"So, not bad," Stan smiled as he and Harry stood outside of Harry's house.
"Not bad?!" Harry repeated with disbelief. "we just beat a fricking alien army and got you the majority of the most powerful objects in the universe! I think there should be more than just 'not bad'."
"You're right," Stan's smile grew wider. "I am actually quite grateful, Death got the stones and I'm meeting her later to get a personal 'thank you'." Stan waggled his eyebrows at Harry.
"Ew." Harry's nose wrinkled
"As for your thank you, Death and I decided upon something that we know you'd like."
"What's that?" Harry asked, staring at Stan and wondering just how big this reward was going to be, knowing his luck he'd end up with death's personal hell hound or something.
"All you've ever wanted was a family, right?" Stan asked.
"Yeah," Harry nodded slowly, wondering where this was going.
"And you have one now, but now that you have one, you're worried about losing them, correct?" Stan raised an eyebrow.
"Once again, yeah," Harry gave Stan a look that quite clearly said 'please, get on with it.'.
"Well, here you go." Stan waved his hand and Harry felt his body shake briefly.
"W… what did you just do?" Harry looked at him warily.
"Your family will now live as long as you do," Stan smiled brightly at him.
"What?!" Harry blurted out.
"Your wife, daughter, and any other and children you may have will live as long as you do!" Stan told him brightly. "Don't worry, I've given the same bonus for Sif and Hela too."
"Wait… I have a ton of questions, firstly, why Hela?" Harry asked quickly, his mind racing as it struggled to process this new information.
"Mainly because I ship it," Stan answered honestly. "also because I asked around up there and suspect that you two are more than likely going to become an item in the future. Oh, and before you ask, I know that immortality is a struggle for you mortals so I've put in a loophole. None of you will die until you are ready, and I promise you that you will be together when you all reach the next life."
"R… really?!"
"I swear," Stan said solemnly. "you've done a lot, Harry, not just in this world but also your last one. Some good, some bad. But in my opinion, you deserve happiness, as does everybody else in that house."
"I… I don't know what to say." Harry blinked as tears filled his eyes.
"No need to say anything, son," Stan smiled at him. "just go in and kiss your family for me. Goodbye Harry." Stan waved at him just before his body slowly vanished from Harry's sight.
Harry stared at where Stan had been, he wasn't sure how long he stood there, staring into nothing as he processed what he learnt. Harry was pulled out of his trance when he felt something nudge his hand, he turned and saw Padfoot standing next to him.
"Woof?" Padfoot barked.
"I… I think so." Harry gave him a teary smile. "I think right now, I need to do one thing."
"Woof?"
"I'm going to go in there, kiss my wife and hug my daughter and erect a shrine for Stan." Harry smiled before he turned and walked towards his house with Padfoot loyally following behind him.
The End