As the smoke cleared over the batllefield that hogwarts had become, the devastation was revealed.
bodies littered the ground, and the cries of the wounded could be heard all around.
For Harry Potter, the world was silent.
For Harry potter, the world was still.
For Harry Potter, his fate had been sealed, forever labelled a Hero, with no one announcing his true title, MURDERER, for that is what he was, regardless of the circumstances and popular opinion of the Wizarding world, in the eyes of his very soul, Harry James Potter. Boy-who-lived. Chosen one. was a Murderer, and nothing could change that.
Harry drifted, where, he did not know and for how long he remained ignorant of, all he knew was that his pain was gone and his mind was free of Voldemort for the first time in 22 years.
Let me know if you want more, i wrote this while in a MOOD and its been sitting on my computer for months.
or should i just leave it here and let you decide harry's fate for yourself