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Harry closed the entrance to Dumbledore's tomb. "May you never be disturbed again." Harry leaned his forehead against the entrance for a few seconds. He turned and walked toward Ron and Hermione, who were standing a bit further from him.
The three of them headed back towards the castle. They heard loud laughter near them. Looking around, they saw some students tickling Grawp while others were throwing food into his mouth still. As they neared the Whomping Willow, Harry slowed down and stared at it for a bit. "You guys go on ahead, I just..." Harry nodded toward the Willow.
"You want some help, mate?" asked Ron.
Harry shook his head. "I think this is something that I have to do. Thank you, though."
"Are you sure?" asked Hermione.
Harry nodded. "Go on back to the castle. Let Ginny know that I'll be there soon." Ron placed a hand on Harry's shoulder before heading up to the castle. They nodded toward each other as Harry headed for the Willow. He looked over his shoulder and watched Ron and Hermione walk up the stairs into the Great Hall. He turned back towards the Willow and bumped into someone, sending that person to the ground. Instinctively, Harry stuck out a hand to help him up.
"I'm sorry. I wasn't watching where I was go--" Harry stopped when he noticed it was Draco Malfoy on the ground before him. Malfoy looked at Harry and then at his hand. After a moment, he accepted Harry's hand and stood up. They stood in silence for a couple of seconds.
"Um...last night..." Draco started in a low voice. He took a deep breath and stared determinedly at the air surrounding Harry. "I just wanted..." He exhaled and looked at Harry in the eye. "Thank you. For saving my life." With that, he turned and headed towards the Great Hall.
Harry resisted the urge to yell "twice!" after him and proceeded to the Whomping Willow. He took out his wand and used the same branch that Ron had used earlier to prod the knot on the trunk. Harry dropped to his knees and crawled through the tight space, mentally preparing himself for what was to come.
He stopped when he reached the end of the tunnel. He had struggled crawling through the tunnel and wasn't sure how he was going to carry Snape through it. He looked at his wand in his hand and thought better of it, sticking it into his back pocket. He wanted to do this without magic, as he had done with Dobby. Harry pushed into the room and his breath was caught in his throat. He leaned against the wall so that he wouldn't collapse to his feet. Harry took a couple of deep breaths and walked over to Snape. He touched Snape's hand, which was resting across his chest after letting go of Harry. He shivered at the coldness of it. He looked at the two dots of dried blood on his throat and pulled up Snape's cloak to cover it. Harry then took another deep breath and put his arms under Snape's shoulders.
Almost an hour later, Harry finally pulled himself and Snape out of the small tunnel in the Whomping Willow. He knew it was going to be hard, but he didn't think of the dead weight of Snape's body, a man who was taller and stronger than him. The only thing that kept him going was that he was doing this for his mother. As Snape had done, keeping Harry alive for all those years. Harry didn't think his mother would want her best friend to be forgotten in the Shrieking Shack. He also wanted to give some sort of repayment to Snape for risking his life more than anyone else.
Harry stopped for a minute to wipe the sweat running down the side of his face. He stretched his arms and bent to pick up Snape around the shoulders again when he noticed a shadow coming toward him. Harry turned and was surprised to see Malfoy standing in front of him again. Malfoy didn't say a word; he just looked at Harry and Snape and moved to bend down and pick up Snape by his legs. Harry saw this and picked up Snape around his shoulders. Together, the two silently and slowly moved back toward the castle.
Draco looked around as he and Harry entered the Great Hall. He looked toward the place where the bodies of Fred, Tonks, and Lupin lay. Harry followed his gaze and nodded. They laid Snape down next to Lupin, gently, almost as if he were asleep. The two of them wiped their hands on their pants and nodded to each other. Draco left for his mother and father, who were watching them afar, standing over Bellatrix Lestrange's body. Harry looked at them and didn't say a word, though he noticed that the look of hatred and malice in Lucius's eyes were gone. He also noticed that he no longer showed fear and terror in his eyes, as was the case when Voldemort took over his home. Harry thought he looked confused. 'This is a confusing time for all of us,' he thought, walking into the entrance hall once more.
The wail of a baby broke his thoughts as he walked outside. Harry looked around, confused, for what was a baby doing at Hogwarts? He saw an older woman, who looked weary by time, walking up the steps, struggling to hold a diaper bag and a bundle of blankets. Harry immediately walked over to the woman and took the diaper bag. He recognized Andromeda Tonks at once.
