Harry's PoV 

For the first time in recent memory, I had a dreamless sleep. It was very joyful, compared to looking through Voldemort's mind every night.

I woke up, not knowing where I was, until I looked over and saw Ginny sleeping peacefully next to me.

I smiled.

It was still so surreal, being with her again. It was all surreal. Fred, Remus and Tonks dying, Voldemort dying and even just being alive. I honestly couldn't believe that after everything we did, I, and Ron and Hermione, were still walking the earth.

I sat there for about five minutes until Ginny woke up, in accordance with the sunrise. She smiled and rearranged her position so that she was lying in my arms. She smiled at me and muttered "Morning."

I smiled and replied "Morning", then I kissed her. 

I brought her close to me and, not creepily, inhaled her flowery scent. That's when it hit me.

"The Amortentia!" I gasped.

"The what?" said Ginny groggily.

"Last year," I said, "we were making love potions in, well, Potions. And I could smell brooms, Treacle Tart and something else. I knew I'd smelt it here. I didn't know from who, what or where. But I just realised. This may sound creepy, by the way," she giggled, "but I could smell you. Or your hair, or something."

Ginny laughed. "Wow. Dedicated." she grinned. I laughed with her. 

"I really don't give a crap if I said this yesterday, but you're amazing and I love you." I said.

"Well, lucky for you, I love you too. It would have been awkward if had been one-sided. But it's not. Lucky you." and with that she 300% snogged me. Like, snog snogged. It was bliss until there was a knock on the door and we jumped. 

"Ginny, Harry, breakfast!" came Hermione's voice from the other side of the door.

We grinned at each other. A silent message came between us: Thank Merlin she couldn't here us.

We quickly got dressed (like, not in the same room. Totally.) and walked down the stairs. About 68% of the current residents of the Burrow were sitting at the table, eating hot bacon, eggs and sausages. I sat down at the table.

"How are you Harry?" Hermione asked me.

"Alright." I said. "How was your... night?" I asked, smirking.

"Shut up, Harry." said Ron. "How was yours?"

"Uneventful." said Ginny, pouring herself coffee. "So you can kindly shut up now."

We laughed. I turned to Mrs Weasley. 

"Do you reckon some people could come over?" I asked her.

"Sure. Who?" she asked.

"Well, I was thinking Andromeda and Teddy, Aunt Petunia and Dudley, Professor McGonagall, Hagrid, Neville and Luna." I said, counting my fingers.

"For the heart, I presume?" she asked.

"Yeah." I said. "I want to do it as soon as possible."

"Well, I will Apparate around, unless you four would like to do it?" 

We jumped at the chance, and a minute later we were at Hogwarts. The second we arrived, Professor McGonagall walked over to us.

"I can't say I wasn't expecting you." she said. "I got your owls." 

"Ah. Yes." said Hermione. "Can we come back?"

"Why would I refuse you?" she said, genuinely surprised. "Of course!"

"So," I started, "what's the big thing happening?"

"You four will be the only students at this school to know. This year, instead of a normal Quidditch World Cup, Great Britain and Ireland are hosting a junior Quidditch World Cup."

"Awesome!" said Ron.

"Yes. I guess it could be described like that." said McGonagall, smiling. "And Harry, you'll be the captain of the United Kingdom team."

I was amazed. "Really? Thanks!"

"And, the team consists of students who are the age of 23 and under." she said. "We have a team already. You, Ms Weasley, Mr Weasley, George, Miss Johnson, Roger Davies and Michael McManus. There are reserves as well, who are as follows: Katie Bell, Jimmy Peakes, Cho Chang and Cormac McLaggen."

We all groaned. "Sorry, but Cho and McLaggen?" asked Ginny.

"Well, yes. They were the best candidates." said McGonagall.

"Fine." I said. I assumed Cho would be a pain. And McLaggen. But, what can you do? 

"Professor, we actually came to ask if you would like to some over?" I said. "We're doing the Heart. Also, Hagrid, Andromeda, Teddy, Neville and Luna if they're here?"

"I'll come, certainly!" she replied. "And all of them are here, Harry. I can grab them. I'll be five minutes." And with that, she left in the direction of the Great Hall. 

We started talking about the cup straight away. 

"What countries do you think will be participating?" asked Ron. 

"Well," started Hermione, "I would assume that every country with a wizarding school would participate, so that already means us, the USA, France, Brazil, Sweden and Norway, Russia, Japan, Australia, South Africa, a Northern African team and China, as well as others most likely."

