Harry walked out to the black lake, he was just visiting Hogwarts for a short while. He was now a fully trained Auror, looking at excelling in this career very quickly due to his defeat of Lord Voldemort. He had helped rebuild Hogwarts and start it up again, but it still seemed unrecognisable, everything was the same and different at the same time.

He sighs softly before thinking about all the memories at school, the good, the bad. The happy, the sad. The exciting and boring. So many memories, some make him want to hide at the thought, others make him want to jump in excitement. Yet all he did was stand and look out at the lake. It seemed through all of the war and hardship, it's stayed the same.

In the end, he turns around and walks back to the school, he walks straight through the halls to the great hall. His speech in his hands as he walks in front of the whole school. Some faces he recognises, they would have been in year one or two during what should have been his final year at Hogwarts. But mostly, there were new faces, ready to hear from Harry Potter, the saviour of the wizarding world. The only problem to Harry, was that even though most people saw him as the boy who saved the world, he did not. He didn't feel he did anything special, just was he was expected to. He was the boy who lived, the boy who was born to defeat Voldemort. Anything less from Harry was unexpected, was wrong in some peoples eyes. He couldn't go and hide, he couldn't pretend, he couldn't go to Hogwarts and try to complete his last year with Voldemort on the loose.

Because when he was a baby, he became the target and since that moment, his life was already determined from him.

Harry smiles slightly at the silence, at the attention of all the students, some smiled back others simply stared. Others glared.

"Good afternoon students, I am Harry James Potter, that is all. You may have heard things about me, some would have been true. But some exaggerated. I am here to introduce you to Harry, just Harry. I was born in July, to two parents, James and Lily Potter, who both came to Hogwarts themselves. When I was one, still a baby, they were murdered by a maniac. That is all Voldemort, or Tom Riddle was, he was a maniac who thought that pureblood's were superior. Even though, little Tom was not a pureblood himself. I grew up with my Aunt, Uncle and Cousin. I came to Hogwarts when I was 11, I made friends, I went to lessons, I joined the Quidditch team. Just like you. I had teachers I liked and others I didn't. I broke rules and got in trouble, I followed rules and worked hard. As the years went by, I remained Harry, just Harry. The only difference between then and now, is that Tom or Voldemort, was murdering innocents. He wanted to murder me. So with the help from my friends, who I met at Hogwarts and through Hogwarts, I was able to do something. We were able to do something, we all came together and we all defeated Voldemort. I was the igniter, I was the leader in some cases, I was the one that completed the spell to finally end him. But I was not alone. I was never alone, friendship is one of the most powerful weapons you can have. Thank you"

Harry instantly walks out of the great hall, not even paying attention if they were nodding or booing, if they were silent or loud. He left and went back to his wife, his recent wife Ginny Potter. There's a nice ring to it, Ginny Potter, sounds better than Ginny Weasley in my opinion.