The end has come! Short but fluffy! Thank you all so much for following this story! I hope that you have enjoyed it!

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There is an art to time travel. It's a delicate balance of timing (of course) and instinct. Harry had fine tuned all these points years ago during his many adventures through the time stream.

Now as he appeared at the end of breakfast in the Xavier Mansion he stood in the doorway out of direct sight and took a few minutes to observe.

Out of all the Harry's he had been able to help he was most successful with this one. Of course this timeline had a very powerful version of himself. His life was only beginning and yet he was surrounded by people who were dedicated to ensuring he was happy and safe. Those very people had just now noticed him and he could see they were studying him. Trying to determine who he was.

He held up his hands to show he meant to harm "Harry, your Harry is fine. He's getting taken care of by a very trusted friend of mine. He should be back shortly but I wasn't sure if he would arrive at the moment he left or not and I didn't want you to worry unnecessarily."

This seemed to calm the tension in the room at least marginally and he was relieved to see there would be no trouble. Now it was all about waiting.

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Severus looked at the young child curled up on the sofa. He was sleeping through the more painful part of growing his legs back and he knew the child was grateful. Though of course the whelp didn't seem to even mind that his legs were gone. He had babbled a little about it as he drifted to sleep. He seemed to think it was a fair price to right the wrong that had taken place. It seemed it didn't matter which time stream it was, all Harry's were infernally foolish. Surely there had to be at least one Harry with a sense of self perseverance?

He gently stroked the messy hair out of the child's face. Pleased that at least this Harry would be spared War and Death.

In the background he could hear the two fools bickering and strained for Merlin's patience. It was a wonder that Harry, any of them, were able to endure these two.

"If you two Neanderthals are quite finished making a ruckus then perhaps Harry could rest in peace?"

That seemed to shame them into behaving for now at least. Honestly. They were worse than Potter.

Victor without making a sound sat gently next to Harry and laid a worm hand on his back "He'll be okay?"

Out of the two lovers Harry had, Severus preferred this one only because he rarely spoke. "Yes, this is the hardest part but he should be able to sleep through it. He will wake up sore, but whole."

His answers seemed to take some of the tension out of Victor's shoulders "Good…"

Logan, the far nosier one, decided to join in as well though he managed to at least be somewhat quiet. "Can't imagine how happy the other 'us' will be. We had to wait a long time for the Kit to get his legs back."

Severus nodded "Indeed." He wasn't surprised however that Harry had decided to go and do what he could to make his other lives better. He had said more than once that this particular time stream was warped beyond measure. He had the hardest of the lives but thought nothing of changing his own past. He simply wanted better futures for the others. Stupid Gryffindor.

At last Harry's legs were as they should be. Severus's potion was able to quickly regrow the limbs and indeed they would be sore for a while but they would be there. It was time to send Harry home.

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The conversation had been awkward to say the least. Harry struggled with not saying too much and the others struggled to not ask questions about the future. Finally the end appeared when young Harry appeared back in his chair, though asleep and whole.

Harry took a minute to look at his younger self and smiled as he brushed a hand through Harry's hair "That should be the end of it…" He looked up at Victor and Logan, "Take good care of him for me. I'll know if you don't."

And with that he was gone.

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Appearing back in his own home Harry sighed with relief and smiled as he saw his two lovers anxiously waiting for him. Severus had of course left as soon as Young Harry had returned to his time stream. His work was done and there was no more need to subject himself to the insanity of this household.

Harry fell tiredly into Logan's embrace and smiled as he nuzzled his lover's strong neck and took in the familiar feel and smell. "That was it…he was the last one that needed any altering…." He closed his eyes and basked in the feeling of his self appointed task being complete.

Victor joined him; pressing against Harry's back he dragged his long thick fingers through Harry's hair and kissed his neck. They pressed onwards to the bedroom where Victor laid on the bed and pulled Harry on top of him, helping him get rid of his clothing as Logan took care of his own and he smiled down at Harry "You're ours now Kit…Just ours and no one else's." His voice was a low growl as he kissed first Harry and then Victor.

Smiling as they moved together and joined Harry decided that he quite liked the sound of that.

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Short but sweet! Thank you again for reading and I hope you enjoyed it!