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My name is Solo and I have you surrounded!

Harry sent a message to Bill to join them for breakfast the following day if he would like. Both Hermione and him were very pleased when Vincent arrived later in the day confirming he would. Like George he was beside himself about them getting together and reassured them that he told his bother and sister what he thought of them for the way they treated Hermione and Harry, again.

When Bill arrived he got them caught up current on events. They had only managed to catch a few of the surviving Death Eaters at Hogwarts. Lucius managed to escape along with quite a few others. Narcissa and Draco were of the few who gave themselves up. The press had been running no stop campaigns demanding to know where Harry and Hermione were. It got so bad that Bill received permission to place gray legal wards around the Burrow to prevent reporters from trying to get to Ron.

Bill had heard about the charges against them but his opinion was that they HAD to charge them. He was sure it was a farce trial just to get it out of the way, no one had expected for Harry and Hermione to go on the run from the legitimate Ministry.

"We were NOT on the run from them. We were getting my parents!" Hermione was furious at how things had gone and understood a bit more why the people in Diagon Ally where acting so weird.

"I understand, but that is what you are going up against. Kingsley's Minister now so I don't think you have much to worry about. Its ridiculous but they just want to put it to bed. I know the Goblins were furious when they heard that the current Ministry was going to charge you. All they wanted to do was to penalize you for the trained Dragon you let escape and some extra costs for the repair work for the massive hole you dug through the place. According to what I heard over the last month Griphook's said if he knew you where going to use the sword to kill Voldemort's familiar he would have left it to you." Harry shook his head at how odd Goblins were. Bill had a point though.

Calm down love, we should have known it would come to this.

"Okay Bill, We are heading over there this afternoon, can you talk to your Mum and get her to bring Ron? At this moment I don't want to see him but it mentions all three of us to appear."

Bill nodded. "Right now if you want. And as far as Ron goes, forget him. He should come begging forgiveness from you two the way he acted. George told me last night when he sent me a message. The families pretty divided. Me, George, and Dad, are with you. The other camp is Mum, Ron, and Ginny. Percy and Charlie are trying to stay neutral."

"If we don't get locked up in Azkaban Bill, we were planning to have a gathering in a couple of days. I don't know if George told you but your welcome to be there. We haven't got very far with the guest list yet though…" Hermione smiled humorlessly.

"Don't worry about it, I am sure things will be okay. Owl me with what happens all right?" They both nodded to Bill while he floo'ed over to the Burrow. It was only a second later when they saw someone try to floo in but were rejected by the wards. Kreature chuckled evilly. Shaking his head Harry offered Hermione his hand so they could get ready for their trip to the Ministry.

They decided that simple colorful robes would be the ticket. By colorful Harry was thinking Gryffindor colors of course. Harry however just changed the colors of his road garments. Once dressed they made their way to Floo and made their way to the Ministry at the appropriate time. When Harry came in he noticed they managed to get down that horrible stature Riddle put in the fountain and restore the old stature. He was just turning back from helping Hermione in from the Floo when he heard a shout from the crowd and spun around.

He was not sure what happened but he saw the stunner flying quickly at them. Unbelievably before it struck he heard a loud gong like that sounded through the Atrium. Harry was just as surprised as everyone else when he found himself holding a shield like the one Riddle cast to protect against Dumbledore when they fought in this very room years ago. Quickly getting over his shock he used it to shield Hermione and part of himself while he pulled his wand. From around the side of the shield he looked at their attacker. The man couldn't have been much older than he was. Maybe twenty tops and dressed in Auror cloths. In the sudden silence the only sound he could hear was the rumbling growl that came from him. It seemed to echo all around the Atrium. It was both a warning and promise to all who could hear it that he would not go quietly into that good night. If by chance he did, he wouldn't go alone. Harry's eyes darted around taking in that there were twenty other wizards and witches in the hall. All of them had their eyes darting between him and the Auror. Hermione had her wand drawn as well with her back to his side.

Harry thought quickly to Hermione. Okay, if this goes badly I can buy you enough time to throw the floo powder and get out.

He heard her snort at him. Like Hell Harry, I am not leaving your side if this gets ugly.

Harry sighed. It was a long shot but he had to try. I love you Hermione.

I love you too Harry.