"Mrs. Tonks."
Andromeda's head shot up as she heard her name. "Yes?" She, too, recognized Harry and immediately burst into tears. Harry put his free arm around Andromeda and led her into the castle. The baby continued to cry.
"Mrs. Tonks...is this...is this Teddy?"
Andromeda looked at Harry with tears flowing down her face. She nodded. "Harry, meet your godson." She looked down into the bundle of blankets in her arms. "And Teddy meet your godfather. He saved us all." She gave Harry a small smile and nudged him closer to look into the blankets.
Harry's eyes immediately started watering when he noticed the brown hair on the baby's head. 'Hair like Remus,' he thought.
"Would you like to hold him?"
His eyes widened in fear and shock. "Oh, no, Mrs. Tonks. I've never actually held a baby before. I wouldn't know what to do."
She smiled at him again. "You'll be fine. And call me Andromeda. We're family now." She instructed Harry to hold out his arms and proceeded to place Teddy within them. "Just make sure you support his back and his head."
Harry stood awkwardly in front of Andromeda, holding Teddy. He looked down and saw that Teddy's hair was changing into the spiky teal green that he saw in pictures. Teddy stopped crying. Harry smiled and tears began running down his face. He felt Andromeda put her hand on Harry's back. He looked at her again.
Harry took a deep breath. "They...they're in the Great Hall." Andromeda gave a small nod and the two of them walked into the Great Hall.
She immediately spotted her daughter and son-in-law and ran over to them. She cried loudly over them, wailing and calling for them. Harry turned away from this. He wanted to leave her in a moment of privacy with them. He slowly walked over to her and tried to awkwardly place his arm around her shoulders. He kneeled as slowly as he could while holding Teddy and sat next to her. Andromeda took Teddy from his arms and whispered to him, pointing to his parents and taking the hands of Lupin and Tonks. She placed their hands entwined with one another and stood up, followed by Harry. She took a deep breath and wiped her eyes with a free hand. Harry grabbed Andromeda into a hug, with Teddy between them.
"Come here," he said. He took her hand and led her across the room.
Harry cleared his throat. Lucius, Narcissa, and Draco jumped at the sound. The three of them and Andromeda looked at Harry with expressions of surprise. Harry looked at Narcissa.
"You're sisters. That's all that matters. You're family. All each other has got."
Narcissa and Andromeda stood across from one another, staring each other down. Lucius and Draco were standing together behind Narcissa, shielding Bellatrix's body. Narcissa looked from Teddy to Andromeda and back to Teddy. She didn't say a word to Andromeda, but nodded her head towards Bellatrix's body and motioned for her to come closer.
Harry walked away, leaving them in private for their family reunion. He glanced back and noticed that Lucius had moved to the other side of Narcissa, in order to get further away from Andromeda. Draco kept looking from his mother, to the aunt he never met, to the baby in his aunt's arms, to his dead aunt, lying on the ground in front of him. Narcissa and Andromeda were kneeling next to Bellatrix's body, both of them seeming to be wiping tears from their eyes, but not getting any closer than they already were.
Harry turned, wondering where Ron, Hermione, and Ginny were.
He found them with George and Percy in the Gryffindor common room, surrounded by a handful of fellow Gryffindors. A few of them had solemn expressions on their faces, but Harry was surprised to see most of them smiling and laughing, including the Weasleys, Hermione, and Lee Jordan.
Harry took a seat next to Giny, taking her hand into his and giving it a kiss as he sat down. "What's going on?" he whispered to her.
She grinned at him. "We're celebrating Fred's life the way he would have wanted us to remember him."
"I think we should all know that it was my idea for the swamp," George was saying.
"I remember Fudge talking about that," said Percy. "And everything else the two of you, and the rest of you, were up to that year." He looked around at the people around him.
"The best were the fireworks," said Seamus excitedly. "Remember when the Catherine wheel mated with that loose bit of firework?"
"No," disagreed Lee. "The best bit were the Skiving Snackboxes. Fever Fudge, Puking Pastilles, Noseblood Nougats, and Fainting Fancies."
"I'm with Seamus," interrupted Katie Bell. "Those fireworks were the start. They were fantastic."
