Last Son of Earth

Epilogue

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"Talking"

'Thinking'

/Sign Language\

–Parseltongue–

Thinking in 3rd person POV/Dream/Memory/Flashback/Others

Letter/Journal/Book/Newspaper

Time change/Date of time

Change of POV

Epilogue

1997

HJP's POV

A 17-year-old teenager gasped as he felt memories not his own overflowing him. He stood from the floor where he'd been thrown into by the other teenagers. To be a Potter was something to be despised after all. Looking upwards towards the Professor walking his way hoping to have him eating from the older's hand like the rest of his family, Harry turned on his spot and apparated away from inside the School Grounds.

–LSE–

TMR's POV

Tom narrowed his eyes at feeling someone entering his flat in Hogsmeade. He glanced at Teddy by his side and got up mid-meeting. If it wasn't the Werewolf then someone was entering their home uninvited, which should be impossible since the former Dark Lord Grindelwald himself created the Wards.

"Minister?" Fudge stuttered.

"We both know my answer is no, so as my late Lord would've say: Cut the crap. I have more important things to take care of."

Amused Teddy followed him.

"As always a pleasure to watch you working." The Werewolf teased.

Tom sent a sad smile back.

"Someone's at our home." He put in, to which Teddy frowned and nodded. "Any lover I should've know of?"

"You know everyone I know, Tom." The Werewolf argued.

Tom nodded and they apparated to Hogsmeade as soon as they arrived the place in the Ministry of Magic that permitted them to apparate. Tom opened the door magically and climbed the stairs only to find himself face-to-face with the latest Potter's scion. Teddy growled low on his chest only to then stop and sniff the air.

/Harry?\

The teenager before them raised a shaky arm to before his head and then as he nodded his head he made the signal for yes.

"Teddy? Is that you, Cub?"

Tom froze as Teddy sidestepped him and approached the teenager, hugging him tight.

"Welcome back, Dad. Took you long enough."

"Earth..." The boy stopped to cough blood.

Tom was on him in an instant and quickly healed what had been done on him.

"It killed you. We buried you." Tom retorted coldly. "Grindelwald kept trying to bring you back! Not even Dark Magic managed it!"

"My mother was a Muggleborn. By killing the entire Muggle World they killed me." The boy agreed. "I had to be reborn into a new body."

Tom grabbed Harry's cheeks and pulled him to a kiss.

"Who hurt you?"

"Gryffindors, Ravenclaws, Hufflepuffs and Slytherins. I'm a Potter so I'm free reign. Headmaster only interferes after they've done it to make me dependent of him."