"How do you know all those?" asked Ginny. 

"Worldwide Wizardry by Thomas Smith. The ones you don't know are Illvermony, Castelobruxo Academy,  Koldovstoretz Institute, Mahoutokoro School of Magic, Uagadou School of Magic, Cook Academy of Magic, Towenaar Magic School and Moshu Renwu School of Witches and Wizards." she replied, somehow knowing them off by heart. 

McGonagall came back with everyone in tow, and we apparated back.

When we arrived at the door, I went straight to McGonagall again.

"Professor, do you know the location of the Dursley's safehouse?" I asked her.

"I'll take you there now." she said, taking my arm and spinning on the spot. 

We arrived in a sunny place full of people.

"This, Potter," she said, "is France."

"Wow." I said. "It's cool."

"Your family is staying in a hotel around here." She looked around. "There it is." she said, pointing to the biggest one.

We walked inside and to the reception. McGonagall walked up the the woman at the desk and asked "Bonjour, nous recherchons les Dursley." I was amazed. Where had she learnt french?

The woman replied, smiling, "Salle trois cent quatre vingt quatorze, niveau trois. Bonne journée." and McGonagall directed me to the lifts.

"When did you learn French?" I asked.

"In my spare time."

With that, the doors opened to level three. She kept walking until a door labeled "394". She pushed open the door to reveal three shocked faces (one of them very purple).

"And who are y-... Potter." said Vernon, purple faced.

"Glad you're alive too." I said.

To my complete and utter surprise, Petunia hugged me. "Did you kill him? The man?" she asked, almost hysterically. 

"Yeah, I did." I replied, and she hugged me tighter. "We actually came to see if you wanted to see your sister again."

Her jaw flew open. "But- but she's dead! Gone!" she said. 

"Well," said McGonagall, "Harry has a very powerful magical object that allows him to bring back people from the dead, and he wanted you and Dudley to see Lily."

"Well, I thought you might like to meet 'em, Dud." I said to him.

"Why not me, eh?" asked Vernon.

"Isn't that obvious?" I asked. "You'd be coming to a house full of wizards to see someone you hate!"

"Well. Yeah, if you put it that way." he said.

"So d'you wanna come?" I asked.

"Yes Harry! How very thoughtful of you!" said Petunia.

"Ok," said McGonagall, "if you would take my arms, both of you, we can get going. Harry, go on your own."

"Yep." I said, and a second later we were at the Burrow with Petunia and Dudley.

We walked inside, and introduced everyone to them. While that was happening, I ran upstairs to Ginny's room and grabbed the box with the Heart in it. I came back down the stairs and asked for silence.  

"So I'm assuming you know why you're here so I'm just going to start. How do you operate this thing?" I asked McGonagall.

"Tap it with your wand while thinking the name of the person." she said.

I opened the box, and tapped the wand while thinking "James Potter". Instantly, a man that looked exactly like me, but with brown eyes and older, looked at me. 

"What in the name of Merlin?" he said.

"Uh, hi." I said. "I'm your son. Harry."

"You're dead?" he asked.

"No."

"Then how... how can I see you?"

McGonagall answered for me. "An object called the Heart of Merlin has been gifted to Harry. It reawakens the dead."

"What?"

"Yeah." I said

"Can I touch you?" James asked.

"Yeah." I said, and his arm reached out and a warm, alive hand touched my chest.

"Wow!" said Ron.

"Wait a sec." I said. I tapped the Heart again and thought Lily Potter. In an instant, James was joined by his wife. 

"What the- Harry?" she asked.

"Wait!" I said. I tapped the Heart again. Fred appeared in front of us.

"Oh, Fred!" said every Weasley in the room, and they rushed forward, and hugged him. I could tell they were surprised that he was... well, alive. 

I tapped the Heart many more times, thinking Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, Nymphadora Tonks, Albus Dumbledore, Pandora Lovegood, Ted Tonks and Regulus Black. 

All of a sudden there were double the previous amount of people in the room. For the first time, I hugged my mother and father. My living parents.

"It worked." I breathed.

So that ending was shit. Sorry bout that. Also, sorry i haven't updated yet. I've just come back from a cricket tournament in mackay. 

I'm gonna kinda continue this bit in the next chapter, i just didn't want to keep you waiting. 

Thanks for reading.