Chapter 16 ; Back To The Future

So after a long long time, over 4 years in fact! We have finally reached the end! Thank you if you have stuck with me along the way, I know my updates have been rather sporadic and frustrating, I've frustrated myself too! This last wait has indeed been the longest and I will only say I have been travelling and I've not had access to a computer for quite some time with the exceptions of Skypeing home etc... So apologises as always on the wait! I'd like to thank everyone who has taken the time to read this story and I hope this end is one that you will all enjoy!

As I have afore mentioned there will be sequels (yes plural!) to this concerning the other children of the next generation! I have numerous one shots written already and many more ideas concerning this bunch! If you would like to read more about these characters then add me to your Author Alerts! The new Chapters all entwine with each other though they are not always concerning the same characters! I do hope you'll stick with this ongoing storyline!

Enough of my jabbering for now! On with the Chapter! As always a review is always appreciated and I would very much like to hear what you think!

Teddy's POV

Releasing my mother I look towards Harry who is watching me closely.

"You've got no more than ten minutes if we're to wrap this up," he tells me his face pained.

"We'll go now," Ginny speaks up looking towards me; she walks to Harry and hugs him awkwardly.

"Thank you for never giving up on me, I wake up eventually," he tells her with a chuckle, which in turn makes the teenage Ginny blush bright red.

"No problem I guess," she mumbles as she looks towards her future husband, question in her eye.

"Ask away," Older Harry says smiling at her.

"James, our, our son, is he really good enough to make it professionally? Or is he just cocky?" She asks with a light laugh, which begins to loose some awkwardness as Older Harry smiles broadly at the teenage version of his wife.

He looks towards me with a smirk on his face.

"James isn't here so it won't matter," I say with a laugh.

"He's incredible, we've already been approached by scouts, we just haven't told him, and the ego needs to be reigned in as much as possible while he's still young. He'll finish school, get his N.E.W.T's and there will be plenty of scouts falling over themselves for him," Harry tells Ginny with a light laugh.

"He's that good at sixteen?" Ginny asks in bewilderment.

"Made the House Team in First Year, highest scoring Chaser every year since he joined the team, Captain next year no doubt. He knows he's got a talent but he does doubt himself as well, luckily he doesn't know just how good he is yet. Though he's cocky about it, there's still some doubt in him which is, again, good," I add, feeling myself beam as I think of James Potter, the boy I view as a little brother, he truly is incredible to watch on the pitch.

"Ron's trying to install the idea of him playing for the Cannon's when he leaves Hogwarts. It's currently not going over too well," Older Harry laughs; as do the rest of the rooms occupants as young Ron sighs heavily, looking glum at the mention of his beloved team.

"He gets it from his Mum," I tell Ginny with a smirk causing her to blush faintly.

Ginny walks towards be hugging me tightly, a hug I warmly return; knowing this young girl turns into a mother figure for me. The love I hold for her seems to flow through me as I wrap my own arms even tighter around her small frame.

"I look forward to having you in my life," she tells me before continuing, "I'm sure when you go back I'll be waiting for you," she says as I lean down to kiss her cheek, she turns and stands in the doorway and I raise my wand.

"I'll see you soon," I tell her squeezing her shoulders, feeling the tension, "I've already seen all your memories you don't need to worry," I tell her raising my wand and aiming at her head.

"Good luck," is her final whisper before I remove her memories of this visit and place the fake ones, before she too walks out without a backwards glance.

"Fred, George?" Harry asks the twins who nod in sync.

George embraces Harry tightly mumbling into his ear before he too approaches me, the devastation and detachment making an odd combination on his face.

"I'm so sorry you found out this way," I tell him hugging him to me.

"Just take it away and I'm sorry for what you're going to have to do," George tells me as I see Fred and Harry holding each other closely both their bodies shaking slightly from their tears.

"I'll take it all away, just enjoy every second, and it does get easier I promise George," I say hugging him again before he turns and I take his memories.

I feel his devastation enter my heart. I feel heavy with emotion as though my body cannot contain the amount of sadness its filled with. With one last bout of energy I draw all of George's memories and heartache from him, before replacing fake ones into his mind, ensuring the hope and love remain strong, before the living twin walks from the room.

I turn to see Fred and Harry still hugging each other, as the room watches in varying degrees of sadness.

"Harry," I tell him and with a final squeeze he releases Fred and wipes his eyes as Fred walks to me.

