Faces and memories swam before his vision like a slide show on fast forward. His brain was thick with confusion and fatigue. He hadn't felt like this since he had died. Maybe he had died again; after all he had released the bit of life still holding him to the land of the living when he had seen Luna die.


He should have been there to save her. She was the only thing left that really mattered to him, and he had let her die. She had been unable to save herself and he had been too weak to save her. At least he had killed the bastard.

The Dark Lord was the one responsible for all of Harry's pain. He had ended his childhood with the death of his parents, and killed the center of his world. His Luna.

Anger filled him once more, but it was over powered by his despair. His thoughts centered on Luna, he blacked out.

Rows of coffins lined the grounds of the old castle. Hundreds were gathered as the victims and warriors of the Battle of Hogwarts were mourned and buried on the school grounds. Among those present two men stood next to a statue in the middle of the new grave yard.

Remus Lupin and Sirius Black had tears staining their cheeks, as they looked at the statue of a young Harry Potter. Looking like he did as a ghost he stood, poised with a determined yet terrifying look on his young face. Luna Lovegood would be buried beside the statue of the young hero.

Many of the dead were Order members or Hogsmead home and business owners who had fought for the children of the Wizarding world. More tears fell, and one by one students and fighters alike were lowered into the ground.

Collin Creevey, Professor Trelawney, Percy Weasley, Luna Lovegood, Cedric Diggory, Hannah Abbot, Katie Bell, Cho Chang, Amelia Bones, Professor Burbage, Argus Filch, Mundungus Fletcher, Draco Malfoy, Alastor Moody, Dedalus Diggle, and Elphias Doge were all lowered into the damp earth. Dozens more followed, as the repaired castle stood silently behind the crowed of mourners.

Albus Dumbledore stood, for once wearing all black, with large tears leaking into his grey beard. It was time to rebuild the Wizarding world.

Sounds reached his ears as he lay on something hard and cold. Wait why would something be cold if he was dead? His eyes fluttered open only to come face to face with blue ones. A cry of surprise and disbelief was torn from his throat as he gazed upon his dead beloved.

Luna Lovegood sat before him wearing a yellow sun dress, her golden locks cascading beautifully down her back. "Harry, you don't want to miss the train do you?" she asked in a dreamy tone. Looking around Harry saw that he was on Platform 9 and 3/4. Parents crowded near the train as they waved at their children, minutes before the train would depart.

In a daze Harry looked down at himself. He wore simple wizard robes, but that wasn't what caught his attention. No, it was the fact that he had flesh. Small childlike hands, slightly larger than they used to be greeted him. He was alive. Unnaturally pale though he was, he had skin, and looked to be eleven.

Luna led the dazed boy onto the train.

Harrison Porter and Lona Heartwell sat together at the Ravenclaw table. People around them ignored the strange pair. The two orphan muggleborns had always kept to themselves, much to the female population's frustration. The 16 year olds looked like they just walked out of Witch Weekly, and many admired their handsome faces and flattering clothes.

The boy sat next to the girl, her hand in his, with an intense of look on his face as he gazed at the girl as she spoke about creatures that didn't exist. Many thought them crazy, or touched in the head, but no one tried to argue with them about the made up creatures. Harrison "Harry" Porter was highly scary when angry, and none were stupid enough to cross him.

Not many could see the ghost of a smile on the boy's lips as he gazed at his reason for existence. Here they did not have to worry about war, there was no Dark Lord; here they did not have to worry about child abuse, they lived alone; here they did not have to worry about one of them growing old, they would do it together.

The End! Sorry for the wait, I have been so busy. I've written this like five times, it just didn't want to be written. Here it is a somewhat happy ending that won't get me yelled at. Please read my other story if you have not already done that.