Harry gazed out from the window within his suite on board The U.N.S. Ark as Earth, his home planet finally die as her atmosphere collapses, allowing the raw elements of the cosmos to bombard her surface, evaporating waters and incinerating the rest, turning the once beautiful green and blue planet into a black and grey hunk of space rock. Though Harry was now the last known vampire, and had been for centuries of generations muggles, after learning about the existence of vampires and lycans, hunted them down to near extinction with the end of the world effectively killing the rest, he had never let it get to him; the "Last Immortal" indeed. He was unsure the fate of Selene, Eve, David, and Lena but as he had become friends with them, even becoming the first fourth Elder and David's lover, and had heard nothing of or from them for decades, it was most logical to assume they had perished as well; he had mourned, especially for David, the only other man he had loved other than Draco, for over twenty years before realizing he had to move on or let his grief consume him and he wasn't yet ready to embark on the "Next Great Adventure". Looking back now, so much had changed for Earth and her people during the past several millennia.
Mankind truly had advanced into the Technological Era, the muggles at least had, the Wizarding Worlds had only just begun to experience silent films. Overpopulation was solved with the discovery of true space travel and colonies on Earth's moon, the moons of Jupiter, Saturn and Neptune, Mars' surface with others in orbit around Venus, Jupiter and Saturn; there were even colonies within the gas clouds of Jupiter and within the asteroid field separating Mars from Jupiter. World Hunger had been eradicated with the invention of a new form of science and technology that, once combined, allowed for replicators that could take data and certain elements and molecules in order to replicate foods and beverages that were just as delicious and healthy as naturally grown and made foods and beverages. Diseases such as cancer, AIDs, and even the common cold now had vaccines and cures; humans, unless they were truly sick, no longer even had headaches.
It had been going very well until humans decided they could draw an endless source of energy from the Earth's core and mantle. While it seemed to work perfectly it was only just five years prior that the both had begun to destabilize causing the surface to experience violent storms, earthquakes, tsunamis, climate changes, volcanic eruptions, etc. The ten percent of humans, and three percent of magicals, that survived constructed stronger and larger ships than ever before in order to immediately have a planetary evacuation, only five percent of humans, and none of the magicals (but himself of course), lived through the project. Now here he was, a vampire of three thousand years, on board one of various vessels bearing wittness as the once thriving planet was demolished to a now forever barren and charred hunk of rock, wiping all past remnants of Earth's vast history from existence.
The sounds of blaring sirens permeated the air, resonating throughout the ship as various escape pods blasted to safety, or at least what was thought as safety. Harry was in his pod, the final, according to the computer, remaining on the ship; the Immortal knew, unlike the panicked minds of others forgot, that to launch while the ship was still in warp travel (the technology was named warp capability in honour of Star Trek muggles seemed to love) would literally tear the pod apart, resulting in a very painful end. The vampire's only hope was to beg the ship remained intact until it was safe to launch, that the ship would soon come out of warp so he could launch, and pray the ship didn't come out of warp only to collide with a planet, a star, a black hole, etc.
A jolt stirred the entire ship as if said vessel as collided into a solid wall screaming The Ark had come out of warp and it was now safe to launch any escape pods. Certain it was now as safe as it ever was going to be, Harry typed in a series of commands to ignite the pod's engines, to allow disconnection from The Ark, and safety protocols before finally pressing one last button that ejected the escape pod from the larger ship just in time (*sigh* how… clique *sigh*) to wittness as The Ark, guided by the ship's by now ruptured warp core, implode in on itself, literally being compressed and crushed, before exploding outwards in a dazzling, fiery array of blues, greens, oranges, reds, violets, and yellows. The final concussive, shockwave of a blast sent the escape pod, with a vampire Harry Potter as its passenger, hurtling towards a previously unnoticed planet. The heat and pressure of the free fall through the planet's atmosphere at such a speed, which would have killed any mortal, had Harry losing consciousness; the last thought through Harry's mind was the planet reminded him of Earth before all went black.