Okay, so this is a bit of a jump between Edo and now. The beginning of this chapter may not make a lot of sense due to how the last chapter ended, so I'm warning you now. That does not mean that you will not understand it, however.

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"We have located where Zeref may be hiding," said Hades to his newest and most lest trusted member, Voldemort. The snake-like man just showed up one day and asked – demanded – that he go with them to find Zeref. Hades said that he would agree if Voldemort took up the mark of Grimoire Heart, which he did, but it took some time, and he could tell that the scaly man hated the very thought. He knows that Voldemort is a leader and not a follower, which is why Hades doesn't trust him. The snake-like man will turn tail after back-stabbing them as soon as he had no more use for them.

"That is good news," Voldemort said in his high, hissy voice. "So tell me…where is he?"

Hades narrowed his eyes in distrust, but answered anyway. "He is on Fairy Tail's sacred grounds: Tenrou Island."

"Fairy Tail's scared grounds?" Voldemort asked intrigued.

"It is an island only members of Fairy Tail are allowed to step foot on, but we are not going to care about that. Fairy Tail may show up there this year for their S-Class trials. If so, then getting to Zeref may not be so easy."

"You think Fairy Tail will protect a dark mage?"

"Unwittingly they would. It is possible that they'll try their hardest to keep him out of our hands when they find out that the dark mage is asleep and we plan to awaken him."

"If they are there…are we allowed to kill them?" Voldemort asked, hoping that one of the members that may be on the island will be Harry Potter. 'If he is on the island, I will finally be able to kill him without the whole force of his guild to back him up.'

"You may do as you please. I'm not stupid enough to think I have any real control of you," said Hades with a glare. "Just don't kill your fellow guildmates."

Voldemort grinned when he heard this. Hades needs to be more careful with his words. With an evil chuckle, he walks out of the room with only one thought on his mind. 'Soon Harry Potter, your death shall come.'

Harry doesn't have a clue where he is. He remembers going to bed and that was it. He woke up in this white place that for some reason feels familiar. 'Is that a train track? Am I in a train station of some sort? Why do I feel like I have been here before?'

"It is because you have," a deep, gruff voice said from somewhere behind Harry. The young man spun around to face the man that spoke, but what he saw startled him. The man is wearing a long black cloak with a deep, dark hood over his head, hiding his face; however, Harry feels like he doesn't want to know – even though he may already – what this man's face will look like if his hands are anything to go by. The hands have no flesh or anything on them; they are just bones. "You looked surprised. Were you expecting someone else? Like an old man perhaps?" the being in front of him said with amusement in his tone.

'An old man…?' Harry wondered in confusion, but just then a memory returned to him. 'That's why this place looks familiar. I died while facing Voldemort, only to wind up here. I met Dumbledore and we talked. I was given the chance to return to the living world. Wait…does that mean…?' Harry's thoughts led him to a horrifying conclusion, but before he could finish it, Death – for that is who this being in front of him has to be – cut through.

"You're body is not dead. I brought you here to talk," Death said.

Harry felt relief at that, but now he wonders what Death wants to talk to him about. "Okay… what is it you want from me?"

"I don't anything from you, besides the rest of Voldemort's soul." Harry heard Death say the last part with venom. Death must not be too happy with Voldemort cheating him for so long. "I just wanted you to know that we will see each other face to face very soon, as well as leave you with this message: The oldest mage that walks these lands, surrounded by the dead, is the ally to the one who mastered Death."

"What does that mean?" Harry asked, very confused by the message.

"You and the oldest mage are the only ones that can take down the one that flees from I," Death explains vaguely.

"Okay…but who is the oldest mage?"

"You will find out soon enough." With those last worlds, the world around them became too bright for Harry's eyes. With a start, he woke to his adopted son shaking him.

"About time you woke up! Come on we still need to get ready to move into our new house!" Castor said excitedly, and then took off out their bedroom door.

Harry groaned before getting out of bed. He looks by his calendar to check the date. Today marks the third month since he thought he would never see Castor again. His trip to Edolas had been a stressful one. He wasn't sure if he and the others were going to make it on time to save the rest from the crazed, evil king that Mystogan/Jellal once called father.

Harry left his room to get cleaned up and into some clothes that he just grabbed at almost random, and put them on for the day. He walks into the kitchen and starts cooking pancakes for Castor and himself.