George smiled fondly. "It was Fred's idea to make them multiply when they would try Vanishing it."
"Remember when Colin first came to Hogwarts?" said Dean.
Oliver laughed. "Harry this, Harry that. He was even taking pictures during our Quidditch practice!" Everyone laughed as Harry blushed. "Can I take your picture, Harry?"
"Can I have your autograph, Harry?" chimed in Ron, laughing. Harry playfully hit him across the head.
"And then he and Dennis charmed those Diggory badges to say 'Potter Really Stinks!'" added Angelina. Everyone burst out laughing.
"Oh, has it really come to that?" said Harry, blushing.
"Sorry, mate," said Ron. "I know you're going to be even more famous and stuff, but we know how you really are."
"Remember when my mimbulus mimbletonia spat up on you?" said Neville. "You were covered in Stinksap!"
"And all of your dententions!" yelled Angelina. "Were you trying to take on Fred and George for most detentions ever?"
"At least he had his head on straight," said George, clapping a hand on Harry's back.
"He even had detention on the Quidditch Final last year!" exclaimed Ginny. "And he was Captain!"
"Hermione," said Ron.
"Hmm?" Hermione looked at Ron next to her.
"Remember how your boggart was McGonagall telling you that you failed everything!"
Hermione scowled while everyone laughed. "That was the first year we had a decent Defense teacher," she said, wistfully. Everyone was silent for a bit in respects to their former professor.
"Remember those kappas?" said Parvati.
"And the grindylows!" added Lavender.
Everyone jumped a bit when they heard a crack! Kreacher looked around, holding a tray full of butterbeers.
"Wow, thanks Kreacher," Harry said, jumping up to help Kreacher pass it around.
"Master is welcome," said Kreacher. He walked around the room, handing out butterbeers, with Regulus's locket bouncing on chest with every step.
George accepted his with a strange look on his face. "Harry, I have no idea what you've done, but..." George's eyes widened. "I have no words!"
Kreacher stood in front of George and bowed. "Kreacher heard tales of the young master and his twin. They are well-loved by the house-elves of Hogwarts." Kreacher straightened up and looked at Harry, Ron, and Hermione. He bowed and disapparated.
Everyone was silent for a bit, holding their butterbeers and not saying a word.
Harry cleared his throat. He stood, facing everyone, and was reminded of the time he stood in front of everyone at Hog's Head when they formed Dumbledore's Army. "A toast," he said. "To all of those who have gave their lives fighting for the greater good. Fighting for all that we care about. Who have passed in the very walls that we have spent the better part of seven years of our lives." He raised his glass. The others followed. "Fred, Remus, Tonks, Snape. May you be at peace wherever you are." He took a sip of his butterbeer.
Everyone repeated what he said and took a sip.
Ron cleared his throat. "And to Harry. Thank you for saving our lives." He raised his glass and took a sip. Everyone followed.
Harry blushed and raised his glass once more. "To all of you. Thank you for risking your lives." He looked at Ron and Hermione. "Thank you for sticking with me when I had no idea what to do." He looked at George, Percy, and Ginny. "Thank you for accepting me into your family." He looked at Neville, Seamus, and Dean. "Thank you for rooming with me for six years. And for fighting last night." He looked pointedly at Neville and Seamus. "And for all of those months of rebellion that you have done against the Carrows here." He looked at Dean and nodded a bit. The two of them were remembering the events at the Malfoy Manor. Harry turned to Oliver, Angelina, Katie, and Alicia. "Thank you for putting up with a first-year on the Quidditch Team." They smiled. He looked at Lavender and Parvati and smiled. "Thank you for risking your lives. Thank you for fighting." Harry raised his glass and took another sip. Everyone once more followed.
Later that day, Harry stood over the body of Lord Voldemort. Ron, Hermione, Kingsley, and Hagrid stood behind him. Harry looked at them and nodded. Hagrid walked over to the body and picked it up. Harry led the way to Moaning Myrtle's bathroom and held the door open for Hagrid, Ron, Hermione, and Kingsley. Moaning Myrtle came out of her bathroom to watch.
Harry looked at the tap with the small serpent on it. He imagined it alive as he had done so many years ago. "Open." Nothing happened. Harry looked confused as he glanced at Ron and Hermione. He bent over the sink and said again, "Open.". Again, nothing happened.
