300 Years

by Kurai Ummei

Many people were lost in the war against Voldemort. Regardless of side, whole families were shattered or erased entirely. Amidst the postwar mockery of peace, Harry Potter decides he just can't let things sit. Being a Master of Death has to be good for something, right? Well okay, he might need a little help to pull this one off... (Warnings: Jaded!Harry, moral grays, Evil!Author)

13. Chapter 13

Thirteen:

The flight out to the backwater was long and boring, but Ruby still visited every year. Staring out at the night sky through the floor to ceiling windows, ignoring both the chatter of other passengers and the low hum of the news holovids across the cabin, Ruby was close to falling asleep.

"BEEP! BE-BEEEEP!" Went her cell phone, and she rushed to quell the message alert tone. Mouthing a 'sorry!' to a nearby woman who glared at the sudden sound, Ruby hit the unlock and waited for the facial recognition to verify her face.

'You have: 1 New Message' read the display. 'From: Tia Xiao Long - Hey sweetheart, Yang told us you're coming home to visit Summer. If you have time, stop by okay? We miss you! Xoxoxo.' Ruby smiled sleepily and replied.

'Hey mama! Yeah, I'm going out to tell mom that I graduated. I'll stop by before I head back, see you soon!' A few clicks and soft beeps later the message was on it's way.