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"I'm right here," he whispered, touching her cheek softly. Poppy's eyes began watering again and she clutched the pillow into her chest, as she curled up on her bed.

"No you're not," she whispered, shaking her head "I'm imagining you," and maybe she was. Because he looked like Harry, the normal Harry, before Daze Duo. Dressed in a striped white shirt and jeans, curly hair the same as ever, except he was outlined in a golden light.

Harry gave her a half smile, sitting adjacent to her on the bed "I'm right here, Poppy,"

"You're not real," she wept, he reached forward again to touch her cheek, and she could feel the faint touch, maybe like a gentle breeze only touching her cheek. "You're in my imagination, you're dead," Harry nodded, pressing his lips together softly, and he disappeared.

"Poppy," a real voice snapped her out of it, she turned to see Jerome, who's eyes were rimmed red. "I uh…I just wanted to say thank you," his voice was deeper than normal. Poppy kept her head turned away from him. "Poppy. I really am sorry you lost Harry, I know you loved him-"

"Is that all?" she cut him off. Jerome ran a hand through his hair "Then you can go." Jerome stepped forward, touching her shoulder

"Poppy, you did the right thing. You saved my life. I will be…forever grateful." She said nothing, and Jerome didn't know what else to say.

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"I almost forget," Jerome whispered, clenching his eyes shut, resting his forehead on Mara's. "When I'm with you, that he's gone."

Mara took a deep breath, bringing her hands up to touch Jerome's neck "I don't want to think about it," she whispered "I've cried enough."

Jerome met her eyes, and nodded understandingly. Mara leaned forward to press her lips to his, but he pulled back "Poppy won't talk to me." Mara sighed, collapsing back on her bed. Staring at the ceiling

"How can he be dead?" she whispered "How can he possibly be dead?" It seemed as though Harry had just walked into their lives, and fit perfectly. Everyone liked him. He was good, and he was kind, and he was Poppy's soul mate. "He can't be dead."

Jerome swallowed "The Osbornes are gone." He wanted to be sick at the irony. Father and son. They had killed each other. Mr Osborne asking Doctor Conners for tritium, who asked Jerome, who asked Harry, who supplied it. Then Harry seeking out to avenge his father, and killing himself. "I just…I freaked out, when we were out there Mara, I tackled him to the ground, I'm the reason we fell down that hill and to the cliff-"

"No." Mara forced herself up onto her weak knees, staring into Jerome's eyes "You didn't do this. This was…meant to happen." She wiped her eyes "Poor Poppy," she rose her hand to touch Jerome's cheek, and he watched her "I can't imagine if you….I mean…" she took a deep breath, and a tear fell from her eye "If you died, Jerome I don't thi-"

"Mara," he cut her off, he wrapped his arms around her waist, and pulled her back into his chest, not wanting her to see his tears. He kissed the nape of her neck "I'm right here,"

She clenched her eyes shut, leaning into him "But for how long?"

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"You came," he smiled as she walked in.

Poppy walked into the Osbornes house, empty now. But she saw Harry, well the ghost of him, that she was probably imagining. He looked the same as ever, sitting on the stairs, and he came to greet her. "This house is empty," she whispered. Harry frowned

"I live here,"

"Yeah but you're not real," Poppy muttered, walking down the large hallway, into the hall. It made her heart ache for a moment, this was where he had danced with her. She walked into the middle of it, her long thin skirt trailing on the floor behind her, she felt like a princess, a lost princess. Her footsteps echoed around the room. Harry walked around her, smiling, he held his hand out for her.

"Dance with me."

Poppy arched an eyebrow, but couldn't help but smile, taking his hand, her hands suddenly felt cool, and she wondered whether he actually was there. He smiled at her smile, drawing her into him. And they danced.

Fabian, who had been walking past, and noticed the open door to the empty house, watched. He didn't see Harry like Poppy did, he just saw Jerome's sister, dancing by herself, and smiling. His shoulders slumped, and he felt so sorry for her. He stepped forward, shoes clicking slightly. But she didn't turn, manoeuvring himself in front of her, her eyes were closed, and he pressed his lips together sadly. Suddenly, she did a spin, and when she whirled back, she was taking his hands, and he was pulled into a dance with her.

Poppy wanted to cry, Harry felt so real all of a sudden, firm warm hands, she could even hear his breathing. Fabian didn't know what to do, but he found himself dancing with her, step step, back twirl, and step. Poppy's eyes did flicker open eventually, but neither stopped dancing. She laughed. For the first time, since Harry had died, a week ago, she laughed. At how ridiculous it was. Fabian smiled, flicking his arm, so she and her skirt whirled around. Poppy looked over Fabian's shoulder and she saw Harry, leaning against the wall, nodding.

