By the time they had reached the dungeons, there was only Neville who was just leaving, they harassed him with several questions almost as if it were a police interrogation -It wasn't something planned, it just happened- he responded blushing.

-¿You mean you just ran into her and both automatically kissed each other?- Harry asked.

-Not quite...-

15 MINUTES BEFORE

Neville had gone to the dungeons looking for Professor Snape or Slughorn, but when he arrived he met the Parkinson girl - I figured someone else would come here. ¿Did you come to see if there was anything left over from the lucky potion or the one that improves your wits, right? -She asked, crossing her arms and watching his embarrassed expression and the silence, the girl smiled -Be honest ¿Did it feel good? ¿Right?-

-Well, of course, everyone would like to have more luck and feel like they can do anything, in addition to being able to stay focused in dangerous situations-

-I'm not talking about that. I was talking about Bellatrix Lestrangre-

The boy's face changed -She was going to kill you and also Professor Snape-

-You could have disarmed her or even given her a quick death but you condemned her to a worse fate-

Unable to contain himself, he stood closer to her and looked into her eyes -¿What do you expect me to tell you? ¿That didn't I like? ¡Well yes, I wanted that monster to suffer! ¡For what she did to my parents, for killing Harry's godfather, and I still remember the effects of the Cruciatus Curse she cast on me last year ¡Twice! I don't regret what I did to her, but rather that I felt good after causing that bitch such pain- he responded, looking down in shame, after venting.

-¡I knew it! I knew that deep down, you were just as cold, deceitful and ruthless as a Slytherin...and I like it-

-¿What?- He asked confused and before he could react, the girl pulled him by his shirt and started kissing him so hard that he felt like she would tear his lips off. He was surprised and also nervous since it was the first time he kissed someone. He decided to let himself go, after all, they had survived the end of the world. He began to kiss her with more intensity and his arms began to squeeze her harder, also their hands. The door opened and they were interrupted by Lupine and Tonks, who upon seeing them excused themselves and left.

The girl seemed to regain her composure, she adjusted her hair and skirt - It will be difficult to have peace with so much commotion around her. If you want to know how to treat a girl I can teach you. See you this weekend at Hogsmeade, you can bring flowers but I hate roses, too cliché, I do like jasmines or lilies. And if you show up even a second late I will leave and you will never have another chance - and then he ran a hand over where his top buttons were untied, she felt his chest and muscles - not bad... - and she left there. If she had stayed a few seconds longer she would have crossed paths with Harry and the others.

PRESENT

-¿You came to get more potion and ended up dating Parkinson?- Harry asked, laughing.

-She's not my girlfriend ¡She's crazy!-

-Well, of course. They all are- said Malfoy, and at that comment Hermione gave him a gentle elbow, while Ginny gave him a strong smack on the back of the head at the same time -¿See? The trick is to recognize how much and how to take advantage of it-

-She is certainly a little crazy, if we take into account that she used the hellfire spell and killed dozens of spiders and a couple of giants. Trust me, she is the kind of girl you should have next to you, not against you. She should be more like you and you could be more like her- Ginny added, winking at him.

-I'll need more luck potion- he replied.

-Neville, you don't need those potions to prove your worth. We only used it because it was an extreme situation, but it is not good to depend on them. It's like using a cane even though you can walk perfectly. You are the same Neville who fought in the war, the same one who accompanied us to the Ministry and fought against hooded men and endured pain that few could endure. That's the one Parkinson likes- Harry told him and his friend nodded, regaining his confidence and adopting a more relaxed posture.

-Speaking of couples we should go back, Ron and Daphne should be back with food and drinks-

-What did you mean by that?- Neville asked and the others laughed. Eager to tell him everything they knew.

Professor Snape was lying in one of the tents that had been set up to care for those who had been wounded in battle and their healers. Shortly before Potter appeared to end the battle he had suffered some injuries, but they were not serious, he preferred to assist Madam Pomfrey with the most injured. Even so, the healer asked him to go and rest, even if it was just for a moment and he would recover, as soon as he lay down he fell asleep instantly.

After recovering hours of rest, he woke up and began to think about what happened and how things can change so much in just a couple of days. He was relieved that the dark lord was finally gone once and for all, the monster that killed Lily Evans had paid for her crimes. Furthermore, he had to admit that when he discovered that it had been finished thanks to an idea that a Muggle-born had had, who in turn had been inspired by watching a movie, their invention, he found it extremely poetic and ironic.

In the same way he was surprised by what the student Longbottom had done, it was a quite creative trick, not very honorable, but extremely effective. He never imagined that he would be able to coldly attack someone who was on the ground unarmed. But considering all the things Lestrange had done, not only to the boy's parents, but to many more, no one could judge him for it, much less him knowing full well what the woman was capable of.

At that moment he thought he heard a small noise, the man snorted -I know you are there, Potter, get out now- he said into the air. In the second his student had emerged from his invisibility cloak.

-¿How did you know?-

-Years of seeing how you breaks the rules using that object gave me a certain ability to recognize him ¿What are you doing here?-

-I came to see how you are, I knew you were hurt-

-It wasn't a big deal, Madam Pomfrey cured me and I already took my medicine, I just needed to get some sleep-

-Difficult can sleep with so much party-

-I'm surprised you are not celebrating with your friends and bragging about how you defeated the dark lord-

-First of all, I think we both know that it was Hermione who really defeated him. Although I admit that it feels good to receive the credit especially when I was the one who received the killing curse, on more than one occasion -he said making a face as if he had eaten something horrible and remembered that taste- And secondly I think it's time to call him by his name, he is dead. I prefer to call him Riddle, his real name and not that false nickname he gave himself, go ahead and say it-

The professor took a breath -Riddle...Yes... it doesn't sound so scary, in fact, it seems less gloomy and more ordinary that way-

-The worst insult anyone could give him, he always liked to feel special and hated that anything around him was ordinary or "mediocre." Anyway, I just wanted to assure me that you weren't seriously injured. The world is safe, you know what that means-

-¿What?-

-I still need a tutor for the career I will choose after finishing school- and he showed him two pamphlets with information about careers related to teaching.

