Title: Harry Potter And The Return Of The Marauders
Pairings: JP/LE
Rating: R
Parts: 15/15
Warnings: Post-OOTP, has spoilers. Do not read if you haven't read the 5th book! Also has Child Abuse and Rape
Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling owns all the original Harry Potter characters and settings. Everything not owned by her is mine.
Summary: AU – Harry's Parents come back with Sirius. A few surprises, with new powers, new romances and new problems.
Key: "…" – Talking
'…' – Thinking
… Parseltongue
… Phoenix

Authors Note: this is the last chapter. It's going to seem like I ended it quickly, but I always have problems ending stories. Lol.
Chapter Fifteen – Final Blow, Forgiveness and Talks

Voldemort's Hideout

Voldemort stood proudly before his followers, behind him was the Potter boy, bound and gagged. He grinned, sending shivers down the people before him, "Welcome! Today is the day we've been waiting for!" he motioned to Harry, "Today, we will rid the world of Harry Potter!"

Amongst the cheers, Severus Snape watched Harry. He had noticed something was happening. Harry had used a small dose of Wandless Magic to undo his bonds, and was slowly pulling magic from within himself. It was pure Elven Magic. The small ball of magic floated above his hand, growing slowly. Without alerting anyone that he was conscious, he slowly sat up and glanced around. He smirked a little. Everyone had their eyes trained on Voldemort, except one. He glanced and recognized Snape's deep black eyes and winked.

Snape blinked and wondered what Harry was doing. He didn't think it was possible to kill the Dark Lord without an army, or at least something to hold the Death Eaters back. The loyal ones anyway. He moved his eyes back to Voldemort, and listened as he bragged about how he was going to kill the boy behind him, how he was going to rule the world and how they'd all be his most cherished followers.

Harry glanced at the ball of magic before him and decided he was ready. He stood up and snorted at Voldemort, causing him to spin around and stare. Harry grinned and said, "Moron," before stepping forward and slamming the rather large ball of magic into his chest. Harry gripped Voldemort's arm and commanded the magic.

The following scene would forever be etched into Snape's mind. Harry slowly began to glow, blue light seeping from his hands, chest, eyes, mouth, everywhere. It collected around Voldemort and slowly began pressing in, forcing itself into the Dark Lord's body. Everyone, including him, winced as Voldemort screamed, one last scream, then crumpled to the ground as nothing but skin and bones.

Harry grinned, as he finished destroying all the darkness that was Voldemort and looked up to the Death Eaters. Lightning fast, he threw magic over the room, protecting those who were not completely loyal to the red eyed bastard. He watched as the Dark Mark flared to life one last time, and destroyed their souls. Concentrating hard, he fought to keep Snape alive. With a finally blast of magic, he destroyed the mark on the potion master's arm, and collapsed.

Snape looked around at the bodies around him for a moment before rushing to Harry's side. He ran his wand over the unconscious teen before him and breathed a sigh of relief. Harry was still alive, just exhausted. He looked at the bodies behind him, and was internally gratefully Dumbledore showed him how to key portkeys to allow people through the Hogwarts wards. He quickly went through and portkeyed all the dead Death Eaters to Hogwarts grounds. He went over to Harry and picked him up, holding him close he touched the dead Dark Lord and in a swirl of color, vanished to Hogwarts.

Hogwarts Grounds

James and Sirius had been sitting there for awhile now. James was absolutely upset that he'd hurt his son, and Sirius was trying to reassure him that Harry would forgive him when he returned. Then it happened. A death eater appeared, but didn't move. One by one Death Eaters began appearing, all over the grounds. Behind them Dumbledore, Lily, Remus and the rest of the staff appeared. They were all staring in shock, wondering what was happening. They had their wands out, but none of them were moving. Finally, three figures appeared at once. Snape stood up, still holding Harry, and removed his mask.

"HARRY!" cried out Lily, rushing to her son.

Snape smiled grimly and motioned towards the body, "They're all dead, including Voldemort."

Lily froze and stared at Snape. James got up and quickly rushed to his son, Sirius and Remus following him as he went. James looked at his son and looked up fearfully at Snape, "Is he…?"

"He's alive. Just used a lot of magic," said Snape. With that he moved towards the school, and headed to the infirmary. He left Harry on a bed, and practically ran out of the room when Poppy entered.

Snape met everyone in the Great Hall and explained what Harry did, as he saw it. He sounded completely shocked at the fact that he'd lived to tell the tale. Dumbledore was twinkling like mad, until Fudge entered the room. As soon as he saw Snape, he had him arrested for being a Death Eater. There were cries of outrage at this, but they were completely ignored.