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"I'm not going!" Amber wept, tugging at the black coat Mara was trying to put on her.

"Amber, please," Mara said quietly, managing to slide it on the other arm. "This is Harry's funeral, you have to go. We're his friends."

"I don't want to!" she cried harder, smudging her mascara. Alfie watched in interest, a sad expression on his face, and he walked out of Willow's rather firm grip, and took Amber's hand gently.

"You miss him, don't you Ambs?" Amber looked so startled that Alfie was actually addressing her directly, that she simply nodded, and followed him out of the room. Mara sighed in relief, and watched as Willow stared after the couple, confused.

"Don't worry Willow, I'm sure it's nothing."

Willow turned to her, and forced a smile onto her face "Oh yeah, yeah, nothing at all," she stood, walking from the room. Mara picked up her coat, turning to see Jerome walk into the room, looking…impossibly handsome for a funeral. A black shirt, collar open, and black dress pants.

"Ready, beautiful?" he whispered. Mara nodded, pulling on her coat. He held his hand out for her, but Mara didn't take it. He frowned, but said nothing, walking closely behind her.

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"Jeez, who's in the box?" Harry asked, stuffing his hands into the pockets of his jeans. Poppy glared at her imagination. Everyone, over 50 people, were standing on the grass, listening as the priest spoke, they were all in a circle around the closed casket. This funeral was just for Harry, not his father, his father had requested to be buried on a Monday, for luck.

"You are." She whispered, turning to look up at him. Harry laughed loudly, far too loudly, and the fact that no one but her heard a thing, was almost nice, this ghost of Harry was hers. And no one elses. He clasped his hands over his white shirt

"Good one, Poppy. He chuckled "Let's go for a walk?"

"I can't leave, Harry. This is your funeral," she whispered, so that no one could hear her talking.

"Nah, I don't mind, you know that," he smiled brightly, tilting his head to the side "Let's go," she was about to nod, and walk away, when Fabian stepped forward, standing beside her, taking Harry's place, and he disappeared.

"Wanna go for a walk?" he asked quietly, trying to ignore Joy's burning eyes on him. Poppy's eyes widened in surprise, but she nodded.

Jerome frowned, from across the crowd. His eyes sparkled as he watched them walk away, and he felt a sudden anger bubbling inside him. Fabian wasn't making a move on his sister? He better not be. "Mara- what do you think Fabian's doing with Poppy?" he whispered. Mara ignored him, stepping forward, and placing her white rose on Harry's coffin. She was the first, many followed suite, too scared to be the first. "Mara?"

"I think we need a break." She said quietly. Jerome frowned, running a hand sideways through his hair. She wasn't meeting his eyes

"Okay, wanna go for a walk or some-"

"A break from us." She corrected. Jerome's eyes widened in utter shock

"What?" he breathed, taking a small step back so he could get a better look at her "Mara, you can't be serious-"

"Just a trial break, please," she insisted "I just want to… want to see how I would manage without you," Jerome's eyebrows pushed together, he didn't like the sound of that

"And what if you manage just fine? Do we not get back together?"

"Of course not." Mara shook her head, but kept her gaze at her feet "We'd get back together. I just…I just wanna see," Jerome tried to take a deep controlling breath. Before giving a very small nod. It was enough for Mara. She kissed her fingers, touching them to Harry's coffin, before turning and walking away. Jerome watched her leave, before turning to the coffin, and almost smiling

"Look after Jaffray for me Harry," he whispered, touching the coffin, as if Harry could hear him. "Just make sure she's alright,"

Harry stood a few metres away from the coffin, surrounded in golden light. No one could see him, well, if Poppy were there, she would have been able to. "Sure mate," he whispered, stuffing his hands back into his pocket "I'll protect both your girls,"

Review?

Rebecca: Aw! You're too kind! I know, I didn't wanna kill Harry, but this is a jara story, and you know, all the little things have to happen. Also, I didn't want the whole story to be too fairytale! Love you Rebecca

Lorna: No! I didn't get to see it! Aw! I think it was fate we met too! Hahaha, well you did get it right! Maybe we're just in sync! Love you!

Rachel: Your review was awesome. Absolutely awesome, oh and after I've updated this I'm going to review those two chapters of your story, sorry, been busy with homework hahaha, I love how you burst into song! And I'm afraid Harry is dead, but in the spinoff, obviously he won't die. Hahaha, sorry to cause mixed feelings Sorry Rachel, love you

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Beth: wow, I wish it was hot here, it just rains! But it means I have an excuse to stay inside writing! Aw! Thank you so much! You too!

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