-¿Which one will it be? ¿Defense Against the Dark Arts or Potions? -

Harry smiled -¿Why not both? With everything I've learned in the last year, what we see in seventh grade will be very easy for me. I prefer to challenge myself and I think this will be a good way to do it-

-¿Do you know that trying to do both will require many hours of your time? You probably can't play Quidditch.

Harry sighed, he loved that sport, but the truth was he was more interested in his future as a teacher than in his hobby -I understand. Stopping playing with the broom is a small price to pay for improving my knowledge, plus this way Ginny will be able to continue as a seeker, not to mention that I will be able to enjoy watching Draco and Ron compete against each other without having to be focused on finding and catching the Snitch-

-Good, I'm glad to see that you are maturing, you chose knowledge and self-improvement over playing like a child with a broom. But I warn you, don't think for a second that you will get any special treatment or consideration, just because you are "The Chosen One"... quite a pretentious name if she asks me. Besides the fact that he is not the first wizard to defeat a dark lord-

-I know. I read the story of Professor Dumbledore's exploits. I didn't invent that nickname, but I admit that I have taken advantage of it. And if you ever gave me any special treatment, like you tends to give my housemates, I would fire you. I don't need someone to applaud me and inflate my ego every time I do something right, I need someone to tell me when I'm wrong and do everything possible to prevent it from happening again...although a little more tact and gentleness occasionally would be appreciated- replied smiling.

-You can leave, besides I think you and your companions should go to sleep-

-Professor Dumbledore gave us the entire day off tomorrow. But you are right, I should rest, since we will use that time for the ceremony for those who fell fighting. Good night, professor- and before leaving to go to rest he stopped -I'm glad you're on our side, it would have been difficult to have had to use my wand against yours, although I admit that it would have been quite an impressive duel, as well as therapeutic for Both- he joked.

-No doubt- he replied, making a face.

Harry continued smiling -And I'm also glad you still alive, Hogwarts needs you, whether they know it or not-

The next day, although everyone had been partying and slept a few hours, they knew that it was unthinkable that no one would be absent. After a quick breakfast and cleaning up all the messes that had been left from the celebration, they prepared everything necessary to hold an official ceremony, similar to the one that took place during the Tournament two years ago. Although there were several casualties, the number was lower than they expected, especially compared to those on the other side. When he saw all the Weasleys gathered he noticed that Charlie was using the magic eye of Moody, who died fighting several Death Eaters. Dumbledore gave it to him, telling him that his old friend would have liked to see it put to good use. And Bill still had the scars on his face, but his mother was very happy that neither of them, lost their lives and his relationship with Fleur had improved greatly.

-It will be very useful to watch the dragons from a safer distance. Plus it looks good with this - and he showed him a bright burn he had on her arm.

Harry smiled -Dragons need something for heartburn and bad breath- and showed him the one he had on his shoulder from when the dragon in the first trial had burned him, although his was much smaller and not as noticeable thanks to the ointment that his teacher had prepared for him.

-¡Great! Maybe you can come work with me someday-

-No thanks- he replied, smiling.

-¡Please Charlie, with so many things he's experienced, the last thing Harry needs is to be around fire-breathing beasts!- His mother said and motioned for him to go to her place.

While the Minister gave a monotonous speech about the bravery, heroism and all other qualities of those who fought, he took Ginny's hand and looked at the construction in front of her. They had built a monument in the shape of the Hogwarts shield, but instead of the names of the founders, it had the names of those who fell fighting to defend the castle.

Harry felt very sad when he had seen Collin Creevey's name carved there. The enthusiastic boy who always chased him and took photos whenever he could, had died fighting alongside Justin Fletchey against several Death Eaters, while protecting his younger brother, Dennis, and other classmates who had been with him during AD classes. While the boy cried and clutched the camera that once belonged to the other, the twins consoled him and tried to cheer him up by saying that his brother was a hero and a worthy member of the house of the brave and that he should be proud.

He also noticed that Blaise Zabinni's name was close to Alastor Moody's. Some had doubts about that, but when it was Ginny's turn to say a few words in his memory, she told them that he had only fought against them because his father used the Imperius Curse on him. And the fact that he cast the killing curse on himself before having to use it against her, should be, for any house, the noblest act anyone could imagine, because he would rather harm himself than harm a friend -He was a good person and a good friend, as brave as any Griffindor and loyal as a Hufflepuff- she told those present, with tears in his eyes.

-As well as a member of Slytherin who showed great bravery when he was willing to use an extremely dangerous fire spell to destroy the army of spiders and giants, even knowing that it could cost him his life- Neville commented. Harry and Hermione glanced at Pansy Parkinson, who was smiling as her housemates patted her and remembered their deceased housemate. They both thought that if those at home knew who she would have her next date with, they would fall out of their seats.

Then it was Harry's turn to say a few words -I don't have much to say. I'm just relieved that it's over and like every war we paid a very high price. We have lost friends, comrades and some had to endure the pain of losing people in their family. I am thankful that we are all here to see another day. I can't take credit as I wasn't the only one fighting yesterday, it was all of us. I hadn't made it without the help of my friends and everyone present - and I looked around at them, except where the Minister and his inner circle were who had appeared at the last minute, when Voldemort had fallen, to take care of those who remain -And when I talk about everyone I don't just mean the wizards, but also the centaurs, the house elves, the Basilisk that lives in the forest and of course, the goblins- he said looking at where Griphook and Mr. Gold were , who had been invited only as a protocol and to carry out "inclusive political propaganda"

Harry approached the goblin, which made everyone surprised -Thank you for everything, Griphook. I owe you both my life and my victory- he added, raising his voice so that the rest could hear and shook his hand in front of everyone. Many applauded his attitude, especially Hermione, who was extremely happy about it. She still kept her promise to improve wizards' treatment of Dobby's race and other magical creatures - and I also want to thank the great brain of my friend Hermione Granger. You are, without a doubt, the most intelligent sorceress I have ever met...of course my girlfriend is more talented. Excuse me, Slytherin pride, I couldn't help it- he joked as he looked at the audience and many laughed while both girls blushed for the compliment he gave them in front of everyone, especially for the applause and compliments they were given. Then he retreated to where his friends were while Headmaster Dumbledore said some closing words.

