Title: The Boys Who Lived

Author: Shara Lunison

Beta: Batsutousai

Rating for this Chapter:

Pairings: Harry/Henry (OMC), several others—none of them canon
Warnings: SLASH, twincest, slightly manipulative!Dumbledore, grey Harry/Henry, OoC-ness, major character death

Summary: The Potter twins are attacked by Voldemort and somehow defeat him. Now the Dark Lord has returned and they have to choose between light and dark. SLASH, Twincest, rated M for later chapters.

Disclaim Her: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.

Epilogue—

Harry and Henry ushered James, Lily, and Albus through the barrier onto Platform Nine and Three-Quarters. Their two older children, James and Lily, made a dash into the crowded platform to find their friends. The quieter Albus stayed with his parents as it was his first year and he didn't know anyone yet anyway.

Well, no one but his cousins. Aunt Hermione and Uncle Ron and Uncle Draco had Rose and Hugo and Scorpius. And Uncle Remy and Uncle Siri would be bringing Teddy and Regulus. Professor Snape and Professor Crouch had their twin daughters, Eileen and Lucy, but they were in James' year.

Scorpius was the only other first year this term that he knew. And James had been teasing Albus dreadfully all summer about Hogwarts and what the Sorting was like. He was almost set not to go to school at all and convince his dads to homeschool him instead.

They approached the scarlet engine and the emerald green cars behind, and Albus froze at the sight of all those students he would have to face.

Harry paused as the hand he had joined with Albus stopped moving. Turning, he studied the petrified face of his son and smiled. He knelt down to Albus' level and gently straightened his robes. "Don't worry, Albus. Everyone is nervous in their first year. But I promise that you'll make fast friends on the train. By the time you get to Hogwarts, the Sorting will seem like a piece of cake with your friends beside you."

Albus nibbled his lip. "Is the sorting difficult?" Harry gave him an incredulous look. "It's only, James has been saying we have to wrestle trolls and everything."

Harry shook his head and chuckled. "No trolls for your first year, I promise. It's not difficult at all. You don't even have to do anything, but you'll still find the right place at Hogwarts. No worries."

"Does it matter what house I get into?" Albus asked. "I don't want to disappoint you."

"All of the houses of Hogwarts are great. They will be your family while you are there. No matter where you end up, I'll be proud of you. Why don't you go find Scorpius. I'm sure he's just as worried as you are."

Albus rolled his eyes. "Scorpius doesn't worry about anything!"

"Don't be so sure," Harry whispered, nodding over his son's shoulder. Albus turned to look and saw a rather tearful looking Scorpius being hugged by his mother and fathers as they tried to reassure him just as Harry was doing for him.

"Yeah."

"Go on, then. He'll be a nightmare if he thinks anyone saw him being hugged by his parents," Harry teased.

Albus ran off, and Henry joined hands with Harry as they watched their children mingle with their friends and find their places on the train.

"I know I doubted you when you suggested using a surrogate to have kids," Henry said softly, "but it was definitely worth it."

"I know, right?" Harry grinned.

Harry tilted back his head and looked up at the blue, blue sky above the platform. Steam from the scarlet engine hung in the air and he imagined for a moment that he could see his mother's red hair and his father's smile in the mist.

"Can't wait for you to meet them, Mum, Dad," he whispered in his mind. Henry's hand squeezed his as he caught the thought.

The engine whistled and the students still on the platform made a dash for the train as it started to move out of the station. Harry and Henry stood alongside their friends and waved as their futures rolled away down the tracks.

It was good to be alive.

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A/N: Here it is. My last author's note. There are so many people who stuck with me on this story, and I can't begin to thank any of you enough for all of your support. In the four years it took me to write this story, each and every review helped me keep going and prevented me from giving up on finishing. For all of its faults and plot-holes, I really loved working on this fanfiction, and I'm really proud of everything I accomplished. From a simple idea that bloomed during a long drive across Virginia, that spark has grown into this story which is finally, finally finished.

I will hopefully someday come back to this story and clean it up a bit, but for now I'm going to let it rest.

I'd like to give special thanks to my beta, Batsutousai. We went through a lot together from the beginning of this story to the end. I don't think I could have done it without you.