A/N: Last night August 18th 2009 10: 57pm PST, I finally finished this story. So from now one everyday, you'll get two chapters until we reach the end. Thanks to everyone who started with me from the very beginning.

Chapter 36

"I can't believe you found it, young sir." said Helena Ravenclaw, also known as the Grey Lady.

"Yes, well, the Headmaster needs to examine it. He believes it was tampered with. Most likely cursed." said Ewan.

"Yes, well, I do not mind. It has been lost for so long, I' am just thankful that it was found and returned to Hogwarts, even if it must be destroyed." said the ghost. "Thank you, young isr, for finding my mother's diadem."

"You're welcome." said Ewan. "I should be going. I have a very important meeting with the Headmaster."

"Good day to you, young sir." said Helena, floating away.

* * *

"I got the memory." said Harry, while Dumbledore placed the memory in the pensive.

"Excellent." said Ewan.

Together the brothers and Dumbledore went into the pensive.

The scene was the Slugclub again.

"Sir." said Riddle to the Professor. "Is it true that Professor Merrythought is due to retire?"

"If I knew, I couldn't tell you."

"Good gracious, it that the time already, Mr. Lynch I want that essay by tomorrow or its detention, same for you Avery."

The other members of the Slugclub all left.

"Is something on your mind, Tom?" asked Slughorn

"Yes, Sir, you see I didn't know who else to go to. The other professors, they're not like you, they don't understand."

"Go on."

"I was in the library the other night, in the Restricted Section and I found an odd piece of rare magic, and I was hoping you could explain it for me. It is called, if I understand it, a Horcrux."

"I beg your pardon?" asked Slughorn.

"Horcrux. I came across the term while reading, and I'm afraid I don't fully understand it."

"I'm not sure what you're reading Tom, but this is very dark stuff, very dark indeed." said Slughorn.

"Which is…why I came to you." said Riddle.

Slughorn looked concerned. "A Horcrux is an object of the person in which a person was concealed a part of their soul." said Slughorn

"But I don't understand how that works." said Riddle.

"The rip a piece of one's soul and hides it in the object, it is to protect it, should be attacked and your body be destroyed."

"Protect it?" asked Riddle.

"The part of your soul which is hidden lives on. In other words, you cannot die." said Slughorn

"How does on split his soul?" asked Riddle, his hand subcouncisly twirling a ring around his finger.

"I think you already know the answer to that, Tom."

"Murder."

"Yes, killing rips the soul apart. It is a violation against nature."

"Can one split his soul, more than once, for instance… seven?"

"Seven!?" exclaimed Slughorn. "Merlins beard, Tom. Isn't it bad enough to consider killing one person, let alone seven! To rip the soul into seven pieces! This is all hypothetical, isn't it, Tom?"

Riddle smiled his charm factor on high. "Of course, sir. It'll be our little secret."

Soon, they were back in Dumbledore's office.

"sir?" asked Harry. Dumbledore, however, stopped him. He was thinking.

"A Horcrux. I've heard of them… Oh! Sirius library! His family has loads of books on dark magic. Sirius didn't allow me in there when I was in school but now that I'm old enough… it is very dangerous." said Ewan. "To make six horcrux's that wrong."

"Six? I thought he said seven." asked Harry.

"He said seven pieces of the soul. That mean six Horcrux's and the one currently inside him." explained Ewan.

"This is beyond anything, I have ever imagined." said Dumbledore in a whisper.

"But did he succeed? In making a Horcrux, I mean?" asked Harry

"Oh yes, Harry. Not just once." said Dumbledore.

"What are they exactly?" asked Harry.

"Could be anything. A ring for example." said Dumbledore pushing the ring in front of Harry. "Or a book." showing Ewan the diary from Harry's second year.

"Tom Riddle's Diary." said Harry.