Since the Auror had sent his Stunner he just stood there watching them with wide eyes. The Standoff continued, as everyone seemed stunned by what had happened and were waiting to see where it would go. Time seemed to stretch on at the impasse until an angry shout echoed across the hall, which made everyone but Harry and Hermione jump. However they had almost started firing curses when they heard it. The Auror turned to look at the one who shouted but Harry didn't want to spare his concentration for it. He didn't know how he cast the shield but he could feel the tug on his magic from maintaining it.

Who is it?

Mr. Weasley and Ron. Ron looks like death warmed over, the git.

Calm down love. We got enough problems to be going on with.

"What the BLOODY HELL are you doing Damien? Who gave you orders to try and Stun Harry?" By this time Mr. Weasley finally moved into Harry's view. He looked like Ms. Weasley at this moment. It was almost as scary as watching Ms. Weasley duel.

"He's Wanted!" The Auror defended himself. "There a standing order to bring him in for Questioning!" His voice was young. Harry amended his thoughts about his age; he must have only gotten out of Hogwarts last year or the year before.

"HE CAME HERE UNDER HIS OWN POWER! You bloody fool! Put your wand down NOW! Report to your Department Head because I am pretty sure that he will want to have a little talk about his glory seeking, trigger happy, EX-AUROR!" He felt Hermione chuckle behind him and it made him snicker.

Just like old times eh? Hermione joked to Harry.

Harry nodded his head still keeping his eyes on the Auror. Figures really love. It's not like we saved them from a Dark Lord or anything. Like always, nothing is going to change until we get in here and do it ourselves.

Hermione's grunt was the only reply to his statement. Once the Auror's wand was lowered Harry and Hermione lowered theirs slightly. Still they kept eyeing everyone around them just in case. With the situation defused a bit Harry took notice, with Hermione dryly agreeing with him, that there seemed to be not one person in the room who wanted to draw wands on him. Instead the masses seemed eyeing the Auror meanly. They held their position until Mr. Weasley walked up to them. Harry stoically eyed him warily noticing the small hurt look that flashed across his face. "I am sorry Harry. I will escort you to the Courtroom if you will consent." Harry shot a sideways look at Hermione. When she nodded he finally stowed his wand while allowing the shield to disappear. He snaked his arm around Hermione's waist possessively and followed Mr. Weasley to the lifts keeping his eyes looking about.

Almost everyone mumbled greetings to them and bowed as they made their way into the lifts and started making their way to the Courtrooms. Ron, surprisingly, was quite and kept sneaking looks at them from the other side of Mr. Weasley. It was tense as they road in silence.

The courtroom they entered was similar to the one he was in for in fifth year except they did not have that scary chair in the middle. Instead four comfortable chairs were laid out in a row. Each of them took a seat while they waited for Kinsley to start the session. The courtroom soon filled with the various Wizengamot members while Harry sat holding Hermione's hand waiting to be questioned. They had talked earlier and had already jointly agreed to plead guilty to the charges of breaking into the 'Illegally controlled Ministry' and explained how they had managed it. Ron even pleaded with them. They also plead guilty to breaking into Gringotts and then breaking out of it with one of their dragons causing untold damage to the facility. Neither were really surprised at the long list of minor infractions, even if Harry thought they were hilarious in a sick twisted kind of way.

Wager you this has to do with my new status as a half-breed.

Harry! You are not a half-breed!

Harry frowned while listing to the dry legalese being spewed by the court flunky. They know Hermione. I don't know how but the Ministry knows. You know as well as I do that anti werewolf legislation is at an all time high. Even being minorly infected I fall under those laws.

He heard Hermione sigh. Pay attention, they are asking for details on the Malfoy's now.

Harry gave his statements on how Narcissa helped him in the end and his thoughts on her Death Eater status. For Draco though he put to them a solid case of having been forced to act as a Death Eater since they held his family hostage. Harry's belief on this had not changed since he saw Dumbledore die and Draco lowered his wand unable to do the deed himself. Hermione gave her views and like Harry she gave evidence sparing Draco but not Narcissa.

It took several hours before they were given the chance to explain why they did not return when first summoned. Both informed the council that they had been in Australia collecting the Grangers who had been in hiding under magical protection just before the war broke out. Harry thought it was a good sign that so many of judges nodded at the explanation. Thirty long silent minutes later Kinsley stood to deliver his verdict.

