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"Wow!" Harry heard Wendy say in awe as they stood outside the Fairy Tail guild hall. He's happy to see her so carefree after what happened back at Cait Shelter.

"Come on, everyone! Let's get inside and tell everyone how awesome we were!" Natsu exclaimed excitedly, walking through the doors.

The rest of Team Fairy Zeal followed him in. Before Harry got a chance to walk him himself, he heard loud greetings and welcome backs from within side the guild hall. When he did walk in he was tackled to the ground by Castor. Harry held onto him when he felt how hard his son was holding him. The poor boy's body was also quivering with quiet sobs.

"Don't leave on another mission that dangerous again. Please, dad," came Castor muffled voice from Harry's chest.

Harry lays a hand on the light blond hair and says, "It's okay, son. I'm alright. I'll try to not go on another mission like that one for a while, but I can't make any promises."

Castor lifted his head. "Why not?!" he demanded.

"Well if the Magic Council decides I need to go on another one like that, I can't just refuse," Harry explained. "Not unless I'm unavailable; alas, if I'm called specifically for a mission by them, then I would have no choice. I would have to go right after the previous mission."

Castor does not look happy about this. He puffed out his cheeks and his eyes narrowed. Harry is sure that he can see a vein throbbing in the young boy's forehead.

Harry smiled fondly. "Come on, there is someone I want you to meet." He stood back up and grabbed hold of Castor's hand. He walked over to the bar where Mira just gave Wendy and Carla their new guild marks. "Hey Wendy, I want you to meet my son, Castor Malfoy-Potter." He turns to his son. "Castor, this is Wendy Marvell. She helped us in our last mission, but something happened that she had to find a new place to stay, so I offered her to come here."

Castor just stared at the new girl for a full soiled second before blushing in shame for it and gently grabbed hold of Wendy's hand and lifted it up to his lips. "It is a pleasure to meet you, Miss Marvell," he greeted.

Both Wendy and Carla blushed at this display, but Carla more out of anger than flattery.

"It's nice to meet you too, Castor…" Wendy said shyly.

"Now wait just a minute!" Carla said loudly. "What do you think you're doing placing your lips upon Wendy like that?!"

Harry rolled his eyes at this, but kept silent. Castor can handle this. "I'm greeting Wendy in the formal, proper, pure-blood manner that was taught to me by my ancestor, Draco Malfoy," he replied. "It's an old practice, but I know that it is used in some places still. There is no harm in this form of greeting."

Carla looked like she was about to say something else, but Wendy cut her off. "It's fine, Carla. There really is no harm in it."

Harry smiled before turning to Castor. "I do believe I made a promise before I left for my mission…" he trailed off so his son could figure it out on his own. Castor looked confused for a moment, but then his eyes lit up like a child's in a candy store. "So what have you thought of?"

"I want to fly on your broom!" said Castor. "Draco had always said that he was a master on a broom and that he was sure I would be just as great as him!" Harry looked a bit surprised at this request, but smiled warmly and nodded.

"Alright you can fly on my broom, but go slow. My firebolt is fast and really shouldn't be used for beginners, which is why Fawkes and I will be out there. If you fall off we'll be able to catch you," Harry said.

"YES!" Castor jumped up in joy, throwing his fist up into the air as hard as he could. "Can we go now?" he asked.

Harry's smile only grew. "I don't see why not." He used requip magic to bring out his broom and had Castor follow him. "Let's go to the back of the guild."

Harry had watched Castor fly on the firebolt for half an hour. The boy was indeed a natural flyer. After the half hour was up, Harry told Castor to come back down.

"Aw…but dad…" Castor whined.

"You can fly again some other time, but right now I have somewhere I need to be," said Harry.

"Can't you just leave Fawkes here then until you get back?"

Harry thought about it for a few moments. He could leave Fawkes here with Castor to make sure his son would be caught should he fall, but he would feel more comfortable if there was someone else here to keep watch.

"Sorry Castor, but the bank is on the other side of town. I would like my broom back or Fawkes so I can get there faster. I'm still tired after the Oracion Seis mess, so I would like to get home and call it an early day." Castor still pouted, but came back down. Harry watched to whole time his son descended with tense muscles. He only allowed himself to relax again when Castor is safely on the ground.

"Why do you need to go to the bank?" asked Castor.

