Harry Potter and the Curse of the Gypsy

Author's Note: The final chapter is finally here! It has been a good run and I think I had a pretty good turnout for my first fan fiction. Everything has come to its conclusion, this is just a wrap-up to let everything come to an end and let everybody know how things turned out in the end. Tell me what you think, review, and feel free to e-mail me with any questions or comments. Also, read my story on fictionpress.net called TOBIAS DRAGONHEART if you liked this. It is very much in the same style and is my strange mix of Harry Potter and the Neverending Story.

Disclaimer: I do not own the Harry Potter enterprise...if I did, I wouldn't be near to tears waiting for book number five, which comes out tomorrow to my relief, because I am practically climbing the walls and I swear I'm going to attack the UPS guy when he finally delivers Order of the Phoenix.

Chapter Thirty: The Final Chapter

Harry listened as the whistle of the Hogwarts Express shrilly announced the official end of term. Everything had been packed, Gryffindor had won the house cop for the fifth year running, and slowly the story of that night in the woods had trickled out to the entire school. Neville, to his shock and reluctant pleasure, had become something of a hero to the Hufflepuffs, and Sprout had been seen talking to him--it was in her opinion that his obvious skill in Herbology was a clear indication of what he was.

Never before had the end of the year inspired such feelings of joy in Harry. For once, he could be happy that he had a carefree three months in which he didn't have to worry about homework or classes, and in which he could wake up late in the day and play a little Quidditch with his godfather.

For the first time, the end of the year had come and Harry wasn't leaving home. He was going home.

"Harry! Harry, there you are!" Hermione ran up to him quickly, grinning. "I thought for sure I wouldn't be able to see you again before we got on the train." She said, taking a deep breath.

"I wouldn't let you guys go without saying goodbye." Harry snorted, smiling when Ron came behind Hermione. "Be sure to write, okay? For a change, I won't have to write you for all the latest Quidditch news." Harry grinned.

"I still know more than you...don't be getting any ideas Potter." Ron said in mock warning.

"This is really incredible." Hermione smiled. "How did the Dursleys react when you told them you weren't coming back to them?" She asked. Harry stared at her for a long moment and she frowned. "You did tell them, didn't you?"

"And why should I ruin the surprise?" Harry said. He assumed a dreamy gaze. "I can just imagine. They'll be pretty worried when they find that I'm missing...I can only guess what things will run through their head."

"What, do you think they'll be worried about you?" She asked, frowning.

"No. They'll be worried that when my godfather finds out, he'll try and 'discover' why I'm missing." He laughed when Hermione punched him lightly on the arm.

"Where's Cory?" she said suddenly, looking around. "I'd like to see her before she goes."

"I think she might still be getting packed." Harry said. "She's leaving with Snape as soon as all the students are off on the train."

Ron shivered. "Snape's her uncle...I still can't get over it. An escaped convict, a bloody greasy-haired git, and You-Know-Who. I wouldn't want to be at that family reunion."

Harry laughed. "Yeah, all right. She might be here in a minute...only Neville left. He's going to leave here with his mum and dad. I think he's still saying goodbye to Ginny."

Ron shook his head. "I know. Neville better be careful...don't want him getting too busy with my baby sister."

"They're so cute together." Hermione laughed. "I think that takes care of the little crush she's had on you for a while now, Harry."

"Yes, but that still doesn't take care of the other lovebirds." Cory walked up, pushing her hair out of her eyes. "Hi, everybody. You ready for summer?"

"Fred and George are awful." Ron rolled his eyes. "They think that since dad repaid them that bit of money, they're gods. And they've officially gotten the forms...they're taking over the Shrieking Shack next year. I reckon they'll force us to let it 'slip' about the secret entrance to get there from the Whomping Willow." He grinned. "Maybe it'll be better, though. They might make more money...not that we need it much, anymore." He laughed.

This had been the highlight of the past month. As it had turned out, the Japanese company that Ron's dad had gotten a job with had turned out to be more than just a curiosity, and it was quickly discovered that household charms were quite the clever new addition to the modern wizarding household. Mr. Weasley had received great success with his new kind of oven, which not only cooked the food but also seasoned it to perfection and prepared it for presentation.

Added to this was a product for the everyday witch that was touted in Witch Weekly as being the 'greatest achievement for weight-loss this century'...a sort of spoon that depleted half the fat while saving all of the flavor--it didn't seem to matter that the fat had the odd habit of ending up in a wizard's Berlin manor house.

"But that doesn't answer my question." Cory said. "Hermione, when are you going to convince Ron to take you for a midnight stroll or something? You two are overdue for a good snogging."

