Okay, this is the rather short last chapter. I hope you guys liked it, and will continue when I start writing the sequel! I will be posting a poll on my Author's Profile to help get my next story's title. The choices are:

1 Time Spent With You
2 Staying Strong
3 Strong Because of You

Harry sighed as they reached Château de Parfums. Over the last two weeks, they finished up a few things Harry needed settled in England, before they left, hopefully for the last time. Sirius, Remus, Severus, Jazper, and the Weasleys had followed the pair back. Flying above them, was Lorcan.

On his birthday, they would be taking the the de-aging potion. Harry would be a year old, and Elias would be five. The only thing that wouldn't change, is the fact they were mates. Because of the mark Elias had left on Valentines day, Harry was marked as his destined mate.

"Ah, you're here early!" Nicci said nervously. Harry frowned in confusion. "I, ah, that is...MAMA!" Delilah came out and gasped, pale. "What do we do?"

"It was your brain child!"

"YOU agreed."

"You pulled the puppy look!"

"You caved!"

"Ahem!" Severus interrupted, the others too busy laughing. "What, seems to be the problem."

"This smart one here, decided that I should allow him to throw a welcoming party...it's best you see the house, and your rooms, Elias." The veela paled, sharing a look with Harry. In a blink of an eye, they were in the house, followed by the others.

The entrance hall was covered in hot pink. There were streamers, glitter, and balloons. The two shared uneasy looks before they raced up the stairs to the man's room. It looked like a honeymoon suit.

"Nicci?"

"Yes, Elias?" Whimpered Nicci.

"I'm going to freaking murder you!" The small man squeaked before they were running out of the house and into the flower fields. Abri looked up as Nicci ran behind him. "You better help that kid clean up the house, Abri, or I will make your lives hell!"

"Me? Why me? It's Nicci and mama's doing. Take it out on them."

"Abri!" Harry grinned, finally breaking down in full blown laughter.

He felt like he had a home finally.