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Harry was hesitant, the forest was cold and dark, one wouldn't even know if it was morning or evening, no birds sang, not at a time like this, at least that was decent enough. So many had died in this long journey, Remus... Tonks... Fred and so many others, others who weren't even close to Harry himself, but still fought for the forgiving peace where they assumed would be at the end.

'Harry?'

He snapped out of his stupor, it was his mother, Lily, her features were rather gaunt, and she was dressed in the robes of that night, that very night she was murdered, where she did all she could to protect him. Her hair didn't have the shine in it that Harry had perceived, after all... She was dead. Lily shifted a little, seeing the confusion and hesitation in her own son, she could read him like a book, because that's what a mother could do.

'Harry, it's alright, I know you're scared'.

'Why are you here?'

It wasn't portrayed as a harsh question, his twisted expression of hurt, confusion and grief fell upon his face as he asked. It wasn't just Lily that stood before him, James Potter, Sirius Black and Remus Lupin had joined Lily, they too were dressed in their robes that they wore before they died, Harry closed his eyes right after they connected with Lupins.

'Please don't feel sorry Harry, I died trying to fight for peace, there was no other way'.

Remus said soothingly, he wasn't Harry's father, but he, as well as Sirius, were the closest thing to a father figure he had at the time.
Harry had turned to Sirius, the memories of that night in the Department of Mysteries, where Bellatrix had cast the killing curse, the Veil pulling him back.

'God Sirius, I'm so sorry, I got you killed that night, and I will never forgive myself'.

Harry sobbed, but his godfather shook his head, renown strength was in his eyes, 'no Prongslet, don't ever think that whatever occurred was your fault, you were young... You're still young... What you're going through is ridiculous', Sirius made to move, his hand raised in order to stroke Harry's face, but reality had overcome him when he remembered, he was dead, he couldn't touch his godson, he couldn't feel the cold clammy skin of the life that he vowed to save.

'I know what I must do'.

Harry's voice rang through the forest, 'Snape gave me his memories before –', Harry cut himself off, he didn't need to go on, seeing Lily's pale hand touch her stomach, as if to hold herself from the truth. Severus Tobias Snape had died, he was no more, 'I know there was more to him', it was his father, James, who spoke, his eyes flickered to the ground, 'he served us well'.

'I have to die, it was there all along... The truth'.

Sirius looked away, he hadn't known what the prophecy had told Harry, rage boiled through him, Harry had to die.

'You won't leave me'.

'Never'.

'You'll stay?'

'Till the very end'.

'By my side?'

Lily's green eyes flickered with hope, 'always'.

·

Harry was quiet as he moved slowly through the forest, further through, Voldemort stood with his followers, awaiting him. He looked back to make sure that Remus, Sirius, James and Lily were still following him. Harry wrapped his cloak around him a little tighter than usual, he was shaking, but he didn't know whether it was from fear of the chill that seeped through.
Up ahead he could see the rest of them, Harry's heart began to beat fast, he was well and truly scared as he walked straight into the clearing. The Death Eaters began murmuring, Voldemort smiled wickedly, his eyes pierced Harry's green ones, 'Harry Potter, the boy who lived... Come to die'.
The words encased Harry, he was going to die, and there was nothing anyone could do, Lily and the rest of the Marauders had moved in front of him, their backs turned to The Dark Lord, Lily's eyes bore tears whilst James held her hand as he nodded knowingly at his son. Remus had grabbed Sirius's arm. His godfather's eyes showed the defeat, the loss, the tears ran down his cheeks.

'Avada Kedavra!'

Harry saw the spell coming, illuminated in green as it made its way towards him, he could hear them screaming, his guardians, he could see them rushing towards him, the fear and pain in Sirius's eyes as well as the others as they tried to block the spell, but they couldn't, not this time. Harry closed his eyes and let the green light engulf him until it all went black.

Lily's hand tightened in James, her eyes were wide with pain and shock, 'Harry?' She whispered, but her son didn't move, he lay before her, motionless, his green eyes staring up at the sky, Sirius knelt down next to his godson, knowing he couldn't touch him, he still tried, his hand seeping through the, now cold, skin.

'Oh Harry... I love you... We all do'.

No one could see them, the ghosts of Harry's past, they were the only ones who could mourn in peace.

'Harry... Please wake up'.

Sirius whispered, 'come on Prongslet... Blink... Do something, say my name', he felt a soft hand on his shoulder, but he didn't need to turn to see that it was Lily, 'Padfoot, please, 'he's gone'.