This is the End: There will be no sequel and apologize for this chapter being short, any updates will be for editing purposes. Many thank you's to her and the reviewers.

Keynote: Updated with a bit more Luna, a bit more of an ending :D 11-06-2019

Note: Hermione Krum is the godmother. Sirius doesn't have any legal standing except for Harry but everyone still calls him the Dogfather.

AN: I know this is a short chapter but it is how I felt this story needed to end. Hope you enjoy! And please, pretty please with cherries and edible flowers on top review with your thoughts and reactions?

Chapter 32 - Kiss

The first sight that met Harry when he opened his eyes was Luna's blue luminous gaze. She smiled at him, they leaned towards each other like the petals of a flower towards the rays of the sun.

They were a mere inch apart when Snape -whose chest and lap they had woken up on, pushed both of them away, a hand on their shoulders.

"Get off me," he snarled.

Harry had the grace to be abashed and mumbled an apology as he scrambled to his feet.

Luna -who had gracefully risen as if she hadn't fainted from the mental excision of helping execute the remnant of the Dark Lord's soul in another wizard's mind. She took ahold of Harry's lapels and claimed a kiss.

Snape made a disgruntled noise in the back of his throat as he staggered to his feet. He made it to his desk, one hand on the wood for balance the other finding a bottle of liquor. He took a hardy swig before declaring, "I'm retiring."

The two teens looked at the haggard professor for a moment, and then Harry said, "Well, finally."

Snape pointed a finger at him hand still holding the bottle, "I'll see you to graduation, after that you are not my problem. And if Albus takes issue with that, he can kiss my ass."

"You should do something you enjoy," Luna suggested.

Snape nodded, "I've saved enough funds to open my own apothecary. I will be selling potions. Pre-brewed, I will not be a damned ingredient supplier. And no one under the age of eighteen will be allowed through the front door."

"Legal age is seventeen," Harry remarked.

"I don't care!" Snape snapped. "Anyone still attending school, adult or no, will stay the hell away from me."

"Somehow I don't think that is an unachievable goal," Harry said dryly.

Sirius burst in through the door then, wand raised.

"Snape! Harry!" he yelled before freezing, "Luna?"

"Hello Sirius, Harry is Harry again," she answered serenely.

"So, I was right and he wasn't Harry before..."

"Correct," Luna said

Harry came over to his godfather and hugged him, "Thank you, Sirius, for knowing me."

Sirius squeezed him, "You're my son, I'd recognize you anywhere."

"What do you mean you were possed by Voldemort!?" Filius exclaimed.

"It's alright, Professor," Luna said, "everyone's alright."

Filius took off his glasses and rubbed at his face. "How did I not notice?"

Harry put a hand on his shoulder, "He had access to my memories and thoughts. He wasn't just pretending to be me, he was me."

"Was it hard for him?" Luna asked.

Harry nodded, "I don't think he'd ever felt emotions before, I don't think he knew what love was."

Filius put his glasses back on and looked into Harry's eyes, "If you shared a mind with him, what did you see Harry?"

He looked away at the all too knowing gaze, freaking Ravenclaws. "I saw what it meant to be selfish, what it meant to wish pain on others, to rejoice at another's suffering."

Luna laced her fingers with his, "It's alright to think bad thoughts and to want bad things, Harry."

"Is it?" he asked.

She nodded, "It matters more what you act on. Everyone has good and bad thoughts, everyone wants things that would hurt others, but it matters most the thoughts we decide on, the thoughts we choose to believe in."

Belief, choice. He hugged her, Merlin, he was so happy not to be alone.

Filius steepled his fingers, "Voldemort, my dear Harry, was the worst possible example of selfishness. But wanting things, wanting others, for yourself isn't inherently wrong."

Harry held Luna a little closer to him, "I want to live."

Filius smiled and Luna said, "Of course you do, I haven't told you about the jellyfish yet."

A Few Days Later

Hermione nervously sat down across from Harry on the train. Ron was in a different compartment with Lavender Brown.

Harry was happy as a clam, he would be spending the summer at Grimmauld Place with Sirius, Remus, and Tonks.

Luna was currently asleep, leaning against Harry's shoulder. As far as the end of a year at Hogwarts went, he had had worse.

"Hermione, whatever it is, just say it," Harry said, running his thumb over Luna's hand he held in his.

"I -I'm happy Luna is alright."

Harry couldn't help but smile, "I am extremely happy she's back."

"Harry…"

He sighed, "What?"