"I've been holding something off for too long. I want to see if I can exchange old wizard money with Jewels. If I can I'll be able to finally buy us a house."

"Can I help pick out the house?"

"If I can exchange the money, I don't see why not." Harry watched as his son pulls his fist down with a loud whisper of 'yes!'

Harry let out a small laugh. "Alright, why don't you go back inside the guild? I'll back as soon as I can."

"Okay!" Castor left Harry his broom and then took off for the guild's backdoor. Harry watched him go before hopping on his firebolt and take to the sky.

After a minute of flying at top speed, Harry reached the bank. He landed slowly, jumped off the broom, and then walks into the bank after putting his broom back into its space.

Unlike Gringotts, this bank has humans controlling the money. He walks over to the teller and places some galleons on the counter. "I would like to see if this can be exchanged," Harry said.

The women behind the desk looks up to see him and then back down to see the gold. Her eyes widen at the sight before grabbing one of the coins and magnifying glass that is filled with magic. This magnifying glass can tell the user what the coin is made of, how old it is, and still be used to see the engravings.

"This is a galleon…" she said in awe."No one has seen money like this for 500 years. Where did you find this?" she looked back up to face Harry.

Harry shrugged his shoulders. "It was my family's. They had a vault full of it." That is all he said.

"Where is that vault?"

"Does that matter?" he asked.

"No I guess not. If it wasn't your money, you wouldn't have gotten a hold of it," the woman said. "This money can be exchanged. For one galleon it will be ten Jewels. I see you have given me ten. Do you have any more on your person?"

"Just about the same with sickles and knuts."

"One sickle is 5 Jewels and a knut is 1 Jewel." Harry gave all he had. "I'll be right back sir. Why don't you take a seat while you wait?" Harry does as told and waits for his name to be called.

While waiting, Harry thought about how much money he would get. He gave ten galleons, so that is 100 Jewels. Then there are ten sickles, so 50 Jewels – that makes 150J. With the last bit of money he exchanged, that is another 10 Jewels. In all, that is 160J. Not a lot, but with how much is in his vault…he may as well be filthy rich. (AN: I'm not a banker, so I don't know how much the exchange would really be, but it will result in Harry still being rich, don't you think?)

"Harry Potter!" Harry heard his name called, and so got up to get his money. "Here you go sir. 160J is there. Please come back again." Harry nodded his thanks before taking his leave.

The next day, Harry woke to the blinding light of the sun. He had plans for today, and he thought of maybe taking Castor with him. He wants to go back to Diagon Alley to get to Weasley Wizard Wheezes. The only thing that makes Harry question if he should bring Castor there or not is because he doesn't know – or remember – what will be inside the shop. He knows there will be stuff for pranks, but he won't know how to undo them. He also doubts there will be anything harmful as well.

He decides that he rather be safe than sorry, so he won't take Castor with him. With that decision made, Harry got up, got ready for the day by taking a shower first, and then he makes breakfast. After he, Castor, Fawkes, Edge, and Dash finished eating they all went to the guild. Harry allowed Castor his broom to fly on while he is away, but he told his son firmly to make sure there is a reliable adult there with him. After he got the promise, he kissed Mira farewell for a little while, knowing she would rather be alone today, and left the guild in a flash of fire.

When the fire went out, Harry found himself along with his familiar in an old, abandon alley. 'Okay Harry, one place at a time.'

{Are you thinking of fixing this whole place up?} Fawkes asked, not sure if he is shocked or just curious at the thought of Harry wanting to repair all of Diagon Alley.

"I doubt I would be able to do it all by myself, but I would like to see this place brought back to its former glory," Harry said in reply. "After all, what is to say that everyone that was at Hogwarts at the time are not still alive? Both I and the Dark Lord lived, so why not them?"

{You do bring up a good point. So you want to fix this place up for them?}

"Something like that." Harry starts walking over to the only building that still has any hint of magic: Weasley Wizard Wheezes. He goes into the place and rolls up his sleeves. "Well, time to get to work."

{You could just use magic, you know?}

"That will be for the building itself, the items may not like magic being cast on them after being neglected for so long. The string of magic in them may just react badly or activate the prank. I don't know about you, but I don't want to wind up with a pig's tail." Harry paused after he finished speaking. The thought of a pig's tail made him see a fat boy who was being rude and an even bigger, hairy man giving him a pig tail. He wonders who they were. He thinks he has seen the boy before in other memories, but the giant of a man was somewhat new. He knows he has seen him before, but he couldn't place a name to the face.

