Title Needed (Desperately!)
Chapter 2: The Funeral
A/N: I just posted ch. 1, so... okay....
Disclaimer: Of course I own Harry Potter, what are you talking about? Hehehe... I'm practicing for when I really DO own it... hehehe... but that won't be for a while... hehehe... anyway....
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There were over five hundred people at the ceremony. Although they had never found the body of Harry Potter, the Boy Who Lived, his friends, the closest thing he had to family, insisted there be a memorial service. They had wanted it to be small, private, but somehow, word of it got out, and the entire wizarding community wanted representatives at the solemn occasion. There were at least one hundred reporters there. The entire school and faculty of Hogwarts, minus the Slytherins and Professor Snape, were there. At the very front were two rows of Harry's closest friends. The nine Weasley's; Hermione Granger and her parents; Sirius Black; Remus Lupin; and Albus Dumbledore. At the back of the large church where the ceremony was being held were various other people, those that had known Harry for one reason or another, or those that had known his parents before they had died. Every single person in that room was wearing black though.
Albus Dumbledore stood up and walked to the front of the church. Adjusting the magical microphone at the podium, he cleared his throat and began. "This is a very sad day indeed. It marks the end of an era and the beginning of a new one. No longer will we cower in fear of the one called Lord Voldemort. After many years, he is finally dead, for good, never to return. The one who defeated this evil once, has again defeated him. He is the one we honor here today. He is Harry Potter, the Boy Who Lived. He gave his life to save us all," Dumbledore said, his voice full of emotion. Looking out at the people in front of him, he couldn't see a single dry eye. Reaching a hand up to his own face, he felt tears on his cheeks. Lowering his head, he walked back to his seat and sat down. Next it was Ron's turn. He made his way up to the podium.
"Harry was the best friend anyone could ever have. He didn't want to be my friend because of who I was related to, he didn't care that I had a hand-me-down wand, or robes that were too short. He was my friend. From the first instant we talked aboard the Hogwarts Express, seven years ago, we were best friends. No, we were more than that. We were brothers. I will always be his brother, no matter what," Ron said, his voice cracking with emotion. He went and sat down next to his family once again. Hermione stood and took his place at the podium.
"Words cannot describe the relationship I had with Harry. I think Ron put it the best though. Harry was my brother. We went through everything together, from fighting giant mountain trolls to fighting You-Know-Who. He risked his life for us, just as we risked ours for his. I can never forget what he has taught to me in the past seven years. Even if he is gone, he will always be with me," Hermione said, holding back her tears until she sat down. Ginny got up next, her entire body shaking.
"Those that know me, know how I was connected to Harry. I love him, and I always will. He was my first true love, and no matter what happens, nothing can break that. Harry has saved my life many times. He would save anyone's though. He was brave and noble. A true Gryffindor. Harry Potter, I will always love you," Ginny finished, wiping away the tears at her face. Sirius slowly walked to the front of the room. His name had been cleared when Pettigrew had been found a few days earlier.
"Harry was the son of my best friend. He was my godson. I loved him as if he were my own son though. I can't describe the feeling of loss that I have, but I know that I couldn't have been any prouder of Harry then I already was. He knew what he had to do, and he did it, not for himself, but for the ones he loves. Thank you, Harry, for the chance for us to live," Sirius said, sobbing into his hands as he went to sit down. For the next hour or so, other people stood to talk on behalf of the Greatest Wizard Ever.
A monument was placed at the battle scene in the Forbidden Forest on the Hogwarts grounds. Witches and wizards came from all over the world to see it being dedicated, on July 31, the day that Harry Potter would have turned eighteen. His wand, which had been found after the battle, was placed in a special container and sealed inside the marble statue of Harry, a stone rendition of Hedwig perched on his arm, his broomstick held in his hand, a large grin plastered across his face. Ron and Hermione had helped design the statue, wanting it to represent Harry's true spirit. A small brass plaque was on the base. It read 'Harry Potter: The Boy Who Lived'.
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A/N: What do you think? Too short? I'm going to try and make the next chapter longer... the first few chapters are mostly a transition from their school years to later... please review this and tell me what you think and if I should keep writing!!! Thanks!
PS- I'd like to thank PurpleSailorSaturn7, my most wonderful beta reader. Go read her stories! Thanks to the people who reviewed chapter one, I can guarantee that chapter 3 will be MUCH longer, and I'll get it out as soon as I can! School, unfortunately, needs to take a priority... oh well... I can tell you though I have at least nine chapters planned, and I'm sure I'll be having more... BTW, the more reviews I get, the sooner I try to post! Thanks again!
A/N 2: I reloaded this chapter cuz my friend is STUPID and I'm going to KILL HIM!!!! So there, Dave, happy now???????
PS- If anyone (besides Dave, Frank, etc.) can find the ONE change in this, I'll applaud you!!!! Thanks again for the reviews!!!!!
A/N 3 (3-29-02): I'm re-formatting this for (*hopefully*) an easier read. Plus I have some mistakes to fix in some of the chapters. Please bear with me!