"Well- over the last few months, well, it seemed like you…" she hesitated then blurted. "I've kept up with writing and exchanging letters with Victor, and I think it's something, something that might lead to something lasting."

"Hermione, I am happy for you, Victor is a good guy. I love you like a sister. Luna is the only person who holds my heart."

Hermione looked relieved. "Good," then breathed a laugh, "or I suppose, Lovegood."

"Haha," he said, grinning. But the grin didn't last, "Hermione about the last few months…"

"Yes?"

"I was possessed by Lord Voldemort."

She gaped at him, "Excuse me?"

"You know, since Luna had fallen under the curse, that was Voldemort, not me."

Hermione opened her mouth, closed it shook her head and asked, "What?"

"Voldemort, you know bodiless wraith with the last of his nine cat lives left, figured out a way to process me. He's the one who cursed Luna and he used me to do it."

She shook her head again, her curls following the movement, "No, no, that's impossible, he couldn't pretend to be a student. He's old, he's evil."

"He had my memories and emotions, and he is very good a manipulating people."

"But he's-!" Hermione spluttered and then a look of horror came over her face, "Harry? Merlin, Harry, tell me you were in control some of the time?Tell me-"

He shook his head.

"So the last few months...?" she looked like she was going to be ill.

He nodded.

"He... he was nice to me," she said in a horrified whisper.

Harry couldn't help but smirk, "He had a crush on you, 'Mione."

He wished he had a camera to capture the look on her face at that moment. Her nose wrinkled, her eyes almost crossed as if she just smelt something truly foul. "But I'm a muggle born and he's..." she made disgusted sound, "the Dark Lord."

His smirk turned into a grin, "I know, and trust me, he was so confused. He kept having nightmares about his feelings for you. It was really creepy but kind of funny to watch him agonize over it. You're the first person on this planet he has ever loved."

Hermione held out her hands, "No, no! Don't say that! Oh... that is so gross, don't ever say that again, I -ugh!"

He laughed as Hermione disappeared, and Luna slept peaceably through it all against Harry's side.

Sirius and Xenophilius greeted them at the train station. Xenophilius greeted Luna with a hug that lifted her off her feet.

When he put her down after spinning her around, he bowed so she could pat the top of his head.

Sirius in turn, patted Harry on the top of his head, Harry stuck his tongue out at his godfather.

He barked his laughter.

Xenophilius approached Harry suspiciously, and leaned into him, then sniffed at his face.

Sirius stayed quiet, too quiet, and Harry knew he would be teased for this later.

"You're you," Xenophilius said, proving that crazy as anyone thought the Lovegoods were, they had a knack for seeing what was in front of them better than those poor souls cursed with 'normalcy.'

"Yes, Sir."

Xenophilius cuffed Harry under the chin, "You can see my Luna again when the next term begins. I'm taking my daughter home."

He nodded, and Luna blew him a kiss which he caught, put in his pocket for a rainy day, then blew her back one of his in return.

Her outrageous laughter warmed and strengthened his heart as her father led her away.

"So, kid," Sirius asked when they had lost sight of him, "how do you want to spend the summer?"

"Are you teaching next year?" Harry asked.

His dogfather grinned, "That I am."

"Then let's have a real vacation, I want to see the sun."

"I was thinking Canada," Sirius suggested.

Harry frowned, "That doesn't sound very sunny."

"It's summer, most places are sunny by now. I want to see the falls."

"And after that?"

Sirius lopped his arm in Harry's, "We'll go where ever we want, we're free."

Epilogue - 19 Years Later

Luna Lovegood and Professor Harry Potter owned a modest home on the outskirts of Hogsmeade. Luna travelled the world with her career as a Magical Creature Habitat Specialist. It was her job to ensure that the Magical Creatures` rights were being upheld and their homes were livable. But despite the faraway lands she explored, she always returned home to her Harry and her two children Lilianne Pandora Potter and Rueben Xenophilius Potter.

Lilianne -not Lil, not Lils, not Lily, and definitely not Lily-Flower (cough, cough, Dogfather Sirius), had been born five years after Luna had graduated from Hogwarts, by which time both Harry and she were well established in their chosen careers. Although Harry's first year of teaching in Luna's seventh year had been a bit of struggle as they weren't `technically` allowed to be a couple. Harry had taken over Sirius's position as the DADA professor as Sirius moved on to become Gryffindor Head of House and the Transfiguration professor. As -in turn, Minerva McGonagall became the Headmistress of Hogwarts after Albus Dumbledore retired (under less than favorable terms with the other professors).

