Chapter 1

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Harry James Potter was seventeen when the war with Voldemort finally ended. He was seventeen when he lost everyone he cared about. Everyone he considered family had died in the war. Those that survived just weren't the same people anymore. Scars from the battle, both mental and physical, lingered.

He lost Hermione when she stepped in the way of a blasting curse to protect three second years in the middle of an evacuation. She didn't hesitate to shield them, even at the cost of herself.

He lost Ron when, enraged by Hermione's death, he took on eight death eaters at once. He killed them all but a ninth appeared. Ron wasn't able to react fast enough and an AK hit him in the shoulder.

Fred and George died as they lived. Together. Crushed under the rubble from an explosion outside the Room of Requirement.

Tonks and Remus were killed by Greyback. Tonks was killed as a message to Remus. For the first time in his entire life, Remus gave into his wolf side. It was a battle between wolves. Just teeth, claws, and bloodlust fueling their rage. Greyback fell to Remus, but had managed to inflict just as many wounds on Remus. He had just enough energy to drag himself over to Tonks and died holding his mate close.

Neville was bitten by Nagini before he used the sword of Gryffindor to kill her. Her venom coursed through his body as he fought, killing several more death eaters before the poison killed him.

He lost Ginny to Bellatrix. Crucio'd until her body could no longer take the pain. She became like Neville's parents, until a stray Bombarda cast by her enraged mother, who had went on the attack towards Bellatrix with reckless abandon, finally ended her misery.

Luna died taking a curse meant for him. Having been engaged in his own fight with another death eater, he didn't notice the spell aimed at his back. But he heard the shout and felt Luna's body slamming into him, shoving him out of the way. He turned just in time to watch the curse hit her and sever her body in two. She died with a smile on her face, happy she had been able to save him.

So many people he cared about died during the war. They were hopelessly outnumbered and outclassed but they still fought. Fought for their friends and families. Fought for those who were dragged into this war against their will. Fought for a future where they wouldn't have to fight ever again.

And they won. Harry killed Voldemort and the war was over. But it didn't feel like a victory. He lost so many people he cared about that day that he felt their loss in his very soul. Ron, Hermione, Fred, Geroge, Luna, Neville, Remus, Tonks, Ginny, and countless other classmates and friends that had fought with him were dead. It hurt so much.

Harry was just seventeen when he lost everyone he cared about. But he was also seventeen when he was given a new reason to live. Teddy Remus Lupin, six month old son of Remus and Tonks. His godson.

Harry was eighteen when he could no longer stand to live in England anymore. The memories of the battle weighed heavily on his mind and ate away at him each passing day. So he left. He packed up his belongings, grabbed Teddy, and turned his back on the people he fought for. They didn't need their savior anymore. He had earned his freedom and he wouldn't be chained there anymore.

He didn't have a destination in mind, just the overwhelming desire to leave, so he travelled. He ended up settling down in America. That's where he spent the next ten years building a new life from himself as James Evans. James was a single father and the owner of a small restaurant that sold all kinds of foreign foods. Harry has always enjoyed cooking, something that he could thank the Dursley's for. Probably the only thing he could consider positive from his early years with them.

He was thirty when his world came crashing down once more. It was Teddy's birthday and they had gone out to celebrate at the amusement park. It was just a case of wrong place wrong time but it still ended up with his son dead. A fucking drive by shooting. They were on their way home when they stopped to get some ice cream. Harry had forgotten to grab the napkins so he turned around to grab some, as it was a relatively hot day and ice cream was always messy when it came to his son. That's when the gunfire started. Seven people were killed, including Teddy. He was only twelve years old but he bled out in Harry's arms.

Harry spent the next four years hunting down every single person involved with killing his son, starting with the three that killed him and ending with the leader of the drug cartel that ordered his men to kill one of the civilians that died that day. Apparently the man had been planning to double cross their cartel, and so he had to be killed for it.

Harry didn't regret his decision to take revenge on those who killed his son. Teddy was the only thing he had left in the world. With the death of the leader, Harry no longer had a purpose in his life. There was simply no point in living anymore.

He returned to England for the first time in sixteen years with one purpose. To end it all. Even after so long, he still knew the route through the ministry to the room he wanted. The room where he lost the first of his family.

Harry gazed upon the Veil of Death silently. He only wondered if he would be reunited with those he loved before he took the first step forward. Then another. He passed through the Veil ready to greet Death with open arms.

Do I need to start another fic when I already have so many? No. Do I regret starting it? Also No. I love writing and coming up with new ideas. I was actually in the middle of working on my next chapter for The Ripper's Princess when this idea invaded my brain and caused chaos. Now that I have finished this chapter I plan to work on the other one. I want to get that chapter posted soon because it's nearly done and you readers don't deserve my laziness with posting.

Don't worry about Harry. He will find his happiness again real soon. I'm gonna be dealing with alternate timelines/worlds so I needed something that diverges from Canon HP. This was what I came up with.

I actually got the idea for Teddy's death based on the movie Peppermint. If you've watched it before, imagine it being Harry as the MC and you get what I was going for. If you haven't watched it, I highly recommend it. It's a wonderful movie. Lots of action.

I hated killing everyone (especially the twins, Luna, and Teddy) but that's the curse of writing. Sometimes it needs to be done for the sake of the plot. Yuck. I sound like Dumbledore and his greater good BS. Okay...time to go and purge my brain before the infection spreads. At least I try to give my characters a happy ending.

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