Chapter 62: Two Motes!
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Harry gasped awake, sitting up and panting loudly.
"Henry! Are you fine?" Harry immediately asked, grabbing his shoulders and checking him.
"I am fine, but let's talk in private." Henry replied reassuringly and teleported them to a wall on the seventh floor, not caring that he was flaunting his power in the public.
Henry signalled him to unlock the room and Harry did that, keeping a lid on his worry and curiosity and fighting against temptation to ask him thousands of questions.
They both entered the Room of Requirement. Currently, it was in the form of a small cosy living room. They both sat in comfortable cushioned chairs which were facing each other.
For half a minute they were silent, just staring at each other.
"Voldemort is dead. And I decimated his army too. It won't surprise me if Draco and Professor Snape are the only Death Eaters alive." Henry broke the silence and gave him the most important information.
Harry kept his surprise and relief in check and didn't do a happy dance, which he was sorely tempted to do. He was finally free. Finally free from fate and responsibilities. This feeling was… liberating.
"I see." He muttered.
Henry raised his eyebrow curiously.
"You don't look as excited as I thought you would after hearing this." Henry said bemusedly.
"I am. That you can be sure of. I am just digesting it. Slowly." Harry smiled, scratching his cheek.
Henry shrugged and made himself comfortable on the chair.
"How is Dumbledore alive?" Harry asked since he still didn't know how that happened. He had been present when the killing curse hit Dumbledore and hurled him through the window.
"I revived him. I am powerful enough to truly raise the dead now." Henry bragged a little. And he had the right to do so after he spent almost a year just levelling up.
Harry looked at him comically but instead of accusing him of lying, he slowly nodded. He had seen enough weird things to know that nothing was impossible in the magical world.
Suddenly, his face was full of hope and he asked his most secret wish.
"Then can you resurrect my mum and dad?" He asked, almost hungrily as he leaned forward in the chair.
Henry's face fell and he shook his head.
"I am sorry, I can't. My power has a limit. I can only revive those who died in the last five years. Otherwise, I definitely would have decided to revive my own dad." Henry explained sadly.
Harry slumped back in his chair.
"It's fine. At least you can bring back your sister." He smiled, suppressing his disappointment and looking at the bright side.
Henry nodded in agreement.
"Yes. She was the sole reason why I became a Necromancer after all. She will finally breathe again."
"That's good. I am happy for you."
"You know, if you want I can bring back your parents' soul for a brief time. It won't be a true resurrection, but you will have a few minutes to talk with them."
Harry's eyes again shone with hope and he agreed instantly.
Henry smiled sympathetically at him and used his power to search and summon the mentioned souls.
[Soul Searcher]
Beside them, two motes of golden lights hovered out of the floor. It grew rapidly and then turned humanoid before taking the form of Lily and James Potter.
The two boys stood up and turned towards them as they finished taking shape.
The man had messy black hair and warm hazel eyes. He was grinning at them proudly. The woman too was smiling at them motherly, her long red hair tied behind her in a ponytail.
Her emerald eyes twinkled as they approached them. Both James and Lily looked as if they were in their early twenties. That made Henry remember that in this world they did die young.
Henry couldn't help but compare Harry's mother with his.
While this Lily Potter too was immensely beautiful, she wasn't anywhere close to his mum. Or maybe he was just being biassed. He smiled bashfully as he realised he was staring at her. It was silly how there was a competition going on inside his head at this heart touching moment.
"Mum. Dad." Harry mumbled with wet cheeks as he touched their faces, testing if they were real.
Henry pumped more mana into them to make them semi-corporeal. What Harry touched wasn't warm flesh, but it was solid enough that he chose to hug them.
They embraced each other and the older teenager cried like a baby while Lily caressed his hair and kissed all over his face. James ran his hand over his back soothingly and his own eyes were blurry with tears.
It was five minutes later that their reunion calmed down and they finally looked at Henry.
Lily walked up to him and captured him in a tight hug, sobbing and thanking him repeatedly. Henry was embarrassed, but put his arms around her waist and patted her back awkwardly. At least Henry got to know how it felt to hug a mana empowered ghost.
It was like hugging a soft squishy cloud.
"You were a blessing to my son's life. Thank you for doing so much for him even when you didn't have to." Lily smiled softly at him and caressed his face.
Henry smiled back and nodded, not knowing what to say or how to address her. He didn't want to call her mum since he already had one and he couldn't bring himself to call her Mrs. Potter or Lily, that would be just plain weird. Thankfully for him, she didn't expect a reply and stepped back, looking at her own son.
Henry gave them ten more minutes before sending them back to the afterlife.
Harry was finally content after having an opportunity to properly say goodbye to his parents. It wasn't the best outcome, but it was better than never having met them.
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