Chapter 2: The Funeral
A/N: I just posted ch. 1, so... okay....
Disclaimer: Of course I own Harry Potter, what are you talking about? Hehehe... I'm practicing for when I really DO own it... hehehe... but that won't be for a while... hehehe... anyway....
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There were over five hundred people at the ceremony. Although they had never found the body of Harry Potter, the Boy Who Lived, his friends, the closest thing he had to family, insisted there be a memorial service. They had wanted it to be small, private, but somehow, word of it got out, and the entire wizarding community wanted representatives at the solemn occasion. There were at least one hundred reporters there. The entire school and faculty of Hogwarts, minus the Slytherins and Professor Snape, were there. At the very front were two rows of Harry's closest friends. The nine Weasley's; Hermione Granger and her parents; Sirius Black; Remus Lupin; and Albus Dumbledore. At the back of the large church where the ceremony was being held were various other people, those that had known Harry for one reason or another, or those that had known his parents before they had died. Every single person in that room was wearing black though.
Albus Dumbledore stood up and walked to the front of the church. Adjusting the magical microphone at the podium, he cleared his throat and began. "This is a very sad day indeed. It marks the end of an era and the beginning of a new one. No longer will we cower in fear of the one called Lord Voldemort. After many years, he is finally dead, for good, never to return. The one who defeated this evil once, has again defeated him. He is the one we honor here today. He is Harry Potter, the Boy Who Lived. He gave his life to save us all," Dumbledore said, his voice full of emotion. Looking out at the people in front of him, he couldn't see a single dry eye. Reaching a hand up to his own face, he felt tears on his cheeks. Lowering his head, he walked back to his seat and sat down. Next it was Ron's turn. He made his way up to the podium.
"Harry was the best friend anyone could ever have. He didn't want to be my friend because of who I was related to, he didn't care that I had a hand-me-down wand, or robes that were too short. He was my friend. From the first instant we talked aboard the Hogwarts Express, seven years ago, we were best friends. No, we were more than that. We were brothers. I will always be his brother, no matter what," Ron said, his voice cracking with emotion. He went and sat down next to his family once again. Hermione stood and took his place at the podium.
"Words cannot describe the relationship I had with Harry. I think Ron put it the best though. Harry was my brother. We went through everything together, from fighting giant mountain trolls to fighting You-Know-Who. He risked his life for us, just as we risked ours for his. I can never forget what he has taught to me in the past seven years. Even if he is gone, he will always be with me," Hermione said, holding back her tears until she sat down. Ginny got up next, her entire body shaking.
"Those that know me, know how I was connected to Harry. I love him, and I always will. He was my first true love, and no matter what happens, nothing can break that. Harry has saved my life many times. He would save anyone's though. He was brave and noble. A true Gryffindor. Harry Potter, I will always love you," Ginny finished, wiping away the tears at her face. Sirius slowly walked to the front of the room. His name had been cleared when Pettigrew had been found a few days earlier.
"Harry was the son of my best friend. He was my godson. I loved him as if he were my own son though. I can't describe the feeling of loss that I have, but I know that I couldn't have been any prouder of Harry then I already was. He knew what he had to do, and he did it, not for himself, but for the ones he loves. Thank you, Harry, for the chance for us to live," Sirius said, sobbing into his hands as he went to sit down. For the next hour or so, other people stood to talk on behalf of the Greatest Wizard Ever.
A monument was placed at the battle scene in the Forbidden Forest on the Hogwarts grounds. Witches and wizards came from all over the world to see it being dedicated, on July 31, the day that Harry Potter would have turned eighteen. His wand, which had been found after the battle, was placed in a special container and sealed inside the marble statue of Harry, a stone rendition of Hedwig perched on his arm, his broomstick held in his hand, a large grin plastered across his face. Ron and Hermione had helped design the statue, wanting it to represent Harry's true spirit. A small brass plaque was on the base. It read 'Harry Potter: The Boy Who Lived'.
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A/N: What do you think? Too short? I'm going to try and make the next chapter longer... the first few chapters are mostly a transition from their school years to later... please review this and tell me what you think and if I should keep writing!!! Thanks!
PS- I'd like to thank PurpleSailorSaturn7, my most wonderful beta reader. Go read her stories! Thanks to the people who reviewed chapter one, I can guarantee that chapter 3 will be MUCH longer, and I'll get it out as soon as I can! School, unfortunately, needs to take a priority... oh well... I can tell you though I have at least nine chapters planned, and I'm sure I'll be having more... BTW, the more reviews I get, the sooner I try to post! Thanks again!
A/N 2: I reloaded this chapter cuz my friend is STUPID and I'm going to KILL HIM!!!! So there, Dave, happy now???????
PS- If anyone (besides Dave, Frank, etc.) can find the ONE change in this, I'll applaud you!!!! Thanks again for the reviews!!!!!
A/N 3 (3-29-02): I'm re-formatting this for (*hopefully*) an easier read. Plus I have some mistakes to fix in some of the chapters. Please bear with me!