Harry could admit he was not anxious to go to Godric's Hollow. He wanted to see his parents and Tonks, but he knew his stone was there. He was just happy Severus and his Aunt Petunia had managed to save his life. He planned to take Bree to see her, and let her know the spell worked. Knowing the truth, he wanted to make real peace with her, his daughter's name in part for her. He knew Remus was having a hard time as well. Though he had been focused on Harry, Remus had been mourning his own wife, for a year. Harry hoped that Remus would move on one day too. Moony reminded him even if he was ready, he was a wolf, and he was lucky Tonks dated him. Harry thought Remus was just not ready for it. He had focused on Teddy and getting Harry better, and needed time to move on. It was natural, he considered Harry a son too, and Harry needed him. Even Andromeda and Ted supported Remus, and reminded him that morning, their daughter would be happy if he moved on with someone. Both Fred and Tonks had huge hearts, and would want the men they loved to move on, and not just for the kids.

Teddy was a little over a year and could have come, but he was staying with Viktor and Oliver. Oliver had never imagined kids, but he had been besotted with his goddaughter since she was born. He was happy Harry was alive, and he didn't need to act as guardian, but happy to babysit.

Harry stopped and looked. "Where it all started."

Remus held his arm. "Your parents loved you so much."

Harry looked at the ruins. "I wish it was just their home that was lost."

Remus reminded him. "It was a safe house, but they never regretted….."

Harry had tears. "I finally understand."

Remus was confused. "Understand?"

Harry explained. "Why she refused to leave me. Why they both refused to leave me."

"You were their baby Harry. James may not have been in front of your crib, but he tried desperately to give Lily time."

Harry knew. "I hear him scream for her to run."

"You and Lily were his world."

"And Bree is mine." Harry finished.

Severus' voice came. "I am just happy I succeeded once."

Harry turned. "Once?"

Severus came over. "I failed to protect her and you."

Harry understood. "You did your best. And you saved me now."

Remus agreed. "You gave Lily a chance."

Severus had known what he risked when he warned them. He and Lucius had been spies since they had taken the mark. He had risked breaking cover though to warn Lily and James to go on the run. He had not known who the prophecy was about when he had told Voldemort. He had trusted Albus to keep them safe. He had his doubts, that Albus had not known that Peter was the secret keeper, and not Sirius. It took powerful magic to perform the spell. There was a chance he showed James how to enact it, but like Remus, he had his doubts in the past year or so.

Harry walked past the house, and tried to keep his eyes from the statue. To muggles it looked normal, but to them it was Harry with his parents. They had known this trip would be hard, and had suggested it wait, but he insisted he needed it.

George and the other brothers waited. "We just arrived."

Bill nodded. "We went to see him this morning."

Harry sighed. "I will move him when this is over."

George assured him. "He'd want to be with you."

Charlie agreed. "Even when you move on one day."

Bill though said. "And many years from now."

Harry knew Bill meant, Harry dying and not moving on, with his comment. "Thank you."

George worried. "Are you sure about this afternoon?"

Harry nodded. "It is time I reclaim my life."

Charlie assured him. "We are with you."

Remus nodded. "Many will be."

Harry knelt at the stones. "I wish you were here to Bryony."

Remus knelt with him. "You would love that little granddaughter."

Harry promised. "I will bring her when she is older."

Severus handed him some flowers. "I thought."

Remus was surprised when Severus handed him some. "Thank you."

Severus squeezed his shoulder but did not respond verbally. The two had been friends long enough, the words weren't needed. Harry had not realized how close they were. There was a reason Remus had trusted the man to help Harry escape, and not simply because of his love of Lily.

It had driven him nuts in the war days, when Remus told him he could trust the man. He was relieved to know that was the truth.

Harry was busy talking with the stones, his parents, Sirius and Tonks that he didn't notice two others arrive. The Malfoys had not planned to come, but they had heard that Harry was about to be interrupted. Draco had decided to accompany his father.

Severus saw them. "What are you doing here?"

Harry looked up. "I wasn't expecting you."

Lucius agreed. "It would seem odd."

Draco explained. "We came to warn you."

Harry was on edge. "Warn us?"

Remus calmed him. "We did wards."

Draco explained. "It seems your memorial moved to morning."

Charlie was confused. "It is after the school one."

Lucius nodded. "The official one. But your family is on its way."

Harry groaned. "Time to go."

George looked at his brothers. "They said nothing."

Bill smirked. "They knew we would not approve."

Harry stood. "Too early for a reunion."

Draco motioned. "This way."

Harry left with the others, but only far enough, to slip into his cloak. He watched the Weasleys for a time at the stone. He was surprised Hermione was there. He was happy she had not dragged the baby out for show. Fleur had been released that morning but she was home with Victoire. If there was anyone in the group who showed any real emotion, it was Arthur. Harry was reminded that he had a lot of people to love him. For one moment he thought of Bree, and the fact that the couple were the only grandparents she had. But he shook the thought away.

