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He ran. He ran and he ran and he ran. He felt as if his chest would burst. But he kept on running. The thought that motivated him: Ginny.
He had heard Ron's bellow of agony. He knew it wasn't him who had died. He wouldn't have had time to react to a killing curse.
Hold
your grandmother's bible to your breast
Gonna put it to the test
"Please, don't let it be Ginny. Please."
He reached the battleground that was once Hogwarts. And he saw. The devastation. The dead. He searched among those lying motionless and let himself believe that maybe, just maybe, she wasn't dead. That's when he saw her.
You wanted it to be blessed
And in
your heart
You know it to be true
He sank to the ground. And sobbed.
"Ah, the great Harry Potter, crying over the death of his loved one."
Lucius Malfoy's snakelike voice reached his ears.
"Well, you know what they said about her. She was a wh-"
"AVADA KEDAVRA!"
Harry's voice rang out across the grounds.
You
know what you gotta do
They all depend on you
He walked across the grounds towards the entrance of Hogwarts. He reached it and went in. He entered the great hall. Voldemort was there. The moment he saw Harry, he paled. Quickly regaining his composure he spoke.
"So, it ends. After so long, Harry, I want my horcrux back."
"You and me both know one of us is gonna die, and I don't wanna die."
"What do you mean?" Voldemort said.
"I mean, my Lord, I will serve you faithfully as long as you don't kill me."
Voldemort looked stunned.
"Potter, what madness has taken you now?"
"I will serve you."
With this he leant down and proffered his arm as he rolled up the sleeve.
"Put your mark my Lord," said Harry
As Voldemort hesitantly proceeded he said
"Why?"
"She is dead, my Lord. I want nothing more to do with that world."
"Very well."
He descended upon him.
Harry gritted his teeth as the pain of the mark began to set in.
And
you already know
Yet you
already know
How this will end