They were the Aratars, the forgotten gods of Middle-earth. Then, two beings stood out from the group. One had the appearance of the most splendid woman. Her skin was alabaster, and her hair was like fire. She reached out her arms to grasp the hands of a man just as handsome as her. He wore a cape on which all the constellations of the sky seemed to have been embroidered. The couple began to dance around the boy. When the dance ended, the other gods pointed at Harry with their fingers. The couple had just enough time to embrace their child before everything disappeared, like a dream.