The Peverell Legacy

A/N: I own nothing, especially not HP. Welcome to another fanfic, Italics are for thoughts, Bold is for spells. This is the first part of the epilogue, there will be a few more of these leading up to the final scene. I didn't know I would be writing that scene until it got into my head and I spent the entire weekend diagramming what I wanted from it. The problem is it was too far away to reasonably put into this part of the epilogue.

Epilogue Part One: What do you mean you forgot?

"What do you mean 'you forgot'?" Padma said angrily as she paced in the living room of their home. She was now Padma Peverell, having been a married woman for all of six hours. She and Harry had come back to their home to pick up their luggage before they went on their honeymoon. Harry had gone upstairs to get their passports from their place in the wall-safe when he came back downstairs with a scrap of paper. He'd handed it to Padma who'd read it and cursed under her breath. These are our notes for dealing with the Ring! She thought angrily.

"We both forgot. You were with me at the time, remember?" Harry said with a groan. "We need to go to Little Hangleton and deal with it. We have-" He stopped and checked his watch, "Three hours before our flight. I know where the graveyard is, I can go back there and find the shack and then set it on fire and be back before we need to leave."

"Harry, I promise you, with love in my heart, that I will kill you if you are late," Padma said after a moment of deliberation. "I will give you an hour. After that, I will come after you." She didn't look particularly threatening with her stomach protruding as her pregnancy had reached its seventh month. However, Harry knew that she would do her best to keep her promise.

He smiled and kissed her softly, "I'll be back as soon as possible." Harry said as he prepared to apparate away, "I'm not even going to go into the shack. I'm just going hit it with fiendfyre until the place is ashes and then leave."

"J-Just be careful." Padma said after a moment, "Bodhi will need her dad to come with us when we shop for her school things." She pulled him back into a hug, "I need her dad too. Come home safe, okay? No black hands or anything."

He chuckled, "No Dumbledore plans." He kissed her again, "The sooner I leave, the sooner I can get back. Why don't you go over to Andi's and tell little me goodbye again?"

Padma watched him leave and after a moment she made her way into the living room. At the door, she saw their suitcases. Not willing to rush back in case they needed to hurry, Padma shrank the suitcases and slipped them into her pocket. Harry, you had better make it back soon and safely. She thought as she walked out of their house and locked it before turning and walking to the Tonks home.

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Harry arrived at the Little Hangleton graveyard with a soft crack. Might as well handle this while I'm here. He thought as he drew his wand and began to summon the bones from the grave of Tom Riddle. As bone after bone appeared in a neat pile at his feet, Harry used another spell to vanish the bones into non-being. That's one less way one of your little fans could try and bring you back Tommy. Harry grinned as the last bone vanished from the world.

With that out of the way, he made his way down the path towards the Riddle mansion and when he found the path, he turned. He had studied this area when he'd became an Auror, each Auror chose a place for their beat. Before he began working with Padma he had often found himself wandering this village and the nearby Greater Hangleton. He supposed that it had been something stupid on his part, but as long as he walked through these streets, he knew that Voldemort was truly gone.

Now he won't come back. Harry thought as he made his way through a ragged slash in the roadside brush. The path to the Gaunt shack hadn't been well cared for when the Gaunt's had been around. Now, decades later, it was barely worthy of the title 'game trail'; a tiny, narrow swath of slightly fewer bushes than the ones around it. It led to a wooden shack in the middle of an overgrown clearing. Harry drew his wand and conjured a burning serpent to devour the shack.

Should have brought some marshmallows. Harry thought as he watched the shack being reduced to ashes by the flames. Banishing the serpent once the job was done, he cast a charm to freeze the ashes and then another to disperse them. Peering where the shack had stood Harry spotted a small green gemstone. "There you are." Harry said as he inspected the Stone. Surrounding the Stone was the yellowish slag of a melted golden ring. "Just to be safe though avada kedavra!" Harry shouted casting the killing curse at the green stone. The spell hit the Stone, but nothing happened. Harry bent down and grabbed it and then vanished.

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Padma had been welcomed into the Tonks house and swiftly drew the little Harry into her arms. "Your counterpart is off doing something very dangerous." She said to the little boy. "You, however, are to be a good boy for Aunt Andi, do you understand me?"

He babbled at her and it sounded enough like a 'yes' that she smiled and kissed his hair. "Good little man, and don't go breaking Dora's heart either." She said with another smile.

"Auntie Pad! James wouldn't be mean to me!" Tonks said as she came racing into the living room with her mother. "He's my buddy!" She looked at Andromeda, "Isn't he Mummy?"

"Yes dear, but it always helps to make your expectations clear." Andromeda said before sitting on the couch opposite Padma, "So, what is that very dangerous thing?" She asked as she smoothed her robes upon sitting.

"We forgot one of those things. He went to go after it." Padma said with a sigh. "The danger comes from the possibility that he'll be late getting back. I trust him to deal with that thing, but we have a car coming soon."

"He'll be back soon, I'm sure." Andromeda said calmly, "He hasn't let you down yet."