"It's a Horcrux, yes. Four years ago, Harry when you saved Ginny Weasley's life down in the Chamber of Secrets, you brought me this. I knew then, that this was a very different kind of magic, a very dangerous, powerful kind, but until tonight, I never knew how powerful."

"And the ring?" asked Ewan.

"It belonged to Voldemort's grandfather, Marvolo. It is very difficult to destroy." said Dumbledore, showing his dead hand.

"But if we could find them all, and destroy them… we could kill Voldemort, he could never come back." said Harry.

"First we have to find out what they are." said Ewan

"True but magic, especially dark magic-"he was interrupted when Harry touched the ring, it spinned. Then Harry cracked his neck "-leaves traces."

"It's where you been going, isn't it?" asked Ewan

"When you leave the school." added Harry.

"Yes. But it was not me how has seemed to find then, but you, Ewan."

"Me?" asked Ewan.

"Yes, Ravenclaw's Diadem, and Slytherin's locket."

"Oh, but that was by mistake, I just remembered them when I found or learned about it."

"Be that as it may, both have been destroyed."

"So: the ring, one, the diary, two, the locket, three, the diadem, four. There's still two out there." said Ewan.

"There is a place, where one may be. I don't know which, but I have decided that I will allow you both to accompy Me." said Dumbledore. "I will give you the date in which I go, for now, go to your dorm and your home, relax and enjoy your time with friends and family."

* * *

It was mid June when Dumbledore finally took Harry and Ewan with him for an unknown Horcrux.

Dumbledore had side-along apparated with Ewan and Harry together, since Ewan didn't know where to go. They were by the seaside, near a cave.

"Professor, is this the seaside cave that Riddle took those two orphanages when he was a kid?" asked Ewan.

"Yes, good eye, Ewan. Yes, this is the very same cave Tom Riddle took Amy Benson and Dennis Bishop all those years ago."

Upon walking into the cave, they noticed a small entrance. Dumbledore expected it for a moment then grabbed a small knife out of his pocket.

"Professor?" asked Ewan.

"The door requires a blood sacrifice." said Dumbledore.

Ewan held his left hand; on the same arm he had a scar from his time in the Riddle Graveyard.

"Oh no, Ewan. Your blood, and Harry's blood, is far more important than mine." said Dumbledore, slicing his finger open.

He pressed his sliced hand against the stone door; a few seconds later it opened, revealing a dark lake.

Dumbledore lit his wand followed by Ewan.

"Lumos" said Harry, his wand lighting up.

Dumbledore inspected the lake, and found a boat; he cast a few unspoken spells.

"Only one of us can go in, Ewan." said Dumbledore.

"What?"

"The boat, it will only hold one wizard of age." He explained.

"You and Harry then, I'll wait here." said Ewan.

Dumbledore looked at Ewan. "If something bad happens, you must promise to get out. I will be with Harry, but if I cannot get to you, then leave. Do you understand?"

"Yes, sir." said Ewan. "Good luck."

Ewan watched as Harry and the Headmaster got into the boat and moved along the river. The boat soon disappeared in the darkness.

It was ten minutes later, that Ewan heard screaming, and it was the worst scream he ever heard.

"HARRY!?" he yelled. "PROFESSOR!?"

Even with the light of his spell everything was still dark, things moved in the lake. Ewan's breathing pitched, his heart beat intensified. "HARRY!? PROFESSOR!?"

Finally, after five minutes the screaming stopped. "HARRY!? PROFESSOR!?"

Suddenly, out of nowhere a body moved out of the lake, it was an inferi. Ewan screamed and fell backwards onto the stone floor. More inferi moved out of the lake, moving towards him.

'Think Ewan, think. Snape taught you inferi! Think!'

"FIRE!" yelled Ewan. "INCENDIO!"

Fire burst from his wand to the inferi. They moved away from the flame, but the others on either side kept coming forward. "INCEDNIO! INCENDIO! AHH!"

An inferius grabbed his right ankle, pulling him. "Incendio!"