Griphook approached his boss to whisper in his ear -I told you he was different-

-Okay, I owe you an apology-

-More than sorry, I prefer a raise. I have several creative ideas about what to do with the metal when it is returned to us- he replied, smiling.

-¿How do you know he will return it? An object like this has incalculable value, both for its history and for its usefulness for protection.

-He gave me his word. Both, muggle and wizard style-

It took the goblin a few seconds to understand -¿Did he make the unbreakable oath?- He asked, surprised.

-Believe me it was his idea, not mine. He said that he understands that trust is fragile and valuable and that it must be earned, not bought-

-He is a very strange young man-

-Maybe that was exactly what his house and the world needed. Something different- he concluded.

When the group gathered, Hermione was very touched that he would pay her such a compliment. She told them that someone would have a position important enough to pass laws that would improve the quality of life for the house elves and that she would also make sure that people like Umbridge never set foot in the Ministry again unless it was to go to trial.

-You would be a "grrreat" Minister of Magic- said Viktor Krum, who was one of those who applauded her the most when Harry complimented her in front of everyone.

-I think it would be too much. First I would have to start with a small position-

-Come on Hermione, you must think big. Plus, with the publicity Potter just gave you, you have a good chance. Although, it wouldn't hurt to have a couple of friends to finance your campaign- Draco told her, pointing his finger at himself and him. Harry knew that he was trying to make himself important in front of his rival.

-You also have the support of "Weasleys Magical Wheezes"- added Fred

-We only ask for the necessary permits to export our joke products locally and internationally. And, perhaps, a small tax reduction in exchange for financing any union platform that benefits the elves- George added.

-Reasonable- the blonde commented, nodding.

-¿Wait a moment! I haven't even finished school and they're already talking about politics and making deals with me-

-Believe me Hermione, the sooner the better, plus you will need Draco by your side to navigate the world of politics- Ginny told her. As the ceremony ended, several representatives of the Ministry and other celebrities appeared along with journalists, everyone wanted to shake hands and take a photo with "the boy-who-lived." Harry hated that type of act, but he understood that it was part of the protocol and he could also make future contacts for his friend and ensure that she, and the rest, also received the credit they deserved for her participation in the battle.

Taking advantage of the fact that Harry was busy, Ginny approached Professor Snape, who was alone in a corner without speaking to anyone -Professor, can I talk to you?- and they went to a more secluded side, away from the hustle and bustle.

-¿What's wrong Miss Weasley?-

-The spell you taught me, the one I used against Blaise's father. In the notes that you gave me it said that it was "for enemies", but I never imagined that it would cause so much damage and in that way- she said, remembering the cuts that were left on the subject.

-I understand that your partner's mother confronted you and blamed for what happened to her son and her husband-

-She told me that if it weren't for me Blaise and his father would still be alive, that I was a disgrace to Slytherin house. I wanted to send her to hell, but I understand that she has suffered a lot. I could feel it, all that anger, sadness and pain. Maybe I should have used another spell-

-When the enemy appoints you with the intention of destroying you, there is no time for subtleties or doubts. You did what you had to do-

-If I had known that I would cause those injuries...- but her teacher interrupted her.

-Then he would have killed you and your partner would have died for nothing. I didn't tell you because I know you, despite your proud Slytherin attitude, deep down you are just as transparent and upright as Granger. If you had known, you would have hesitated and today there would be another name written on the monument ¿Do you feel guilty for what you did to him?

-A little- she admitted.

-Good- and the girl looked at him surprised -The day you causes such harm to someone and feels pleasure or, Merlin forbid, doesn't feel anything, will be the day you should worry. You made a difficult decision and you will have to deal with it. It will probably weigh on you for a while, I know because you are a good person. In addition to being one of the best in the art of Legilimency that I have seen - and at those words of comfort the girl hugged him, which took him completely by surprise. Never, in all his years as a teacher, had a student hugged him. Not even his own father gave him that kind of affection in his life.

-You are a good person too and a great teacher, I don't care what others say- she said while smiling with moist eyes.

-I agree- commented Harry, whose body was beginning to be seen coming out of some trees.

-¡Harry! ¿What are you doing here? ¡You shouldn't hear other people's conversations!- The girl commented, embarrassed by the sentimental moment he had just witnessed.

-Potter has a bad habit of getting involved in matters that are not his concern, I see that some things don't change-

-I'm sorry to interrupt you, I just wanted to escape from the reporters and the propaganda that the Minister wanted to obtain at my expense. I had to cast the disillusionment spell on myself so I could move without being noticed. Your mother is looking for you Ginny, she wants to take a family photo with her children, now that Percy has returned to the nest. I think it's also a good way to encourage Dennis Creevey to use his brother's camera and honor his memory-

-I'll go right away- she responded, wiping his eyes and adjusting his tunic. She approached her boyfriend and gave him a small kiss -If you hear a private talk of mine again, I will do the same to you that Hermione did to Draco's father- she said in a threatening tone while she made that malicious smile that was almost like her insignia.

-¿Are you threatening me in front of our Head of House?- he joked.

-I don't see any threat, I just saw a student giving manners lessons to a student who pokes his nose where he shouldn't- Snape added without flinching.

-Of course- Harry added, smiling, accepting that he would never get indulgence from that man, unlike Ginny -Thank you for making her feel better, despite her arrogant Slytherin character, she is more sensitive and considerate than she appears. I have a gift for you- and he handed him an envelope.

-If it's a thank you note you can keep it, I've had enough sentimentality for today-

-No, nothing of that, although considering everything we have been through, a little emotion is what is needed, to remind us that we are still alive-

The man broke the seal and when he opened it he saw that inside there were a couple of photographs. When he saw them he was extremely shocked -¿Where did you get this from?- He asked, surprised.

