Harry Potter and the Life after the Dark Lord

Chapter 1: Gifts of Learning


Harry Potter was laying down on his four poster bed asleep, it was the evening of the day when he finally defeated Voldemort forever, never again would the Dark lord threaten the lives of those who he cared for, however even so Harry was uneasy, as some of Voldemort’s followers, some as evil and twisted as himself, were hiding away in the deep places of the world. Harry felt a figure shake him a little and he opened his eyes a once, he grabbed his glasses and put them on, standing there was Mr Weasley ‘‘we need you Harry’’

‘‘why what’s happened?’’ said Harry suddenly alert

‘‘nothing serious, its just…Dumbledore’s portrait wishes for you to come to his office’’ said Mr Weasley, Harry nodded and quickly got up, he was still wearing his robes that he wore when he defeated Voldemort.

A few minutes later they arrived at Dumbledore’s old office, stepped over the still broken gargoyle, ‘‘still crumbling here’’ it said weakly, and went up the spiral staircase, to find Professor McGonagall, Kingsley Shacklebolt and Harry’s two best friends Ron and Hermione already there

‘‘ah Potter’’ said Professor McGonagall ‘‘he says he wants you in one at a time, starting with you Mrs Granger’’

‘‘m…me’’ said Hermione weakly

‘‘probably wants to thank you, go on Hermione’’ said Ron and she nodded, she opened the door and walked inside, the door closed automatically.

As she walked in Hermione noticed all the tiny silver instruments emitting puffs of smoke from the spindle legged tables dotted around the place, she also saw a bird the size of a swan sitting on a golden perch nearby ‘‘a Phoenix, you must be Fawkes’’ said Hermione in awe

‘‘hello Hermione’’ came a familiar voice and she spun around, Dumbledore was smiling from his portrait above the Headmaster’s chair

‘‘hello…professor’’ said Hermione a little bit worried

‘‘Please Hermione call me Albus, my time as Headmaster ended last year. I wanted to personally thank you for what you did, if it wasn’t for you, I doubt this stunning adventure would not come to this outcome’’

‘‘but...I didn’t do…anything’’ blustered Hermione

‘‘You helped out more than you believe Hermione, you saved your friends from many dangerous encounters because of your great intellect and in that you show yourself as a gifted and powerful witch’’ said Dumbledore smiling and Hermione blushed ‘‘and because of this I leave to you a couple of gifts’’

‘‘what?’’ said Hermione shocked

‘‘on the table my dear’’ said Dumbledore and he waved his hand at the desk, sitting there were three books and two items, a silvery white broomstick that seemed to hover a little above the desk and a large black orb that seemed to have blue smoke swirling around inside of it ‘‘your gift is that of the orb, I call it the scryrory, it is an ancient art that is hardly used anymore, but no doubt it will be of use, just hold onto it and think of what you wish to see, and it will appear in the orb, however remember this, you can only see stuff that you have seen before, if not it will not appear’’ Dumbledore smiled as Hermione looked aghast at the gift

‘‘but this gift…its so…’’

‘‘it will be useful in later life’’ said Dumbledore ‘‘also I would like you to take one of those books, I think one of them will appeal to you in particular’’ he ended smiling, Hermione looked at the three books, they all had the same title

The true spells and Arts of Magic by Albus Dumbledore

Hermione looked and saw one of the books and it seemed glossy and brand new, as if it never been touched, Hermione liked the look of it, when suddenly it jumped into her arms ‘‘I think it likes you’’ said Dumbledore as Hermione almost screamed, but then both she and Dumbledore laughed

‘‘thank you’’ she said

‘‘no problem my dear, may you send Mr Weasley in please’’ said Dumbledore and with that, Hermione walked out of the office.