Hermione sputtered and Ron assumed a horrified expression. Then a slow grin creeped over Hermione's face and she turned to Ron. "All right." She said. She leaned forward and planted a kiss on Ron's lips, pulling away to leave Ron pale and speechless. "Bye, guys!" she shouted as she ran away, waving.

"That girl." Ron said softly, but the sly look in his eyes was enough to let Harry in on their secret--this time next year, the two would be inseparable. He too left and Harry watched as he rejoined Hermione in a window. He glanced up when he felt a hand on his shoulder. Sirius was grinning down at him.

"Till next year then, eh Harry?" he asked.

"I guess so." Harry replied.

"And how about you Corinne?" he asked. She smiled, pushing the hair out of her eyes. The sadness still lingered as it did in Sirius' eyes, but there was a light that had somehow managed to come back to her. She would recover...they all would.

"I'm fine, Uncle Sirius." She said. "Just getting ready to go and stake my claim on Snape manor." She sighed.

"You're a Black...it just isn't right you going to live with a Snape." He sighed.

Cory grinned. "Sure, I could go live with you two." She replied. "But I don't know if I could withstand the temptation of having Harry around all the time. He's just too much man for me." She shrieked when Harry lunged at her, snorting loudly when she crashed into somebody.

"Excuse me for interrupting this little...party." Snape said coldly. Cory immediately went quiet, though Harry could tell she was fighting not to laugh, especially since the hand he had around her waist was tugging persistently at her hair and she was feverishly trying to swipe it away.

"Hello, Severus." Sirius grinned. "Nice weather, isn't it? Haven't been around this many people in a good thirteen years."

Snape scowled. Harry agreed with Ron--that wasn't a family reunion he would like to be invited to. He glanced behind Snape just as Malfoy sauntered up the platform with Crabbe and Goyle behind him.

"Hey Malfoy!" he said. "I don't think you've met my godfather...this is Sirius Black!" Malfoy turned and gave him a dark glare before stomping his way into the train. A young girl shrieked as he pushed her out of the way.

"That was uncalled for." Snape said icily.

"Yes, it was Harry." Sirius replied before leaning closer. "But necessary. And fun."

Harry grinned back--it was all the reply that was needed. Neville scampered down as the final whistle blew and ran over to his mother and father, who were standing there waiting for him. His mother wrapped her arms around him and Harry felt the familiar pang of jealousy, though it was deadened by Sirius' presence at his shoulder and the knowledge that he would be spending a Dursley-free summer, and that it was highly unlikely he would have to face his family for the rest of his life.

The only thing he regretted was that he would be unable to see the strange love affair of Dudley and the 'beautiful' Moira. Or perhaps that was a blessing.

They watched as the train pulled out of sight and on down the track, Hermione and Ron leaning out to wave wildly at Harry and Cory. Cory smiled smugly and pointed out to Harry the hands that were just visible through the window, Ron's and Hermione's clutched together.

"Well, bye Harry." Cory said, turning back to him. "I've got to go now...I'll write tomorrow."

"Bye." He replied. And then, in a move completely contradicting his nature, he leaned in and quickly kissed her, gaining a disapproving glare from Snape and a smug smile from Sirius.

He watched as she went out of sight and finally turned back to his godfather. Sirius was standing there, smiling. "So what now, Harry? To tell you the truth, I really would like to see Zonko's...it's been a while."

"I can't believe Remus didn't tell me you're the guy who invented Zonko's." Harry sighed. "You and my dad."

"Hey, I grew up poor." Sirius said as they walked towards the village. "How else do you think I got you a Firebolt?"

"You're Fred and George Weasley's idol you know." Harry replied. "You've made yourself a rival. The WWW is up and running. Even Mrs. Weasley can't say they haven't gone about things the right way."

"Yes, well." Sirius sighed. "It's hard being a celebrity. I'm just as famous as you, now don't forget that."

"Infamous, is more like it." Harry snorted. "How many articles in the past week?" he said wearily.

"I think the one that appeared in the Daily Prophet makes twenty-eight. But if you count Witch Teen Magazine's article naming you the 'Cutest' boy of the year..."

Harry snorted and punched Sirius in the arm. "Don't remind me." He groaned. "I've heard more giggling lately than when we did Cheering Charms in class." They paused at the edge of town.

"So, what do you want to do?" Sirius said.

"It doesn't matter." Harry replied. "We have the rest of our lives to do anything we want."