-Professor Slughorn gave me one. It's from the time of the "Eminences" club, right? -He told him when he saw the image of a Snape next to a thirteen, maybe fourteen-year-old Lily Evans. All the students were holding a glass of butterbeer next to their potions professor, who looked much younger than now - My cousin gave me the others, he said he had found them years ago when he was going through my aunt's old things -

The man was still shocked to see the photograph of the red-haired girl who was once his only friend. From his appearance, the image had been taken after his first year, he looked very happy, where her only concern was classes, exams and learning magic with her friends and the other was shortly after having finished seventh -It seems as if they had photographed recently- he said melancholy.

-Yes, the image was somewhat worn. Hermione suggested taking her to a muggle business where they restore old photographs. Incredible what they can achieve with some chemicals and technological devices when they do not have magic-

-¿Are you sure you want to give me this?-

-You knew it much more than I did, it's the most appropriate... plus I already have copies- he said, winking at him and patting his pocket, implying that he kept it there.

-Thank you- he said, regaining his composure and adopting his expressionless face.

-A pleasure- he said, offering his hand. The man looked at him for a second and then returned the gesture.

A young man had appeared on a terrace above the entrance to Diagon Alley. The director had been very kind to create a portkey that would save him the trouble of using a fireplace and appearing in a place where everyone was watching him, since he didn't want to cause a stir. The news of Voldemort's death had spread everywhere. Many people could be seen celebrating. The businesses were almost unable to cope. The cafes, shops and, especially Fred and George Weasley's business, had people waiting their turn to enter or get a place. It looked like a New Year's party, and in a way it was. Because a new world awaited them, and although they still had a long way to go to heal their wounds and start over, tomorrow was full of hope.

First he put on his invisibility cloak so that no one would see him, although he could have cast a disillusionment spell, he liked to use the object inherited from his father from time to time. He moved across the rooftops until he reached the wand maker's business. He saw him standing at the door of his store having a drink while he watched the children playing in the street with Weasleys spells -¡Psst! Mr. Ollivanders-

When the guy looked up, he almost dropped his drink when he saw him -By Merlin's beard!- Harry motioned to him, placing his index finger on his lips, so that he wouldn't make too much noise and would enter the place discreetly. Once inside he closed the door and Harry took off his invisibility cloak.

-¡Mr. Potter! ¡What a pleasure to see you again! Don't tell me something happened to his wand-

-For now it works well. But if you want to take a look at it... - and when he handed it over he took a look at it, looked at it closely and placed it near his ear, as if it could speak in his ear, then he cast a spell towards the fireplace to light the fire and smiled.

-Your wand is in optimal condition. In fact, I would dare say that it has become more powerful, as if something else had been added to it-

-Professor Dumbledore said that when she connected with her sister two years ago and managed to defeat her, she took over part of her magic and properties ¿Is that possible? -

-Ahh ¡Of course, of course! The wands are quite a mystery, some would say that they are sensitive objects, especially towards their master and the experiences that they both share during their lives. It wouldn't be strange if his magic had changed-

-I understand. Actually I didn't come for my wand, but for this one - and he showed him another one, which he recognized instantly.

-¡My God! Is it...?-

-Yes, Riddle's wand- he said, sighing -I was thinking about destroying it, but I really couldn't. Maybe because inside her is also Professor Dumbledore's Phoenix feather or because I can't blame her for the things her previous master has done, but I don't want to have her near me either, because she reminds me of all the damage she caused. Since you were the one who made it, I think she should come home - and he gave it to him.

-¿Are you sure? An object like this has an incalculable value, any magician would pay a lot to have it in their hands even if they cannot use it completely.

-¿What do you mean by that?-

-Well, you know "the wand chooses the magician" those of us who are dedicated to this business have always known that. While some wizards and witches can perform magic without using it, the wand is a conduit that helps you perform it more easily, especially when it is custom-made. The more linked one is with his wand, the better the result will be-

Harry began to remember -Last year I used Dolores Umbridge's wand. I was able to cast spells, but it felt different, it was like using a broom that isn't mine or playing in a position I'm not used to-

-Exactly-

-Well, in that case I was glad to have one like mine. She has saved me more times than I can count. As for her sister...let's hope her next owner puts her to better use. Just let me know if she ever chooses a new master, I'm curious to meet that person-

-¿And keep an eye on him...or her?-

-It's the idea. The truth is that I don't care what house that person ends up in, the important is how is as a person and how treats others. I know that each house has its reputation and attributes, but there are also exceptions. I have seen members of my house fight and bravely give their lives for what is right, just as I have seen Griffindors being cowardly, Ravenclaws doing foolish things without thinking of the consequences, and Hufflepuff being treacherous. I don't care the blood status or what colors he or she wears, but how they decides to use their magic.

-You are very wise for being so young. Both wands have chosen powerful wielders, but only one was worthy. Let's hope that next time it's someone else like you-

-You are very kind, I think that's all. Thank you Mr. Ollivanders-

-No Mr. Potter. Thank you for bringing her home and for giving us all a better tomorrow-

The school year was already ending, the few weeks of class they had were very boring compared to what had happened recently. Despite the festivities and celebrations, the teachers demanded the same intensity as always, both from the fifth graders who had their OWLs as well as the sixth graders with their NEWTS, but fortunately everyone had given a great performance. Daphne, Ginny and Luna had finished comparing notes, according to Hermione who still remembered the questions they had been asked, they should both get top marks in Defense, Potions and Transfiguration, the rest still depended on the teachers.

-I'm sure they did well, they're both very intelligent- Harry commented as his girlfriend sat next to him.

-¿And how did it go with yours?-

-A piece of cake- said Malfoy, who had finished reading his book and closed it and then sat closer to Hermione.

-You better. "Miss Know-It-All" must have someone just as intelligent with good grades, if he wants to be worthy of her- the redhead joked.

-Draco always gets good grades. Besides, I don't look at someone just because of their qualifications.

