The Peverell Legacy

A/N: I own nothing, especially not HP. Welcome to another fanfic, Italics are for thoughts. Well, this is it for the main story. I have an epilogue that will handle the wedding and a few other items, but the story I wanted to tell is told.

Chapter Eleven: Tom Riddle's Bad Day

To Padma's complete non-surprise, Dumbledore had managed to get the former Muggle Studies professor to come back sooner than he had told Harry, he would be able to do. With Harry no longer employed by the school, Harry had returned home to Padma and his toddler self.

Padma was ready for the wedding. While Harry had been working, she had been making preparations with Andromeda, Narcissa, and Pandora. When Harry arrived home in the middle of the day he'd walked into a war zone. The witches were preparing for Padma's bachelorette party and as such, he was not welcome. "What are you doing back so early?" Padma asked looking up from her purse as he stepped through the floo. Harry noticed that she was wearing one of the new dresses that she had bought on a shopping trip with the Black sisters. It was a sparkly dress of a light purple color that she liked because it was her sisters favorite color.

"No longer needed at Hogwarts. Dumbledore got angry that I claimed the carcass of the Basilisk so no one could use it without my say so. A say so that I refused to give him. So after my fifth-year class the Professor was back from his 'urgent business'." Harry said kissing her cheek as he sat his briefcase down. "Which means I owe you a galleon; there's no way that he didn't just ask the current professor to leave so he could try and get me to do what he wanted."

"I told you so." She preened. "I'll take that galleon if you please." She grinned as he slipped his coin purse out and then drew the coin out herself. "Thank you, kind sir." She teased him, "So, what did you do with the carcass?"

Harry drew out another galleon and pressed it into her hand, "Called Gringotts. I didn't trust him not to find a way down there afterward. So I got the Goblins to come when he was out, sent them down to harvest everything. The money will be in our vault by the end of the week, they had to find a buyer."

"Always glad to take your hard earned money Love." She grinned and placed the coins in her purse. "I told you that Gringotts would be able to get everything out from under Snape's beak."

"So, with the fact that you are always right out of the way," Harry said teasing her lightly, "I take it you are ready for your trip with the girls tonight?"

Padma nodded, "Ted has Tonks, Draco, and the little man. He and Sirius are taking them to place he likes to take Tonks, then they are going to spend the night at Grimmauld Place." She closed her purse, "So will you go with the boys or stay at home?"

"I was thinking about going to Albania and finishing Riddle."

She looked at him for a moment, "Okay, explain your plan." She said smoothing down her dress as she leaned against the wall of the kitchen.

"He's still there, hiding in some animal. So I want to find him and destroy that vessel. With the possessed animal gone, he won't have any other anchors." Harry said, "I figure I'd go and ask the whipsnakes if they've seen anything."

"You know what kind of snakes are in the area? I'm impressed." She smiled, "But, and I truly hate bursting your bubble-"

"No you don't."

"I don't, but it seemed polite to say that I did," Padma admitted, "Why not just let him die when his host goes? Hell, it could probably have already happened." She took his hand, "I'll make you a deal, we'll go to Albania on our way to Australia for our honeymoon."

Harry could tell there was fear in her brown eyes. "You are worried that he isn't destroyed and that if I go by myself something will happen, aren't you?" When she was silent he pulled her into his arms. He felt her stiffen and then burrow into him, her face going into the crook of his neck.

"Of course I'm worried about that you idiot." She said, her words muffled against his shoulder, "This whole thing has gone too easily. He's lost his followers, his soul anchors, I've even killed the bitch who killed Cho." She looked up at him, "You were lucky the last time, you've been lucky this time too."

"No, we've been smart. No 'Dumbledore plans', remember?" He smiled at her as she extricated herself from his embrace and stood to look at him. "We'll leave it. His possession victims won't be able to live for too long and he'll have to jump out and get another. When that happens, his soul will go wherever it's going to go."

"You mean Hell."

"Of course I do." He said and tapped her nose gently with his finger. "No, you have fun with the girls tonight. I'll stay home and spend the evening very deliberately notgoing after Voldemort."

"I love you, Potter." Padma said her cheeks flushing very lightly, "I know I can be a bitch but you still put up with me." She sighed softly, "How do you manage to get me all gushy without my permission? You know I hate feeling things."

Harry laughed and pulled her back so he could kiss her properly. "Because you are a marshmallow that just happens to be terrifying when she's mad."

Padma really didn't have an answer to that.

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Harry had a surprise for Padma the day before the wedding. He'd asked her to trust him and let him apparate them both somewhere. After an unsure look she had acquiesced and they found themselves in the alley in a very familiar city.

