"So, it is with great pleasure the Ministry of Magic presents the Order of Merlin, First Class, to Albus Dumbledore, Posthumously, Harry Potter; former Minister for Magic, Nymphadora Tonks-Potter; former Auror, Sirius Black; Posthumously, Ronald Weasley; Head of the Department of Games and Sports; Hermione Granger; Headmistress, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, for their services against the self-proclaimed Lord Voldemort, five years ago today." said Amelia Bones, newly voted Minister for Magic, who had taken Harry's spot after five years in office.
"We would also offer the Order of Merin to those aurors, not of British-native, that fought with us, however, I have it on good authority that Minister Geoffries will not accept his, or would his aurors. This is the start of something new, something clear. We are starting this new government from the ashes of a Pure government, not one based in blood, but one based in honor. Harry Potter swore, when he took the reigns that it would be for one term, or until Voldemort was dead. He tried, five years ago, to return the reigns to the government, but we refused.
Now, I am happy to say that things are, for once, looking bright. This government has made peace with the Centaurs, Vampires, Werewolves, Acromantula, Goblins, Giants, and other previously prejudiced people. The charities created for Harry Potter, both the Vampire Volunteer Blood Bank, and the Werewolf Wolfsbane Fund, have been immense successes. It is now our duty to look toward creating a future that our children can look forward too.
This is why, I, Amelia Bones, ran for Minister for Magic."
The crowd cheered as she walked off the stage, followed closely by her new undersecretary Kingsley Shacklebolt. And, as this chapter of their lives ended, Harry Potter smiled. Looking down at the messy black head of his daughter, Andromeda Lilith, he laughed. Her twin, James Theodore, was looking on as his hair flashed three separate colors.
And his wife, whom he had been married to these last six years, had become even more beautiful as time went on. As the years passed, and parenthood became the new routine for the two, Harry remembered the time, six years prior, when he found out about the marriage contract, and Albus Dumbledore's greatest, final, manipulation.
Sighing to himself as he lay beside his wife of many years, Harry silently removes his cloak and sets it aside. Smiling at the woman beside him, Harry can't help but think that, finally, all is right in the world. No more Voldemort, school, or Ministry to worry about. Just him, and his family.