{Harry? Are you alright?} Fawkes' voice snapped Harry out of his thoughts.

"Yeah, I'm fine, just a memory." He pulls out his wand. "Now let's fix this building up before doing anything with the products," he said. "Reparo…" There was a groan coming from the building around them, and then the place starting moving. Bits of walls, ceiling, stairs, doors, floor, and counters are all putting themselves back together. In no time at all – only a few seconds – the building was back to its old self, minus the items littering the ground as well as the dust.

Harry found a broken broom that was meant for flying that he could use to clean up all the broken potion bottles or any other smashed goods, a mop that he was able to repair for cleaning up any spills, and a face mask. Before using any of those tools, he put on some gloves he bought before coming back to the alley, and thankfully his own face mask. He wasn't using something 500 years old. Who knows what is on that thing.

While cleaning, Harry is surprised that nothing turned to dust. The Weasley twins must have placed some kind of charm on everything, maybe a stasis. He wasn't going to complain, because he was able to find many books he could read while taking a break.

Speaking of breaks, Harry decided to take one now – Fawkes forced him – and eat some food while reading the transfiguration book he found on Nirvana.

While Harry was reading, Fawkes looked around at Harry's progress. He did a lot in only six hours. He missed launch, which is why he had to make Harry take a break. Harry almost finished the bottom floor – he still needs to do all the other room down here – but he has yet to touch the top floor in any form. He still has to dust everywhere, however. This place is making him almost sneeze.

Harry paused in his eating and reading. He can't shake this feeling that something has gone wrong back home. It has gotten so bad he can't finish his dinner or even concentrate on his book. He got up and put everything away in his bag that he brought with him and left the mop and broom by the front door.

"Fawkes let go back home. I have a bad feeling," he said. Fawkes was surprised that Harry wants to leave after he had to force him to stop cleaning, but he understands. He lands on his wizard's shoulder and teleports them back to Magnolia, or what's left of it. The whole town was gone. All there is left is a sandy ground. "What…happened…here…?" Harry asked horrified.

"Harry!" He heard from behind. Harry turned around and saw Jellal, the edo one. "I'm glad you made it out," Jellal said.

"I wasn't here when…whatever this is happened," said Harry.

"That explains how you got lucky. I'm sorry to ask since this is my father's fault, but will you help me? I have already sent Lucy and Gajeel on ahead. I stayed to see if there was anyone left, but all I found was you."

"Where is everyone else? They're…not…" Harry couldn't finish, but Jellal knew what he was asking.

"No, they are not dead. My father used the anima, this makes the town and its people become a huge lacrima. He uses this to power-up his city. I'm sure I told you this."

"I remember some of what you said, but I'm not sure. Thanks for the reminder though," Harry said gratefully. "How do we get there, to Edolas?"

"First swallow this," Jellal said while handing Harry a small, red pill. "People of Edolas don't have magic in their body like Earthland mages. This will make sure you can use your magic while there."

Harry nodded his thanks and swallowed the pill quickly. "Now what?"

"We need to fly up there." Harry looked to where Jellal is pointing. Up in the sky is a black hole like portal. Harry nodded his head.

"Alright, grab hold of Fawkes then," he said. Jellal was confused, but did as he was told. Both he and Harry grab hold of Fawkes' tail feathers, and a fraction of a second later, the phoenix took off toward the portal with his two – one in shock – passengers.

I'm going to say this one more time: Edolas is being skipped for now. There will be a spin-off for it, but right now this story is already longer than I thought it would be. Right now there are only 3 arcs left: Tenrou Island, Grand Magic Games, and Tartaros. I'm not going pass that point for reasons I'm sure you'll see sometime in or after Tenrou.

Harry: I get the feeling we'll be seeing Voldemort again soon.

Enj/Dark: You are right. He's in the next chapter. There is going to be a bit of a time-skip with some skimming as to what it is that happened between Edo and Tenrou.

Voldy: Finally, I haven't been in this story for a while now.

Zeref: You're one to talk…

Voldy: You haven't shown up once.

Zeref, Enjali, & Natsu: *Whispers: That's what he thinks.*

Enj/Dark: Please review, and see you in 2 week! ^-^