Hogwarts , 19th June 2009

His gloomy eyes told the truth of how much he had lost. His family consisted of a happy go lucky father, an overbearing but lovely mother, his elder brother who was married to a beautiful veela, his second dragon loving brother, third brother who was nothing but a ministry loving, arrogant, idiot brother with his beautiful yet innocent muggle wife, fourth who had lost his one ear but whose dark skinned wife was always cheering them, fifth who died six years ago, he; the sixth one an idiot and jealous prat and his lovely muggle-born wife who loved him and their best friend equally, finally his baby sister, his only sister with whom no matter how much he fought, loved that silly girl with all his heart and not to forget his children and nieces and nephews.

Today he looked at his three year old daughter crying as he hugged her remembering his family who left him alone forever with a dying wife and already dead son. He didn't understood what to do? Should he first help his dying wife or cry for his dead son or make his daughter quiet. So, he just leaned at the wall.

Being a muggle-born witch was not easy especially if you're not attractive or want to make your name for yourself in a world. Being the only daughter of her parents she was cherished in home but her intelligence became her enemy and made her lonely without any friends. She loved fairytales and wondered if magic was real. Yes, it was. She was…….. excited to meet new friends, study new things and explore a world so similar yet so different from her own. When she arrived, her dream broke and she understood the reality. She was a mud-blood, people of this magical world termed her as a disgrace but that never stopped her, she started having friends, the brightest witch of her age, then when she had to hide, she obliviated her parents (her first mistake), after victory she searched for her parents for years and finally found them, she lifted the obliviation spell (her second mistake). She thought her parents forgave her, accepted her back and now she could live happily with her family.

Today she was lying down beside her dead son, her daughter crying. She understood how it would be difficult for her husband. Her husband had three different people and three different emotions swirling around his mind. She knew her husband wasn't the bright lumos, so she didn't say anything, maybe she can stay with her family a bit longer?

He was the boy who lived, and today he again proved that he couldn't die but watching his pregnant wife dead, his godson Teddy who had just celebrated his sixth birthday was crawling to another side afraid they will see him not trusting his own godfather, his eldest who had just closed his eyes not wanting to watch anything else and his dead son who just looked like him, made him mad at himself. Being an orphan can never be a good life and if there is any happiness his aunt and uncle made sure to snatch it from him. At the age of five, he came to know his real name, at the age of eleven he got to know what he really was. Not even a single second spent in Hogwarts was easy, every time, every year was life threatening but still he considered it as his own home. Watching them destroying his home broke his heart. He quietly somehow gathered himself and went to his son and godson who were looking fearfully at him. Carrying them was not easy but he did that. Staggering he went towards his best friend who was now leaning their emotionless.

A sound he heard from his back made him afraid for the boys but relaxed when Teddy weakly took the name.

"Neville, Luna."

Turning to his friends he saw the tears in their eyes. He knew everything was destroyed.

Gringotts Bank, Diagon Alley

The Goblins had always prided in themselves and their banks, standing infront of the bank, the head of Gringotts looked at his remaining peers.

"Find out how many magicals are alive, including muggle-borns?"

The remaining nodded and searched for any and all magical they could find.

"Director, few people are alive in Hogwarts."

"Then let's march there."

Hogwarts

"Harry, take Rose from here, mate…… Mione is dead and so Hugo, my whole fucking family is. I know you and Gin will take care of her. Please mate don't, don't let her feel her family's absence." Ron started crying hugging his daughter.

Tears fell from Harry's eyes as he gathered courage to speak. "Ginny and Albus are no more, my aunt herself choked Al to death."

"Gin" Ron whispered. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO" the defeaning sound of Ron had scared the three kids, but Harry could understand him, he was feeling the same pain.

Neville tried to console Ron in vain.

"We should hurry up from here, Harry. I don't want any muggles to harm the kids." Luna's haunted voice was the last thing he could expect but he knew there was nothing to say in this.

"What shall we do now. The muggles are everywhere and we don't know what's safe or not safe for us." Neville asked worriedly.

Harry knew the only people who can help them now…..

"I know who can help us."