-1*So it has been a long time since the last update. I must thank everyone for reading and reviewing.

Now I know how the fight ended an how Voldemort as destroyed but I don't want to change the story that much.

Enjoy. I don't own Harry Potter and it's characters,Just my characters and story.

At the kiss, the remnant of Lord Voldermort turned into the young Tom Riddle. He smiled and stood up.

"Well my dear," he said taking her hand. "What have you been up to?"

Ginny returned his smile and was comforted by his familiar smell. "Nothng really," she said. "Mainly working at the Ministry. I haven't really got anything of interest to report."At that phrase Tom became a little angry as he knew any bit of information would be useful to him.

"Nothing," Tom said trying to conceal his dissapointment.

"No, just the usual. Wizards being brought in for tampering with Muggle objects , elections and what not. The odd underage wizard being brought in for trial for using his magic. Just that." Ginny said.

Tom said nothng as he led Ginny to a table made of black marble which reflected the flames from the fireplace it was in front of. The table was simple compared to the other furnishings in the room. There were no elaborate carvings nor were there any gold or silver details and it was big enough for only two people.

On it was laid a white teapot, cups, saucers and some sandwiches and cakes. The room was lit by floating torches which glowed without fire but dead faeries.

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Draco sat thoughtfully at his study taking no notice of the cold wind which blew in the house through the open windows. He was reading a letter sent to him by Hermione and Harry inquiring as to whether he knew if his family possessed any more magical artifacts. The white owl chirped impatiently and because of the cold.

"Sorry," he mumbled. He waved his wand and the windows closed with a loud thud which resonated throughout the house he shared with some friends. After the defeat of Voldermort Draco and his family arranged for him to take private lessons with his professors instead of with the rest of the students fearing he would be ostracized and bullied. Thus much to his disgust, he begged Hermione to tutor him as she was the best student in their year. Now both he and his parents were somewhat retired from the wizarding world and trying to live in peace. He had like Ginny opted to experience the life of a muggle university student and managed to get into the University of Aberdeen.

Draco opened a drawer and took out a piece of parchment and special calligraphy materials he recently bought. Though after living in the muggle world for some time and preferring using pens instead of ink and quill he kept up with the wizard in world's preference for the quill.

No, he wrote. According to my father he turned over all the dark artifacts over to the Ministry before he closed the house. How are you and how is everyone else?

He signed the letter and gave it to the owl which was the growing daughter of Hedwig, Harry's first owl.

Opening a window by hand he motioned for Violet to leave.

Leaving the window open, Draco sat back down at his desk and wondered why they asked him that question but then he heard the door open and his roommates coming up.