"Are you ready?" the Doctor asked, back in his disguise. He and Harry had decided not to tell Draco about the conversation they had. Maybe later, in the future, but both had felt Draco wouldn't entirely understand it. And that he would vehemently deny his part in any of it, because that was who Draco was. Anubis sat in the corner, obviously understanding the mood because he was whimpering softly. Harry had agreed that he should stay with the Doctor – the island was Anubis' home. Harry was currently stroking the top of the dragon's head, and Draco was fixing his robes for whatever reason, Harry wasn't entirely sure.

"Yes, I think so," Harry said, standing up and brushing his hands off on his pants, walking forward toward the fireplace. "Not like we have many souvenirs from our trip."

"Except scars," Draco muttered and both Harry's laughed. Draco looked at them curiously, before shaking his head, crossing his arms and pouting.

"Right, then," the Doctor said, pulling a small box out of his desk and walking over with it. "Floo powder. It's a bit old but I think it will work fine," he said cheerfully, his eyes twinkling as he watched Draco take hold of Harry's hand. Both boys took a bit and hoped for the best.

Draco went first, shouting 'Hogwarts!' before disappearing into the flames. When Harry was left alone with the Doctor, he turned to face him.

"Will you be alright?" he asked.

"Oh, I'll be fine, so long as you're happy," the Doctor said, a knowing look on his face but he didn't divulge any information. What Harry didn't know and couldn't see was that the Doctor was fading as they spoke. Without the future he had described – a future without Draco, he would no longer exist and a new, better Harry would take his place. "Go on, then. I'm sure you're friends will be happy to see you."

"Goodbye then," Harry said turning to the fire before pausing. "Thank you. Goodbye, Scarlet, Violet. Maybe I'll find you in the future," he said with a grin, before throwing the Floo powder into the fire and shouting 'Hogwarts'. He put one foot in, then another and was gone. As he was swirling between the fireplaces, he noticed something. First he felt it – something brush against his leg. And then he saw it.

"Anubis!" he shouted, grabbing a hold of the dog to keep him from leaping out of some stranger's fireplace and scaring them half to death. He bumped his elbow against several other fireplaces before toppling out of the Hogwarts fireplace, Anubis falling on top of him, before licking the soot of Harry's face, his glasses askew.

"Thanks," he grumbled, wiping the slobber off his face. He stood up, cleaning his glasses on his shirt before placing them back on his features and getting up. It was then he realized that there were other people in the room. The rest of the Order. And they all had their wands pointed at Draco, who was currently standing wide-eyed with his arms in the air.

"Will you do something?" he said out of the corner of his mouth and Harry grinned.

"It's okay. He's not going to do anything, I promise. He's with me," Harry said, reaching over and snatching Draco's hand out of the air and holding it in his own. Anubis barked at his side. "Uh – and so is he."

- - -

"Ugh! Would you two stop snogging for two seconds?" Ron snapped, his arms folded over his chest, watching Harry and Draco with a look of disgust on his face. "Just because we won doesn't mean you have to suck each other's faces off."

"Oh, lighten up, Ron," Hermione admonished. "We've won the war. They deserve a little time together after everything."

"Hermione, they've been doing that since the day they got back from that island place that Harry still hasn't really told us about," Ron said with a slight whine. "It's gross."

"Oh, shut up, Ronald," Hermione said, before kissing him lightly on the lips and grinning, before hurrying away and hugging an Order member or two, leaving Ron dazed under a piece of mistletoe.

"Yes, Ronald, do shut up," Draco sneered, peering over Harry's shoulder.

"Draco, be nice."

"Do I have to?"

"Do you want to have sex tonight?"

"AUGH!" Ron cried and ran to Hermione, his hands over his ears, nearly tripping over Anubis as he did so.

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And they all lived Happily Ever After.
Except for Ronald, who never got used to the noises coming from Harry and Draco's room.

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Author Notes: Bwahaha! Wow. I'm done. Amazing. I hope you've enjoyed it. The ending is a bit short, but I didn't feel like I had much else to add. Review, review, review!