-True, there is also beauty, having political contacts, a large bank account, and apparently, an attitude cold as an iceberg-

-You say it as if I were a person without emotions- he commented and before the silent gaze of the rest, he got the message -I'm working on that-

-Yes, we want to see the Draco Malfoy who dared to kiss a Muggleborn in the middle of a battle- said Harry.

-Or the one who likes Weasley hugs- commented Luna, who was there too. Both the blonde and Ron blushed, but fortunately, everyone assumed he was talking about when the Weasleys' mother had hugged him.

-Talking about hugs. Look how cute those two look- Ginny said when she saw Pansy Parkinson walking arm in arm with Neville Longbottom. Their moment of joy ended when a couple of seventh graders who had stayed hidden in her rooms when the battle took place, made fun of her for hanging out with him. For a second Harry was tempted to go defend him but he stopped, he had already learned not to underestimate his friend and that sometimes you have to fight your own battles.

-The world is certainly upside down if we see Parkinson dating someone like this fool- one commented.

-And to think that Malfoy with Granger was the lowest thing a member of our house could do. I guess we were wrong-

Neville looked like he was going to get intimidated like he always did but instead he snorted - Are you jealous because I'm accompanied by a pretty girl while you always walk with your friend? ¿Or maybe he is your boyfriend and you are afraid to admit it? If you're embarrassed to be seen kissing, you can go to the screaming house to be alone- he responded and the girl laughed while they both became embarrassed with that response. They were about to take out their wands, but Neville was faster and had his just a few centimeters from his rival's face, pointing it at him - Go ahead. Do it, then I'll have the perfect excuse to take your hand away, like I did with Lestrange-

They both began to get nervous -You wouldn't dare...- said one, stepping back.

-Try me, or better yet, ask yourself if it's worth being crippled by your stupidity. Besides, you said it: everyone thinks I'm a fool. Who would suspect that Neville Longbottom intentionally cast a hex on another student? I could say that it was an accident and any teacher who knows me couldn't deny it. By the other hand, you already have several punishments and points subtracted from your record for your behavior, which make your word worth less than Doxy's excrement - and with that response they both left.

-Cold and threatening. I see you're learning how to deal with the idiots in my house- she told him, wrapping her arms around him from behind and giving him a small kiss on the neck.

-I have a good teacher- he responded as he turned around and started kissing her. Before that image many made different expressions, whether of joy, surprise or shaking their heads.

-I would never think that the two of them could be together. They are so different- Ron commented when he saw them.

-Haven't you ever heard the phrase "opposites attract"? "I think they both complement each other- said Harry.

-Yes, like when you see a pretty and very intelligent girl be with a lucky fool- Ginny commented, looking at her best friend and her brother.

Draco and Ron looked at each other -She means you- they said at the same time, pointing their fingers at the other, while Hermione and Daphne laughed.

The end of year ceremony was beginning. Slytherin had won the Quidditch cup and although they could have won the house cup, Harry also asked Dumbledore that the hall decorations be white, without animal insignia or colors. In honor of all the members of the other houses who fought alongside him in battle and also for those who died protecting the castle and the youngest.

Everyone was very excited and also relieved that the exams are over. As always, Hermione and Harry had gotten the highest grade, just as Ginny and Daphne were sure that they had done the same with theirs -It's so frustrating having to wait for the results to arrive in the mail-

-Cheer up Ginny, I'm sure the examiners were impressed with you-

-You're only saying that because I'm your girlfriend-

-You are more than that and you know it. I've seen you fight all kinds of creatures and villains, in addition to your other talents- Draco replied as he touched his temple with his finger -The demonstration you made in front of everyone when you exposed Smith for the coward that he is, made you earn quite a reputation-

-Besides your skill with a broom- Harry reminded her.

-I still can't believe you left the team-

-I won't have much free time so I want to use it to study. Plus I'll be able to enjoy watching you grab the golden snitch while Draco and your brother compete to see who is the better guardian.

-¿Do you mean see who has the "longest broom"?-

-Exactly- he responded, laughing.

At that moment the director stood up -Another year ending. I understand that this has been very different from the previous ones and probably from those to come, we have had all kinds of adventures, but we have also suffered many losses. Even so, we must not let bad experiences and pain consume us, every day we spend with our loved ones is a gift that we must take advantage of- and he raised his glass -For our fallen friends, who gave their lives to give us a better tomorrow- and they all did the same. After a while the entire dining room was surrounded by bustle.

It was already the weekend and everyone had returned home. Harry proposed continuing the end-of-term party at Grimmauld Place. While the guests were toasting and laughing, he was finishing wrapping a package, and had tied it to the leg of his owl. He could have sent a house elf but he preferred to let the bird get some exercise, plus he wasn't in a hurry. He had plenty of time and he wanted to take things slowly.

Not only had he returned to Griphook the piece of metal, made from Godric Griffindor's sword, he also sent him a note in which he requested to open an account in the name of his godson, that is, Sirius's future son, and he also wanted to put the house in his name.

-¿You're sure? It's too much- Lucille Rosmerta told him when Harry told her that they could go live there after he removed his belongings. He could see how his stomach had grown quite a bit in the last few weeks.

-This house has been in the Black family for generations. It should continue like this, plus I think the picture of Sirius's mother will be more relieved to see her descendant being raised here-

-You are very kind Harry and also generous. Sirius would be very proud of everything you have done and so would your parents- she told him as he kissed her on the cheek.

-¿And where will you spend the summer?- Hermione asked.

-I'll be at Draco's house for a couple of days and then I'll go to Godric's Hollow-

-¿Will you go to your parents' house? That place has been uninhabited for a long time-

-I know, I want to rebuild it. It will be interesting to use magic for something that doesn't have to do with duels and fights-

-¿And how will you do with food, sleep and the rest?-

-I got a magical camping tent. It is equipped to meet all my needs and has space for several people so you can visit me when they have time. Plus Dobby will show up if I needs him - And just the other house elf came to clear the plates and refill the empty glasses - ¿Are you going to miss me Kreacher? -

-Of course. Kreacher will always miss Master Potter and his friends- he said almost sarcastically -But Kreacher has a duty to serve the future Master Black-

Far from being offended by his first comment, Harry approached him and put his hand on his shoulder -I'm counting with you to take care of the baby. It is a very important mission and I would not entrust it to anyone else ¿Will you make sure that he is always fed and well cared for?-

-Kreacher only lives to serve the Black family- he said proudly.