His left leg entered the water. "NO! INCENDIO! INCENDIO! HELP! HELP!"

Ewan kicked the face of the inferi holding his right ankle, the force of the kick pushed the inferi away, giving Ewan a whole two seconds to get up and run for the door. Looking back before exiting he noticed in the middle of the lake an inferno of fire.

"HARRY! PROFESSOR!" yelled Ewan.

No response. The inferi moved towards the door. Ewan ran out of the lake chamber, out of the small entrance chamber and out to the shore.

Ewan caught his breath, his hands on his knees. A few minutes later, Harry and Dumbledore exited the cave.

"Harry! Professor!" said Ewan. Dumbledore looked weak, ill, and exhausted. "What happened?"

"There was a potion. The headmaster drank it, it was horrible. He screamed for minutes. At the bottom of the basin that the potion was in was this." said Harry, showing Ewan a locket.

"It looks like the one at Sirius's." said Ewan

"It is, but it's fake. All this for nothing." said Harry.

"Not for nothing-" started Dumbledore. "We learned about the cave. The Horcrux cave."

"What about the inferi?"

"They came out when I tried to get some water from the lake for the Headmaster."

"We should get you back to the castle." said Ewan. "I'll take us."

Ewan apparated with Dumbledore and Harry to Hogsmeade.

"Harry, take the Headmaster to the castle. Make sure he gets help." said Ewan.

"Where are you going?" asked Harry.

"To ask Sirius about this locket." answered Ewan, taking the fake locket and apparating away.

* * *

"Sirius! Sirius!" called Ewan at 12 Grimmauld Place.

"Ewan! Ewan! You see how annoying that is?" asked Sirius coming from the Kitchen.

"You have ketchup on your chin." said Ewan.

"Oh!" said Sirius cleaning off his chin with a handkerchief. "So, what's up?"

"Have you ever seen this locket?" asked Ewan, showing Sirius the fake Locket.

"It looks like the one you found a year ago." Said Sirius, handling the locket, he pulled the two sides open. "This one opens though."

Taking the note inside, he a read it out loud:

"To the Dark Lord

I know I will be dead long before you read this but I want you to know that it was I who discovered your secret. I have stolen the real Horcrux and intend to destroy it as soon as I can. I face death in the hope that when you meet your match you will be mortal once more.

- R.A.B."

"R.A.B.? Whose R.A.B.?" asked Ewan.

"Regulus! He sometimes used his initials to sign his name. Regulus Arcturus Black." said Sirius.

"Makes sense, I need to go tell the Headmaster." Ewan said.

Sirius opened his mouth to say something but Ewan had already apparated away. "Why does he always do that?"

* * *

Ewan apparated back to Hogsmeade only to see the Dark Mark in the sky over Hogwarts.

'What the hell!?' he thought running to the gates of Hogwarts. He saw a group running towards him. It was Snape, and a few others he didn't recognize. He watched as Harry disarmed a blonde haired boy, Draco Malfoy.

"Ewan! Stop them!" yelled Harry from a distance. "He killed him! Snape killed Dumbledore!"

Ewan raised his wand. Standing firm by the gate, he called out to Snape. "Is that true?"

"Move aside, Potter!" he said, his wand pointing at Ewan.

"It is true. You never called me Potter, ever. But-but- I TRUSTED YOU!" yelled Ewan.

Harry and Ewan surrounded the group front to back.

"Move-" started Snape.

"-Or what!? You'll kill me!?" asked Ewan.

Snape's eye widened.

"KILL HIM!" yelled a female in the group.

"No, the Dark Lord wants both." said Snape.

"Expelliarmus!" shouted Harry from the back. His spell was blocked by Snape. "Fight back you coward! Fight Back!"

Harry was blasted back by Snape. Snape rushed over to Harry, whispered something in his ear then walked back to face Ewan.

"Move, Tyler." Snape whispered to him, quietly so only Ewan could hear.