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Two years later, when Harry Potter was eighteen years of age, Voldemort finally gained control of Hogwarts. A devastating month followed, in which the four heirs were kept alive, beaten and separated. Finally, though, due to an action which almost cost Harry his life, they managed to come together and take the four swords.

It wasn't until the final member of the Order came forth that their powers were strong enough. Harry, backed by the other three and Albus Dumbledore, the heir of the man who gave Hogwarts it's name, raised his wand in protection against Voldemort and once again used Priori Incantatum, yet with the power of the Order he was able to turn every dark thing that Voldemort had ever done against him. He disappeared for the final time from the earth--to this day not a trace of him remains.

Peter Pettigrew was sent to Azkaban, whose jailers were replaced with trained Aurors. But he did not end this struggle without doing one final dark deed to his old school friends--the silver hand given to him by Voldemort killed Remus Lupin, who fought bravely to regain Dumbledore's rightful position in the school.

Sirius Black suffered much from this loss, but with Harry's return was able to recover to the greatest extent possible to him. He married three years after Voldemort's fall, finding love with a young muggle woman named Alexandra.

Cho Chang managed, despite the horrors of her imprisonment, to gain a top position on the Chudley Cannons. She brought them to the first victory the team had had in many years and eventually married the team's Keeper--Oliver Wood, who had been traded to his chagrin the year before.

Fred and George found the WWW to be a roaring success worldwide, though in Britain it never managed to rival Zonko's, a classic institution found by many to be the greatest joke shop of all time. It came as a great shock when the Twin Pranksters, as they were called by the Wizard's Business Report, married identical twins sisters well-known for high taste and picky attitudes--Parvati and Padma Patil.

Draco Malfoy admitted that he was 'tricked' into aiding Voldemort capture Hogwarts. At the moment he has been married and divorced three times. Currently he resides with Vincent Crabbe and Gregory Goyle, his family fortunes having been lost in having to pay fines for 'suspicious goods' found in the Malfoy Manor.

Dudley Dursley saw his cousin only once more in his lifetime--at his wedding to Moira Anders. They had three children. It came as quite a shock to the family when their youngest daughter Miriam displayed magical abilities at a young age. She left for Hogwarts when she was eleven.

Neville Longbottom married Ginny Weasley and the two had four children, three girls and a boy. Neville became a teacher at Hogwarts and eventually took the place of Professor Sprout as head of Hufflepuff house. Ginny, to her husband's dismay, took a job as an Unspeakable for the Ministry of Magic.

Mr. and Mrs. Weasley for the rest of their lives let it be known that they had one son more than they had ever bargained for. They were very proud when Percy became assistant to the new Minister of Magic, Amos Diggory, who after his son's death devoted his life to seeing justice done in the wizarding world. The Weasley family made a fortune with the inventions of Mr. Weasley, but lived evermore in the Burrow. Mrs. Weasley, when asked why they did not move, simply said any other place just 'wouldn't feel like home.'

Ron married Hermione after a tumultuous relationship. They made their first child goddaughter to Harry. Five other children followed. Ron worked for a time with the Wimbourne Wasps as Keeper before accepting a position in the Ministry in Sports and Recreation. Hermione, despite her many children, spent the rest of her life campaigning the rights of magical creatures.

The official liberation of house-elves came in 2004. Dobby and Winky were the first house-elves to gain a position in the Ministry as representatives for their race.

And as for Harry...he lived in peace for the rest of his life, finally finding the family that he had always wanted. Corinne Black lived with her uncle, Severus Snape, until she married Harry five years after the final battle. She always took credit for setting her 'Uncle Sev' up with the woman he eventually married. Ron agreed, though not happily--it was his own Aunt Cassandra and he officially became a member of the 'strangest family in history.'

Harry took a position as seeker for England and competed in the World Cup a record ten times running, winning all but one game--one in which a reserve seeker was called. He had to leave the game early to be in attendance for the birth of his first daughter, Lily Angeline Potter. He had another daughter--Hermione Samantha Potter, and twin sons--James Remus and Sirius Ronald.

All were in attendance for the funeral of Albus Dumbledore. There were hardly any that would believe he had been the heir of the man who taught the four founders of Hogwarts--especially when it was revealed that that man's name hadn't been Hogwart--but Merlin.

"Come on, Corinne." Harry whispered as they walked away towards their home. Their four young children were running about in the yard, happily playing. Slowly he embraced her and looked deep into her silver eyes. "This is family." he said softly. "You gave it to me. Thank you."

"Thank you, Harry." She replied. "For teaching me that family isn't just blood. I love you. Always."

And so ended the days of Harry Potter, the boy who lived...the man with the scar.

The End