Once the two began eating, Harry thought about what he has done between now and getting back from Edolas. A week after he returned with his son from the other world, he went back to Diagon Alley, making sure to bring Castor with him this time – call him paranoid, but any sane parent would not leave their kid for months after something like that. He finished up cleaning and fixing up Weasley Wizard Wheezy as well as some shops. Some of the names were too faded to read, but some he could. One shop he fixed up was a book store with the name Flourish and Blotts, another store held wands of all types called Ollivanders, and many other stores that he could not see the names of that held stuff like things for potions that are of no use anymore with how old it is. He was only able to fix at max 10 locations in Diagon Alley.

While at the alley, he found a darker alley with a sign that said Knockturn Alley. A memory of when he popped out of a fire place – why was he coming out of a fire place? – and entered into a creepy, old shop with creepy items everywhere he looked appeared in his mind in a flash. He can't remember how old he was, but he feels like he was still new to the wizarding world. Sadly, he doesn't remember what happened after that, but he could guess that he hardly ever been in this alley since only one memory came back to him.

After the first two months that passed from their time in Edo, Harry was able to let Castor leave his sight for more than a few minutes. During the times Harry was not working on cleaning and fixing shops, he and Castor sat down and worked on finding a home to call their own. They found a nice two story house close to the end of the second month, and so Harry left Castor with Macao so he could get more money from Gringotts, and exchange it for Jewels. He now had 1,058,376J in his pockets, and he had hardly made a dent in his vault back in Gringotts.

Other times during his free time when he is not cleaning or looking for houses, he studied and mastered the transfiguration book he got from Nirvana. There have been other books he read while cleaning up Flourish and Blotts, but a lot of the books crumbled to dust after simply touching them. The only books that have lived for the most part were ones that were alive and/or had spells on them.

The Monster Book of Monsters he remembered having at one point, since he recalled it trying to eat his shoes. Some of the other books had moving pictures in them, while the rest had some kind of charm on them help stop them from being destroyed by the spells they it taught.

"I'm done, Dad. We should get everything into the carriage." Harry is snapped out of his musing by Castor's voice. He looks up and saw that the carriage his son mentioned should be here by now. He got up from his seat and start working on cleaning the dishes.

"Get started on loading up the carriage. I'll be right there to help out once I get these cleaned and packed away," said Harry.

"Alright, should I get Fawkes to help out?" Castor asked.

"No, I think it is best we do this without the help of a phoenix. Knowing Fawkes, he might just drop something that has fragile items inside."

"Okay, I'll go grab my stuff." Castor took off to grab his things from their room while Harry finishes cleaning and putting the dishes and pans away. Just as Castor is walking out the door, Harry picked up the box with all their kitchen supplies and followed right after.

It took a few minutes, but they loaded up the carriage and hopped on in along with their familiars to go to their new home. The house is on the other side of town, close by to the forest where Natsu and Happy's home is. So it took about half an hour to get there.

The moment the carriage stopped moving told Harry that they are in front of their new home. Both he and Castor got out and start grabbing their things. They didn't have much thankfully, so it didn't take them long to get everything out of the carriage and into the silver house with blue roof tiles.

"I already picked my room when I bought the place, so there are just the biggest room and the smallest left. Take your pick and the animals can have the last room to themselves," Harry said to Castor.

"I pick the big one!" Castor exclaimed while taking off up the stairs to find his room. Harry shook his head with a chuckle escaping his lips before following after his son up the steps that are on the left side of the living room.

The biggest room is in the middle of the small hallway, with the smallest room to the right and the second biggest being to the left. Left to Harry's new room is a small bathroom, and left to that is a closet. Harry walks into his room and puts down his stuff. He still needs to go back downstairs to get the dressers and beds so he can unpack his belongings. He goes to do just that.

Once everything is upstairs and unpacked, Harry goes back downstairs to set up the living room. He places the couch next to the front door with a small table in front of it. There is a desk facing the right wall from when anyone walks into the house for studying. Next to that is a bookshelf. Across from the front door are two doorways on the right of the stairs. Harry takes the one of the left that leads to the kitchen so he can put all the dishes away up into the cabinets. The kitchen is small, but not like their old one. The old one makes this new kitchen look huge.

The green-eyed wizard sets the oven in the open space toward the back of the kitchen and placed the dish washer that he hardly used into the other opening close to the sink. There is another gap that Harry fills up that is right next to him as he walked in with the fridge.

On his right leads to the dining room; this is the same room that the other doorway led to from the living room as well. He walks into the dining room to set it up and once that was done he turns to his left to go into the second bathroom.