Two Days Later

Harry woke up slowly, and refused to open his eyes. When he was more aware, he stretched his senses out to see if anyone was near him. There were four people sitting near his bed, seeming to be waiting for him. He sighed and opened his eyes and glanced around. He smiled at Sirius, Remus and Lily. When he saw his father, he immediately flinched away from him. He had moved his head away, so he didn't see the heartbroken look that fell upon his father's face. Lily pulled James away and told Sirius and Remus to explain everything to Harry, ending it with a glare.

"Harry?" whispered Sirius. He moved onto his godson's bed and pulled him close, "He didn't mean it, Harry. He may have been a little upset, but there was a spell on him."

Remus placed his hand on Harry back, "He's been upset for the past few days as well. Barely eating."

Harry snuggled close to his godfather and practically melted when Remus started rubbing his back soothingly. He sighed and thought about it. He knew he'd upset his father when he'd said those things, but he didn't think it was possible for his father to hit him. He needed to think about it. For now he needed to thank Snape. He looked up and smiled a little, "I'll think about it, ok? I need to talk to Snape, where is he?"

Both men glanced at each other nervously, then Remus spoke, "Fudge arrested him for being a Death Eater. He won't let anyone from the order in the court room, and since we've allowed no one to see you, he's declared you dead."

Harry growled and got up, he waved his hand and was dressed, then set out to the Ministry building, remember his way there from last year.

Ministry Of Magic, Court Room 10

Severus leaned back in his chair with his eyes closed, looking completely relaxed. Inside he was terrified that Fudge would get away with what he was doing, he even had the children of known Death Eaters on trial with him. It really shocked him when Fudge refused to let anyone in to assist them, claiming that it was for Harry Potter, and they were just trying to ruin their hero's memory. He opened his eyes and glanced around at his students, and tried to send them encouraging looks. He was about to close his eyes again, when the court room door slammed open.

Every eye in the room and stared at the approaching figure. Fudge shook with rage and bellowed at the guards to arrest this man. The figure took one look at them, and pulled off his hood, causing several witches to faint and quite a few other's to start hyperventilating. Harry Potter strode down the isle, his robes snapping around his body, towards the Minister. Fudge trembled as he looked into the icy green eyes of the Wizarding World's Savior.

"What is this, Fudge?" asked Harry, in a deathly calm voice.

"Uhm…Mr. Potter, can I call you Harry?" Fudge asked with a shaky voice.

"No. I want to know why you have innocent people on trial," snapped Harry.

"They are not innocent! These are children of Death Eater and Mr. Snape here is a Death Eater himsefl1" cried out Fudge. There were sounds of agreement around the room that caused Fudge to keep going, "We have to stop them from trying to resurrect the enemy!"

"THEY ARE INNOCENT CHILDREN, FUDGE!" bellowed Harry. He was completely aware that there were quite a few reporter's that had followed him, "It's people like you that cause children like them to turn dark! They don't even have marks, do they?" with a wave of his hand all the Slytherins on trial lost there sleeves. Harry glared at the people around him, "Fudge is simply trying to make sure he stays in office you know. What better way of doing that, then convicting people who might be Death Eaters!"

People were looking at Fudge with disgust now. Some aurors stepped forward and unbound the accused and Harry glared at Fudge, "You'd better resign Fudge. Or else." With the Slytherins following him, Harry headed back to Hogwarts, and back to his bed.

A Week Later

Harry was sitting by the lake lazily poking the water with his foot. He hadn't been able to find his father yet, so he hadn't been able to talk to him. Harry was slowly getting depressed, thinking his father didn't want him anymore. After the day in court, Harry had one major press conference where he'd explained everything that had happened to end the war. He had been awarded The Order Of Merlin, First Class and handed a key to another vault in Gringott's which held millions of galleons. He had given it to the Weasley's stating he hand quite a few other vaults of his own, and had more then that vault held. Now, he simply wanted to talk to his father.

He had spoken with his mother, Snape and Dumbledore, and discovered everything about the spell. When he found out it was Voldemort's fault his father had hit him, he'd been ready to forgive him, and talk to him again, but he couldn't find him. Harry sighed and leaned back against the tree and tried not to cry. Maybe James didn't to talk to him anymore. Maybe he decided that the spell did the best thing possible, or perhaps James simply didn't care one way or another. Harry choked on a sob as he let his thoughts and horror run wild within the barriers of his mind.

