A/N: Sorry it took so long for me to put up the last part of this story. I had exams.
"I want a divorce, all your time is spent at that bitch's grave," Cho screamed.
Harry said, "Fine I loved Hermione, but I thought she only liked me as a good friend. You were my second best. Hope you like being alone.
With these words he picked his trunk up and left. He cried bitterly of his loved ones death. He grabbed his wand, and started to charge it with a deadly curse. As he stood beside Hermione's grave his last thoughts were, "Hermione I'm coming to you, honey."
The-Boy-Who-Lived was killed by his own hand, in love.
A/N: NO FLAMES, I AM SICK OF YOU IDOITS TELLING ME HOW TO WRITE. GET A LIFE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Disclaimer: I own Elizabeth and the plot [I hope].
I do not own any caritas not listed at the list above.
"I want a divorce, all your time is spent at that bitch's grave," Cho screamed.
Harry said, "Fine I loved Hermione, but I thought she only liked me as a good friend. You were my second best. Hope you like being alone.
With these words he picked his trunk up and left. He cried bitterly of his loved ones death. He grabbed his wand, and started to charge it with a deadly curse. As he stood beside Hermione's grave his last thoughts were, "Hermione I'm coming to you, honey."
The-Boy-Who-Lived was killed by his own hand, in love.
A/N: NO FLAMES, I AM SICK OF YOU IDOITS TELLING ME HOW TO WRITE. GET A LIFE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Disclaimer: I own Elizabeth and the plot [I hope].
I do not own any caritas not listed at the list above.
