Sequel
Harry saw the body of his grandfather lying on the floor with Dumbledore standing on the other side of the hall. Dumbledore's expression did not reveal anything. He took a hand and supported himself on the wall when the castle shook.
"The veela hermaphrodite" he murmured to himself when it stopped.
"Indeed it is" Harry said when he revealed himself.
Dumbledore's eyes ran over him as to calculate him.
"Harry?"
"Yes, it is me" he said and took his mask of.
He nodded and got sad again.
"I am sorry to see you like this Harry" Dumbledore said and showed no sign to raise his wand again.
"I know you are" Harry said and believed him. He knew Dumbledore had started to care for him. Not just like weapon as he first thought, but as a person.
"One thing Harry; who is the hermaphrodite?" the old man asked and looked out the window. Harry walked over to him and saw Draco standing in the middle of the fight and blasting down 10 to 20 aurors and people from the light at the time.
"Draco Malfoy" he said. "I am married to him"
Dumbledore nodded. "I have suspected that lately"
Harry nodded. "We will win this war"
"I know that Harry, I am prepared to die. I am old and will die soon anyway"
Harry had to hold back some tears. This reminded him of his younger years, how he had trusted this older man. He knew now that he was on the evil side. Ron had not bared to stay on it, and he saw how it corrupted people. Dumbledore was maybe manipulatively, but he was not cruel. Harry understood why he had done what he did against Voldemort and Zeren. Dumbledore had known of Voldemort's plan, and he knew it was Voldemort that had killed all those muggles. He had thought at that time by taking Voldemort's baby he would give up. Zeren had died naturally, it was not his doing, but for the sake of the wizarding world he would take the baby. He had given the baby to some muggles and hoped she would grow up nicely and be nothing like her parents.
"I should have guessed you would be like your grandparents. I did not even have Lily fully on my side" Dumbledore finally said.
"She is on our side now." Harry said and did not miss the surprised look on Dumbledore's face.
"Is? She is alive then?" Harry nodded at that.
Far down the dark side had started to win, thanks to Draco. He took out several people at the time.
"Yes, she is alive"
"Your father?"
"He is dead, he sacrificed himself for it" Harry said and looked down. "I see now why you did what you did Dumbledore"
The old man nodded.
"You are not as dark as you want it Harry, it is still hope. Voldemort is dead, you can quit what they are doing down there"
Harry shook his head. "It is too late now, but I will restore the peace that once were, and I will hopefully get somewhere better than this place after my death. Leo will not be like me or Draco. I will see to it"
Dumbledore smiled to him.
"You are a marvelous boy" he smiled to Harry who gave him a small smile back.
"Where is the Weasley family?" he asked Harry. "I can't bring myself to believe you have killed them"
The dark boy shook his head. "No, I have not. I could not stand to see them die"
"Where are they?"
"At our summerhouse in Spain. Ron is probably taking them away somewhere safe now. Percy is down there. I think Sirius killed him if I saw right"
"Sirius?" Dumbledore asked.
"Yes. He is at our side. I don't think he ever was light"
"He was friend with your father and Remus"
"My father turned dark for Lily when she found out who her parents were. Remus has just been a spy. He is safe with Pansy Parkinson at Marvolo Mansion"
"Why is she not here fighting?"
"She is pregnant"
"Who is the father?"
"Hermione Granger"
"What? How did you do that?"
"Not me, Draco. He did it for them" Harry smiled. "Parkinson has yet to accept her though. Even if she has an old wizarding family as ancestor"
"Care to tell my which family?" Dumbledore asked. Harry grinned and lent forward to Dumbledore's ear and whispered it into it. Dumbledore's eyes widened. "It is not true" he said. "No wonder she was so clever"
Harry shook his head and laughed. "I think Parkinson will accept her when I and Draco tell them who she is"
Dumbledore nodded.
Both men fell down at the floor when an earth quake came and shook the castle again.
"I think it is time Harry" Dumbledore said gravely. "I am glad you are not totally lost in the dark and that you can still feel. I have my faults. I have used people to my advantage. I used Tonks the most gruesome ways imaginable, but I still think I did what was right for the world"
Harry nodded.
"Goodbye Dumbledore" he said.
"Goodbye Harry" and Harry fired the killing curse and the old man fell down on the ground, beside the dead dark lord. Harry felt a bit down. Both his mentors were gone. Letting some tears fall down for both of them he walked over to the window. He looked down. It seemed like the war was soon over. He ran downstairs all the steps and came out to the war. Draco threw fireball at people so they took fire and burned without killing them. Their cries in agony made him shiver.
"Stop the killing and take in captives" he yelled to his death eaters and sent the message through his dark mark. Once Voldemort was dead Harry's mark had changed into the "leader" mark and he could send out to everyone, not just his own followers.