-Well, in that case I also have something for you to take care of- and he handed him a gold locket -This belonged to Regulus, your previous master. You told me that he had always treated you well, I think he would like you to take him - The elf made a gesture of surprise at such a demonstration and almost had an attack. It took almost ten minutes for them to help calm down. After that he was much kinder to him and to the rest of those present.

-¿Are you sure to give him such a treasure?-

-Jewellery is not my thing. Furthermore, that small gesture will ensure that his loyalty is always with us. Dumbledore was right, both Sirius and we should have been kinder to him and also to the others of his race. Sirius is not here, but we are and I want to make sure that the next Black does not make the same mistakes as us - and at that answer Hermione smiled very happy.

WEEKS LATER

Harry was drinking a large glass of cold lemonade while he watched the sunset from the garden. The last few days he had been using his magic to put the place in condition, in addition to having the help of Dobby and Winky, whom he also offered to work for him, but unlike Dobby she was unable to accept a salary, no matter how many times he tried to get me to accept. Harry assured her that he was not trying to replace Mr Crouch, because he knows that the relationship she had with her previous master was unique, and Dobby persuaded her by saying that Mr Crouch and his ancestors would have liked her to continue the tradition of serving a wizard and that any elf would want to be the one to fulfill that role for Harry Potter and that if her family knew it they would be proud of her.

-For someone in your position, I recommend something like this. All the great families of wizards have had a decoration like this- Winky suggested, altering the colors of the wall.

-It doesn't have to be something ostentatious like Draco's house, that is, I care that it is comfortable and homely, and that my guests feel comfortable-

-Dobby and Winky will take turns during the night while you rest. Tomorrow the great Harry Potter will see great advances - the elf assured him, excited to do his job. Harry nodded and thanked them and retired to the living room of his house. It was the first place they put in condition, in addition to of course, placing all kinds of protection spells around the house. There were so many that his house was almost as safe as the school or Gringotts.

-I'm sure they will do a great job. Good night- he told them and went inside his tent where once he crossed the fabric he came to a large space with several tables and chairs. It had four doors, one had a bathroom with a shower and the others led to a different room, plus the ceiling had been enchanted to give the illusion of being under the stars like the school roof. That place had everything, it was almost as spacious as Sirius' father's magical trunk, which he gave to Ginny after the battle.

He still remembered how happy he was for her when he gave it to her, it would be like having an extra private room just for her inside her house and it would be useful for her brother's wedding, which would be the next week. Ginny and Fleur's sister Gabrielle could use it to sleep there. Her girlfriend refused saying that she and Harry would sleep together alone and when her mother quickly turned around to say something, she laughed saying that it was a joke and that Gabrielle was welcome and that in fact there was room for Hermione too, but that it was a shame that there would be no room for Daphne and that she could share a room with Ron he added maliciously. Her brother didn't seem to mind the idea, while her mother flatly refused. Draco told Mrs. Weasley not to worry about her, because he would be in the same room watching him and he make sure that he not do something that would embarrass her. The woman nodded in relief and ran her hand through his hair, thanking Merlin that her son has a friend like him.

Before going to sleep Harry would meditate. He had read a book that said that several wizards achieved inner peace and accessed a part of themselves that they didn't know they had, and it was also good practice for Occlumency. He took a breath and after a few minutes he already felt his body and mind relax. "You are no longer part of me Tom. But of the past, I must move forward and stop thinking about you" he said to himself. In that moment something inside him seemed to change, he felt that something was about to emerge. When he opened his eyes he was in a completely unknown place, the walls were white, there were no doors or windows.

-I see you're here- said a voice. And a grown man had appeared in front of him. He looked very familiar but he couldn't quite remember where from.

-¿Who are you? ¿Where we are?-

-Don't worry, my name doesn't matter. As for who I am, I will only tell you that I am one of your ancestors, and as for the place, it is a kind of magical space that connects the world of the living with those who are not, some magicians have been able to temporarily link themselves with magic. from here. There are very few who achieve it. Congratulations-

-Emm, thanks- and then something occurred to him -Wait, if from here I can connect with the dead, then...?-He asked hopefully but the guy interrupted him.

-I know what you think, I thought the same thing the first time I came here, when I was still alive. You think you could connect with those you've lost, those you love and miss. But I'm afraid it's not possible, this place only shows you who you should see, not who you want-

-¿And why should I see you?-

-For many reasons, but I think one of them is that I needed it too-

-¿And why did you need to talk to me?-

-To say thank you-

-¿Because?-

-To begin with, for saving the world and also for making me see my mistakes and those of my generation. I always considered myself a straight guy and many said that it was my greatest quality besides my bravery, but the truth is that like any human being I have flaws. My greatest virtue and also my greatest flaw was that I had a hard time disobeying rules and regulations, that every law had to be applied regardless of the circumstances, which made me extremely rigid and inflexible and, at times, difficult to grant leniency or second chances. I didn't usually consider the feelings of others and it took me a while to understand that not all of us have had the same experiences and were raised in the same way. That's why I lost a friend- he said sadly -Sometimes he could be very proud, but the truth is that I wasn't that different, or that sometimes I also showed rejection or certain prejudices towards other races, but It wasn´t until much later that I learned that his personality and actions were due to his past and that his way of being was shaped because he had known only the dark side of humans. I should have tried harder with him, helped him instead of pushing him away and judging him.

