody got it, the gift Death gave Harry in the other chapter was an immunity to the Killing Curse, which he put into use in this chapter. I thought it would be helpful.

Just a quick PSA about something a reviewer pointed out. A normal person wouldn't have been able to eat the way Harry did after not eating for a long time due to something called refeeding syndrome, which could be fatal. Just an fyi so everyone is aware of this and don't get themselves killed because of what I wrote.

Can't think of anything further. Please review to help my self-esteem. Till next time.