Sirius' POV
That same day, Sirius was finishing a letter that would be sealed in his vault. It was spelled only to be opened by Harry, or his descendants, and only after his death. In it he told the whole night Death came, as he remembered it. He begged whoever got the Hallows next destroy them. They would forever be controlled by the deity, and he didn't want that for his family. He spent a few minutes crying over his godson's fate, then buckled up and vowed he'd make Harry's life full of happiness and love.
Flitwick's POV
Coming to his study Christmas day, the diminutive professor spotted a box on his desk. Cautiously he approached it, wand waving to make sure it was harmless. It was. He opened it box and inside was a diadem. It was Rowena's lost diadem. He lifted it up and noted a letter accompanying it. In it the history of the crown, how it was formed, how it was used in ancient times, how it was stolen, twice, and how it as recovered. It warned that it had been modified so that an information dump did not happen. It would only answer simple questions and give only pertinent information. This letter would go side-by-side with the diadem, when it was showcased in the Headmaster's office.
Hermione's POV
Hermione was in heaven. She and the twins had decided to date. The evening of the ball went so well they came to the conclusion that it might be a good sign that they went well together. It was something she had never dreamed of, and she had Harry to thank for that. If he hadn't opened her eyes to world around her, she would have missed this perfect opportunity. When she met him later, he was going to get a big hug, and a kiss on the cheek for being such a wonderful friend.
She knew Neville's eye was on one of the Hufflepuffs, and she wished him well.
Harry's POV
Harry was one happy teen. He now had most of his memories. He had a great girlfriend and good friends. He had a job, and an education. He was set for life. He couldn't help wondering what would have happened if he had never lost his memory and seen through all the false images people showed. Would it have been just as good, or would he have remained the wishy-washy boy he had been.
He shrugged his shoulder, held Luna tighter, laughed a one of the twins jokes and just lived in the moment for now.
Q's POV
In the void, where time and space didn't exist there stood a being of great power. He casually watched the Earth and waited. He was always waiting. Nothing much happened in the void, but today there would be. One second, he stood alone, the next there was a man beside him.
"Whatcha doing?" the man said, tugged the shirt of his Starfleet uniform.
"Waiting," Death said, looking over at the man and realizing that he was no man. "Q," he said, nodding his head.
"Death," the now named Q said with a smile. "What are you waiting for?"
"People to die," the being stated, returning to his vigil.
"I thought they were always dying, humans and such," Q said with a curious tone.
"And yet I must wait for the next one… always."
"Oh, that sounds dreadfully boring. I was wondering what you are going to do with the Potter boy," the man asked, his face mildly perplexed.
"Nothing at the moment, but he may come in useful in time. He has my Hallows, there will be a reason he was chosen," Death explained, turning once more to the nearly-omnipotent man.
"I can see that, humans are very malleable. I have played with them myself from time to time. Still there are a few things I've learned over time, and one of those things is that they liked to be 'asked' to do thing," he said as if he was imparting great wisdom.
"You think I should… ask the Potter boy to do my deeds?" the deity wondered as if this thought never occurred to him.
"Yes, you see, he has my crew in his head. He doesn't realize that they are my crew, but they will make him fight against you if they feel that he is being controlled. You caught them by surprise this time, but it won't happen again. The android remembers, he always remembers. He will tell eventually," Q stated as he looked to the Earth. It was so small compared to the vastness of space, still humans started here, they will finish here. No matter how far they traveled, Earth will always be their home.
"Why do you think these minuscule humans would be able to overcome a god such as I?" Death asked, extremely affronted.
"Oh, they won't win, they hardly ever do, but it is a headache to get one to do what you want without a fight. However, that could be half the fun," Q smirked, remembering all the times Picard and Janeway fought him.
"Does the Continuum know you are here?" the deity inquired, changing the subject.
"No. They stopped telling me what to do some time ago. They did not want me to try and take over again," the man answered with a laugh.
"I will think upon your words. Until then, I must wait," Death said, and then waved a hand to dismiss the man.
"Until later then," Q said, and disappeared.
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