Rueben who went by Rue, was Luna and Harry's second child. Rue was the baby of the family. Six years younger than his older sister, he enjoyed the attention of being a Potter and the inherent cuteness that being a five year old earned him. He had his mother's big blue eyes and his father's messy raven black hair. Unlike Lilianne who had her father's emerald eyes and her mother's fair coloring.

Lilianne was entering Hogwarts and was destined to be sorted into Slytherin. Slytherin, not for her cunning or survival instincts but because of her ambition -and perhaps for her penchant for speaking with legless reptiles. At a very young age after hearing pieces of her father's childhood, a man who was raised by muggles with no guardian's help in the magical world, as well as hearing tidbits about Dogfather's childhood, a man who had been raised by purebloods, she decided that magical children needed more oversight. It needed to be ensured that they were safe at home with people who wanted them, or at least have powers in place to help those children when they were discovered. She was ready to rewrite the laws and open a completely new branch in the Wizarding World for domestic rights and law enforcement. Nothing could or would dissuade Lilianne from this path.

Contrarywise, Rue would one day be destined to be sorted into Hufflepuff (although he too possessed the ability to talk to snakes). Rue would follow his namesake in becoming the gamekeeper at Hogwarts (much to Hagrid's delight), and like his father and Dogfather, he would become a professor at Hogwarts. Unlike Rubeus Hagrid, Rue would have extensive formal training, going on researching trips with his mother as well as studying for years at foreign academies. It was a near thing that Rue hadn't been sorted into Ravenclaw, but then, he had his father's demeanor with none of his father's trauma. Rue Potter would become known for his kindness, his patience, his wisdom, and his unfailing ability to forgive. Rue's children, however, would have the mixed blessing of their grandfather's dubious and often fickle luck. But that's another story.

In Harry Potter's time, he would witness the natural deaths of his beloved professors, become headmaster and meet his great-great-grand babies. When the Great Harry Potter died he would be extremely old -quite miraculous for a man who had died twice, but as it is said, third time's the charm. Although in all reality, Harry stayed in this world longer than he ought to have because he was a stubborn bastard, waiting for Luna. Luna and Harry would die together, hand and hand.

Where some people faded and others have their light blown out; Harry and Luna's lights spun away, like shooting stars trying to find a new home for themselves in the galaxy.

Yet, that would be many, many years from the year 2015. Many years from a clear skied night and already late -or in the morning early enough, to be the 1st of September. Luna Lovegood was laying on the roof staring up at the stars splayed in a glittering array above her. There was no light pollution in Hogsmeade so the stars shined bright.

Harry found her and laid out on the shingles, his hand finding hers. They gazed at the heavens together.

After some time Harry spoke, "You seem sad tonight, solemn."

"Is Rue asleep?"

"You know he is. Down and up with the sun that one."

"As opposed to you who is always up before the sun. Really, Harry, you need to sleep more."

"And waste away the time I have with you, never." He paused for a moment, waiting for her to speak, to tease him, when she didn't he said, "I notice you didn't mention Lilianne."

"She won't be sleeping tonight, too busy plotting with Korra for such a mundane activity as sleep," Luna said, waving her free hand in the air. Korra was a Sonoran coral snake and spelled so her venom glands were not effective against humans.

Harry spoke often with Korra and didn't think the spell was necessary, but then again, he would hate for some poor soul to lose the ability to breathe over a prank. Although, all things considered, if Lilianne got a hold of a prankster, or Merlin forbid, a bully, they would likely face worse with their daughter than a poisonous snake. Lilianne did have a wee bit of temper.

"Luna, what's wrong?" Harry asked, letting go of her hand so he could turn on his side to face her. He hadn't changed all that much, but Luna… Luna had become all the more beautiful. He put an arm over her slim waist and leaned closer to her.

Luna curled into him and sighed, "Things are changing."

"'Things' have a way of doing that. What about things is bothering you?"

She played her fingers over the front of his robes, "Sometimes I can't believe your mine."

Harry tilted her face up to his, "Believe it, because being yours, having you in my life, I would change nothing between us. Not ever."

Her crystalline eyes searched his face, "Aren't you afraid of what the future might hold?"

"Of course, but if I have learned anything, it is to enjoy what we have for as long as we have it."

She cupped his face in her hands, "And fight for it when the time for fighting comes."

Harry pressed in against the feel of her touch, "Luna Lovegood, I love you."

When she smiled it was like the sun cresting the mountain tops, "Harry Potter, I love you, every bit of you, forever-"

"And always," Harry finished with a kiss.

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