Disclaimer: Hold fast to dreams, for if dreams die, life is a broken winged bird that cannot fly.

-Langston Hughes

"So that's it?" asked a girl. Harry nodded, looking over the small crowd.

"Yes... that's it."

"That was a great story, Mr. Potter!" exclaimed a short boy in the back. His friend nodded and raised his hand.

"Yes?" Harry asked. The boy pointed to the house.

"Did Ron and Hermione really live in that house?"

"Ron and Hermione never exsisted," Ginny quipped, handing out drinks for the teens. They all turned to Harry.

"Is that true?" Harry remained silent for a while, his eyes trained on the white house with the tire swing in the distance. He turned back to the small crowd.

"That's right... The story of Ron is just a legend made up to scare little children like you. Nothing more... nothing less."

"What about all those people who died?" asked a thirteen year old girl.

"It was just a cover up for a Deatheater massacre that happened four years ago. Hundreds of people died."

"What about the vampires?"

"No one knows what happened to the vampires," called someone from the back. Harry looked up to see a twenty one year old raven headed woman stand up and walk to the front. She had a slight limp in her left leg as she walked. She looked down at the kids.

"One day they just disappeared..." Ginny stood up.

"Come on now... that's enough questions for today. You can come back tomorrow for another story," she said. She walked the group back into their house. Reign looked down at Harry.

"You love to tell that story, don't you?" she asked. Harry looked up at her and stood, turning to look at the white house on the hill.

"It's the only thing I have to remember them by now..." he replied painstakingly. Reign turned to him.

"Not the only thing..." she turned to look at the house. "I went over there today... I entered the house."

"Did you?" She nodded.

"Sometimes I can hear J.T. and Jackson playing in the backyard..." Harry closed his eyes and smiled slightly.

"I visit too... I can sometimes hear Ron and Hermione fighting." He turned to Reign to find her eyes filled with tears. He held out his arms and she fell into them, burring her face in his chest.

"What your father did was brave, Reign..."

"If you can call making it so that you never existed brave, then yes..." Harry held her out at arms length.

"Ron protected you from a life in which he would have ended up killing you... He saved everyone by doing that..." Reign tried to smile through her tears.

"I know... it's just... I wish I had more than just my memories and this legend to hold on to."

"You have me..." Harry said softly. The woman smiled.

"Thank God for you, Uncle Harry..."

"Harry!" Ginny called.

"Yeah," he yelled back.

"Make sure you bring in those chairs. It's going to rain. Reign, help your father."

"Yes mum!" she called. Harry looked at her for a minute then pulled her into a hug.

"I promise I won't leave you alone anymore..."

"Promise?" she whispered. He nodded.

"Promise..."

In the rays of the afternoon sun, dust settled on the white cloth that covered the furniture in the white house. The owners had left years ago and no one had bothered to move in. They say the house was haunted by the spirits of a legend. A legend of a man. They say that sometimes if you listen really hard, you can hear the sound of children running. But most of all, you can hear a conversation of old. A conversation between two lovers when one was to leave. A promise...

"Hermione, I'll be ok."

"Hermione please don't cry."

"I...don't go..."

"I have to."

"Don't forget about me."

"I won't."

The End.

A/N: I hope that all made sense. If you don't, I'll be happy to explain it to you in a reply.

Rumpleteaze: I hope you liked it and thank you soooo much for reviewing!

Wesker888: I certianly put a twist in, but not the one I think most people were expecting... or were they? (eyes shift around suspiciously.) ;-)

connieewing: I think I was speechless after I wrote this last chapter. I hope you like it!

SpiderQueenSkylar: I'm not sure. This one was pretty graphic. I'm not sure I'll be able to do one quite like it.

Coconut Girl: I think it's time for your apology. I wrote this whole thing just to prove you wrong, and personally I think I did great. I was planning this ever since I saw that review! Unlike the last story, in which you blatently called me a softy for not putting in any deaths, I think there are plenty of deaths in this story to last everyone plenty of time. So all I really want is an apology and to be told that I'm still an evil genius... Come on.. I know it's somewhere! ;-)

I hope you all enjoyed the final installment of the Possessions and Obssessions Trilogy. I am currently in the process of thinking of two new stories. Don't worry, Let Me Go will be updated eventually. One of the stories, I must warn you, will not be my traditional Ron/Hermione thing. Don't worry, there will be a R/Hr ship in the story, but it will not be seen at all. It is most likely going to be a Draco/Ginny ship. I'm trying something I wouldn't usually do just to stretch my limits and see how long I can stand it before I have to offically delete the story. Don't worry, the other story will be a full blown Ron/Hermione! I'm just in the mood for breaking all of my morals. However, here is a taste of the R/Hr story that I have not written so I must tell you that this is on the spur of the moment and will probably not be seen for a while. Depends on how long I can stand writing the other fic.

"Hermione, I-" Ron started. Hermione turned to him.

"I think you should go see another Healer..." she whispered, distancing herself from him. His eyes observed her carefully, taking in her beautiful face. He frowned.

"Does he make you happy?" he asked. She jerked and looked up at him with surprise. She opened her mouth to say something then shut it, looking confused. Suddenly fierce determination appeared in her chocolate eyes.

"I think you should go..."