I will try to upload a chapter or so a week. Please mention in your reviews who you want Harry will be with either Draco, Tom Riddle or George. I will be bringing Tom back but he will be sane and nice. Although slash won't be happening for a while so just think about who you'd like harry to be with.

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Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter therefore I can not make any profits from it. Harry Potter belongs to JK Rowling.

The war was over. Voldemort was dead, his corpse left in the Great Hall. There was a silence before everyone erupted in a cheer. The remaining Death Eaters were rounded up and were having trials the next week. Emerald eyes watched as the three Malfoy's were arrested, Harry felt bad and would do anything to protect the family. The very family that's son had been nothing but a bully to him –taunting him daily about his dead parents, a family whose patriarch had tormented and attacked him over the years and a family whose matriarch had saved his life by lying to Voldemort.

Families came and left, taking any dead or injured relatives with them, Andromeda came by and at the sight of her daughter and son in-law she collapsed in a fit of tears and sobs, she eventually calmed enough to take Nymphadora and Remus with her. Upon seeing her sister Bellatrix as a lifeless corpse on the ground she allowed a few tears to trail down her face before she too took the body. No one judged her even if it was the deranged Lestrange's corpse.
The remaining Weasley's took Fred's body and left to the Burrow, Harry wanted to show his support but he didn't want to burden the mourning family. He also didn't want to see them because he felt guilty about their loss –as he did with all the other lives taken. Harry was walking towards Voldemort's corpse, out of the corner of his eye he saw the Creevey's collecting Collin's body,

'There goes the pang of guilt' Harry thought as his heart attacked the inside of his chest. Harry stood by Voldemort's corpse and bent down, he respectfully closed the snake-faced man's eyes, everyone that was still there paused and looked at the Boy-Who-Lived in shock.
"Harry? What are you doing?" Hermione, who had remained behind to try and help out, asked, others slowly walking closer to hear their exchange,

"I'm taking his body and I'm going to bury it." Harry replied fully aware that others were listening,

"Why?" Many of the listeners asked

"Because it's the right thing to do. I'll be going now" Harry said before grabbing the body and apparating away –yes he can apparate -he left everyone in a stunned silence.

Going to a pretty looking, small area in the Forbidden Forest he dug a large body-sized hole in the ground with his magic before placing Voldemort's body and closing the hole back up. He didn't write anything nor did he even mark that there was a body in the ground, he simply stared at the unmarked and covered ground and sighed.

"Things could've been different Tom. I understand that with your childhood things were difficult I should know given my own. You were unable to love because of how you were conceived. Rest in Peace Tom Marvolo Riddle, if there is such a thing as another life, then use your next chance well. If there is such a thing as being reborn into a new life don't mess up your chance. Don't become a monster again, please. Goodbye Tom" There was a faint glow around the clearing, magic had heard the young boy speak, this however went unnoticed by Harry, who apparated back to Grimmauld Place and collapsed in the room he claimed as his.

The next morning, a cold Sunday, when Harry woke up he had found a small pile of letters on the kitchen table, looking around he noticed that the room looked rather clean and tidy. Maybe Kreacher was becoming sane again and was actually doing his job.
"Kreacher" Harry called and with a sudden pop the elf was next to him,

"How can Kreacher serve Master Harry?" He asked politely shocking the hell out of Harry,

"Kreacher, what's happened to you? Also please just call me Harry."
"Kreacher has regained sanity. Kreacher thinks it is because Harry sir has gained control of the house. Kreacher doesn't really know why though sir." Kreacher explained, the house elf then began to place food in front of Harry and made the boy eat it. After eating his breakfast, Harry began to open the letters he had, the first one read:

Dear Harry,

I will be going away for a bit I don't know how long but I'm going to Australia to look for my parents. Ron is coming too, I tried to get him to stay and help his family but he said he needs to get away. You're welcome to join us if you wish but I will completely understand if you don't. I won't be going until after the funerals this week.

Love Hermione

Harry quickly wrote back saying that he won't go because he just needs to settle down again, also that her and Ron should spend some time together especially after the fiasco whilst they were on the run plus with their new relationship or whatever they are calling it they deserve each other and time with one another and that's what Harry will give them.

Opening the next one, it read:

Dear Mr Potter,

I believe you wanted to come to the three Malfoy's trials, they take place on Monday the 11th. You have a week until you need to be at the Ministry they shall be expecting you.

Yours Sincerely,

Kingsley Shacklebolt.

Acting Minister for Magic.

Harry wrote a quick thank you to Kingsley before opening the last few envelopes that contained multiple invites to funerals, the dates all being next week.

Hello Harry dear,

Fred's funeral will be tomorrow on Monday the 4th of May. You are welcome to come.

The Weasley's.

Harry notice that the letter had tear stains on it and the writing looked like it was written with a shaking hand.

Harry dear,

Nymphadora and Remus' funeral will be on Tuesday the 5th of May, they are going to be buried together. Please come.

Andromeda Tonks

This too seemed to have been written with a shaky hand.

Harry sighed he was going to go to those two but most likely no other ones, he couldn't stand the sad and mournful expressions, it made the guilt eat away at him.

"Kreacher I think I'm going to just stay home today." He said before walking to his room.

Upon entering the room, he decided to clean it. Once that was done he walked around the house and found a very impressive library hidden behind a wall. He cleaned and dusted the grand room with the help of Kreacher; By the time they were finished it was midday. Harry was given a plate of food from Kreacher along with a cup of tea. The black haired boy settled himself in a comfy dark (Slytherin) green arm chair with a book. The book was on Defence Against the Dark Arts but it included more advanced and possibly classed as dark magic if seen by the public eye. He was so engrossed in the large and old book that he barely even noticed that it was now dark outside and passed tea time. In truth he had been reading the book for over 7 hours and was only half way through it and even then it was still a huge book –even Hermione would say it was.

Being given a small snack –he wasn't that hungry much to the disproval of Kreacher- he then went up to his room and called it a night, he thought it would be good to have an early night especially considering by the end of tomorrow he would be emotionally and mentally exhausted and he most likely won't get another good night's sleep for a while.