This bathroom is much bigger than the one upstairs. So he placed the washer and dryer into this room. Once they were set and hooked up, Harry left the room. He goes back into the kitchen where he finds Castor. His son is standing in front of another door that is in between the kitchen and living room.

"Where does this door lead to, dad?" Castor asked.

"That would be the basement," said Harry. "There is nothing to put down there for right now since we have so little belongings. It is still a mess down there, so it needs cleaning. I'll have to fix it up, and maybe make it into a party room or something."

A happy grin forms on Castor face. "A party room? You mean we can hold my birthday party here?"

Harry nods with a smile of his own. "Yes, that's right."

"YES!" Castor shouted and hugs Harry tightly, making it hard for the older wizard to breathe. "Thank you! I always wanted to bring friends over!"

Harry chuckled. "You're welcome. Now, I have to start making dinner. While it is on, why don't I teach you some of the spells I have mastered?"

"Yeah!" Castor replied.

After teaching Castor five spells the night before: the disarming charm, water conjuring charm, fire charm, light charm, and revealing charm – he thought these spells would be useful to a kid his age – they ate dinner and went to bed shortly then after. Now Harry is on his way to the guild with Fawkes, Castor, and his son's familiars.

They walk into the guild hall, which led to Harry having to pull his son out of the way of a flying body. Harry carries Castor the rest of the way to the counter to ask what was going on. At first he thought it was a brawl, but looking closer, he saw they were fighting for job requests. He knows he has seen this before, but at the moment he is drawing a blank.

"Silly, the S-Class trials are coming up," Mira reminded him. Harry couldn't believe he forgot. He has been so busy with fixing the alley and finding a home that the trail slipped his mind. He tried going last year, but he was not picked. He is determined to go this year.

"Castor, stay with Mira. I'll be right back," said Harry. The wizard moves with the grace of a cat towards the request board. As he stood in front of it after dodging attacks from everyone, he is grateful that his fellow guildmates are so distracted with each other that they didn't take hardly any jobs off the board or notice him taking three good ones.

Now the hard part: getting out of this mess of bodies. Harry noticed that Fawkes did not leave his shoulder so told him to teleport them back to the bar. Harry didn't see how the Fairy Tail mages reacted to the sudden flames appearing, so also didn't see Natsu trying to eat them. He just turned something that would have been difficult into something easy that to a fire bird.

Now standing in front of Mira again, Harry handed her the three job requests he took off the board.

"Are you sure about these, Harry?" Mira asked when she looked down at the jobs in worry. "All of these will be tough for solo missions."

"I'm sure," Harry said confidently.

"Alright, I'll let the clients know you're on your way," she said, but afterward she gave him a kiss on the lips. "Be careful, I'll watch Castor this time."

Harry smiled lovingly. "Thank you, Mira." He turns to Castor. "I'll be back in a few days. You stay here with Mira and behave for her. I'm giving her the power to ground you if you don't."

"Aw! Dad that's not fair…" Harry just gave him a look. "…Fine I'll be good, but only if you come back to me safely," Castor said firmly.

"Aren't I the father?" Harry muttered, but not so quiet that his son and Mira couldn't hear him. "It's a deal. I'll be back in one piece, so be good." With that said and done, Harry hugs Castor in a protective, fatherly hug. Once he lets go, he got up, told his son and Mira he loves them, and walks out of the guild with his three jobs and Fawkes riding his shoulder.

TBC

Finally, they have a house! XD I have been trying to get them one for how long now? A long time. Now then, I need help coming up with jobs for Harry. I have alright thought of one so that will be next chapter. If you have any ideas, please tell me. I am open to suggestions.

P.S. Poor Castor. :( Harry won't be there for his birthday for the next 7 years.

Voldy: Finally I'm back! XD Get ready Potter! I'm going to kill you soon!

Harry: I wouldn't get your hopes up if I were you. What makes you think you can kill me when you failed all the other times?

Voldy: I got you that one time!

Harry: You almost killed me, because I allowed you to hit me.

Enj/Dark: He's right. :)

Natsu: He needs Harry to hold still to kill him? Wow… -_-

Zeref: That is sad for a bad guy.

Voldy: Shut up or else I'll kill you all!

Zeref: Then Enjali will just bring us back.

Enj/Dark: Or I could turn Voldy into a muggle… ~ :)

Voldy: O_O Um…who's turn is it…?

Zeref: Natsu's.

Natsu: Please review! XD