"Mr. Potter, Ms. Granger, Mr. Weasley. This council finds your so on the following counts. In the manor of breaking into the Ministry of Magic you are found Guilty. However, due to the fact it was under foreign control at the time all charges will be dismissed. Under the counts of breaking into the Wizards Bank Gringotts, use of an unforgivable namely the Imperious Curse, breaking into the Lestrange Vault, subsequent theft of a fully trained Dragon, and collateral damage from your departure from said bank, we find you Guilty. However, we find sufficient evidence in your statements and the statements of others who have already given witness to waive any and all charges as it was related to the War effort and instrumental to the defeat of the self styled Lord Voldemort. This Ministry council has also decided to take on the responsibility of reimbursing the Goblin Nation for the damages to their facilities as we have deemed it a sanctioned intrusion. In the manor of the list of infractions and unforgivables used, we also find you Guilty. However it has already been decided to waive such actions as we were under wartime. In appreciation for your efforts the council would like to apologies for the necessity of these trials and for the unfortunate welcome you received when you arrived earlier at the Ministry. This council is adjourned and thank you for your time."

Harry blinked dumfounded when Kinsley slammed down the gavel. You know, I always liked Kinsley, but he really is a magnanimous prick love.

Hermione chuckled. Be nice Harry, we just got very lucky.

Harry shook his head. Doesn't stop him from being a colossal prick. Next time we save the world from an evil Dark Lord with Delusions of Adequacy maybe we should let him kill a few more people. I feel so unappreciated.

As they got up to walk away both stood on shaky legs. Despite how he was acting about the trial they had seriously worried about. For good reason too it seemed. Hermione looked at Harry sympathetically. Things will get better Harry. We'll make things better. I promise you. Harry smiled back at her.

As they walked out of the courtroom he pulled Hermione to him and felt her better almost immediately. By the time they finally exited the lifts into the Atrium Ron had yet to say anything to them. Nor had Mr. Weasley though Harry could tell from his eyes he was not happy about it. Harry and Hermione wasted no time going back to Grimmauld Place. They made plans and sent letters inviting all of their close friends for a small Victory/get together. Exhausted they ended up going to bed early and slept through the night and into the next day.

However before they could celebrate they had a few things to get done. Harry had yet to decide what he was going to do with the Elder Wand. In addition Hermione was still trying to research how they had developed the connection they shared. In addition to these things they both agreed that one of the things they needed to do was visit Draco in Azkaban. Draco was the easier option so they made plans to and secured permission to visit Draco a few days later. The trip was quickly completed once they secured a Port Key to Azkaban. It took almost an hour for the trip and to traverse the corridors of the great bleak prison before they finally arrived at his cell. Draco's hair was dull and he looked like he had been roughed up some but his eyes were still very much Draco Malfoy.

"Potter. Granger. I was told you would be here to see me but I have no idea why." He eyed them warily through the bars.

Hermione was the one who spoke for them first. "Draco, we spoke in your defense a few days ago. We came here to tell you and to bury the hatchet between us. If you want to that is. Neither of us holds you any malice over what happened. Though you did not help me when I was being tortured, you did not give us away out right either. We know for you, that is a big deal. Harry spoke very eloquently for you as well telling them about how you could not kill Dumbledore. That you were being forced to work for the Death Eaters to save your family." Her voice was quite but steely. Harry wrapped his arm around her waist trying to give her some comfort in the face of those memories.

"Why would you do that for me? We are not allies. You save my life twice at the battle and now you speak for me? What's your game Potter?" Draco continued eyed them warily.

"Do you know what makes a death eater Draco?" Harry asked. He waited until Draco shook his head. "Hate. If I could have gotten you out of there I would have for sparing Dumbledore. I know you wanted the diadem to hold over Riddle so you could get your family out. I also know that you are not like your father. I am willing to let things go, bury the hatchet. If you manage to get out here and return to school, we will be there. I know you can bring your family name out of disgrace but I also know it will be hard to do. A lifetime of training is hard to overcome. If you feel it worth it to pursue once you get out, you know where we will be."

Well said Harry; though I still don't think he deserves it.

More than likely not, but we can prevent more Riddles if we can get our generation to understand what Dumbledore preached all his life. Love and forgiveness. Personally I don't want to end up like Snape. Bitter over small shite always trapped in my past. People can change if they the desire and a little support. Albus may have been a manipulative bastard of the first order, but his ideals where good. It was his methods that were complete bollocks. I know we'll never be best friends with Draco, but maybe we can breath the same air without trying to kill each other.

Maybe Harry. I just hope this doesn't backfire on you love.