"You seem really cool. I wish I could know you more and get to keep these memories of the future, well of what you guys have told me its like. Can you- can you leave the names or something maybe? I want to know them," Fred tells me his walls seeming to break now George has gone, as he chokes on a few words.

"I can try, leave whispers of our family? I can't leave anything too solid, it will be like dreams but you won't be able to remember them fully when you wake," I tell him looking to Harry to see if he's okay with this, he nods his face full of sadness.

"Yeah, that would be good," Fred nods to himself wiping his face with his sleeve.

"I'm so happy to have met you, and seen you and George together. I am truly sorry for what happens to you, but you're not alone wherever you now are," I tell him as we share a tight hug.

"I'm sorry for what your going to have to do," Fred tells me before he smiles over my shoulder to my parents. He smiles at me before giving me a cheeky wink reminding me of George and Fred Junior; my last glimpse of the great Fred Weasley before he turns.

I fill his head with wisps of our family, taking the memories and turning them into irretrievable dreams. He will see us all and know of us, but only in sleep, try as he might when he wakes he wont be able to recall any of what he sees while sleeping.

I leave the smiling faces of our family, their laughter and their happiness.

With one final wave of my wand Fred Weasley walks away from me.

"You alright?" Harry asks coming over to grip my shoulder tightly, I just nod breathing deeply.

"You can leave some memories as dreams?" my mother asks me.

"Yeah, but it took me ages to master it properly," I explain.

"But once you did learn..." Harry trails off smiling proudly, I just chuckle and nudge his shoulder.

"How do you do it?" Hermione asks me her face full of emotions, no doubt from the knowledge shared over our stay.

"It's quite complicated, you sort of twist the existing memories , making them more fractured, jumpy I suppose you could call it. Then move them to a subconscious part of the brain, which can only be accessed during sleep, but you also have to put the right filters on these memories to only allow them to be viewed within sleep and not when the individual is awake." I explain to her.

"You done that and replaced the past day and a half within 3 minutes," Sirius questions eyes wide.

"He's one our brightest, he can break into anyone's mind," Harry says with a laugh.

"It's my job," I respond.

"Your a legilimens?" My Dad asks his eyes wide and proud.

"Yes, I don't have to use a wand at times," I laugh lightly at the stunned looks around the room.

"He's like you, I sometimes think he's trying to get into my head," Harry tells Dumbledore.

"The intense gaze has always made you squire, am I right ?" Dumbledore tells Harry before looking towards me a smile on his face.

"It has indeed," I laugh.

"So can you read my mind now?" Ron asks me.

"Sorry Ron we don't have the time," Harry tells his younger best friend, who smiles in acknowledgement.

Hermione walks to Harry and hugs him tightly.

"Thank you for keeping me on track over the years," Harry tells her.

"I suppose someone had to," She replies in a quite voice, "I guess I'll be seeing you in the future," she comments with one last squeeze to Older Harry she walks to me.

"Good luck, I know your time is running low so I won't keep you," Hermione tells me as she hugs me tightly.

"Thank you," I tell her as I embrace her just as tightly.

Taking her memories is quick and replacing them is easy. As I finish my charm and Hermione walks away, Ron pats my back and hugs me to him.

"Same as what she said, good luck mate, you sound pretty awesome to have as a nephew," Ron says as he turns.

"Your a good Uncle," I tell him as I remove and replace his memories.

My love and respect for Ron and Hermione reach new heights as they leave quickly, knowing I need as much time as possible with my deceased parents.

I turn back to the room and I feel my heart grow heavy.

Both Harry Potter's, Dumbledore, Sirius Black and my parents watch me. This is when the real sorrow begins I think as I stare at my parents, their faces filled with smiles and unshed tears.

"How long?" I ask hearing my voice break slightly, I cough and stand straighter.

"Hermione said we have another ten, but that is all," Older Harry tells me returning the watch to his pocket.

"I'll go, I don't think this needs two of us," Younger Harry tells his Older form, who nods in agreement.

"Whatever you feel Harry, know it is all worth it. Though I am you, I am not who you are right in this moment." Harry seems to battle with himself for a moment or two before continuing. "Through everything you are going to have to deal with; trust yourself, your instincts and your heart. Know that no matter how much you want to call it quits and give up or even go it alone, know it will always be worth it. We live now, with our family who we love and though the memories of what we see and what we have to do still haunt us, for want of a better word, we would do it all again." Harry tells his Younger self tears in both their eyes as they gaze intently at one another.