That was true. That fact calmed Padma more than she was really willing to admit. Harry had always been her rock, her stability since they had begun dating what felt like a lifetime ago. Andromeda noticed the smile and laughed softly, "You aren't so punch-happy now. Perhaps being here helped you."

"It has. We have a chance for our counterparts here to grow up happy and without the threat of everyone they care about dying horribly." Padma said thoughtfully, "I'm married to the man I love, my sister won't be in a padded room, and one of our closest friends will grow up with both of her parents."

"Sounds like you two have accomplished all that anyone could ask of you."

"You and Cissy helped you know." Padma said to her, "Without you two I wouldn't have been able to deal with the Death Eaters. Or Skeeter." With the knowledge that her greatest secret was known Rita Skeeter had performed exactly to their wishes. Not only did she report the confessions of the Death Eaters, but she was also forbidden from reporting anything that wasn't true and illegal. No longer able to work in rumors and gossip, Skeeter had been forced to become the thing she hated most; an honest journalist.

They continued to talk until there was a knock on the door. Andromeda rose to get the door, "Something tells me that's your man." Andromeda said to Padma as she crossed the floor. Opening the door, she allowed Harry to come inside. "Speak of the Devil and he shall appear."

"She's calling me the Devil, so I assume I've done something." Harry said with a laugh as he followed her back to the couch. "I took care of it. We still have a little time before the car arrives so," he stopped talking and sat down beside Padma, "what did I miss?"

"Just me being stupid." Padma said lightly, "Luckily Andi is very good at getting me out of my more morose moments. The little man helps too." She added pressing another kiss to the younger Harrys hair.

"So, Paris then?" Andromeda said to the pair, "You'll love it. Ted's parents sent us to Paris for our honeymoon, though I think they did that because Bella sent me a box of severed heads as a wedding gift, thought we could hide there." She rolled her eyes, "Bella always did have a thing for dramatics."

"I absolutely don't apologize for killing her," Padma said to them.

Andromeda rolled her eyes indulgently, "Bellatrix Lestrange was a terrible woman. Bellatrix Black was clever, loyal, and very deadly to threats to the people she cared about. As far as I and Cissy are concerned, our sister died when she married Lestrange."

"Should I make another visit and deal with the brothers?" Padma offered, "I can pencil them in for a five o'clock 'cursed in the face' after the baby is born."

"No. They deserve the Hell the dementors offer them." Andromeda said coolly. "Now," she said, changing the subject, "let's talk about something more pleasant while we wait for your car. Namely setting up a marriage contract between your counterpart here and Nymphadora."

That caused a rather shocked look to appear on the face of Harry and Padma alike. Andromeda couldn't continue with a straight face and laughed, "I am kidding. You are very easy to toy with."

"I hate you."

Harry and Padma would never be able to tell just which of them said it first.

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"Paris is wonderful." Padma exclaimed happily as she lay on their bed. They had been in Paris for three days at this point and Padma could honestly say she had never enjoyed it more than now. They had been there before for the Ministry but that involved chasing a coven of hags through the Parisian Catacombs. This was much better. "Of course, the fact that we are in a luxury penthouse helps."

"Just a little." Harry conceded.

She reached for him and pulled him down onto the bed. "So, do we want to go find the Delacour family?" She smirked, "Andi might have gotten us with that marriage contract bullshit, but we can always get her back by getting Harry Jr together with Fleur Delacour."

"I suppose we need to get used to calling him 'James', since legally speaking he is James Hadrian Peverell." Harry said putting his arm behind her and drawing her against him. "Also, no to your idea. Fleur and Bill made a good couple."

Padma pouted but then grinned, "Very well Mr. Peverell. However, you owe me chocolate. Preferably with hot peppers."

"I doubt that habanero peppers stuffed with chocolate is a thing yet."

"Well go to a store and buy peppers then find a chocolate shop and buy me some dark chocolate. Go! The moody pregnant woman demands it!" Padma laughed and pointed at the door with a falsely imperious look.

"But you just pulled me onto the bed." Harry said in a fake whining voice, "It's too comfortable to move."

"Well, if you don't want your wife, the mother of your unborn daughter, to have a treat while she continues to swell with said unborn child." Padma said with a teasing lilt in her voice, "Then I suppose I'll have to seduce Cissy, she would take care of me."

"You keep threatening to bring her into our bedroom. I thought you knew threatening me with a good time was a bad idea. It's supposed to be something that I wouldn't want."

Padma rolled her eyes and cuddled into him. "Fine. But tomorrow I get waffles."

"Yes dear," Harry said patting her head in a falsely patronizing manner. "Waffles it is."

"And peppers with chocolate."

"Yes dear."

"If you pat my head again I'll hit you."

"Yes de- ouch!" Harry winced as once again he was reminded of just how sharp the elbows of one Padma Peverell happened to be. "Prat," Harry said as he rubbed his side.

"I love you too dear." Padma replied before closing her eyes, "Goodnight Harry."

"Goodnight Padma." He kissed her before using an offhanded gesture to shut the lights of their room.