Title: clueless

Author: Lythanie

Pairing: ?

Warnings: I don't know yet, could become slash or not. It's just a teaser for now ;)

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The green eyed wizard lowered slowly his wand-arm. It was done. Voldemort was dead.

But the price for the victory was high.

Around him the people erupted in cheers hugging the next person. Families, friends, acquaintances and even strangers celebrated together.

In their mid stood Harry James Potter – their saviour.

Everyone around him were either too relieved to notice his dead eyes or too distracted with their own grief. The green eyes were dead and full of sorrow and grief.

So many lives were destroyed due to the dark lord and his death eaters. Harry could see George Weasley kneeling next to the body of his twin. His heart broke at the scene as the family surrounded them slowly.

Hermione clutched at Ron to support him and let herself supported. Ginny threw herself into the waiting arms of Neville Longbottom. Despite their obvious grief they were relieved too. The war had ended.

Harry looked around and searched for dead and survivors. Tonks and Remus had been killed in the battle. Andromeda Tonks and sweet little Teddy had died days before in an attack on their safe house.

Severus Snape – the brave double agent – lay dead in the Shrieking shack. And so much more had died young and old...Purebloods and muggles. Death did not make a difference and reaped.

Harry looked back at his friends. They did not need him.

He had fulfilled his purpose.

The invisible cloak fell over him like a soft blanked and he could hear the mourning song of Fawkes. It was sad but also comforting.

He stared down at the two wands in his hand. The Elder Wand and Malfoy's wand and he knew his own broken one was in his bag. He glanced over to the Malfoys. They were also relieved to be together again.

Harry looked again at the wand and with the protection of the invisible cloak he disappeared into the headmaster's office.

"Harry, my boy. It's good to see you still alive." Dumbledore greeted him as soon as he took off the cloak. He was barely heard over the applause of the portraits.

"You shall know that the goblin healers and curse breakers could have destroyed the horcrux in my scar without killing me." Harry replied tonelessly. He was not in the mood for the manipulative old wizard. Portrait or not, he was not innocent in the whole ordeal.

He took paper and quill and jotted down a quick note. He wanted to give the wand back to its real owner but he was paranoid enough to believe that Malfoy would be in trouble if the wizarding world found the wand in his possession without any word from him.

Malfoy, thank you for the wand. It was quite helpful. I don't need it anymore. I repaired my old one.

H.

He tied the note around the wand and asked a house elf to hide it in Malfoy's robes without being noticed as soon as Harry had left Hogwarts. He knew it was a bold lie about his wand but he had no intention to use his old wand again.

"I'm sorry, Harry. I guess I don't deserve your forgivingness." Dumbledore asked sadly, his eyes had stopped twinkling.

"The contents of the snitch...I lost it in the forest, I won't go looking for it. I hope it is alright." Harry told the portraits instead and ignored the apology. Dumbledore nodded proudly.

"As for the wand..." Harry hold the Elder Wand with both hands. With a loud crack and quite a few sparks it became history. A few of the old headmasters and headmistresses hissed or gasped at the display.

"It's not worth the trouble."

"Very true, Harry." The portrait of Albus Dumbledore said.

"I will keep the cloak. It was my father's cloak after all."

"And what are your plans now that you have defeated Voldemort?" Headmaster Black inquired curiously.

"I will write a few letters and disappear from Britain. They don't need me anymore. It's time that they learn to sort themselves out. Ron and Hermione have each other. The Weasleys are not torn anymore they will get through this. Ginny has Neville. She might have promised to wait for me but I can't fault her that she has moved on. I need to go before magical Britain either tries to make me responsible for the rebuilding or decides that I am too powerful and belong into Azkaban or worse dead."

"Have you that little faith in the wizarding world?" Dumbledore observed the tired teen mournfully.

"Even less. Maybe I should stage my death...but I can't do this to my remaining friends. They have already lost enough..."

He put the broken parts of the Elder Wand into his pockets. The idea of staging his death becoming even more endearing. He just wanted out of this mess.

Had he not done enough for them?

Harry sighed and took his cloak. He would not use it. Instead he made sure that he was seen how he entered the Shrieking Shack. He wanted to say farewell to the brave spy who lay there and to fulfil his last wish.

The body of Severus Snape was still there, lying in a puddle of his own blood.

"Thank you for everything." Harry whispered with broken voice.

"The evidence for your innocence and your involvement in this war is now in the headmaster's office. They will find everything there. I.."

A loud crack echoed through the shack. Harry jumped up.

"Wha..."