Having said what they came for they said their goodbyes. Just as simply as that and made their way back home.

Imagine if we turned Draco to be more like us. Loyal, honorable, good and able to love. If we could do that for him, we'll have saved at least one. That's at least one person who wont turn into the next Dark Lord.

I just don't want you to be disappointed Harry. I love your heart but this is Draco, he's always hated us.

Think of how nice it would be to have a year at Hogwarts where we don't have to watch our backs. Tell me that would not be worth a little effort.

You sound like Dumbledore Harry. Just remember how much you fought his ideals and now you are supporting them.

It took me a while to understand. The ideals are just stupid unless you can FEEL it. Someone has to start the trusting somewhere. If we don't do it, no one will. Change takes time, effort, and determination. If it helps, think of him as a house elf that needs to be protected.

"Harry!" She smacked his arm but he chuckled knowing he got his point across.

xxxxxxx

Once they returned they spent a busy day connecting floo's only to specific points for their guests. Harry found it funny that the Grangers refused to come by floo so they apparated to their house to bring them by slide-along. Not that Harry blamed them. He hated using the damn floo. Hermione found herself miffed that he laughed when they appeared on the stoop of Grimmauld Place green and weak in the knees not having enjoyed the sensation of Apparition at all.

The Grangers complimented on their house, as it truly was Hermione and his house now. They asked a lot about some of the places missing pictures or decoration. Together they wiled away some time telling them about how horrible the house use to be before Harry and Hermione came to take charge of it.

Once the guests started arriving things became more chaotic. Bill, Fleur, and George arrived from the Weasley contingent. Luna, Neville, and quite a few others like Seamus, Andromeda, and just about anyone who meant anything to either of them. Winky and Kreature could be seen from time to time walking around handing out drinks and foodstuffs while everyone mingled. Hermione was pleased that her parents seemed to be enjoying the evening. Especially since it was the first time they had the opportunity to mingle with all of the people they had heard about from her letters over the years. Hermione felt like she was hovering on tears with how well things were going. She was so pleased with the way everyone was treating her parents. Not to mention her and Harry's relationship, which was highly supported with various versions of About Time thrown in.

Unfortunately the first half of the party she did not get to spend a lot of time with Harry but she could still feel him here and there around the room when he thought of her. Which was quite often. Their eyes would often connect across the way no matter who they where talking to.

Uh-oh.

What Harry? Something wrong?

She heard Harry chuckling in her mind. Sort of. Your Mum just met George. They hit it right off. You don't want to know what ideas she is putting in his head.

O goodness. Harry what?

Lets just say we need to watch ourselves this year because if he develops these things the prank war is on. Your Dad has some wild ideas that I think, though technically legal, are highly inappropriate. Wow is that even possible?

Do I want to know?

No.

She smiled at that shaking her head. Within the last few weeks she had truly enjoyed being able to talk to Harry in this way. It was so private, so personal. She had yet to figure out how they had managed it but she was leaning toward it being something to do with his condition. Her theory so far had to do with the fact she was sure Harry's subconscious thought of her as his mate and wolves mated for life. Mix in a little 'Harry does the impossible' and there you go. The problem was proving it. She sighed and let it go. She had the rest of their lives to figure it out and really she wasn't in any hurry.

Hermione only hoped her parents did not give George any ideas that could get someone in a lot of trouble at school or cause to much disruption. It was their N.E.W.T. years after all and the last things she needed to worry about were pranks inspired by her parents.

She looked around and noticed that Bill was sitting to one side by himself and seized on her opportunity to talk to him. He smiled warmly once he noticed she was approaching.

Bill gave her a small hug before releasing her a bit quickly. She pouted a bit at him. "That's all I get?"

She couldn't hold her pout when he started chuckling. "The moon is only a few days away and I don't look forward to Harry challenging me for you." She laughed out right at his statement.

"Don't worry Bill, Harry's not the jealous type. Well, not really." It was strange but his laugh was a lot like Harry's now, though deeper. Or maybe it was the other way around?

"I have a delicate request Bill." She waited fidgeting and blushing a bit while she looked around to make sure no one was around to hear her. "Can I get the ingredients for that potion you make for Fleur?" Bill's smile became more of a smirk wile he nodded. She was blushing even more now.

"Of course. You know it takes a week to brew properly. I've got a few extra so I can send some vials over if you like. You know, to hold you until you get your own made." She smiled at him trying to fight the need to bolt from this awkward conversation.