Hermione looked at him with understanding and pushed Ron forward. Harry looked at Ron and nodded. Ron was the one who opened the Chamber the night before to retrieve the basilisk fangs even though they didn't need to use it on Ravencslaw's diadem. Ron stared at the sink with a determined look in his eyes and made a horrible strangling noise. Nothing happened again. Ron shook it off and stared hard at the sink again. He made the same noise and immediately the chamber opened.
Harry looked at Kingsley and jumped through the tunnel, followed by Ron, Hermione, Kingsley, and Hagrid, still hanging on to the body of Voldemort. They each landed on their feet and Harry looked around, remembering the tunnels. He led them through one such tunnel that he knew would eventually lead them to the place where he faced off with the basilisk and Riddle, when he came out of the diary. The procession, led by Harry, silently clambered through the tunnels and all that was heard was the crunching of the bones of dead mice and rats that accumulated over the centuries.
"Through here, Harry," said Ron. Ron pointed toward one tunnel. Harry nodded and went through the tunnel. He exited and kicked away a couple of rocks in his way. Harry continued to the center of the room and recognized one side of the room as the place where the basilisk entered through. He took a couple steps away from where Riddle had almost resumed his human form and pointed.
"Over here, Hagrid," he said. Hagrid nodded and set the body of Lord Voldemort down at Harry's feet. They both took a few steps back. Harry thought hard at what to do next. Kingsley stepped forward and took out his wand to conjure a coffin. He gingerly lifted the body with his wand and placed it in the coffin. He then closed the coffin and looked to Harry.
Harry walked forward and leaned over the coffin. He looked around and saw a large, seemingly flat stone near the coffin. Harry grabbed it and as he did with Dobby, wrote something for Lord Voldemort. He thought hard for a bit, once more, with the other four people standing behind him, patiently waiting. Harry took out his wand and began to make marks across the stone.
Tom Marvolo RiddleUnderneath this, Harry also put,
Lord Voldemort
He then looked around the chamber for any sort of idea. After a moment, Harry included,
The Last Descendant of Slytherin
He placed the stone across the coffin, visible to the four who stood behind him. Harry glanced at them briefly and leaned down, whispering to where the head of Voldemort's body was.
"I was probably the only one who understood you, aside from Dumbledore." He took a deep breath. "And I feel sorry for you." Harry turned, motioned for Ron, Hermione, Kingsley, and Hagrid to follow him and led the way out of the tunnel. Hermione pulled out her wand and placed a charm upon the five of them to float to the bathroom since Fawkes wasn't there to guide them.
Kingsley brushed the dirt and dust off of him and looked at Harry. "I must go. There is much to do." Harry nodded. Kingsley stuck out his hand to Harry, Ron, and Hermione and shook their hands. "I will return tomorrow for the Hogwarts memorial."
Hagrid followed Kingsley out of the girls bathroom and waved at the trio behind him.
"We should get to the Great Hall," said Hermione. "Everyone will be in there and we should be with your family," she told Ron. He nodded and the three of them left the bathroom.
"Harry? Excuse me, Harry?"
Harry stopped walking when he heard his name being called. "You guys go ahead," he told Ron and Hermione. They were in front of the Great Hall now and Harry turned around. He gave a small smile and stuck his hand out. "Dennis." Harry looked at the older man and woman standing on either side of him and moved his hand to them. "You must be Colin's parents." The two of them nodded. "He was a brave, brave person." Colin's mother burst into tears while his father looked down, trying to compose himself. Dennis put his arm around his mother and looked at Harry, giving him a small smile. "Please, come this way." Harry led them to Colin's body, where Oliver had laid him down earlier. Colin's mother immediately threw herself at Colin while his father and brother embraced each other. Harry looked away immediately, feeling like he was infringing on the family's grief. He walked over to where the Weasleys, Hermione, Andromeda, and baby Teddy, held by Fleur, surrounded the bodies of Fred, Remus, and Tonks.
"Harry," said Mr. Weasley, noticing his arrival. "Professor McGonagall would like to see you. She is in the entrance hall, meeting with the parents and relatives of those who have..." Harry nodded and headed for the entrance hall.
Harry looked around, noticing many people who he did not recognize, but all of them stopped and waved at him. He saw many families comforting each other, crying together, and holding each other. He also saw the centaurs Bane and Magorian helping Firenze to his feet. Harry stepped into the entrance hall and waited for McGonagall to finish speaking with a couple of the parents milling the entrance hall.
