Living A Lie

Harry

He felt a sense of peace, knowing that the Resurrection Stone had brought back his loved ones to speak to him one last time. They were at peace, and he would be too, he just needed to do this one last thing first. He had thought of living to spite Voldemort, but he was tired of life, and he wanted to be with his parents again, he deserved that measure of peace. He dropped the smooth onyx stone, and walked towards the Forbidden Forest.

He knew where Voldemort was, he just knew it deep down inside, and so he followed his magical signature to the darkest part of the forest. No creature disturbed him, not even bowtruckles. A group of masked deatheaters surrounded the tall, pale wizard that was his greatest nemesis all of his life.

Voldemort smiled coldly, "Harry Potter. The Boy Who Lived, come to die as the prophecy foretold."

Harry held out his wand. A male deatheater took it out of his hands, and snapped it in half. "Go ahead. I am unarmed now. Do what you want with me, I'm tired of living."

This made some of the deatheaters titter with laughter. He no longer cared, he was going back to his true home, what need did he have of this heartless, stupid world? Not a damn thing.

Voldemort seemed to hesitate at first, but then he lifted up his bone white wand, and shouted out the killing curse: "AVADA KEDAVRA!!"

The green magic hit him point blank in the chest, and at first, it hurt, but then he saw nothing more in this life...until he woke up, that is...standing before his home in Godric's Hollow...

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Lights were on in the house, and it was completely restored, not destroyed as he knew it was in the living world. Harry opened the white picket fence, and walked up to the gravel drive, and to the front door. He rang the doorbell, and there was his mother Lily.

She had tears in her beautiful green eyes, and she was wearing an apron over jeans and a sweater. "Harry, darling, you've come home at last. James, honey! Sirius! Come, Harry is here!"

Harry saw his dad walk up behind his wife, and plant a kiss on her cheek. Sirius was there, and he was bolder, kissing his mum on the lips. They led Harry into the house, and Harry looked at the three adults like they had gone daft.

"Soo..spill the tea," He demanded. "Are you three like...um, together, together?"

All of them shared a laugh. Sirius nodded. "Well...um, yes, Harry. Let's just say that there could have been a 50/50 chance you would be either James's son, or mine."

Harry didn't know what to think. "Um, it's cool, I guess. I mean, my best friend ended up with Draco Malfoy, and his mum ended up with Snape, so that's more odd than you three being together. But, can I stay with all of you?"

His mum's eyes widened. "Sev and Narcissa Malfoy...like, together, together?"

"Yep, baby and all."
"Oh my. I'm happy for them."

"You are?" His dad asked. "I think it's weird. She's much too pretty for him."

"Dad, geez, we're all dead here."

"He's right," Sirius agreed. "Besides, Dora and Remus are coming over for the welcoming party in an hour, and we haven't told them that we all decided to bond together as couples."

Harry smiled, "Can I help with the decorating?"

His mother hugged him. "Of course, honey. Come, let's get things ready."

Lily led Harry into the kitchen, and that was when he began his new life surrounded by his loved ones, and in time, he found love with a witch in the after life version of Hogwarts, and so that was what became of the Boy Who Lived...to be reunited with his loved ones at long last...