James had been standing behind the tree listening to his son, wondering if he should actually get up the courage to talk to his son. He knew Harry had been looking for him, but had avoided him at all costs. 'Some Gryffindor I am,' thought James bitterly. He jumped when he heard a choked sob coming from Harry and immediately rushed around the tree to see what was wrong with his son. When he saw the heart broken look on Harry's face, he knew that avoiding Harry had been the stupidest thing he'd ever done. He knelt before Harry and pulled him into a hug, and began begging for forgiveness. He apologized for avoiding him, for hitting him, for hurting him and for anything else that came to his mind.

Harry snuggled close to his father, listening to him apologize over and over again for so many different things. He hugged his father back and whispered quietly, "I'm sorry for upsetting you."

James was shocked, there was no reason Harry should have to apologize for anything, and here he was apologizing. He ran his hand through his son hair, messing it up, and spoke, "I know you're not entirely sure about having a sibling, and to tell you the truth, I'm entirely nervous about it as well. I only got to spend one year with you, what if I'm a horrible father?"

"You're not," said Harry, "I guess I'm just nervous. I don't want to be forgotten. You're right though, I was comparing things to my life at the Dursley's."

"Still no reason to be upset, I should've expected that," James said. He moved and sat beside his son, pulling him close, "But think about it this way, you'll get to teach your little brother anything you want."

"Brother?! We know?" Harry glanced up.

"Of course, your mother has been trying to figure out the best way to tell you," smirked James.

Harry snuggled close and closed his eyes a little, "I think I like that Idea, Dad."

Nine Months Later

"JAMES GODRIC POTTER WHEN I GET MY HANDS ON YOU, YOU ARE GOING TO PAY FOR THIS!" shrieked Lily.

Lily had gone into labor an hour ago and was in the middle of giving birth to her new son. James was pacing and wincing whenever Lily started shrieking at him. Harry was trying desperately not to laugh at the things his mother was shrieking at his father. He kept smirking at his father whenever he turned to look at him. Harry was currently resting in his fiancée's arms, watching James pace. Remus and Sirius were curled up on one of the other chairs trying to keep straight faces, just like Harry was. They all watched James quietly. Suddenly Harry winced and rubbed his belly. He was 3 months pregnant, and was enjoying every moment of it. He rand his hand over the bulge, smiling softly. Suddenly, the door opened and a mediwitch stepped out, declaring that it was a perfectly healthy boy, and they could go in and see both of them now. James didn't even wait for the nurse to finish before he rushed in. Sirius and Remus entered next, followed by Harry and his fiancé.

James was holding the little guy smiling softly. He glanced up and motioned for Harry to come and see his brother. Harry slowly walked over and smiled. His brother seemed so small and precious, he knew immediately he'd be over-protective of him. He had a small tuff or red hair, causing him to smirk, "I think we should give him a Weasley name, to go with the red hair."

Lily laughed softly and motioned for her son to be given back to her. She looked down and nodded, "William Sirius Potter."

Sirius fainted. Remus shook his head and bent down to wake him up. James grinned, proud that Lily had made his best friend faint. Harry signaled to his mother, that he wanted to ask the question to Remus.

After Remus had moved Sirius to a chair, and sat in the one beside his lover, he looked up, and found he was being watched by the Potter Family, even the little guy. Harry stepped forward and smiled, "Sirius is my godfather, so he can't be William's. Uhm…We were wondering if you'd take that spot."

Remus fainted, causing everyone to laugh. When he was up again, he glanced around at everyone, and smiled, "I'd be honored."

For the next few months, there was busy bodies all over the place, and people dealing Harry's new mood swings. One minute he'd be laughing, the next crying, then screaming his throat raw. They had to deal with William needing attention as well. Harry and his fiancée had finally gotten married, and it was only a few days before Harry was due to give birth.

One night, Harry was laying in bed, when he felt it. 'Oh no,' he thought. He sat up and cried out for help. Immediately Poppy was by his side, since she'd been living with the Potter's. Concluding Harry was going into labor, she kicked all the other men out of the room, and had Lily help set everything up.

"DRACONIS LUCIUS MALFOY I SWEAR TO GOD YOU'RE THE ONE GOING THROUGH THIS NEXT TIME! I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!" screamed Harry.

After 4 agonizing hours, Harry was holding his daughter. He could've cared less about how he looked. In his arms was the worlds most precious gift. He smiled down at his daughter's sleepy yawning and whispered a name to Draco, "Lillian Anne Potter-Malfoy"

THE END
The next story should be out in like, a week, or so. shrug

hey, should there be a sequel? hm.....