As she walked out Ron ran up to her ‘‘what did he say?’’ said Ron

‘‘he wants you next Ron’’ said Hermione smiling and she walked away a little to join Harry and the others, he gulped and walked through the open office door, which again closed as he entered

‘‘I am sorry Ron’’ said Dumbledore heavily

‘‘what do you mean Professor’’ said Ron confused

‘‘please call me Albus, I am sorry for Fred’s death, he was a great wizard and a wonderful person who will be missed, especially by me and the other members of the Order’’ said Dumbledore, still clearly upset

‘‘he chose to fight…Albus’’ said Ron carefully ‘‘he wanted to protect this school’’

‘‘and he did so brilliantly’’ said Dumbledore ‘‘there are things I wish to give you Ron’’

‘‘me?’’ said Ron shocked

‘‘yes, I feel that you earned these’’ and Dumbledore waved a hand to his front desk, Ron looked immediately at the broomstick

‘‘wow’’

‘‘that is a Silver Arrow, the last of its kind, and a marvellous broomstick, one that would rival a Firebolt, I had it for many years but after a while I grew out of it, I feel that you however would like it more, it is yours’’

‘‘thank…thank you sir’’ said Ron in awe and he felt the broomstick in his hands, it felt so light, lighter than even the Firebolt

‘‘also one of those books is yours, I think one in particular wishes to join you’’ and indeed one of the books, which was weather-beaten and looked as if it was second-hand was itching to grab hold of Ron, he inched carefully over and it hugged him like a small child

‘‘cute little fellar’’ said Ron chuckling

‘‘that book I made myself, you need only think of the subject you wish to learn about and the book will become it, it is made up of many spells that I had learned in my school days that the Ministry feel was too much to teach younger students, they will be almost invaluable in your quest as an Auror’’

‘‘you mean…I could be like you?’’ said Ron shocked, Dumbledore smiled and said

‘‘yes, you can if you learn them, im sure you will find this book interesting, now if you can please send Harry in’’ said Dumbledore, Ron gave one last smile to Dumbledore, which he returned and Ron rushed out of the room.

‘‘Harry its your turn, oh and call him Albus, he seems to prefer it’’ said Ron and he moved to join Hermione, Harry smiled and walked into the office, it burst into tumultuous applause as he entered

‘‘Harry my boy’’ cried Dumbledore ‘‘well done on what you did, you were brilliant, well done’’

‘‘may I ask a question Albus?’’ said Harry as he looked around the portraits

‘‘of course my boy ask away’’ said Dumbledore beaming

‘‘where is Snape’s portrait’’ said Harry and Dumbledore’s smile fell

‘‘he cannot join us Harry, he did abandon the post upon his death and because of this he cannot become a portrait’’

‘‘but that isn’t fair’’ cried Harry and some of the portraits, including the portrait of Phinius Nigellas ‘‘he was still Headmaster and probably one of the bravest men anyone knew for what he did, he should become a portrait’’ said Harry angry and Dumbledore smiled

‘‘thank you for saying that Harry’’ said Dumbledore and suddenly, as if by its on accord, his portrait started to move to the side of the wall, still behind the Head teachers desk but to the left side, while a green light appeared from a small nook in the wall and suddenly, a portrait appeared there, there was no mistaking it, it was Severus Snape alright, he was sleeping

‘‘he will be asleep for a while im afraid, it takes about twelve hours till you get used to it’’ said Dumbledore and he turned smiling to Harry ‘‘on my desk is the last of the books I also gave to Hermione and Ron, take it, its yours’’ the book looked at Harry for a second and jumped into his arms, Harry smiled and started to walk away ‘‘there is one more gift to give to you Harry’’ said Dumbledore and he gave a strange whistle, Fawkes flew off its perch and landed on Harry shoulder

‘‘hello Fawkes’’ said Harry smiling

‘‘he will be your new pet and friend, I could never replace Hedwig for you, but im sure Fawkes will look after you’’ said Dumbledore

‘‘thank you’’ said Harry and he stroked Fawkes, Fawkes nuzzled up to Harry and he chuckled, Dumbledore clapped three times and the golden perch started to bend and buckle, until it was just a golden orb on the ground ‘‘that’s easier to carry’’ said Harry smiling and Dumbledore smiled as well

‘‘clap three times again and it will open up again’’ said Dumbledore smiling, Harry couldn’t think of any other words except

‘‘thank you Albus’’

‘‘don’t mention it my boy, now you must be off, you need to spend time with your friends and celebrate’’ and with that, Harry walked out of the office, feeling the happiest man alive in the world.

