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This is my first fic. Probably not the best you've ever seen..but I would LOVE if you would read it and review it! Thanks a lot

This fic is PG for one mild sware, character death and tragedy.

Here it is…

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Harry was hiding.

It was only moments before that a dark, hooded

figure appeared on his front lawn on 4 Privet Drive,

and he had seen headmaster and deputy

headmistress appear instantly on his lawn.

He was had been instructed by Dumbledore to hide

in his house on 4 Privet Drive, and watch from a small peephole.

He was dumbfounded at the scene before him, and

was slowly recovering from the initial shock of

Voldemort appearing on his front lawn.

Two of the professors he loved most were fighting

Voldemort. There was his deputy Headmistress

Professor McGonagall, whose stern expression was

gone, and she was fighting with vigor and

determination.

And leading her in the fighting was Dumbledore.

Harry watched as Dumbledore took on the Dark Lord.

He had known that Dumbledore was powerful, but

now Harry realized why he was the one the Dark

Lord had always feared.

He watched as he skillfully applied spells and

dodged them, while his faithful deputy headmistress

helped him along. He fought with power that Harry

had never seen before.

He watched as the two professors became bruised

, wounded and more exhausted than they had ever

become before. They were getting tired, and the

Dark Lord knew it.

"Archiada Bludobospa!" Voldemort said as he threw

out his wand to cast a spell on Professor

McGonagall. McGonagall threw out her wand to

recite the defense spell, but she was too late. She

was thrown to a nearby large rock, and hit it with a

surprisingly loud crack. She started to bleed on the

side of her face.

"MINERVA!" shouted Dumbledore.

"I'm fine," she said in a raspy voice, "keep going! You

must defeat him!"

She yelled loudly as she saw the posed figure of

Voldemort standing behind her beloved husband,

Albus Dumbledore.

"ALBUS!!" she screamed, "MOVE! LOOK OUT!"

"Adiamenta Nificopa!" the Dark Lord said loudly.

But Albus was too concerned with Minerva to be

concerned with his own well-being.

Minerva gasped as she saw a knife hurtling through

the air, directly at Dumbledore's back.

As Harry watched this horrid scene in front of him, he

got out of his hiding place and screamed loudly.

"DUMBLEDORE!" Harry yelled, "GET OUT OF THE WAY!!!'

Dumbledore turned and looked his way, and as he looked…

It struck.

He started gasping for breath. Pain overtook him and he fell too the ground.

"You @!#$z$" Harry yelled to Voldemort.

He scrambled for his wand and yelled,

"AVADA KEDAVRA!"

He watched as the Dark Lord fell to the ground,

ending years of suffering and grief. Harry threw

down his wand in triumph, ending the prophecy that

haunted his life.

"Albus!" he heard Minerva shriek, "Albus…it's over..Harry killed him! Albus..ALBUS!"

Dumbledore stirred as he heard Minerva's voice.

"He killed him? " he said in a raspy voice,

"good..good…its over now..all over."

He looked at the blood on his robes.

"Am I hurt?" He whispered

"Yes," Minerva said shakingly. Harry noticed

there were tears in her eyes. Minerva also had blood

on her face. She was in pain too.

But she was too concerned with her love to care.

"Yes, you are hurt," she said.

"My beloved, kiss me." Albus replied.

Minerva bent down over his weak body and kissed

him. The love of her life would not die, she told

herself. No. Never. There are too many losses

already, she could not possibly lose the one she

loved the most, the most powerful wizard in the

world, Albus Dumbledore.

"Minerva, I think I am dying." Albus said.

"No, no you're not." Minerva said with a shaking voice.

"Minerva, my love, please understand. You have

to become Headmistress and watch over my

students. You must embrace them all with warm

hearts and an open mind,"

Albus said shakingly.

"Albus, you are NOT dying! YOU CAN'T! I love

you.."

"Minerva, my dear, you must promise. Promise

to take care of all my students. I do not want

anything to happen to them."

"Albus..you aren't.."

"Please promise…" he said despairingly.

"I promise…" She was crying now.

"Tabby, my sweet, don't cry. Soon we will all be together."

She laid down on top of him and cried.

"I love you Minerva McGonagall. Watch my

students..protect them..I……love……you………"

He then breathed his last.

"NO!" she yelled "NO..Albus, come back! I…need..you…."

She burst into tears and laid her head down onto

Albus' chest. He was still warm, and somewhat

comforting, as he always had been.

She wanted to lay there forever. She wanted to

spend the rest of her life, there, in that spot. She

loved him.

Harry watched the tragic loss right before his eyes.

He had never known what went on between the

headmaster and his deputy headmistress. They must

have had a tragic love affair, one that they had to

keep secret all along. Tears sprang to his eyes as he

thought of them together, and Albus' tragic death,

leaving one of the duo alone.

Alone.

He watched as she laid there and closed her eyes.

He wanted to comfort her in some way, but he wasn't

sure how. He was still stern Professor McGonagall

to him, and she wasn't sure how she would react.

He stood there for what felt like hours, and then bent

down next to her. He held her hand. She looked up

at him and hugged him, and cried.

He cried too.

He hugged her awkwardly, as they tragically

mourned the life of their beloved headmaster,

Professor Dumbledore.

**FIN**

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