The next morning, Harry woke up early again. He waited eagerly for Hermione to apparate to his house so they could meet up with everyone else. After Hermione came, they flooed to the Weasleys and from there, they flooed to Luna's house. Luna was excited to see them. Harry and Hermione noticed the erumpent horn right away and tried to explain to the others why it's dangerous, but Luna and her father kept insisting it was the horn of a crumple horned snorkack. When the conversation was getting nowhere, Luna suggested they go down to the stream. They spent an hour at the stream, not talking about anything in particular. When they came back inside, Harry noticed and pointed out Ravenclaw's diadem. Xenophilius was delighted that Harry recognized it. They all struggled to keep a straight face when he described the wrackspurt siphons, billywig propeller, and dirigible plum. Luna served them some gurdyroots which tasted pretty disgusting. They sat around with their cups, talking about their holidays. After Luna finished drinking, (the rest of them couldn't choke it down,) she showed them her room. They all admired her painting of her friends.

"You're very talented," Harry said.

"I like to paint," Luna told him.

Harry asked to see some copies of the Quibbler. He was happy to see no mention of undesirable number one. Eventually, they all went home. Harry was relieved to be walking out the door without exploding the horn.

The rest of the holiday passed quickly and things seemed normal when Harry went back to school. The next few months passed quickly with Gryffindor winning their quidditch match against Hufflepuff. One day in March, Harry wrote Lee Jordan a letter, telling him about the lame replacements for him at quidditch matches, suggesting he start a radio show, and letting him know that school was dull without him and the Weasley twins. He then asked Sirius if Ted Tonks and Dirk Cresswell are okay. Sirius assured him that they are. He suggested to Dean that he write to his family. Dean looked at him as if he was crazy. Harry decided it was time to visit Remus.

"Hi Harry," Remus said cheerfully when Harry entered his office.

"Thank you for all the nice things you said about me," Harry said shyly.

"What did I say?" Remus asked. "Are you referring to our Christmas talk?"

"You said that I'm a symbol of the triumph of good, the power of innocence, and the need to keep resisting," Harry told him.

"I don't remember saying that, but I'll take your word for it," Remus said.

"You also said to follow my instincts, which are good and nearly always right," Harry said.

"How are my instincts?" Remus asked, trying unsuccessfully to hide the amusement in his voice.

"If your instincts tell you not to marry Tonks because of your problem, or if they tell you to abandon Tonks and Teddy, there's something wrong with them," Harry said.

"I guess you influenced me the right way," Remus said, "because my instincts are to try to be a parent for you before marrying Tonks so I could be a better father. My instincts also tell me that now is a good time to look at some favorite pictures again."

Harry sat down next to Remus and they looked through his album.

"I changed a lot," Harry said when they finished.

"You're not a baby anymore," Remus said giving Harry a hug, "but you grew up nice. Anytime you want to talk, you're welcome to come here."

"Thank you," Harry said as he left the room.

He then wrote a letter to Fred and George, telling them that school is dull without them. He suddenly remembered that the snatchers were coming to take him to Malfoy manor. He raced to the Slytherin common room and found Draco.

"Is your house Tom's headquarters?" Harry asked anxiously.

"You're losing it again," Draco said. "You know, I really expected you to let me our quidditch match last fall. You were so out of it during the game."

"Please don't tell the death eaters who I am," Harry said.

"Who are you?" Draco asked, amused.

"Thanks," Harry said.

"Don't identify Hermione either," Harry told him.

"There are no death eaters anymore," Draco said.

"Don't identify Ron," Harry begged.

"You are really losing it," Draco said. "I have a feeling that even if I would slap you as hard as I can, it would make no difference. You're too far gone."

"I hope you're not," Harry said as he walked out.

He went back to the Gryffindor common room.

"Are you okay?" he asked Hermione.

"I'm fine," Hermione said. "Why?"

"Bellatrix is torturing you," Harry said.

"She's in Azkaban," Neville said. "If she ever escapes, we'll hunt her down together."

"She's in Malfoy manor," Harry said anxiously. "She's torturing Hermione."

"I'm right here," Hermione said. "You need to do some occlumency. You're freaking out over nothing."

Harry turned to Ron.

"Right, she's torturing Hermione?" Harry asked frantically.

"Nobody is torturing anyone," Ron said. "Would you like me to call Sirius, Remus, Snape or Dumbledore?"

"Ask Luna!" Harry yelled. "She's also at Malfoy manor with us!"

"She's in the Ravenclaw common room," Ron said, checking Harry's map.

"Mr. Ollivander is there too," Harry said.

"I believe he's in his store," Hermione said.

"Dean's also here with us!" Harry said.

"I'm at school," Dean said. "Would you like me to get Dumbledore?"

Harry nodded and ran up to his dorm, followed by Ron and Hermione. He grabbed Sirius's mirror.

"Help us!" he yelled at it in mad desperation. "We're in the cellar of Malfoy manor, help us!"

"Who is there with you?" Sirius asked calmly.

"Hermione, Ron, Dean, Luna, Mr. Ollivander, and Griphook," Harry said.

"Let me talk to one of them," Sirius said.

Ron grabbed the mirror.

"We're here at school," he said. "Dean went to get Dumbledore. Harry is freaking out again."

"Peter is killing himself," Harry said.

"Too late for that," Sirius said. "The dementors took care of him."

"Bellatrix is torturing Hermione!" Harry yelled again.

"No she isn't," Hermione said. "I'm here and I'm fine. You're torturing yourself."

"Bellatrix killed Dobby," Harry said sadly.

"No she didn't," a voice said from the doorway.

They all turned as Dumbledore walked into the room.

"So tonight you're at Malfoy manor?" he asked curiously.

Harry nodded sadly.

"Look at me," Dumbledore commanded.

Harry looked up. He felt Dumbledore's eyes piercing his mind and didn't try to fight it. He watched the events of Malfoy manor unfold.

"It's not going to happen," Dumbledore finally said. "Voldermort was already destroyed, and Bellatrix is in Azkaban. Come with me to my office and we'll talk about it."

Harry reluctantly went with Dumbledore.

"Someone needs to warn the Weasleys," Harry said.

"No," Dumbledore said firmly. "Someone needs to calm down and realize that the future that was supposed to be happening in the present isn't going to ever happen."

"We need to get the horcrux from Bellatrix's vault," Harry said anxiously. "It's the only way he'll really be gone."

"How do you suggest we do that?" Dumbledore asked.

"We'll have to break into Gringotts," Harry said.

"Can you think of another way?" Dumbledore asked.

"Where is the key to her vault?" Harry asked.

"That's a good question," Dumbledore told him. "We'll have to find out."

"If you have the key, do they ask for anything else?" Harry asked.

"I don't think so," Dumbledore said. "Let's wait until tomorrow to look into it. I think you're exhausted and in need of a good night sleep."

"Sirius could probably help us," Harry said. "Bellatrix is his cousin. He has a picture of her in his house. The Malfoys could also help. Bellatrix is Mrs. Malfoy's sister so she should know where the key is."

"Don't discuss it with anyone yet," Dumbledore urged. "I'll sleep on it tonight, and we'll discuss it tomorrow."

As Harry walked back to his dorm, he felt the relief of being able to do something again.