"We are in-"

"Bognor Regis." Harry finished, "You and I are going to visit a chemists shop." He noticed the intake of breath and smiled, "Yes that one."

"But Harry, what if-"

"Nope. It's my wedding present to you and you can't stop me." He took her hand and led her out of the alley. "No, according to Pandora, your parents' shop is just down the road from Hotham Park." Ignoring her still sputtering softly, Harry followed the directions Pandora had given him when she'd come through earlier.

"I'm going to kill you and Pandora. I'll wait until Luna is born, but I'll kill Pandora. What am I supposed to say? 'Hey mum and dad, I'm your daughter from the future!'." Padma hissed as they passed the park and turned left towards a small cluster of shops. "Come on seriously, this is a bad idea." She pulled on his hand and forced him to stop.

"Why? You have a chance to see them again. I have to break the laws of reality whenever I want to see my parents." Harry replied, "You don't have to tell them who you are if you don't want to." He pulled her into a hug, "I just thought you'd want a chance to see them. If we don't do it then you're going to spend your whole life wishing we had."

Damn it, why can't you be a pushover all the time? Padma thought more annoyed that he was right than she was at the fact that he'd already begun moving them closer to the shop. If they didn't do it now while they were standing in the city she'd grown up then they never would. "Fine. But I'm not telling them who we are. We've done plenty of that with everyone else we've met."

"I didn't say you had to tell them." Harry said with a smile, "But at least your parents can be in the same room as their first grandchild." That, Harry knew, was a bit of a dirty trick, but it was true. Inside Padma was the first grandchild of Arjun and Indira Patil.

As they stepped into the shop Harry heard a bell ring in the back. Behind the counter, Harry got his first actual look at his technical future father in law. Arjun Patil had died before he and Padma had gotten together. Arjun was shorter than Harry had expected. He was thickset with thinning black hair and small half-moon glasses perched on his nose. "Good afternoon, how may I help you?" He said to the pair politely.

"My fiance and I were in the area today and we need something for an upset stomach." Harry said to him, "I'm afraid that the chip shop by our hotel is a bit heavy for me."

The man seemed to be holding in a laugh, "You must have been to 'Captain Stallings'. It's the worst shop in town but he tells a good fishing story." He looked over to Padma, "How are you, ma'am?"

"I- I'm fine. Thank you." Padma didn't know what to say. This was her father, alive and in good health. Harry had given her a gift that she could never repay. "Actually, do you have any recommendations for a soon to be mother?"

"Well, my wife had twins last year. She would take ginger and honey in the evenings." Arjun replied, "She's in the back. I'll ask her if she has any other ideas for you." With that, the man walked to the back.

A few moments later he returned with his wife. Indira Patil looked so much like her adult daughter that for a moment, Harry was sure she would comment on it. But instead, the woman merely looked from Harry to Padma, "So, is this your first?"

"It is." Padma replied, "We are raising my fiance's nephew, but Bodhi is our first."

"Bodhi, you know you are having a daughter?"

"We have a good feeling." Padma replied. She wasn't quite willing to surprise her mother with the knowledge that magic exists. The Patil matriarch wouldn't learn about magic until the twins fourth birthday with Parvati actually levitated their toys and sent them flying around the room, that was when Arjun admitted that he was a wizard. The strength of her sisters magic had gotten the attention of the Ministry and the closest person they could send was Augusta Longbottom. That meeting was the day Parvati had met Neville. She'd fallen for the boy and never looked back.

"Well, you are carrying rather low. Not that it's actual proof, but when I carried our daughters they were a bit higher." Indira explained, "Arjun already recommended the ginger and honey. I would also suggest mixing a tablespoon of turmeric into some apple juice each morning." She frowned when her husband scoffed, "Arjun would prefer that I recommend one of the pills that he sells. However, you seem in good enough health, I hardly think you need a chemical imbalance dealt with. The best thing for you would be some extra vitamins and minerals."

"Also not going to Captain Stallings." Arjun added, "The man only changes his fry oil when he thinks he's being inspected the next day."

"Indeed. A woman expecting her first shouldn't eat fried foods. Especially not those." Padma endured the lecture happily. This was her parents, something she hadn't experienced in quite some time. A squeeze to Harry's hand told him just how much she appreciated what he'd done for her.

Harry and Padma left the shop with a few token purchases. As they made their way back to the alley they'd used as their apparation point, Padma made a plan. She pressed him against the brickwork and kissed him soundly, "Thank you." She said quietly, "For making me do something I didn't want but did need to do."

He grinned and without a further word took her into his arms and apparated them both home.