"Ginny... Ginny is amazing, we were fools for not seeing it sooner," Older Harry continues with a light laugh. "James, well he's everything we dreamed Dad would be! He is unbelievable on a broom, always in trouble but his heart is so good... so loving, though he drives us all mad with the letters from the school, the girls, the pranks, despite it all, well even with it all, he is such a good kid. Bloody hilarious, some of the things he says and does I find hard to discipline, I find it that funny," Older Harry says wiping his face from the beginnings of tears.

"Al, he's just like us. It creeps me out at times, the things he says, the way he looks, the way he sees the world, just like we did when we were his age... he's a tad calmer than we ever were... so far anyway, but it would be impossible not to love him. He writes to us every week and he has done since the day he left for Hogwarts. It started as every day when he first went, but now it's there on the table every Sunday evening while he's at school. He's got the troublesome side to him as well though, like James said it's becoming more prominent, but he's a good boy, he knows right from wrong despite the detentions." Harry says shaking his head as I feel the same emotion and love for my family overwhelm me. I notice my parents, Dumbledore and Sirius watch Harry their eyes filled with waiting tears at his words.

"Little Lily, she's going to be a problem far too outspoken already! Even as young as she is! She's, well she's beautiful, her Mother's daughter for sure! Such a happy and loving little girl, has us wrapped firmly around her fingers," Harry breaks off laughing as he looks at his younger self who is trying his hardest to hold in his emotions. "After three boys Lily was a shock, we don't really know how to deal with a girl. Someone who likes pink and pretty things, oppose to fighting and pranks and mud but we're doing good. She's going to break our heart when she goes to Hogwarts, she's such a free spirit, I'm sure she's going to spend her life travelling the world and returning with stories and gifts concerning everything she's done," Older Harry says smiling wetly.

As the rest of us stand watching the two Harry's, it has become clear that Older Harry is talking to all of us in the room. Telling those from the past of how much love there is in his life and heart. How much he cares for his family. I see my Dad and Sirius, their arms round one another as they watch with tears in their eyes, no doubt thinking of their dead friends and of how proud and happy Lily and James Potter would be, hearing their son talk of his life. Dumbledore too watches with a broad and wet grin, staring at the Harry's with so much love in his eyes. Many have spoken of how fond Dumbledore was of Harry but to bear witness to how much care is in the old and powerful wizards face is incredible.

"Now Teddy," Older Harry says and for the first time he looks towards me his face full of emotion before turning back to his Younger self. "Teddy is, words can't really explain how lucky we are to have him in our lives. If we didn't have to grow up fast enough as it was, Teddy made us. We became normal well more so than what we were. This little boy whose life started so similar to ours, we could make a difference Harry! Make his childhood better than ours ever was. We made sure he never felt alone or unloved, and in return he loved us back and Merlin! Having this kid hug you, tell you he loves you, come to you when he's hurt or afraid, tell you all his worries and fears and secrets, laugh at your stupid jokes! Ask you for help with his homework or Quidditch practice, all of it... it makes everything we have ever lost bearable." Older Harry says as tears run freely down his face.

"You're going soft with old age," I say quietly tears on my own face.

The room breaks into chuckles at my words and Older Harry smiles at me love in his eyes. I truly love this man as though he were my own father, he's done more for me than what would ever be counted as necessary.

"Thank you," Younger Harry tells his future counterpart as the pair share a hug before the young boy walks towards me in the doorway.

"From the sounds of things I'm extremely glad that you'll be in my life one day," the Young Harry tells me.

"No it's you I should thank, you're my best friend who has been there for me since you were only seventeen, practically a kid yourself, but it never once stopped you being there for me." I say hugging the young boy before he wishes me luck and turns. His memories are familiar and I do what I have to quickly, before the Young Harry Potter walks away.

"I do not have to be last, it seems you will be able to alter my memories quite well indeed ," Dumbledore speaks in a low voice that carriers around the room.

"Your death was the most shocking," Harry tells Dumbledore in an even voice.

"Why is that?" The old and graceful wizard asks turning to face Harry as my Mum comes over and takes my hand smiling up at me love covering her face. I feel content, not even sharing words with her just holding her hand, having her close, feeling the loving touch from what I know is my Mother.