As the night started to become morning the war stopped. The dark had won. Harry and Draco walked around and tried to help the wounded. Draco started to cry when he found his mother on the ground. She was torn open with a dark spell.
"So much for being light" Harry mumbled and turned the woman around so she was facing them. She looked happy. Conjuring a coffin Harry levitated her into it. Draco cried hysterically on the ground. He had finally understood something he had no power over. Death.
Harry took his arm and led him towards the castle. Opening the door he meets Lucius. He had a cut over his face, but seemed alright. Once he saw Draco's hysterical face he knew what had happened.
"Is it Narcissa?" he asked gravely and Harry nodded. "She is in the coffin over there; I need to calm him down. Can you take care of everything?"
Lucius nodded to him. As he passed them Harry saw how white his knuckles were on hand that hold the cane. Harry led Draco towards the hospital wing. He had ordered to leave that part of the castle alone. They would need it after the war. Inside the hospital he called for help and Madam Pomfrey and Snape came running. "Give him something calming" Harry said. "Narcissa is dead"
Severus expression was gravely as he turned around and walked to the cabin after some a calming draught.
Harry forced the draught down the distressed mouth and he felt his spouse fall against his chest. Exhausted.
He put him on a bed and kissed his forehead.
"Take care of him, I need to go back" Harry said and Severus agreed.
1 month later people were starting to get everything sorted out and had quickly adapted to Harry as their dictator. He liked better to call himself a leader, but everyone knew it was a dictator he was. He had help from Lucius and Mr. Parkinson. Lucius was still mourning his loss. Draco was a bit quieter than usually but life still went on. Draco had yet to tell Hermione about her linage but he would eventually.
Except from Narcissa; no one had been killed in the fight. A lot of wounded, but nothing that could not be cured.
Pansy walked in to Hermione at the hospital wing. She had been bit wounded in the fight, but was almost cured. A nasty hex from McGonagall had knocked her out. They had thought for awhile that she would not make it, but here she was. Alive and kicking, almost kicking at least.
"Hi, how are you?" Pansy asked and kissed her.
"I am very good, and you?"
"Good good"
Hermione smiled and put her hand on Pansy's belly. It was starting to show a lot now.
"Your father has not accepted it yet has he?" Hermione asked sadly.
"No" the smaller girl whispered back. "He hasn't"
Hermione nodded. "It was to be expected, was it not?"
"I just wish he could oversee the fact that you are muggleborn. Just with you"
Hermione hugged her.
"Hi how are you?" a male's voice came from the door and both girls turned around.
"Hi Harry, Draco and you brought Leo" Hermione smiled. Not far behind them Mr. Parkinson stood and stared angrily at Hermione.
"I asked him to come with me" Harry said. "We or Draco has something to tell you. Maybe you would be a bit more accepting to her after this"
The oldest Parkinson did not answer. He just stared angrily at the muggleborn witch.
"I have done a bit of research lately, and I looked at your ancestry. It shocked me what I saw and when I looked over it a few days back I saw even something more shocking." Draco said and grinned
"Don't torture me and tell me" Hermione said and took Pansy's hand.
"The first thing I found out is that on your mother's side you are related far far far back to Merlin himself. He got a daughter which you are heir too. You are the only person you can trace back to him."
Mr. Parkinson's face was hilarious after Draco's opinion.
Draco continued.
"I found out that you were his heir by being a witch. He cast a spell on his family so they only produced squibs. His heir had to have some certain amount of power and being a girl. Since you are a witch, you are his heir. I think I translated it right when it said that the thing you would inherit would come after your first child was born, don't ask me what it is. It did not stand"
Hermione nodded and grinned. She was happy, but she could not get it through. Merlin?
He was like the wizarding God or something.
"What was the other thing?" she asked.
"You remember I took some of your blood to make Pansy pregnant?" Draco asked. She nodded.
"Well, I used it in a spell yesterday; don't look at me like that. It was an ancestor tracer spell. I found out that you are the grandchild of Grindewalds cousin"
She gaped. "The last dark lord?"
Draco nodded and grinned.
"It does not match. If my family were squibs the bunch of them, why was not Grindewald a squib?"
"I am not sure, but I think the spell works on his family that goes directly back to him" Draco said and you could see that he was thinking.
"Do you accept her now?" Pansy asked and looked at her father who was a bit paler than what he was at the beginning of Draco's speech.
One year later.
Harry took his arms around Draco's waist and laid his hands on the bulging stomach.
They looked at Hermione and Pansy playing with Leo and Veronica. Veronica was still very young and Leo had the pleasure in believing he was taking care of her and protecting her. Harry had already suspicions that they would become a couple in later years. Everything was working fine. He had gotten an owl few months back by Ron. He told Harry that he and Susan had gotten a son and that everything went very well. The wizarding world had gotten their peace restored and a good leader.