-I can't believe its over! D: Its been so long in coming, but here is the final tiny finale for the story. I may rename the whole thing to Wild Magic, since they only stayed in Knockturn for part of the story. But regardless of renaming, I think I'm happy with the way the story ended, it may need proof reading, but this is basically what I wanted to write. :) I know its a short ending, but don't worry, I have other stories to work on too so I'll be updating those shortly. Right now I'm a bit distracted by my new Wii console. :D When the urge to write comes over me I'll make sure things get posted. Maybe some new things will be posted soon. ;)

Moonlight

Stonehenge. A place of ancient mysteries, large stone columns and moonlight, which bathed their party in its loving glow, a proud mother gazing down upon her children as they creeped up to the stone monument in hooded cloaks with offerings of gold; emeralds and diamonds as big as their closed fists, tiaras and rubies and sapphires that glittered as bright as the silver moon overhead. These offerings were layed at the foot of the sarsen stones, then assembled themselves within as tightly as they could, with Harry in the center, raising their hands above them. The werewolves surrounded them on the outside, transformed, and gave off their wolfish howls of worship to the moon, as the Coven of the Forest Dwellers began reciting the ancient prayer, in Latin, but as familiar as their native English.

"Oh Mab, Queen of Magic,
Bless us with your mysteries,
For we are yours,
Your children,
Who honor you this night.
Grant us your wisdom,
And give us your strength,
Come before us now,
And grant us your blessings."

Harry could feel an inswelling of magic around them, as the latin recitation reverberated around the circle. The moon seemed to wink at them, glowing the last notes of the dying prayer as the magic swelled above them, and called unto them the spiritual visage of a woman, shrouded in starlight, with the light of the moon braided in her hair.

Mab, Queen of the Night, Goddess of the Moon, had arrived before them.

"Blessed are you who have remembered me, and the ancient ways," said she, her voice sparkling and clear. "Blessed my assemblage who comes before me tonight, to remember what many before you have forgotten. That all life stems from the magic, and there can be no magic without life."

They all bowed before her, Severus's eyes even swelled over with tears at the sight of the Goddess, as did many others. Harry's chest hurt; he could barely breath.

"Harry Potter, arise and come before me," said Mab, her voice warm.

Harry approached and she floated down to his level, standing almost directly in front of him. There were planets of rainbow color dancing within her eyes.

"I cannot tell you, in human words and voice, the delight that I feel for you, my Chosen One. You have far exceeded any who have come before you. You have freed the werewolves, united my people, and helped them to overcome their various differences to remember what is important; the unity of all magic. And for this, I will grant you with powers that have not been held by your kind since before the founders. You were blessed by your Father with Dark Magic, and by your Mother with Wild Magic, and now comes the final power, that you yourself hath named; Arcane Magic, the power to give magic to others. To bless Magic, Dark and Wild, down to others as you so have been blessed. And take magic from those who do not deserve the power. Muggle or wizard, squib, werewolf, shapeshifter, or animal, beasts and merfolk, all beings, you may bless with it."

She reached out to touch Harry's chest, and a heat, like an intense fire, burned there for many moments as the blessings were laid upon him. He wept, and knelt before her, and kissed her hand and the robe of her garment.

"Yea, Severus Snape, approach."

Severus seemed startled, and he went to stand beside Harry with a shiver of anticipation and awe.

"I am delighted by you, companion of Harry, for you have helped him in all of this, given and sacrificed of yourself to help bring all this about. So you to will I grant a gift; for as you love to teach, so then will you teach others. Hogwarts is yours, and all the students that will come to you and Harry to learn magic will learn from you. I give you now the power to command and control the magic of Hogwarts, and the ley lines below, so that you can create communities from which magic can grow."

She touched him, as she touched Harry, and he wept as Harry had wept, and bowed before her.

"All of you have been blessed with gifts," she said to them all. "I strengthen your gifts, and fill you with courage, for these days to come will be difficult for all. But by the powers of this Full Moon night, by the powers of the stars and these stones so ancient, I tell you that you can succeed in all that you wish to accomplish. Remember me; I am the source of your magic, who took upon herself to walk amongst her Children. Forget me, and you will forget magic. Remember me and the magic is yours for the asking. Love one another as you love me. And forgive each other what debts you owe. Friendship, courage, joy and love will guide you in these days to come. When I look down upon you each night, remember me, and you will be blessed, and your children and their children. For when next I come again, I will remember you as well."

She then exploded with a shower of sparkling light, which touched them all, filling them with hope for the future, and joy for this momentary contact with a being more powerful and beautiful than them all combined. They wept, and laughed, and hugged one another. Couples embraced under the moonlight; Bella and Hermione, Draco and Ron, Narcissa and Lucius, Bill and Fleur, and there was Remus and Fenrir. Luna Blaise and Eileen danced in circles. The werewolves campered around the stone circle in canine mirth.

Severus took Harry passionately into his arms to kiss, under the light, and a tiny female voice whispered within Harry's ear,

And one last secret blessing I give to you my Chosen One, the secret powers of childbirth which only women would know. After all, you will want children one day.

Harry blushed three shades of crimson, as Severus continued to kiss him unknowing as to the gift that Mab had just given them, and then put his arms around Severus neck and kissed him back.

Under the moonlight, beneath the stars, a new life was being made for them. And beyond the stones, outside of their sight, were thousands and millions of lives that they would soon touch with magic.

The Circle was now complete.

The End