"You were the only person in this world I truly believed would last forever. Some part of me always knew that others could die along the way and most likely would with the nature of our world... but you, never. Of course I knew your day would come when it was time to leave the land of the living," Harry tells his old friend his face serious as he continues, "But I always saw the two of us journey together to defeat him. I knew I'd eventually have to fight him and I would have to win, I just presumed you would have helped with a lot of the ground work. Silly it sounds, I know. No one ever expected you to fall, to leave us, the order, the school, the whole wizarding world!" Harry finishes tears on his face.

"I've never left my boy," Dumbledore tells Harry in a broken voice before the pair hug each other fiercely.

"Please don't take all of my memories of you, leave them in dreams like you did for Fred," My Mother tells me. Her voice does not ask, she knows I can do it and for her I will.

"Of course," I tell her wrapping an arm around her shoulders pulling her tightly to me, her arms slip around my waist and she squeezes me her fingers gripping the back of my jumper.

"Tonks," I hear Sirius say lightly, my mother pulls away ever so slightly and stands with her arm still round me tightly as she turns to her cousin.

"You brought another good Black into this world," Sirius tells her with a kind smile, "Well you and my best friend of course," he says with a light laugh, that my parents echo, no awkwardness on either of their faces.

"Black's are a dying race so it seems," Mum shoots back her tone playful.

"This one will keep us going strong I'm sure, nice girlfriend," Sirius says with raised eyebrows and a suggestive look on his face.

"Thanks," I say with a laugh.

"You two going to have children any time soon?" Sirius asks me bluntly with a smirk on his face.

"Sirius," Both my parents chide him while he merely laughs and continues to look questioningly towards me.

"One day, but not in the immediate future," I say with an easy smile.

"You've got to marry her first, otherwise we'll have another Civil War on our hands," Harry puts in to the conversation with a knowing look on his face.

"Don't I know it!" I say jokingly.

"You two are getting married?!" Mum asks me excitedly.

"In the future I suppose, I've not really thought about it, but I think I might propose on her birthday!" I say suddenly hit with a brainwave, proposing on her birthday would be perfect, her 20th birthday is this coming May, we could marry before she turns 21. That would give our families a year to plan everything. I feel a smile light my face as I am drawn back into the room.

"That would perfect, she's waited long enough!" Harry tells me nudging my arm.

"What do you mean?" My Mum asks him her head cocked to the side.

"Vic's only been in love with him since she was about seven years old!" Harry says with a laugh.

"No she hasn't!" I return with a shake of my head.

"You were so worried about the age thing, I remember Ginny constantly telling Vic that eventually you'd notice that she wasn't a little girl that you made forts with any more," Harry says laughing.

"It's only two year's difference," Dad tells me with a smile.

"I know that now, but at the time, being fifteen and going out with a thirteen year old girl that you grew up was an odd concept," I say with a laugh.

"You kept it from Bill for 3 years!" Sirius says in shock.

"He was ready to kill me when she sixteen, thirteen? I would have stood no chance of survival!" I say with a chuckle.

"But still it stayed a secret for 3 years," Dad says in shock.

"Well most of the family knew anyway, it was just Bill who we never made it clear to. Fleur knew when Vic was around fourteen, and Bill must have had some idea," I laugh.

"He was in denial for so long," Harry laughs.

"Because you'll be so accepting when Lily brings home a boyfriend," Mum says with a sarcastic tone and look.

"She has three older brothers that should ward off any guy for quite some time. I have nightmares about the day she introduces me to some horny teenage boy," Harry says shaking his head.

"James cried when he realised Lily would grow up and have a boyfriend, it was so funny. Though I don't really like the idea myself, besides she's 8 why are we even having this conversation?" I ask sternly.

"That's why I don't worry too much," Harry laughs gesturing to me. The other four laugh along with Harry.

"I used to change her nappies give me a break!" I say laughing also.

"Hey does James stand any chance with the girl he told me about?" Sirius asks his eyes drifting briefly to the confused looking Harry.

"Don't ask who she is because I won't tell you," I say to Harry who cracks a grin in my direction.

"Fine, but does he have a chance or has he blown it already?" Harry asks not even knowing the girl who captured his young sons' heart years ago.

"Oh yeah, she's crazy about him too, but she's been through a lot and she doesn't really trust him considering what he's like. I have no doubts they'll end up married one day," I say with a smile as I think of James and my cousin Lyra Malfoy.