"Thank you Bill. We haven't… you know since…that first moon."

Bill nodded his head. "So I take it since you were in Australia he started controlling it better?" She spent some time bringing him up to date on Harry's condition and he seemed quite pleased with the outcome.

"That's great Hermione. I was worried it might get worse in time but with what you just told me things seem to be going well. Instead of changing his wolfish characteristics go into over drive. He sounds like he is controlling it rather well. It's a relief since I have not had time to broach the topic with him yet."

"He's still Harry. Other than a few quirks, nothings changed." Bill chucked when she said that.

"That's what Fleur calls it for me, my little quirks. Can't tell you how happy I am to see you guys together." Hermione smiled.

"It's only be a few weeks but I am pretty happy with it too. I love him so much and knowing he loves me…just makes everything worth it. You know?" She was looking around for Harry but did not see him. Maybe he was in the kitchen.

Bill nodded at her statement. "Sorry about Ron and Ginny. I want you to know I don't approve of how they acted or what they said. Nor does Dad. I heard that you guys got attacked at the Ministry the second you walked in." Hermione shook her head and looked at Bill.

"I'll tell you the truth, I though for a moment we were going to have to take on the whole ministry. Again. If it wasn't for your Dad we would have because Harry was not going to back down. Please let Mr. Weasley know we appreciate it even if we did not show it at the time."

"He knows. He also knows that what Ron and Ginny said are weighing on your minds. He told me to tell you two, don't let them get to you. He's working on Mum and once she calms down, things will come back to normal. Dad likes Harry, thinks of him like a son and it hurts him that his real children are being such gits to you two." Hermione placed her hand on Bills arm and smiled.

"Tell him we appreciate it, and if he wants, he can visit us anytime. Just have him come in from a different floo than the Burrow. We really are not interested in having the Burrow connected at the moment." Bill nodded sadly at her statement.

"I bet. Ron's has been going spare trying to get in through the Floo. You should have seen his face when the pillow came through with a note that said, 'For your Persistence since you don't seem to understand bugger off.' I almost had to swallow my tongue to stop from laughing." It was some time before Hermione managed to get control over her own fit of giggles. The mental image of a fuming Ron on his bum while a small pillow flew out of the fire to land on his lap was priceless.

My love, we have guests. Would you be so kind to join me? Hermione frowned. Harry sounded so formal.

Where?

Kitchen. If we can I would like to keep this quite and so would you.

Bloody hell now what?

She noted when he replied he sounded surprised. Hermione! When did you start talking like that?

"Excuse me Bill, I need to check on something." As she walked away she noticed he was frowning at her. She made her way through the crowd trying to smile and duck her guests to get into the kitchen were Harry was. She honestly did not expect to see what she did when she walked in.

Ron and Ginny were standing with their arms crossed at wand point. Said wand was currently in the tight fist of Harry Potter. No one looked very happy at this moment.

"Harry lower your wand please. Unless they came to pick a fight with us you shouldn't need it." Just to make her point she leaned into his body and wrapped her arm around his waist before she looked at the other two. She was relived a bit when he did lower it but did not put it away. The other two relaxed a bit once he complied. When Hermione spoke to them though her tone was icy. "Welcome to the House of Potter. How can we help you?" Inwardly she smiled when they flinched at her tone.

Down kitty. If I can't bark you can't scratch.

I hate you sometimes Harry.

I know love.

Ron was the first to speak. "We're here to apologies for what we said." She noticed that he looked embarrassed and was fidgeting quite a bit. Not to mention his face was as red as his hair. She watched dispassionately as he drew deep breath.

"I am sorry to both of you. I never should have tried to kiss Hermione the way I did and I never should have said…what I said to her. I was angry; I was a git, and I was being stupid. I fell apart after the battle and when I realized what I had done you were gone. I tried to contact you both but all post was returned undelivered and no one would tell me where you guys were. When I saw you again Hermione I thought we could pick up where we left off. I had no idea nor could I accept at the time that you and Harry were serious. I felt betrayed and acted out of anger."

Git.

Harry, now who needs to calm down?

She could hear him grumbling within his mind for a moment before he sent, Sorry.

