A few months later:
Life goes on and the wizarding world picked itself up and moved on. Hogwarts was rebuilt and
students returning. Far away in, Godric's hollow, a red haired man with eyes that far outages his years
and a brunette heavy with child but with the same pair of old wise eyes stared down a grave stone that
said:
Harry James Potter
Beloved Friend
Savior of the World
Boy-Who-Lived another day
(You'll never be forgotten)
There were lilies on the grave. The red haired man whispered, "Harry, we'll never forget you. You
gave up so much and risked so much for a world who once scorned you. You're a true hero mate.
You gave us the hope to go on". "You're now as free as the rain you love Harry. We'll live to the best
we can for you Harry", added the brunette, "Goodbye Harry, Fly Free". With that, the couple held
hands and walked away. They'll visit many times and their children and grandchildren and great great
grandchildren will never forget the true Harry Potter but that was for another day, another time. Now,
they had to go on with their lives. Fly Free Harry.
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