Title: The Spell of Hope

The day had arrived for the burial of the fallen heroes of the Battle of Hogwarts. The battle had ended, but the castle remained heavy with silence, broken only by soft sobs and murmurs of comfort. Harry Potter walked through the corridors, each step a reminder of what had been lost. He had said goodbye to Fred, to Colin Creevey, to so many others... and now he stood before the open graves of Remus and Tonks.

He knelt beside them, his eyes stinging with tears he could no longer hold back. Remus, his face peaceful, as if at rest for the first time in so long. Tonks, her hair a soft brown, as though she had finally let go of the fight and surrendered to rest.

"I'm sorry," Harry whispered, his voice thick with emotion. "I'm so sorry... I should have done more, I should have..."

It was then he heard soft footsteps approaching, and when he looked up, he saw Luna Lovegood. She seemed serene, almost ethereal as always, but there was a deep sorrow in her eyes. Behind her came Neville, Ron, and Hermione, all wearing grave expressions.

"Harry," Luna said gently, kneeling beside him. "They fought for a better world, and now they're together."

"I know," Harry muttered. "But it's not fair. They went through so much just to be together. Lupin suffered his entire life, and now, when he was finally happy, married to Tonks, with a baby boy... it's not fair. It's just not fair. What's going to happen to Teddy? I'm his godfather, I'll do everything I can to make him happy, but I know what it's like to grow up without parents. Parents who died at the hands of Death Eaters."

Neville swallowed hard. He knew exactly what Harry was talking about. His situation had been much the same. It was even more similar to Teddy's, who would be raised by his grandmother, Andromeda. The only difference was that Neville hadn't had a loving, devoted godfather like Harry would be.

Harry couldn't stop the torrent of words that spilled from him, words of anger and grief that had been trapped in his throat.

"And Tonks's mother? After everything she endured with the Black family, just when things were going well for her, her husband dies, and then months later, her only daughter dies too, and now she's left alone with a baby to raise. It's unfair! It's all so unfair!" Harry cried, tears of anger and pain streaming down his face. "If I could go back in time and stop their deaths... But it's too late now. It's final."

"Harry," Luna said softly, kneeling beside him. "They fought for a better world. Now, they're together, and that better world is where Teddy will grow up. But… you know, sometimes there are ways to change what we think is final."

Harry blinked, confused.

"What do you mean, Luna? They're... dead."

Luna glanced at the bodies of Remus and Tonks before turning her bright eyes back to Harry.

"There's an ancient magic, very rare. Few know about it. It's not written in books or told in stories. It's called the Magic of Hope. It can only be used in very rare cases, to reverse deaths that were deeply unjust and had severe consequences. This seems like one of those cases. You see, the spell can only be used to bring back two people, who died under the same circumstances, within a short time of each other and close together, and who were bound by a strong bond, like love. Also, those who've passed must agree to return."

Ron furrowed his brow, stepping forward.

"Luna, we're all heartbroken, but… magic to bring the dead back to life? That's not possible. Not even the Resurrection Stone can do that. Even Dumbledore said—"

"He said there were no spells to bring back the dead," Hermione finished, her voice wavering between scepticism and hope. "But… if there is a way…"

Neville stepped forward, his expression resolute.

"We should try, if there's a chance. They deserve it. And so does little Teddy. I was raised by my gran. It's not the same. Teddy deserves to grow up with his parents."

Luna nodded, her eyes locking with Harry's.

"The key is love, Harry. You have to believe that there's hope, even when everything seems lost. And… you'll need the Elder Wand."

Harry swallowed hard. The Elder Wand, the most powerful artefact of all, was now in his possession, though he had decided to hide it. Still, if there was a chance...

"Luna," he said, his voice trembling, "what do I need to do?"

Luna stood, taking his hands in hers.

"We need to go to the Great Hall. We'll need a circle of ten people who truly loved them. People who remember them as they were, with all their flaws and virtues."

The friends moved in silence, guiding Harry to the Great Hall. There, they formed a circle around the bodies of Remus and Tonks. Harry motioned for everyone else present to do the same. Even though they didn't know what was about to happen, thinking it was simply a tribute to the fallen couple, everyone gathered in a circle—Andromeda, Tonks's mother, with Teddy in her arms; Madame Pomfrey, who had tended to Remus so many times when he was a student and even as a professor at Hogwarts; and a crowd of students who had adored Lupin as their favourite Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher. The love that radiated from them for the couple whose bodies lay before them was so powerful that something stirred within. Deep down, they all knew what was coming.

Luna placed a small sprig of melancholywort, a plant that only bloomed in places where love had triumphed over pain, in the centre.

"Each of you," she began, "must remember a moment when Professor Lupin and Tonks brought you joy, comfort, or hope. Something that made you believe life was more than just war and suffering. We need to unite those memories, and then Harry will use the wand to channel them."

Harry took a deep breath and closed his eyes. He thought of his lessons with Remus, of the corporeal Patronus he had learned to summon. He thought of Tonks's laugh, the way she always managed to make everyone smile, even in the darkest times.

Ron stepped forward, his voice thick with emotion.

"I remember the first time I met Tonks. She tripped over a table at Sirius's house and spilt tea all over me. I was furious, but she laughed so much that I couldn't help but laugh too. She brought a bit of lightness to all of us."

Hermione, tears streaming down her cheeks, added:

"Remus was the best Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher we ever had. He showed us that monsters aren't always what they seem, and that even with all the hardships, we can still be good."

Neville looked at the bodies and said:

"Professor Lupin gave me value when no one else did. They fought for us. They fought so we could have a future. And I'll never forget them."

One by one, everyone present shared memories that filled their hearts with love.

Luna, holding the Elder Wand, handed it to Harry.

"Now, think of them as they were. Not as warriors, but as people who loved, who cared—for each other and for others."

Harry, tears streaming down his face, pointed the wand at the sprig of melancholywort. He murmured ancient words, words of power and love, feeling the warmth of the memories and the affection of those around him.

A golden light began to emanate from the sprig, spreading through the circle, enveloping the bodies of Remus and Tonks. For a moment, the world seemed to pause. The silence was broken only by the heavy breaths of those gathered.

Then, with a blinding flash, the light intensified, and as if time had reversed, Remus and Tonks opened their eyes. At first confused, then recognising the faces around them.

Tonks looked at Harry, then at Luna, and laughed, her voice hoarse and uncertain.

"So... we're... alive?"

Remus, still dazed, grasped her hand, as if he couldn't believe it:

"I... I don't know how, but it seems we are."

Harry, crying and laughing at the same time, knelt beside them, embracing them.

"You're back. I don't know how, but... you're here."

Tonks returned the hug, her eyes shining with tears and gratitude.

"Thank you, Harry. Thank you, all of you."

Remus only smiled, that tired, kind smile he always had, looking at each of them:

"You've given us a gift we'll never be able to repay. Thank you."

Luna, with her soft smile, said:

"Love finds ways to survive, even when we think it's been lost. You deserved more time together. And with your son, too."

With a burst of joy, the group helped them to their feet. The couple embraced, full of love, as Andromeda rushed to them with Teddy in her arms. At the sight of them, Tonks let out a cry of joy and hugged her mother and son. Remus joined the embrace, and the three adults wept with happiness, while little Teddy played with a lock of his mother's hair, which had turned a faint shade of green.

There were tears and laughter mingled, but above all, there was hope. Now, Remus and Tonks could see their son grow, could be happy in the better world they had helped to build, a world that, despite everything, still believed in the power of love.

And there, in the Great Hall, where so many battles had been fought, where so many lives had been transformed, the magic of hope shone brighter than ever.

THE END