"I trusted you." said Ewan, in little more than a whisper.

"You still can, I didn't do anything Dumbledore didn't want me to do already. I promise you." whispered Snape.

Ewan breathed deeply then lowered his wand, and stepped aside. The other Death Eaters laughed, moving outside the gates of Hogwarts and apparating away.

Harry walked over to Ewan. "You let them go! Why?"

Ewan shoke his head.

"I can't believe you let them go." said Harry his voice full of disgust.

"Shut up, Harry. You don't know what you're talking about."

"I know what I'm talking about! I watched with my own eyes Snape casting the Killing Curse on Dumbledore!" yelled Harry

"I… trust him." said Ewan

"I don't even know you anymore. Trusting death eaters, knowing dark spells, about Horcruxes-"

"What are you saying!? Are you saying that I' am siding with Voldemort, well? WELL!?"

"I don't know, are you?" asked Harry.

"I can't believe you even asked that question." said Ewan, moving around Harry waking to the castle. Harry followed, though reluctantly.

The scene they arrived to would in grain the mind of Ewan forever. Dumbledore's body lay on the ground, people crying over him. Dumbledore's eyes were closed; but for the strange angle of his arms and legs, he might have been sleeping. Harry reached out, straightened the half-moon spectacles upon the crooked nose, and wiped a trickle of blood from the mouth with his own sleeve. Never again would Dumbledore speak to Ewan or Harry, never again could he help them.

"There was a battle. At the Astronomy tower." said Katie, who had been back at Hogwarts for over a week.

"Anyone hurt?" asked Ewan.

"A death Eater was killed." said Katie. "A few were hurt, nothing too serious."

Bill Weasley was attacked by an untransformed Greyback, although the only side effects are permanent scars across his face and a liking for rare steaks. Professor McGonagall questioned both Ewan and Harry, but neither told her anything.

* * *

After a couple of days since the death of Albus Dumbledore, was the scheduled day for his funeral. The place where the ceremony is being held is set up outside of the castle near the Hogwarts Lake. Hundreds of golden chairs had been set out in rows. An aisle ran down the centre of them: there was a marble table standing at the front, all chairs facing it. Many people had arrived to the funeral, many Ewan didn't know, except a few like: A delegation of Ministry officials including the Minister for Magic, Rufus Scrimgeour, Madam Maxime from the Beauxbatons Academy of Magic, Tom-the landlord of the Leaky Cauldron, Madam Malkin of the robe shop in Diagon Alley, Aberforth Dumbledore, Arabella Figg, The Centaurs, The Merpeople of the Hogwarts Lake, Hagrid's half-brother giant Grawp, Dolores Umbridge, Rita Skeeter of the Daily Prophet, Hogwarts' ghosts, Members of the Order of the Phoenix, and the students and staff of Hogwarts.

At the beginning of the ceremony, strange music was performed by the Merpeople from the lake. The tune of the music really showed the loss and despair. Then, Rubeus Hagrid walked slowly up the aisle between the chairs, crying and carrying Dumbledore's body wrapped in a purple velvet spangled with golden stars. Most of attendees were crying too.

After Hagrid placed the body upon the table in front, A little tufty-haired man in plain black robes appeared and stood infront of Dumbledore's body then spook.

The centaurs had come to pay their respects, too. Though they did not move into the open, they were seen standing quite still, half-hidden in shadow of the forest, watching the wizards, their bows hanging at their sides.

At the end of the ceremony, Bright, white flames had erupted around Dumbledore's body and the table upon which it lay: higher and higher they rose, obscuring the body. White smoke spiraled into the air and made strange shapes.

In its place was a white marble tomb, encasing Dumbledore's body and the table on which he had rested. There were a few cries of shock as a shower of arrows that were sent by the centaurs as a sign of respect, soared through the air, but they fell far short of the crowd.

Fawkes the phoenix sang one last song then flew off into the sky.