Hermione spoke to Ron. "I am not sure that this time I can forgive you so easily Ron. I will try out of respect for your coming to us this way. When I came back I told you strait out I was seeing Harry and had been for a week at the time. If you can respect Harry and me, I can forgive you but that is my price. I can't go through what happened again." She felt her voice give just a bit when she finished. Ron nodded his head while he darted his eyes between both of them. She noticed Harry was staring at Ginny who was starring at him. Her face was a mix of fear, guilt, and shame while Harry's was cold as stone. She noticed he was still wearing what she called his fighting cloths, which did not help. Nor was his growling.

Harry must have picked up on her thoughts because she heard him thinking to her. Fine, you can buy me a set of everyday robes that are more festive if you want. Happy?

Don't think I wont. You're scaring her.

That is because she thinks I am a monster. Might was well play the role I was cast.

Ron nudged Ginny with his elbow, which seemed to break her out of her trance. She offered a small smile and started to speak as well, her voice was soft and she could barely hear her.

"Harry. I didn't mean to hurt you. Its not what I wanted for us." Hermione noticed his eyes narrow but still he did not say anything out loud. "When you dumped me I tried so hard to hold on but it just didn't work. I started feeling angry toward you, and it built up. When you woke from your coma I was so distraught with what had happened…and how I thought you would just leave me again the next time something came up…I just couldn't take it. While you were gone my anger just got worse thinking you and Hermione were out there having fun and…doing couple things. I had no right to say what I did to you and I am sorry for it."

She felt him take a deep breath. "I will give you the same deal as Hermione gave Ron. Accept us and all can be forgiven. That is all I ask. No attacks, no hurt feelings, just letting things go, burying the hatchet. We can be friends if you want, again, that is your choice."

What's the matter Harry I thought this would be what you wanted?

She doesn't get it. She still doesn't get it and I don't have the energy to fight for her understanding. Maybe in time she will figure it out but I just don't have it in me to hold her hand to the truth.

Harry…

She noticed that Ginny nodded but did not say anything else. A small awkward moment passed before Harry spoke again.

"If you like, we have a gathering of friends you can come into. If Molly.." She glanced up at Harry, he never called her Molly always Ms. Weasley. She noticed that the other two noticed his words as well. "… would like, her and Mr. Weasley are more than welcome as well." With that Harry stepped away from her a moment and offering her his arm, led her back into the party. Their friendships were not what they once were, but there seemed to be some hope something would survive.

An hour later when the four Weasleys came in from the kitchen it seemed like everyone stopped talking at once and stared. George looked mutinous while Bill looked livid until Harry walked up from the crowd and invited them to join them. He was formal but welcomed them somewhat warmly, which went a ways to eased the tension. Hermione was standing with her parents when it happened.

"Ahh, I was wondering if this was going to happen. Awkward but not as bad as I thought it could be. Harry seems to have it all in hand pumpkin." Mr. Granger told her.

"Yeah. We talked to them earlier when they came over. They apologiesed for how they acted the last time we were at the Burrow." She found herself watching Harry. More than watching, watching his back. She frowned; a year on the run had made her paranoid.

Tell me about it. However, I do believe I have the advantage over you. Your backside is very enjoyable to watch. I don't know if I mentioned it yet but you look gorgeous.

Only about a hundred times but don't stop on my account.

Never my love. I could never say it enough.

Hermione locked eyes on Harry from across the room while she talked to her parents. Both of them smiling privet smiles meant just for each other.

"So," her father started. "What do you and Harry have planed after Hogwarts hon?"

She smiled. "Harry is going to join the Aurors. Me, I'm going into the Department of Regulation of Magical Creatures. Together we're pretty sure we can make a difference. Maybe enough to see some real change for once so there wont be any more Riddles."

Her mother nodded. "Ambitious dear. Do you think you two can really make that much of a difference?"

Hermione felt her smile widen. "The odds that just two people can make the differences we want are next to impossible." She turned from Harry to look at her Mother. "However I learned along time ago, when you have Harry Potter at your side the impossible is not only probable, but practically a certainty!"

Authors Note:

Thank you all for reading and Please Review. Thank you all so much for the wonderful reviews and advice for this story. I would like to say this story is going under complete as of this posting. I never went further than this point and I have other stories demanding my attention. However, if people really want me to continue a few more chapters, maybe run out Harry and Hermione's year at Hogwarts, let me know and I may pick this one up again for you. I will say that I as endings go; I still think this one was better than Jo's 19 years later. LOL.

Also, if any of the thought speeches are not italics, I am sorry. For some reason I can't fathom its not posting right. I will keep working on it. Thanks again for reading and I hope you enjoyed this story.