"Harry," McGonagall started. "We wish to bury Severus today. Would you gather the students and anyone else who wish to pay their respects? We will gather outside in approximately an hour's time.
Harry nodded. As he began to walk away, he wondered who would want to go the Snape's funeral. Harry knew that Snape was universally hated around the school, aside from the Slytherins, but he didn't think that any of them would go. Instead of heading back into the Great Hall, Harry decided to go to the headmistress's office, to speak with Dumbledore. He noticed many things around the castle, trying to repair everything that was broken in the battle earlier. He saw Filch, who was unlike his usual self, less surlier and grumpy than before. Harry equated that with the fact that numerous students were helping him clean the halls. The staues of armor, still enchanted, were also squeaking around, trying to help fix whatever could be fixed.
Changing directions again, Harry headed for the dungeons. He figured that even though Snape had become the headmaster in the preceding school year, he would've stayed in his bedroom in the dungeons. Harry found the Slytherin common room and instead of trying to figure out how to enter, he felt around the stone walls surrounding the door. He fell through one particular stone block and looked around.
No doubt he had found Snape's room, for everything was black and looked as if they were rarely touched. Harry began looking around, searching for something that he was not yet sure of. He found many bottles of potions ingredients, some full, some empty, and some that have not yet been opened. He began to rummage through drawers, but did not find anything until he reached the bottom drawer. Harry pulled out what looked like a miniature chest and noticed that it was the only thing that looked as if it had been touched since it didn't have the same layer of dust on it. He opened it away from his face, afraid of anything that might come jumping out, remembering Hermione's bout with Fred and George's kaleidoscope last year.
When nothing jumped out at him, Harry peered into the chest and pulled out a handful of papers. A lot of it were Snape's old potions homework, most of them being E's or O's. He pulled out a few old quills and tossed them aside. At the bottom of the chest, Harry pulled out a handful of old wizarding photographs. He looked at them in astonishment. Here were pictures of his mother at eleven years old. Harry noticed that she and the younger Snape were not yet wearing their house colors and recognized her hair from Snape's memory. Harry looked through each of the pictures, noticing that as they grew in age, Snape and his mother had less pictures taken with each other. At the end of the stack of photographs, Harry found the ripped photograph of his mother. He looked through his pockets and pulled out the picture of him on the toy broomstick and his father running through the picture, the other part of the photograph. He pulled out his wand and tapped the two photographs with his wand. In an instant, they became one, almost as if they had never been parted. Not bothering to put anything back where he had found out, Harry left Snape's room and found Lucius and Draco Malfoy leaving the Slytherin common room.
"Snape's funeral will be in about half an hour," Harry said. He looked at Lucius and then Draco. "If you want to go. It will be outside, near Dumbledore." Before hearing their reply, Harry walked away, eager to find Ron and Hermione to show them the photos that he found.
On his way back to the Great Hall, Harry saw many more students, all from Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, and Ravenclaw. "Snape's funeral will be outside, near Dumbledore!" he called to each of them. Harry didn't know whether or not they would heed his words and attend Snape's funeral, but he didn't care. He knew Snape deserved a funeral like Dumbledore's, but would probably not receive it. He knew that Snape was one of the most hated and feared teachers at Hogwarts. Even though everyone heard his testimony of Snape being Dumbledore's, Harry wasn't sure how much everyone would put their thoughts of Snape aside. Even he hasn't completely put his own feelings of Snape aside. Harry continued telling everyone he saw of Snape's funeral out on the grounds, not listening to whatever reply they had.
"Hermione," Harry whispered, approaching the big group in the Great Hall. "Look what I found in Snape's bedroom."
Hermione took the stack of photographs from Harry's hand interestedly. She flicked through them, eyes growing with each picture. As she finished looking through them, she organized the photos into one stack and looked at Harry. "What will you do with these?"
Harry furrowed his brow. "I'm not sure. I want to keep them, but..." Hermione nodded fervently. "But Snape's funeral will be outside soon."
Hermione nodded again. "We should probably head out there soon." She turned to the group and said solemnly, "Professor Snape's funeral will be outside soon. We should head out there."