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Chapter 2: Phoenix Tears and Recovery

When Harry walked out of Dumbledore’s office he saw Ron and Hermione waiting for him ‘‘where’s everyone else?’’ said Harry

‘‘Dad’s gone to check on mum’’ said Ron sadly

‘‘and Professor McGonagall and Kingsley have gone down to talk with the others, loads of peoples families who weren’t here at the battle came down, most of the dead ones I mean’’ ended Hermione sadly, Harry squeezed her shoulder

‘‘I know, what did you three get?’’ said Harry, trying to relieve the tension

‘‘I got a Silver Arrow’’ said Ron in awe and he showed Harry the broomstick ‘‘Albus said that it is a good match for the Firebolt’’

‘‘that’s cool’’ said Harry smiling

‘‘and also a book’’ said Ron and he showed Harry the spell book which was still hugging onto his arm ‘‘it doesn’t stop doing that, anyway he says in it is the spells they cant teach us here, well the Ministry wont at any rate’’

‘‘I got the same’’ said Hermione also showing her book which was staying like any normal book ‘‘hmm wonder why mine doesn’t move’’

‘‘probably waiting for Ron’s to make a mistake’’ said Harry and all three of them laughed ‘‘I got one as well, this should be interesting trying out these new spells, with the help of Fawkes’’ said Harry and he stroked Fawkes’s plumage and it gave a happy cry, Hermione immediately started to look sad

‘‘after the feast though everyone has been crying their eyes out over the dead, some even broke down further, and also so many were hurt, Lavender was ripped up on her side because of Greyback, although Madame Pomfrey says she’ll be alright’’

‘‘Fawkes’’ said Harry softly and the Phoenix turned its head to Harry ‘‘think you can help?’’ Fawkes gave a wavering cry and sawed towards the Great Hall

‘‘where’s he going?’’ said Ron and Harry started to run after the Phoenix, Ron and Hermione running after him

‘‘to help’’ said Harry

A few minutes later they arrived in the Great Hall, many people were sitting in their own tight-knit groups looking sombre, the injured were all around, some with injuries too dreadful to behold, suddenly a flame appeared in the middle of the room and everyone turned to it, then Fawkes appeared in the flame ‘‘that’s Fawkes’’ said Kingsley and he and Professor’s McGonagall, Flitwick, Sprout and Slughorn watched the phoenix.

It gave a long, grieving cry and suddenly what looked like pearly rivers emanated from the Phoenix’s eyes, it seemed to travel around the room and the injured were bathed in it, they all started to raise themselves, cradling their injuries and looking at each other in a surprise, suddenly the light died down and Fawkes flew over to sit on Harry’s shoulder

‘‘what did Fawkes do?’’ said McGonagall is surprise ‘‘and why is he here?’’

‘‘Dumbledore let me have him’’ said Harry smiling ‘‘and he was acting on my wish, look’’ and he pointed to the wounded, everyone looked and saw the wounded now unhurt, limbs had re-grown, battle scars had disappeared, even Lavender’s and Bill Weasley’s werewolf wounds had almost completely disappeared, what was left was faint white marks, which was far better than what they had before

‘‘were all back to normal’’ cried Lavender and she ran to hug Parvati Patil, Harry smiled and looked around

‘‘where are the bodies?’’ said Harry

‘‘they are in the Hospital Wing’’ said Kingsley, Harry turned but Kingsley put a hand on his shoulder ‘‘but wait till tomorrow to say your goodbye, will you do a speech?’’

‘‘yes’’ said Harry, he had though of that, he owed them that, he then bent low to talk to Kingsley in a whisper and he bent as well ‘‘have you got Severus body yet?’’

‘‘Severus? Severus is dead?’’ said Kingsley in shock ‘‘the bodies of the dead Death Eaters are in Filches office, he will be in there, why do you wish to know?’’ said Kingsley shrewdly

‘‘ill explain later, but he must be moved away from them, he was not evil as you think’’ said Harry, Kingsley looked as if he would argue, but he breathed heavily and said

‘‘fair enough, but go with Hagrid, I think your friends are having fun at the moment’’ said Kingsley with a hint of a smile, Harry turned and indeed he saw that Ron and Hermione were hugging the other Weasley’s, Harry started to walk out and saw Hagrid starting to enter

‘‘jus been ta Grawpy, he’s in a right mess after those ruddy Giant’s, but he gave them a good kicking if you ask me’’ he said with pride

‘‘what happened to the Giant’s? said Harry

‘‘dead’’ said Hagrid heavily ‘‘Grawpy had no choice’’

‘‘I don’t blame him’’ said Harry smiling ‘‘im checking something out, would you come with me?’’