Harry was surprised and at that moment he had a doubt -¿Are you Godric Griffindor?-

The man smiled - Smart boy. Sometimes I wonder if you don't have Ravenclaw blood in your veins. Although it wouldn't be strange, given the thousands of generations that came after me-

-¿Doesn't it bother you to know that your descendant is a Slytherin?-

-Not at all and it wouldn't surprise me either. You wouldn't be the first in my lineage to go to another house. Furthermore, it is not your house that matters but your actions and the decisions you make. Many try to follow in the footsteps of the founders, to be worthy members of their house, which we appreciate. But they forget that, despite our feats and achievements, we are not perfect and that many of our attitudes or behaviors were not something they should imitate but rather improve. They shouldn't be the next us, but the first you-

He was beginning to understand - Not trying to be better than others, but better than we ever were -

-Exactly- said a third person and when he turned around he saw another man, whose face was also familiar to him -Welcome boy- he hissed at him.

-¿Do you already know that it is bad manners to have a conversation in Parseltongue when others cannot speak it? - Godric said.

-An old habit, sorry- he joked and then approached Harry -I'm very happy to meet you and also thank you. Not only to stop my descendant but also to restore the honor of my house - then he sighed - God knows I have made many mistakes in my life, but the worst of all was judging an entire people for the bad actions of some. I was born in a time where magicians were persecuted and hunted, not all of them knew spells to disappear or defend themselves and they lost their lives. I let my resentment consume me instead of overcoming it and moving on, like you have done, and the worst part is that I left a wrong legacy that hundreds of generations have tried to imitate-

-But you managed to break that cycle of prejudice and ignorance- added the other subject.

The founder of his house continued -Until your arrival, many avoided going to my house because they thought it was where the dark magicians came from, but you showed them how wrong they were and created a new legacy, a more noble one. Now many will want to follow your example, not only for your exploits, but also for your behavior and your attitude towards muggle-borns, goblins and other magical creatures.

-Don't forget the Basilisk- he replied and the man smiled.

-You and your love for snakes- commented Griffindor.

-Look who's talking, Mr. "friend of the Veelas"-and at that comment he blushed.

-¡Ahem! Well yes..The point is that not only did you save the world, also you made a change for the better. Just like your friends, a proud Slytherin and a stubborn Griffindor who hated each other, they put their differences aside and by focusing on their similarities they forged a great friendship. It's time for a new world to emerge-

-It was a pleasure. And it's an honor that you praise me in that way-

-You've earned it boy. By the way, using his sword as a shield and weapon at the same time. Brilliant!

-It was my friends' idea, especially my friend Hermione-

-A Griffindor and Muggle-born if I remember correctly- Godric commented, looking askance at his friend.

-Yes Yes. I already understood, that girl is a source of pride for her family and for the school... Although his girlfriend, who by the way is from MY house, is more powerful and talented- he responded and they both smiled.

-Lion-Snake Rivalry. We can't avoid it-

-Some things don't change- he said, remembering Draco and Ron.

-This is when we say goodbye. I doubt we will meet again, so I wish you a long and happy life. Don't worry about the dead, but about the living who are still with you-

-Goodbye boy and remember: cunning and brains always win over brawn and power- Slytherin told him before disappearing.

-Just as heart and honor matter more than glory or riches- Griffindor concluded.

-¡Wait! ¿Is all this real or is it just happening in my head?-

-Of course it's in your head, but that doesn't mean it's not real- he told him with a wink and everything went dark.

Preparations for Bill and Fleur's wedding were beginning, decorations were being placed along with candles and tables for the guests. Harry was with his friends getting changed. He only needed to try to comb his messy hair, distinctive to both his and his father's. He saw in the mirror Draco helping Ron with tying his tie while he adjusted his suit and gave him advice.

-It's your brother's wedding, so try not to make a fool of yourself. Especially in front of Daphne-

-You should tell that to Fred and George, I bet they'll do something monumentally funny and embarrassing-

-When you have a prosperous business like theirs, you can do all the antics you want- he replied, smiling wickedly -Well, we're ready-

-Almost done- Harry said after trying to flatten his hair, although it was almost impossible. But at least it had given way a little, then they headed outside where the girls were waiting for them. They all looked beautiful, Daphne, Hermione and, most of all, Ginny. They looked the same or better than when the Triwizard Tournament dance was.

-It's about time ¿How can it be that you guys take longer than us?- said the redhead.

-Don't look at me, I was already prepared. It's these two that needed all the help possible- Draco responded and then approached Hermione -You look incredible. Im mean, more than usual - and the girl smiled very happy.

-Same to you- Harry quickly added to the rest. At that moment Mrs. Weasley and Draco's mother appeared. They both wore a very pretty party dress, but with completely opposite tones. While one was wearing lighter, happier colors, the other was wearing a dark and green ball gown.

-Wow, mom, you really showed off today-" said Ginny and the woman blushed a little, since it wasn't usual for her to wear those elegant clothes -¿Aren't you going to say anything to her, Ronald?- She said, nudging her brother.

-You can't ask this Troll for manners- the blonde replied.

Instead of answering him, Ron gave his mother a compliment and then walked up to the other woman and kissed her hand -Mrs. Black, you look incredibly beautiful. Try not to monopolize the attention or you will make the bride and the other girls jealous - and at such a display of gallantry everyone was stunned, especially her mother.

-What a charming young man you have, Mrs. Weasley- she responded flattered.

-Thank your son. It has been a great influence on him- she told her, resting her hand on the other's shoulder and they began to go towards her seats.

-Spoiled- Ron murmured.

-Pervert-

While the boys followed behind and tried not to laugh at Ron's behavior, the blonde whispered to him -Well played, Weasley...Now, stay away from my mother-

-Since you ask nicely... but first I'll ask her to dance- she replied evilly.

-You wouldn´t dare-

-¿Are you going to let your partner do that?- Hermione asked Daphne.

-It was my idea. I knew that would make Draco lose his mind- she replied, smiling.

-¡Brilliant! I wish it had occurred to me- Ginny finished, laughing.

-I thought you were on my side- he told him.

-Always- and she whispered something in her ear and her friend's face changed with happiness. Whatever she told him would help him get revenge on her.

-"This will be an unforgettable wedding"-Harry thought.