I know they've been struggling to have a relationship, keeping it secret and having trust issues. But they love each other fiercely and I know that will work out for them eventually. The two families may be an issue to begin with but I have no worries that it wont get in the way of their happiness in the end.

"Really? Good for him, she sounds nice from what he was saying," Sirius comments with a kind smile on his face.

"Wait, James is serious about a girl, just one?" Harry laughs and shakes his head.

"Despite his player persona he's been mad about her since they met," I laugh.

"Do I know her?" Harry asks intrigue in his eye.

"Yeah, you'd know who she was but that's all I'm saying," I say shaking my head at him when he goes to open his mouth to no doubt ask me more.

"Okay, I'll find out soon enough," Harry tells me in a sure voice to which I laugh, knowing James is ridiculously serious about keeping him and Lyra a secret from everyone.

"No let James come to you with this one Harry," Sirius tells his grown godson.

"Mr. Lupin it has been a pleasure meeting you but I believe now would be the time for me to return to Hogwarts and deal with the arrangements for the approaching school year," Dumbledore tells me. I nod in agreement before he hugs Harry tightly to him the pair sharing some final words. As the pair release one another I see the tears flowing down both of their saddened faces. A smile from Dumbledore and the twinkle in his eye brings a smile to Harry's face before Dumbledore grasps Harry's shoulders.

"My pride in you will never die. You are one of my favourite students, from the day you were born I knew you would be. Continue to live your happy life, it seems you have more now than I could have ever hoped for. Live well and long, Harry James Potter." Dumbledore says with deep emotion before walking swiftly towards me.

"You are one fine young man I wish you all the best in your life," he tells me in a soft voice patting my shoulders and giving me a brief hug before turning his back to me and stepping into the doorway.

I fell my wand arm shake ever so slight as I raise it. Knowing I am about to look into the most powerful Wizard of the past 100 odd years, is a tad nerve wrecking. Never the less I feel my magic delve deep into Dumbledore's mind. Trying my hardest not to pry or linger in amazement at the sheer size and capacity his mind holds. I am then quick to remove the past day and half's worth of memories replacing them carefully. Ensuring the edges of the replaced memories are tightly down. Anything loose within this mind will cause Dumbledore to probe deeper, as to what has been changed. And that is something we cannot have. One final seal within his mind I lower my wand a break my concentration. Watching again as the great Dumbledore leaves.

"Sealed nicely?" Harry asks me with a grin.

"He won't be questioning any of those memories." I assure him with a nod.

"Took longer than most?" Sirius probed.

"That was possibly one of the most fascinating minds I will ever have that sort of access to. No resistance whatsoever. Even the most willing of minds normally have some form of barrier that needs a little persuasion. His control over his mind is incredible." I say shaking my head ever so slightly.

"I can believe that," Harry laughs.

"I guess it's my turn," Sirius says clapping his hands together, before seeming to set his jaw in place as he looks at Harry.

"I'm sorry, I fell for Voldermort's trap. That's how you die, I go to the Department of Mysterious as I believe he has you. Voldermort sends me visions of him torturing you. I don't think of waiting around for the Order, I contacted Kreacher here, he lies and says that you're gone. I believed the words of a bitter House Elf and raced to your rescue." Harry stops and takes a deep breath as he tries to control his emotions. "When we are attacked in the Ministry, the Order arrives just in time, including you. You died defending me. And it will always be one of the biggest regrets of my life." Harry finishes.

"If I died protecting you, there would have been no better way for me to go," Sirius says hugging Harry tightly to him.

I feel my own throat become chocked as I watch Harry with his own Godfather.

"Sirius wouldn't have wanted to die doing anything else," My Father tells me.

"And neither would we," Mum adds giving me a knowing look.

"You have a wonderful life, it's incredible to see how happy you are! Hear how happy your life has been so far and will continue to be. We died for the right cause; to see you live a happy and healthy life," Dad finishes smiling at me. I nod feeling tears well within my eyes.

"I only wish you could have been a part of my life," I tell them my voice breaking.

"Like you've told the others, we have never left you, I'm sure of it," Dad tells me squeezing my shoulders tightly, his face full of emotion.

"I'm so proud of you, an Auror so young and such a truly decent man," Mum tells me tears streaming down her face.

"The way all of the kids look up to you and admire you is amazing, you have a family, more siblings than either of us have had," Dad says with a teary smile.

"You've the best qualities from both of them," Sirius adds. He and Harry have finished their hard goodbye it seems as Sirius looks at me expectantly.