‘‘course’’ said Hagrid smiling and they walked towards Filches office ‘‘wha we doin ere Harry?’’

‘‘looking for someone’’ said Harry and he opened the door, he jumped back in fright as Voldemort’s body fell through the door

‘‘don’t worry Harry’’ said Hagrid smiling ‘‘old Tom cant hurt yer now’’

‘‘you knew he was Tom Riddle?’’ said Harry

‘‘yer’’ said Hagrid darkly ‘‘Dumbledore explained a few years ago, but there were hints’’ Hagrid looked around ‘‘not here?’’ said Hagrid as he looked at the body of Bellatrix Lestrange

‘‘nope, that means he must still be in the shack’’ said Harry

‘‘then im comin with yer’’ said Hagrid

‘‘thanks’’ said Harry and they walked out of the castle into the grounds, the ground was in blasted ruin, Hagrid’s hut and the greenhouses were bent and buckled and as they approached the Womping Willow they saw that some of its large branches were laying on the ground, it seemed to sway a little as they approached but then stopped moving at once as they came towards it ‘‘that’s weird’’

‘‘it wont attack me’’ chuckled Hagrid ‘‘I helped raise it, with the help of Professor Sprout ‘’ and they walked through the small hole, Hagrid had to bend low to avoid getting stuck

‘‘almost there’’ said Harry

‘‘ill make it’’ grunted Hagrid and they came into the Shrieking Shack, Harry immediately saw the body of Severus Snape and also Crookshanks sitting on his chest, Harry wondered why until he saw that amidst the blood of Snape was the body of rats

‘‘protecting him like you protected Sirius’’ said Harry smiling and Crookshanks purred

‘‘so what we gonna do with this filth’’ said Hagrid in a furious voice

‘‘to the Hospital Wing with the other heroes’’

‘‘what!’’ cried Hagrid and the roof of the Shrieking Shack seemed to groan

‘‘he saved more lives than you think, trust me Hagrid, ill explain later’’ said Harry hurriedly, Hagrid looked uneasy but walked over and picked up the body of Severus

‘‘but he killed Dumbledore’’ said Hagrid angrily

‘‘on Dumbledore’s own orders, remember what I said to Tom, that was true’’ said Harry and Hagrid nodded, they walked out of the shrieking shack, with Crookshanks leading the way.


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Chapter 3: End of Voldemort

It was the day before the funeral, the final goodbye to all the poor souls who had died fighting Voldemort, and he was in the Great Hall, where he spent most of his time these days, with Ron, Hermione, and the rest of the Weasley’s, suddenly Flitwick appeared at Harry’s side like a ghost ‘‘Potter, Minerva asks if you can meet her in the Entrance Hall, bring them with you’’ he looked grave

‘‘yes Professor’’ said Harry and Flitwick walked out

‘‘wonder what this is about’’ said Ron as they got up, telling Mr and Mrs Weasley that they wouldn’t be long. As they walked out they saw many of the surviving Order and DA members assembled along with Professor McGonagall, Professor Flitwick, Professor Sprout and Professor Slughorn

‘‘ah good Potter, we can begin’’ said Professor McGonagall crisply

‘‘what is this about?’’ said Harry

‘‘we will be burning the bodies of the Death Eaters today, I will not have this filth buried anywhere near my…my…’’ said Professor McGonagall but she couldn’t quite finished, she gave a sniff and carried on ‘‘anyway, we all decided to get rid of them, pile them and destroy them once and for all, you agree?’’

‘‘yes’’ said Harry and they all filed out of the Entrance Hall, with the pile of Death Eater bodies trailing behind them on a small cart.

