This was it, my time had come.
I cannot be afraid, I must be brave.
I'm not doing this for me; I'm doing it for them.
Hopefully they'll visit my grave.
The green light flashed, and I was gone.
The Boy Who Lived, lives no more.
It has to be this way, they'll understand.
Maybe it will be like walking through a door.
This can't be death, it's much too clean.
Is that who I think it is? Could it be Albus?
I must be seeing him, like I saw my parents.
In this place that seems so much like a palace.
I'm not dead, he confirms.
If I'm not dead, then what was the point?
I'll be awake soon enough.
Oh, Ginny is going to be all out of joint.
It was hallows, not horcruxes.
That's really all it boiled down to.
All it was ever going to be was good versus evil.
Going back was the next thing I needed to do.
It was time to finish the fight.
He doesn't understand.
Voldemort never understood love, never will.
That's how I'll bring him to his end.