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Hermione observed with a sad smile the celebration. It was not the same when the main figure was not there to celebrate with them.

"Hey, Mione. Have you seen Harry?" Ron asked his girlfriend.

"He went back to the Shrieking Shack."

"What? Why? He should celebrate his freedom. Finally free from Voldemort, free from the prophecy."

"He wants to bring Snape back, so that he can be cleared and buried properly."

"He's a good boy. Fulfilling the last wish of a man he has never liked." Molly smiled sadly.

"Shouldn't we go with him? I don't think it's healthy to be alone right now." Neville asked the group of friends and surrogate family.

"He would have told someone, mate. Don't worry. He wants to be alone right now and then bounce back and ready to save everyone again." Ron shook his head but his concerned look betrayed his words.

"I guess it's my fault, too... I broke my promise..." Ginny whispered guiltily. Neville sneaked his arm around his girlfriend.

"What did you promise?"

"To wait for him. He must have seen us together."

"He doesn't blame you, Ginny. That's not his style. I'm sure he is happy for you." Hermione assured the younger girl.

"HELP! FIRE!"

Immediately most of them were on their legs and ran outside.

The Shrieking Shack was burning.

"Oh my god, Harry!" Hermione cried out.

Every survivor was immediately at work.

"Why does it not work?" Ron yelled in frustration.

"Magical fire, use Aquamenti all at once!" Minerva McGonagall ordered.

"HARRY?! HARRY?! Can you hear me?" Ron yelled at the flames.

The flames were already that high that the wizards and witches were not able to see the hut anymore. The magical fire spread fast. The heat licked at their skins.

Within seconds the flames covered a radius of several metres. These that not helped directly at the shack tried to extinguish the fire that had spread to the Whipping Willow through the tunnel.

"Why does Potter do nothing? He sent me a note that he had repaired his old wand." Draco Malfoy cursed while casting countless spells against the fire.

They fought bravely for hours to keep the fire under control but in the end it was too late for the shack.

Aurors and healers combed through the remains of the building. They held no hope for finding Harry alive in the remains of the shack but they hoped that he had not been in there when it had started to burn.

Harry's friends casted several patroni and tracking spells to find a hint that Harry had been at another place.

"Sir..." the young auror that stepped next to Kingsley Shacklebolt held a slightly burnt wand and two broken and burnt wands.

The acting minister took a deep breath before handing the wands to Olivander who had just arrived at the scene.

Sorrow filled his eyes as he recognised them. The old wand crafter was able not only to tell whom the wand belonged to and what properties it had but also if there was still a connection to its master.

"This one belonged to Severus Snape. It lost its connection to its master several hours ago due to death. These parts are holy and phoenix feather. Harry Potter's first wand. The other one is the Elder Wand. Former wand of Albus Dumbledore and for a short while Harry Potter. Both wands lost their magic when they broke."

The following silence was only broken by bitter sobs.

Due to the magical fire there were no bodies to bury. Instead they displayed the useless wand parts in a memorial at Godric's Hollow together with the order of Merlin first class that both wizards had been bestowed with postmortem.

The will of Severus Snape had been read in private and no one beside the goblins knew the correct words as only them and the main heir had been present. His godson Draco Malfoy had received his old home Spinner's end and a few personal possessions. No one knew who got the rest. The wizarding world did not care either. It could not have been much as Snape had not been an old pureblood.

Magical Britain made a fuss about the Potter Will instead. Harry had divided his possessions between the Weasleys, Hermione and the goblins as redemption for their break-in. According to the goblins the will had been written and magically sent to them right before Harry had wandered into the Forbidden Forest to sacrifice his life for them all.

His invisible cloak was lost in the magical fire as were most of his most valuable possessions. Grimmauld Place was now the new home for the whole Weasley clan at least temporary. Arthur and Molly insisted that they rebuild the Burrow and moved back as soon as the rebuilding had been finished. Ron and Hermione stayed in Harry's house and renovated it in honour of their lost friend and Sirius. The old house elf Kreacher had probably died with the death of his last master because he had never been seen again and had not changed owner with the house.

They watched as Harry became the most valued hero of Wizarding Britain and perhaps even worldwide but they could not help but ponder what would have been if their friend had been still alive. Would the magical world have forgotten its hero and make him the villain as soon something was out of the order? Would they have outcasted him in fear of his power?

No matter how much Hermione, Ron and the rest of Harry's friends missed him but they could not help that they felt also relieved that Harry would not see the cruelty of the sheep of magical Britain ever again.

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