"Thank you, it's been a real pleasure and honour to have met you," I tell Sirius truthfully, reaching out to shake his hand before pulling him close.

"Look after Harry for me," Sirius mumbles into my ear as we hug.

"Always, he's to me what you are to him," I say gripping Sirius Black tightly before letting him go. He nods at me his mouth firm.

"I love you kid, you're parents are so proud of you and so are we," Sirius says as Harry nods back to his Godfather his eyes glistening with tears. My Father wraps an arm around Harry's shoulders as Sirius turns and I begin to alter his memories.

I do the same as I did with Fred's memories turning them into dreams I hear Sirius whisper a brief 'Thanks' as he no doubt feels me moving them to the subconscious part of his brain oppose to removing them.

A few moments later Sirius Black walks away.

"Thank you Harry, for raising such an amazing man," My mum tells Harry hugging him tightly.

"It has been the best thing I've done with my life, I cannot thank either of you enough for Teddy," Harry says looking at my Father as well.

Mum walks over to me and reaches up taking my face in her hands. Her eyes locked on mine.

"I love you Teddy, and I couldn't be prouder to know that you are my son," she tells me her eyes blinking back tears as she pulls me in for a tight embrace.

"I love you Mum," I choke out as I cry against her shoulder hugging her so tightly to me.

As we break apart I struggle to let go of her as emotions pour over me.

"Do you want me to?" Harry offers.

"No I can do this," I tell him firmly my voice shaking with tears.

"I'll see you soon," Mum tells me with a final kiss to my cheek as she turns, "Take as long as you want, take any memories you want," she tells me as I raise my wand and delve into my mothers head.

The first thing I feel is her love for me and it warms me right to my soul knowing her feelings are so strong.

I must linger for longer than I did with Dumbledore, shifting through all of her childhood memories, her Hogwarts years, her Aurour training, many of her missions her life flashes through my mind. I store as much as I can in my own mind ready to filter through in the Pensive in Potter Manour. As I twist her memories into the dreams I add more of my own memories from my childhood and my life so far.

As I finish this time I feel more drained than all of the previous memory charms I have performed this day combined.

I try to hold my emotions together as my Mother walks away and out of the front door.

"You've done so well," Harry tells me his voice full of emotion.

"I can't do anymore," my voice breaks as I look at my Father, shaking my head as I let my sorrow over the entire situation and the loss of my parents once more overcome me.

"It's just me now," My Father says his voice kind and soothing as he holds me at arms length, "My mind is not a very pleasant place at times, but like your Mother said take whatever you want. I never thought I would have a child, but whenever I entertained the thought that maybe one day I could have a family after some cure was found, I could never have imagined someone like you. Teddy you have passed all of my expectations of what a child of mine would be like. I am honoured to say, to know, that you are the very best of me. I love you." My Father tells me his voice breaking along with his face.

"The honour is mine, to say that I am your son," I tell him my heart feeling shredded as I shake my Father's hand before hugging him tightly.

"While I have always questioned where life after death would take me, I know having Fathered someone as incredible as you, would have taken me to a pleasant place in the afterlife." He tells me, pulling back he places a kiss on my forehead, "If you ever feel alone, which I doubt you will, look to the Moon," he tells me his breaths becoming uneven.

"Once I was told that you were a Werewolf, I would spend most of my nights looking up at the moon. I'd say goodnight to the moon," I confess, not feeling an ounce of the silliness I had sometimes felt when Granny Annie or Harry or Ginny had caught me saying goodnight to the sky. They never thought it was odd or silly, but it seems as though my Father understands my connection with the moon better than the others.

"Life a long and happy life son," Remus Lupin my Father tells me as he turns and for the last time in 1995 I raise my wand and begin my charms on his mind and memories.

Like with my Mother's thoughts the first thing I feel in my Father's is his love for me, which helps give me the strength to continue the process.

I do the same as I did with my Mother, taking many of his memories and storing them in my mind. Adding my own memories to his dreams of my life and how happy it has been. I feel his darker memories of full moons and the first War. I make the decision to skim through these and store them in my own mind also. They are just as much a part of my Father as all of the laughter and love he received throughout his childhood and teenage years with his family and the Maruaders.

As I finish for one final time, Remus Lupin walks away from me without a backwards glance. I feel a wall close upon me a tidal wave of emotions over taking me.

"Teddy, we have to leave now," Harry's tearful voice breaks through to me as he tugs on my arm.