-I know- his girlfriend told him, standing next to her and grabbing his arm.

-¿Did you..?-

-I thought you were going to say that you are curious to know if Sirius's baby is a boy or a girl... but your shock made you lower your defenses and yes... It will definitely be an unforgettable wedding- she replied smiling. Far from being angry that she invaded his mind, he was proud of her girlfriend's incredible talent and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

Once everyone took their seats. Slow music began to play and Fleur entered, escorted by her father, who left her next to Bill. The man, after looking more closely at the scars of his son-in-law, far from showing displeasure, praised his bravery and wished them both happiness. They both gave their vows and swore love and fidelity until death do them part. After putting on both rings they kissed with a lot of love and joy. Harry saw that the photographer they had hired for the event was none other than Dennis Creevey. Who looked very happy and excited to be there, seeing his happy face while taking the photos he could see a trace of his brother smiling through him.

At once everyone was eating and drinking. As always, the most enthusiastic was Ron, but surprisingly, he did it with less grotesque manners and more like a pureblood who is just very hungry. Sometimes he observe Draco and try to imitate him, Ginny congratulated her friend, saying that he had managed to train Ron and that now he seemed more human at mealtime.

Daphne smiled -You can use those manners when we go on a date. But you don't need to pretend, plus I prefer real Ron. In fact, to hell to protocol. We're at a garden party and it's your house - and she was barefoot - I love those shoes but they're the most uncomfortable I've ever worn. Does anyone else want the main course? I don't want any more hors d'oeuvres, I heard that they have made all kinds of dishes and I have a huge appetite - and everyone was shocked to see that side of her as she finished a small sandwich in one bite and rested her bare feet on a small chair that she had conjured.

-They are certainly perfect for each other- the blonde said to Hermione.

-¡It can't be!- Ron exclaimed, seeing who had just joined the celebration. When they turned they saw Albus Dumbledore and Professor Snape himself entering. The director showed his kindness by greeting everyone while the other maintained his cold attitude and only greeted with a nod.

-We are sorry for the delay, what a shame we missed the ceremony. Although I'm glad to arrive before the banquet- the director said enthusiastically and went to sit next to his companion.

-I understand that Dumbledore came ¿But why did he have to come too?-

-Because I invited him, Ron- her sister answered coldly and went to where the man was to greet him.

-I'm surprised you're here, Severus- Narcissa told him when she saw him -I thought you hated these types of events-

-I wouldn't have done it if the headmaster hadn't insisted on me, and Miss Weasley told me that there was something important that she wanted to tell me -and he walked towards the girl -I hope it wasn't a trick to get me to come or else... .-

-Even if it were, the school year is over and we are at my house, you can't punish me or take points away from me. Also, it's not the first time I've manipulated someone ¿Do you know how many times I've pulled my housemates' strings in my favor? Including Harry and Draco- she replied, crossing her arms while smilling.

-Well said, dear- the woman added, raising her glass, smiling, and leaving them alone.

-If it's because of your notes, the owl will arrive shortly-

-I'm not worried, my grades are as good as Hermione's. There is something I would like to ask you-

-¿What is it?-

-¿Do you think it is possible to learn animagy during sixth grade or should I wait until the following year?-

The man opened his eyes in surprise. But after a second he regained his normal expression - I think the sooner the better. Furthermore, I have no doubt that your boyfriend and his friends will probably try to do the same clandestinely. It would be better if there was someone to assist them and make sure they don't do stupid things, especially your brother. We will talk about it as soon as the year begins, I will send you by mail some notes that can serve as an introduction-

-Thank you, sir- and she said goodbye, returning to her table.

The group had started to have fun, everyone was dancing and laughing. Harry was talking to Lupin, Tonks and the Rosmerta sisters. The girl told him that she had gone to a Muggle hospital to have routine check-ups and discover the gender of the baby. When he found out that she was going to be a boy, his joy was enormous.

-We have already chosen a name. Orion, since everyone in his family is named after a constellation. Orion James Black. Sirius missed his best friend a lot and now - she said, looking at him and touching her stomach at the same time -A part of both of us are still alive-

Draco and Ron had managed to get their hands on a bottle of fruit liqueur and were passing it off as pumpkin juice. After a while they were feeling the effects, especially because of how much they laughed and hugged as if they were brothers and asked Dennis to take a photo of them -You would think they were great friends- Daphne commented.

-They are, but they are so stubborn and proud that they can't recognize how much they appreciate each other- Hermione replied.

-Deep down they are all children- Ginny replied.

-¡Ronald Weasley! ¿Are you drinking alcohol? -Her mother told him.

-Just a sip mom-

-It was my fault Mrs. Weasley. I took one of the bottles and urged him to join the celebration. Don't be angry with him- the blonde added.

The woman was surprised by the answer and shook her head -My son behaves like a gentleman and you do stupid things. The world has turned upside down-

-¡Come on mom! I think given everything we've been through, a little fun and being silly is what we needed to lift our spirits. You can be mad at Ron next year when Draco and I get high grades while he stays barely average- her daughter told him and offered her a glass of the same drink so he could calm down and continue celebrating.

-Manipulative, talented and pretty. That kind of girl only appears once per generation. The dream of every mother... or mother-in-law- Narcissa Black told Snape who had witnessed the situation.

-And for some reason she ended up dating Potter. Certainly love is blind- he concluded.

Then the sky began to fill with fireworks, courtesy of Fred and George. The two had worked on new personalized pyrotechnics material for all types of celebrations, be it weddings, graduation parties, and Quidditch championships, and they already had several orders from different clients. The sky was full of colorful lights and, of course, a huge "W" before the end. Harry saw everything around him, the celebration, his future godson and the most important thing was that he was surrounded by all the people he loved and appreciated and he wished he could freeze that moment forever. He rubbed his scar, it hadn't hurt in a while. He couldn't wait until next year and have to worry about nothing more than his studies and being a normal teenager, or at least, as normal as could be expected of him.

END

Well, that's the end of this story. I hope you liked it and I thank those who took the time to read it to the end and those who left their opinions.