Meant to Be

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Chapter 10: Grawp Makes An Appearance

Last Chapter: Harry began to despair. Him and Ginny were defenseless. Ginny was unconscious. They were both seriously injured. Harry could see the blood around him growing, which was not a good sign. Was all hope lost? A big thud of oversized feet and 2 bickering voices told him otherwise.

"Ron, we're not going the right way," a girl's voice said.

"Yes, we are, Hermione!" A boy shot back.

Harry smiled slightly. It was Ron and Hermione. A part of him despaired however, because they were putting themselves in danger.

"How do you know?" Hermione asked.

"Grawp told me!" Ron said. Hermione snorted. Harry could feel the thud getting closer.

"Potter!" Harry turned his head around, and his attention was brought back to Voldemort. "Prepare to die! Farewell, Harry Potter. I have beaten you at last." He opened his mouth to issue the final spell of the night: Avada Kedavra.

Harry looked over at Ginny. Because of him, Ginny would die, along with Ron and Hermione. The rest of the wizarding world would be at Voldemort's feet. His heart throbbed at the thought of losing all those that he loved. He stood up shakily. He took in a deep breath. He was getting weaker. "You won't kill me," Harry growled, trying to distract him. He looked over at Ginny, who was still unconscious. He needed to at least save Ginny's life, even if he had to sacrifice his own.

"Oh, really? Watch me. Avada-" Voldemort began. Harry prepared to attack Voldemort, wandless. Suddenly, a foot came into Harry's vision and stepped onto Voldemort. There was a big squish sound. Grawp lifted his foot and looked down at the mark in wonder. Voldemort was gone.

Harry looked up. Grawp was smiling down at him, Ron and Hermione on his shoulders. They quickly climbed down. Harry ran over to the huge footprint. Was Voldemort dead? He stepped into the huge footprint, looking for clues. Nothing was there. "I don't think he's dead. He probably apparated," Harry said.

Ginny crossed Harry's mind. He ran over to her. "Oh, Ginny," he said, picking her up, wobbling slightly. He'd forgotten how weak he was. He was drenched in blood, and it was still coming. Ron and Hermione stood next to Harry.

Ron's eyes were wide. "Is she-?" "She's not dead," Harry said. Hermione breathed out a sigh of relief. "She's unconscious," he explained. "Harry, let me carry her. You're too weak," Ron said. "You look terrible," Hermione added, looking at him with worried eyes. "I'm fine," he said through gritted teeth. "Come on, let's go." He climbed onto Grawp's hand, Ginny in his arms. Ron followed. Hermione picked up Ginny's and Harry's wand on the other side of the clearing, and then climbed onto Grawp's hand as well. Grawp began to walk quickly through the forest, headed toward Hogwarts.

Harry's eyes threatened to close, but he willed them open. He stroked Ginny's face, hoping she would wake up. Ron and Hermione were right next to him, concerned. "Will she be ok?" Ron asked. Harry sat down with Ginny on his lap. Ron and Hermione sat down as well. "She has to be ok. She has to. Or it will be all my fault," Harry replied, hugging Ginny to his chest. His vision blurred at the edges and his throat burned as he struggled to stay awake. He could see Hogwarts getting closer. "Harry, you're still bleeding," Hermione said. She touched the wound. Harry put his hand to his head. He could feel himself spinning, around and around, like he was on a carousel.

Harry's eyes closed shut.

"Harry!" Ron and Hermione yelled.

That was the last he heard.

And he knew no more.

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