"This is so unfair," I complain childishly.

"I know, but we have to leave Teddy, our time here is done," Harry tells me his face strewn with tears.

I nod my head trying to hold myself together, I need to get home.

I need to get home.

I need to get home.

Harry leads me out through the front door quickly where I see the blip in the air. Harry begins to stretch the blip as far as it can go.

I turn and look up at the house for one last time wiping my hand across my face, attempting to dry the tears.

"Ted," Harry calls to me taking hold of my hand tightly.

"Goodbye," I whisper before turning and stepping through the blip, entering the time porthole with my Godfather.

The crazy whirl of colour makes my already confused head spin more and more. Harry's arm around my shoulders holds me up as I try to blink back tears.

The colours continue to whirl, spin and flip for a few more moments before I recognize my surroundings once again.

The Borrow.

We've made it home. Harry and I are standing in the large back garden behind Arthur's car. I see the family closer to the house, all of them embracing each other tightly their voices all raised. When they notice Harry and I, I find myself stiffening.

"Teddy," Harry begins as I shake my head my hands wiping at my face as I try to control my breathing. "It's okay son, feel whatever you feel, I'm here," he tells me his voice strong as he hugs me to him.

"I don't know," I tell him, feeling so lost and happy and torn up and... confused.

"You don't have to know anything, it's okay," he tells me nodding as he watches my emotional barrier break as I let out an angered shout at the whole situation pushing him away from me.

The world seems to close in on me as I try to even my breathing, I note the rest of the family watching me with tear filled eyes and Ginny running towards me.

"Ted," she sobs her arms pulling me to her fiercely as she reaches me. I hug her back with just as much emotion. My face going into the crook of her neck and I begin to sob. Her hands stroke my back and run through my hair in a soothing gesture as she mumbles calming words to me.

"I finally met them," I stutter out against her skin.

"I know sweetie, and they love you just like we all do," Ginny tells me her hands holding me so tightly I struggle to break away from her.

"I can't believe this has happened," I say feeling completely overwhelmed.

"But it has, you need to take the positives from this okay," Ginny implores her beautiful face red and blotchy from the tears.

"He knows that, don't you?" Harry says rubbing my back and gripping my shoulders, I nod.

"I feel so childish," I whisper to them, at Ginny's confused look I continue, "I feel this is just so unfair, I finally meet them and get to know them, for me, for myself, and now they're gone again," I say sniffling.

"No Teddy, that's not childish! That's how you feel and you have every right to feel that way," Harry tells me, "When I saw my parents and Sirius and your Father reappear in The Forbidden Forest all those years ago... I only let them go, because I believed I would be joining them soon. It was hard enough thinking that. I can only guess at how you're feeling right now, maybe better than most, but still, you feel however you want to feel, and when you're ready, together as a family we'll continue to do them proud." Harry tells me his face so full of understanding, I hug my Godfather to me and nod in agreement.

"We love you Ted," Ginny adds her hands rubbing my back as my breathing evens out.

Taking deep breaths and clearing my mind I think through all of the memories I now have of my parents. I feel my mood lift, though they are no longer a part of this world, their memories and their lives will live on through me. I came to accept long ago that they were gone for now until my time in the land of the living comes to an end. What has happened I have to look at as a blessing, a chance to know them and appreciate who they were for myself.

With a final breath I stand back and look at Harry and Ginny, the closest people I've ever had to parents and I smile.

"You good?" Harry asks with a small smile of his own.

"Yeah, I am now," I tell him as we walk back to The Borrow.

Walking into the kitchen many faces turn to me and smile hesitantly.

"How you doing kid?" Bill asks me rising from his chair, his face full of concern.

"I'm okay," I answer in a sure voice. Bill's smile widens and he hugs me.

"Good, they're cool right?" he says a laugh in his voice.

"Yeah, really amazing people," I agree as the room smiles at me brightly.

I notice George and Nanny Weasley hovering by the sink and head over to them.

"How are you two?" I ask gently, Nanny Molly is quick to wrap her arms round my waist and nod against my chest.

"We're fine dear, it's you who we want to hear from," she says when she pulls away and wipes her eyes absently, "Would you like something else to eat, all that memory work must have built up quite the apatite!" she says her voice cheery, knowing she wants to look after me right now.

"That would be great Nan," I tell her kissing the top of her head, she nods in agreement and hurries around the kitchen as everyone starts adding their own food requests.

