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| Ch. # | Chapter Title | Word Count | Reviews |
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| 1 |
Prologue All this news left a sharp pain in his heart, but none stabbed as much as the fact that Ron, Hermione, and Ginny were still alive and well and had not come to see him. The nurses told him that they had stopped visiting shortly before he woke up. |
770 | 5 |
| 2 |
Ron In one swift movement, Ron pushed up his sleeve revealing the horror that it confined. There, branded gruesomely into his bony arm, was the Dark Mark. |
1,170 | 6 |
| 3 |
Hermione “Have you ever wondered what it would feel like to fly? To be free of the weight that we carry on our shoulders every day? I wish I could fly, Harry. I’d fly forever.” |
1,262 | 8 |
| 4 |
Voldemort Harry was taken back by this response. He closed his eyes and thought hard about the voice and who it most likely belonged to. His eyes fluttered open and lit upon a snake like face and glowing red eyes. Voldemort stood a few feet away from him. |
1,830 | 3 |
| 5 |
Epilogue Harry was hit by an overwhelming urge to just let Voldemort win. He could finally be given the peace that he had deserved for so long. All his troubles would be over. It would be quick and painless, as Voldemort had promised all those years ago. It would be so easy to let go. |
3,237 | 2 |
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