Harry, not waiting for anybody, hurried outside as if there were a big crowd heading for the doors. He ran out on the grounds, still holding the stack of photographs in one hand, in the direction of Dumbledore's tomb. Harry saw Professors McGonagall, Sprout, Flitwick, and Slughorn surrounding the area next to Dumbledore's tomb, next to where Harry figured Snape's would be. Harry panted as he stopped next to McGonagall. She gave him a tight-lipped smile and gestured for him to sit in the chairs that she had drawn up. Not expecting many, McGonagall only drew up about ten or so chairs. Ron and Hermione immediately slipped into the seats next to him and while the other three teachers sat down also. Harry looked upon the black marble tomb before him, deeply contrasting the white marble of Dumbledore's next to him.
McGonagall looked at the six people in front of her and said that they would start in a few minutes. She drew up a chair for herself in front of everyone and sat down, eyes sweeping the people before her. Harry did not hear people walking into the chairs behind him, therefore believing that Snape's funeral was attended only by him and his two best friends and Snape's colleagues. He noticed how informal Snape's funeral was to Dumbledore's. Harry knew that Snape was an extremely private person and that he was disliked by many people, especially in the past year, but he never imagined that nobody would attend the funeral of the man who has kept him alive for all of these years.
Harry looked down at his lap, somewhat disappointed in his fellow witches and wizards, and didn't bother looking up as Hagrid brought the body of Snape into the tomb. McGonagall stood up to presumably begin the ceremony and Hagrid walked out of the tomb and stood awkwardly off to the side. She cleared her throat and began to speak, looking at the seven pairs of eyes before her.
"Severus Snape, headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, will be laid to rest today. He has taught--"
Harry stopped listening to McGonagall speak about Snape. He didn't want to hear about the things that were common knowledge about Snape, but Harry thought that McGonagall also looked a bit disappointed that many more people did not bother attending. Harry stood up, interrupting McGonagall's speech. She looked at him, surprised and gestured for him to come forward.
Harry kept his eyes on the ground as he walked to where McGonagall was standing before them. She took Harry's seat and looked attentively at him. Harry cleared his throat and looked around, at the Forbidden Forest and the lake in the distance. "Severus Snape...I--" Harry stopped, distracted by the large rumble of footsteps headed in their direction. He, along with McGonagall, Ron, Hermione, Hagrid, Slughorn, Sprout, and Flitwick watched as students and parents surrounded the tombs. Because of the lack of seating, many of them stood, though some students sat on the grass. Harry noticed Lucius Malfoy, along with Draco and Narcissa, moving toward the front of the group, directly in front of Harry. The Weasleys stood with Hagrid off to the side, while members of the DA stood and sat behind Ron and Hermione.
Harry took a deep breath and looked around. "Severus Snape was not one of my favorite people. In fact, he would have been on my list for the people that I hate most. But...Severus Snape was the bravest man that I knew. And I didn't even know it until after his death." Harry paused for a bit before starting again. "I owe Severus Snape...my life. Without him, I would probably not be here." Harry gazed upon the students and parents before him. Some of them he had recognized, others he didn't. "I know some of you probably believe that Severus Snape was a Death Eater, the one that killed Dumbledore." Harry gestured to the white tomb. "But what you don't know is that Severus Snape was truly Dumbledore's. He risked his life, several times, to ensure that we would be able to somehow be free." Harry looked at George and the side of his head where an ear should've been. "He's made some mistakes in his lifetime, accidents and regrets. But he is only human. He felt sadness, pain, happiness, love. Severus Snape was the bravest man that I knew." Harry bowed his head and pulled out the photographs of his mother and Snape from his pocket and put it in Snape's tomb, resting it on his heart. He resumed his seat as McGonagall stood up and took her place where Harry had been.
"To Severus Snape! The brave headmaster, Potions master of Hogwarts." McGonagall pulled out her wand and flicked it a few times. The entrance to Snape's tomb was sealed and a few firecrackers emitted from the tip of her wand. She looked at the people before her and smiled.
Everyone headed back to the castle in a solemn sort of silence. Lucius walked up to the tomb and put his hand on it, his head bent against the tomb. Harry, Ron, and Hermione, joined the rest of the Weasleys before walking back up to the castle.
Now there will be one more part. I thought it would be more fitting to split up the second part into two parts. I should have it up by Tuesday. Please review!