I smile as I leave the kitchen and go in search of the rest of the family.

Granny Anny is the ext one I find on my way into the enlarged living room. She smiles understandingly towards me I walk over and give her a hug and a light kiss, she holds my face before speaking.

"This has been good for you," she says in her calming voice.

"I think so too," I say grinning. With a squeeze to her hand I leave her with Faye and Molly. After a few more quick conversations with James, Albus, Dom, Lily and Rose I ask where Vic is.

"She went up to the roof," Dom tells me with a little smirk, "I think she thought you'd come to her when you were ready."

I quickly head up the many many stairs before finding the window to climb through onto the roof. Though it's no where near as easy to get through now I'm older and much bigger than a kid.

"It was so much easier when you were 13 and you could practically fly through that window," Victoire's laughing voice greets me.

"I can still manage, just not as easily now," I remark with a laugh as well.

Finally making it through the window Vic takes hold of my hand and we walk to the edge of the roof, and after clearing more snow with our wands and placing warming charms on the area, we both sit. Our legs hanging over. I grin towards her remembering countless memories of the two of us sneaking away over the years to sit and talk on this roof; and as we got older to come and make out and the odd time we've had sex out here.

"I thought Harry and Ginny were best for you," she begins her face unsure as she glances at me. I take her chin between my fingers and turn her beautiful face my way, causing her to meet my gaze.

"You were right, and I love you all the more for knowing what I needed," I say, she lets out a relieved breath and her face lights up into a beautiful smile. She leans forward and kisses me gently. Her lips only providing the lightest of pressure. It's sweet and far too short for my liking before she rests her forehead to mine.

"You were amazing, so strong and so caring for all of us," Tori says her breath drifting temptingly across my lips.

"Thank you, I can hardly believe what has happened in the past few days, it doesn't feel as though we have only been gone in this time zone for a few hours," I say, "So much has happened, so much good," I emphasize at her worried look, she nods in agreement with my words.

"They are such amazing people, I feel so honoured to have met your parents and the others of course. Uncle Fred was just brilliant. But your parents I was so nervous talking to them at times ," Vic confesses with a light giggle. "I've never had to meet them before and worry if they thought I was good enough, for you I mean," she says biting on her lower lip.

I laugh loudly thinking of their happiness when I spoke of my future with Vic. The same happiness I felt in their memories of seeing the two of us together.

"I know for a fact they loved you," I assure her.

"And they definitely loved you," she says beaming at me as tears forming in her eyes.

"Yeah they really do," I tell her tears of my own filling my eyes as Vic begins to cry, happiness emanating from her. I feel my own tears flow again. Though not in sadness. Tears of joy and happiness flow down my face as I think of the love I felt from both of my parents.

Whatever is to come, these memories are mine and nothing can change that, I have met them, I have spoken to them, I have known them.

And they, they have known me.

I'm brought out of my thoughts by a quick series of loud bangs. I quickly look down to the garden as does Victorie.

I begin to laugh as I see everyone start leaving the house quickly as sparks fly from the living room and kitchen windows.

"Fred!"

"James!"

"Albus!"

"Hugo!"

I hear the names being shouted as my family draws their wands to no doubt tackle whatever the boys have let of this time.

As more voices sound from below I struggle to make out any words over the noise of what I now associate with the WWW Fireworks. They seem to draw the Fireworks outside and throw them into the air.

I laugh loudly as the air begins to explode with colour and fire and Christmas themed art.

"Never a dull moment with this lot huh?" Victorie says with a sarcastic sigh and shake of her head.

"No, never," I agree, "But it certainly makes things more interesting, makes the future look like a right laugh." I chuckle.

"Merlin help us all with this lot making their way through school," Vic laughs too.

"It'll be entertaining, that's for sure," I laugh, looking over at Vic's laughing face.

I smile broadly as I pull her closer and press my lips to hers. She responds eagerly winding her hands up my arms and into my hair. Holding my face firmly to hers as our mouths open and our tongues meet.

"Merry Christmas Ted," Vic says when she breaks away from my mouth, my lips moving down her throat and drawing soft moans from her.

"Best Christmas ever," I mumble through kisses as I make my way back to her lips.

The two of us sit there on the roof; my arm around her slim shoulders as she rests her head against mine, the Fireworks and our noisy family down below, broad smiles on both of our faces, and without a care in the world.

So we are done! I do hope you've enjoyed it all!

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