Here it is, the last chapter of this story!

I want to thank everyone who has read or reviewed this, and I hope you have enjoyed Flashes, because I certainly have. :)

For Allu,

because today is your day.

Flashes from life

Bag

Percy Weasley

It has been almost three years since he left his home. He carried two heavy bags, Apparated to London, thought he didn't need them, started to build a world of his own. Now the war has been won and Percy stands in front of the Burrow's door with the same two bags and knows he needs them just as much he needs the air he breathes, maybe even more. He could never build a world where they didn't belong and be happy.

"I'm going home, now. Maybe you should do the same."

They are Audrey's words, quiet and tired, and he has been hearing them in his head over and over again during the last hours. Home feels such a strange thing in this changed, wrong world, too ordinary and safe after all the horrors.

During the last three years the war and the world have taught him how to be a grown-up, how to live alone and make his own decisions, how to go on living in a situation he hates, how to handle the world that's falling to pieces all around him. Now all he needs is to learn how to be a part of the family again. It will be hard, but Percy knows it's worth it.

The doors flies open – Mum has noticed how he stands alone outside and has come for him. She takes the other bag from Percy and holds his hand, her love embracing him. He feels so peaceful and warm and happy (can he really feel like that when –), and for one moment he can forget the tragedy that shook their world, will always affect them.

Because he is home again.