Sorry this is so short!!
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A flash of green light, He felt himself hit the floor, A few hours later he woke up but didn't open his eyes he was trying to figure out who he was. He heard a faint sob in the distance. " I'm Harry Potter, age 22, Defense agents, ministry of magic." He opened his eyes, his wife Cho was standing in the corner being comforted by his beat friend, Ron Weasley. Hemione was sitting by the window staring into space, Pale as death. The Weasley twins were their with their wives, Bethany and Flour.
" you guys look like someone died" he said sitting up smiling at them, no one looked at him. It was as if no one heard him. He looked down, and realized he was still sitting on the ground, and where he had just been laying was a chalk outline of a body. He looked through the door and saw something that made his stomach turn. Ministry wizards were loading a body into a muggle van, His body!
Suddenly it all come back to him, he had gotten the call at 5:00 in the morning, some wizards had cornered Voldermort. Harry had gone to help, and , that was all he could remember other then a bright green flash He could only thin of one explanation, Avada Kedavra. The Killing Curse, He was dead. Harry, followed Cho home. For a week all she did was eat and sleep, staring blankly out the window. When it was time for the funeral, Harry mourned himself. Before they lowered the coffin, a strange green portal opened, and he heard a voice calling him.
Just inside the portal was his mother and father, calling him also. Ron decided to take one last picture of his friend, and get it developed the muggle way, in honor of Harry. After it was devloped, the picture showed a green portal, Harry stepping into to with a tear in his eye. Harry's last moment with his friends and on earth.
Sorry I'm feeling depressed so it thought everyone else should too. OK OK I know the whole world won't read its but still, At least some of you will : D
Queen of Depressing Stories W/E
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A flash of green light, He felt himself hit the floor, A few hours later he woke up but didn't open his eyes he was trying to figure out who he was. He heard a faint sob in the distance. " I'm Harry Potter, age 22, Defense agents, ministry of magic." He opened his eyes, his wife Cho was standing in the corner being comforted by his beat friend, Ron Weasley. Hemione was sitting by the window staring into space, Pale as death. The Weasley twins were their with their wives, Bethany and Flour.
" you guys look like someone died" he said sitting up smiling at them, no one looked at him. It was as if no one heard him. He looked down, and realized he was still sitting on the ground, and where he had just been laying was a chalk outline of a body. He looked through the door and saw something that made his stomach turn. Ministry wizards were loading a body into a muggle van, His body!
Suddenly it all come back to him, he had gotten the call at 5:00 in the morning, some wizards had cornered Voldermort. Harry had gone to help, and , that was all he could remember other then a bright green flash He could only thin of one explanation, Avada Kedavra. The Killing Curse, He was dead. Harry, followed Cho home. For a week all she did was eat and sleep, staring blankly out the window. When it was time for the funeral, Harry mourned himself. Before they lowered the coffin, a strange green portal opened, and he heard a voice calling him.
Just inside the portal was his mother and father, calling him also. Ron decided to take one last picture of his friend, and get it developed the muggle way, in honor of Harry. After it was devloped, the picture showed a green portal, Harry stepping into to with a tear in his eye. Harry's last moment with his friends and on earth.
Sorry I'm feeling depressed so it thought everyone else should too. OK OK I know the whole world won't read its but still, At least some of you will : D
Queen of Depressing Stories W/E