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There were too many funerals; Remus, Tonks, Fred, Snape, Mad-eye and even Colin Creevy to name a few. Harry held George as he cried through Fred's and George held him right back as he cried through Remus'. With all the death which had surrounded him his whole life Harry hadn't expected it to be so hard to say goodbye to the final link to his parents, the final Marauder. Wormtail didn't count in Harry's mind, he'd seen the rat fall on the battle field with his own eyes, AK'd by Tom Riddle himself while trying to escape the fray like the coward he was.
After Lucius Malfoy was sent to Azkaban, Narcissa and Draco helped them to recover Snape's body from Malfoy manor. It had remained in front of the fireplace in a bloody mess where Nagini had caught him warning Harry of the coming attack on Hogwarts. Harry was sure everyone knew how and why Snape died, ensuring his name was added to the list of war heroes and an Order of Merlin being awarded in his name. His painting in place of the stone wall entrance of the Slytherin common room in honour of all he did to try protect his students during the war, without care for which side they or their parents supported.
The power Harry had felt surge through him as he caught the wand Riddle had tried to fight him with frightened him. There was no doubt in his mind that it had been the death stick recovered from the depths of Gringotts by Riddle's followers or likely the man himself. Harry had barely wrapped his fingers around the stick before he was snapping it in two over his knee, he couldn't risk such power falling into the wrong hands again. Besides, his holly and phoenix feather had always worked perfectly fine for him, he hadn't felt the need for any more power than he already had.
The resurrection stone was hidden within the sorting hat itself in the same way the sword of Gryffindor had been. Harry would not tell anyone of its existence, but should that hat, through its years of skimming the minds of Britain's future witches and wizards, feel someone had a need for the stone and the mental capability to not become overwhelmed by its powers, would present the stone to said student. Harry was glad to be free of the Hallow, had the hat not been present in the headmasters office when he had recovered the stone from the snitch, Harry wasn't sure he could have left his ghost family to face Riddle. While he did not get to see them as soon again as he had thought he would, he knew he would in the very distant future. He wouldn't ask the hat for the stone back for he knew it would not deem his worthy of the standard he had told it to set himself.
Harry was offered an Auror position just days after the final battle. Kingsley had made it clear that as soon as his basic training was complete, while he would be publicly labelled an Auror, the man wanted him putting his skills to work in the Department of Mysteries as an Unspeakable. The four months spent waiting for the September intake was divided between the Tonk's house spending time with his Godson and the Burrow. Ron had thought Harry ridiculous to continue independent study to finish his muggle high school diploma if he was joining the Aurors. Hermione however, completely agreed with Harry's desire to remain in touch with his muggle past and with Harrys help, had spent the summer working on her own muggle education with plans to spend at least a year at her parents chosen high school.
Ron made his displeasure very much known and spent the first two months chewing Harry out for taking time away from his snogging time with his new girlfriend. After the first months of the trio working their way back to where they'd been before Harry had taken of Harry and Ron's friendship had taken an almost deadly blow. Instead of using the time to snog Hermione as he did every other day, Ron had followed Harry and Ginny down to the broom shed during 'Quidditch practice'. Ron had caught the pair, instead of training, having their daily snog in the broom shed as they had for the past month. As Harry was dragged to the burrow, literally by the ear, by his potentially former best-friend, he was sure he was about to lose the Weasley family for good. He had never been so terrified even when facing Riddle, the Weasley temper was after all famous. Harry later deemed it all worth it, when George, seeing the three struggling through the yard, had laughed for the first time since Fred's death. The solo twin had managed to get out through his laughter that prior to Harry's disappearance back in his fifth year, he and Fred had a betting pool going among their friends about how long it would take the two to get together. Having spied the pair snogging last week he'd decided everyone could do with the good news so had sent Ron down to get his broom for him just now. He hadn't thought Ron capable of overpowering the Harry, but apparently his 'big brother rage' overpowered Harry Dark Lord vanquishing powers.
Ron had put himself of snog patrol from that day onwards. Never allowing Harry and Ginny to be alone in a room together even after she graduated from Hogwarts a year later. It all seemed so long ago now, as Harry stood with his arm around Ginny's shoulder and placed a gentle kiss on her cheek, Ron barely flinched. He'd had 21 years to get used to it after all and had been forced to accept that they did a lot more than kiss when James had been born. Now, standing on the platform and seeing off their youngest children to Hogwarts for the first time, Harry thought he might even get away with a peck on the lips given another ten years. As the train pulled out of the station Harry couldn't resist aiming a subtle colour charm at the platinum blonde Malfoy hair off to the side. From the corner of his eye he could see Astoria Malfoy giggling at her oblivious husband's new colour, winking at Harry before schooling her features. With the train and children out of view Harry pulled his wife in for a snog, disapperating before Ron had a chance to hit him. They landed right next to their bed, intending to take full advantage of the empty house.
A/N: Thought I'd have an epilogue for request and to explain about the Elder wand and Snape which I didn't cover in the final chapter - I just really didn't want to have to write it down that Snape was dead in all honesty :( But as was my intention the story had ended pretty much canon compliant, they just got there a different way also Harry's working on the quiet in DOM instead of just being an auror, making use of his other skills.
I am having thoughts of doing a sequal but would be a very long way off, I have other stories I want to focus on at the moment, Mainly The-Child-Who-Lived and another yet to be publish if you want to have a read of those, although be warned that it's not everyone's cup of tea.