As they walked outside Harry saw a large amount of people congregated around, Harry recognised that these were the Death Eaters that were captured after the battle, they were forced to watch this final act of vengeance against the Dark lord ‘‘to let them know he’s gone this time’’ said Kingsley, Harry also knew however that some Death Eaters had escaped, the Carrow’s somehow escaped their prison set by McGongall and weren’t found, along with Yaxley, Rookwood and Rodolphus Lestrange, also some had not even gone to the battle but were most probably now in hiding, for example Avery, Selwyn and Rabastan were nowhere to be seen during the battle, however a good number were caught, including Macnair and Fenrir Greyback. When Harry and the others stood to watch the bodies being piled onto the ground Harry saw not only the bodies of Voldemort and Bellatrix, but also of Antonin Dolohov, Thorfinn Rowle, Travers and Crabbe Sr, did he ever find out about Crabbe’s death, thought Harry, he also noticed that the Malfoy’s had left, because of what Narcissa did for him Harry repaid the favour by standing up for the Malfoy’s in front of the Ministry, they were allowed to leave but were put under house arrest until further notice.

‘‘is everyone ready’’ said Oliver Wood tauntingly to the mass of Death Eaters and they growled and spat at them

‘‘ready on the count of three’’ said McGonagall

‘‘wait’’ said Harry and everyone turned to him ‘‘I do not think Voldemort should be burned here, he would of liked to be at Hogwarts when he died, I think we should take him far away from here’’

‘‘good one Arry’’ said Hagrid, he pulled Voldemort off the pile of bodies (much to the outrage and protests of his captured servants) and he pointed across the lake ‘‘there’s a type of cliff over there, burn him there’’

‘‘so be it’’ said Kingsley ‘‘wands out’’ he added and everyone pulled out their wands and pointed them at the pile

‘‘INCENDIO’’ cried everyone as one and the pile burst into flames, it took only a few moments, and the pile was just ash on the floor, and then even the ashes were blown away by the strong winds throughout the grounds

‘‘right, get rid of the Death Eaters’’ said Kingsley and all the Death Eaters were taken away, on their way to Azkaban, Harry then noticed one of the figures in the mass of chained people, Dolores Umbridge

‘‘what was Umbridge doing here?’’ said Harry in surprise

‘‘she was with the Death Eaters, she was the one who killed Fred, she was aiming for you, and also she helped kill Lupin, when Tonks was killed he went into a rage and beated both Dolohov and Bellatrix, but then she chained him up from behind and then Dolohov…he…he killed him’’ Hermione answered and she cried (Ron put his arm around her), Harry gave a look of rage to the small woman standing in the line and she turned back, she was smiling.

A few minutes later everyone travelled by boat towards the place pointed by Hagrid, it was easy to get to, Harry noticed many broken parts of ships and, Harry’s heart gave a lurch, bodies under the water, it seemed the creatures of the deep were also involved in the Battle of Hogwarts. When they arrived Hagrid carried Voldemort’s body and walked towards the small hillock, the perfect place to put the body and burn it ‘‘lets get this over with’’ said Harry in disgust, even in death Voldemort still looked frightening and menacing

‘‘INCENDIO’’ cried the group as one, but this time it was different, instead of normal flame, the flames were jet black and were huge, everyone screamed and started to fall back from the hillock, Harry turned and saw a black shape erupt from the flames, it looked like Voldemort and it seemed to try and catch up with him, but then it was gone, blown away by the wind, the fire was gone and only a jet black mark was left on the ground

‘‘what the blood hell was that?’’ said Ron in shock

‘‘cursed fire’’ murmured Hermione

‘‘well that’s that then’’ said Hagrid happily

‘‘is it though?’’ said Professor Sprout and she walked over towards the burn mark
‘‘this is cured’’ said Professor Flitwick joining her

‘‘it seems even in death Voldemort is a curse upon this land’’ said Professor McGonagall angrily

‘‘yeah but now at least we don’t have to worry, never again will he come to hurt us’’ said Harry and everyone nodded.

It was said that from then on the ground from which Voldemort was burned never grew flowers or even grass, never in anyone’s lifetime and also if anyone stayed in that place, it was said that voices could be heard, a murmur, a curse, sometimes even a high mirthless laugh.

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