He said as he went to leave. "She has Andromeda and plenty of family. I will never let that woman near Bree, ever."

The school was set to host the first anniversary of the Great Battle. A huge monument had been made, and it was to be unveiled that day. It had been built where the tomb for Albus had once been. The tomb of course was taken down, when Albus came back to life. It had all been for show. The man had been sure to have the monument moved as soon as possible. He had encouraged this monument, to remove any memory of him faking his death. Also to avoid the suggestion a monument be made to Harry, the last thing he needed here. He used Harry's memory, but he needed to control it as best as he was able to. He had reminded people, Harry was selfless, and he would want all honored.

Albus had been looking out his window at the monument that he could see. The spell would be taken down during the ceremony. He had been patient this past year. He knew things had been too fresh to make a move with Harry's memory. But tomorrow that would end.

He heard the door open behind him. "What are you…."

Minerva was behind him. "Expecting someone?"

Albus had been. "Can I help you?"

Minerva reminded him. "The staff are gathered."

Albus didn't grasp. "Okay."

"You called a staff meeting before."

Albus had forgotten. "I will be down."

Minerva wondered. "You seem distracted."

Albus reminded her. "The ceremony."

Minerva sighed. "Thinking of those who were lost."

Albus hid a smirk. "Harry."

Minerva had an odd look. "He is on most minds."

Albus nodded. "His memory is to be honored at least."

Minerva looked out. "The monument."

Albus motioned to the door. "Just the start."

Minerva went to leave. "What do you mean?"

Albus just smiled. "You will see."

Minerva left the office but she did not like the sounds of what he had said. Albus had spoken to few people of his plans. He had few people he trusted any more since the end of the war. He had his doubts about Moody, but he had been one of the few useful ones. The Weasleys were the only ones who had any idea of what he had planned to come. Today was just the start and he was anxious to get started.

Minerva headed down towards the staff room and had this odd pit in her stomach. She was surprised when she met Filius and Poppy on the way, having thought all the staff was already in the staff room. She felt like she was walking in on something.

Poppy saw her. "Ready?"

Minerva nodded. "I went for Albus."

Filius had an odd look. "His big day."

Minerva was surprised. "The anniversary?"

Poppy nodded. "Today will be one of surprises."

Minerva had that feeling. "I got that sense from Albus."

Filius stopped. "What do you mean?"

"He was cryptic. Somehow I have the feeling we don't speak of the same thing."

Poppy had an odd smile. "Today is one for change."

Filius added. "Just be prepared."

Minerva was not sure. "I don't know if I like the sounds."

Poppy assured her. "You will."

Minerva sighed. "I hope it is better than Albus'. I fear what he plans to do with Harry's memory now."

Poppy assured her. "Your lions will have their day."

Filius agreed. "Patience."

Harry may have had his doubts but these two did not. Minerva may have been his second in command, but her loyalty was to the order. She may have been blind at times, but her priorities were not to be doubted. Keeping the kids of this school safe was always number one for her. And though she had not been approachable, she cared deeply for her house. She had been very proud to have Harry in her house.

Albus walked down into the staff room, and led the teachers out onto the grounds. It was still school year, so the kids were still there. The families of those who died in the final battle, and during the war were gathered. The lawns were full of people of every age that day.

Albus went forward. "We are gathered here today to honor the anniversary of the final battle, and those lost."

A voice called. "My sister."

Molly could be heard. "My brothers and son."

Many voices rang out. "Harry."

Albus hid a cringe. "Of course his sacrifice is at the center of all our minds today."

Someone called as the monument unveiled. "Where is his name?"

"Yes it should be at the top." Another called.

Albus tried to remind them. "It honors all who were lost."

A woman stood. "But he saved us all."

"He should have a place of honor."

Albus smiled. "And he will. We must take today to live as he would have us, and change the world to better."

A figure appeared. "And how would you know what changes he would wish?"

Albus turned. "He was like a grandson. We spoke often."

The figure came forward. "Before or after you faked your death and lied to him?"

Albus glared. "Who are you to judge our bond?"

The figure came on to the stage. "Who better?"

Albus was shaking in rage. "Hiding behind a cloak."

The figure threw back his hood. "No, dear Albus, that is more your style."

Shock ran through both Albus and the audience. Albus thought surely he was seeing a ghost and the crowd was no better. Standing before them was Harry. Draco was enjoying the looks, he had the same look he knew when he was in Canada and saw Harry for the first time. The crowd was amazed and shocked. Albus looked shocked but angry in a way, and was doing a bad job of hiding his mixed emotions as he stood there.

Harry opened his arms. "What no hug? I thought you were just saying you looked at me like a grandson."