You're welcome. I admit that the effects of the Fidelius/Memory Charm are a bit arbitary in nature, but it seemed reasonable that if everyone, including the git himself, forgot who Lord Thingy was, then magical rituals performed on him could lose their power. Many depictions of that sort of thing have the subject's name as an inherent part of the magic -- so what happens when no-one knows that name any more?

Similarly, the bits of soul contained in the Hor-y Plot Devices are going to lose something if they can't remember who they are part of, so it's not much of a stretch to say that they lose their coherence and the soul fragment wafts away to pass onto the "next great adventure."

You can argue this six ways to Doomsday and never reach a conclusion; for story purposes, I felt that what I had happen was at least plausible, and wasn't that important except to ensure that Tommy-boy was dead.

Loved it! Although, I prefer the thought that Harry will actually physically defeat Voldemort and that the new Tom might re-develp his evil self....But it really is good! I love that only Harry will remember him, although that may cause some confusion about his lifeline, don't you think?

Either way, great job!!

Delfino

Addendum:

My thoughts about what happens after this story, are that Hermione takes off straight to the library full of her usual insatiable curiosity, approaches Harry with the 'evidence', followed by a few words of which Mrs Weasley would not approve, and thus the search for Horcruxes is replaced by a search and destroy mission of all written matter dealing with the subject. *grin*  Imagine Hermione's thoughts on having to destroy books!  Of course, she could come up with a spell something along the lines of Jasper Fforde's idea where if you change omething in the original manuscript, all other copies of the edition change accordingly to match. 

Hmmm, I think I'll go and ponder this...  

I love this story - a wonderfully witty way of how Harry no-doubt wishes the problem of Lord Thingy could be dealt with, with no bloodshed.  and not only is there no bloodshed, but Harry gets to be fairly anonymous, which is something he's wanted for years.  Bravo!

I'd give my eye-teeth to see how people dealt with the weirdos in capes and masks: a swift trip to St Mungos, no doubt.