"My Heart Will Go On" Chapter 29: Undying Love & Universal Powers
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Soon enough, everyone got back onto the cruise ship headed for home. It was getting cut short since the attack of Voldemort; dead bodies & mourning needed to be in place, but also celebration. Hermione was glad she wasn't one of the dead, but felt guilty for the people who died since she, too, should have died along with them. One night, she & Dean found Dumbledore talking to McGonagall by the club where it all happened: good memories, & bad. He must have saw them, since he waved them over to join him & McGonagall. Dean & Hermione took the cushioned chairs in front of Dumbledore. "Professor, we have something to ask you," Dean said, straight- forward. "If you would excuse us Minevera," Dumbledore asked kindly. She quietly got up & walked over to Professor Sprout, who was talking to a professor from Beaubaxtons. "What is it that you two would like to ask me?" Dumbledore asked, the usual twinkle in his eyes. Hermione started. "Well, when we were in the cave, I jumped in front of Ron to save him from Voldemort's curse that 'killed' me, but then I came back to life." "That is indeed a difficult question. Maybe I should start from the beginning." He paused, letting this all sink in.
'From the beginning? What is he talking about?' she asked herself, waiting for Dumbledore to start again. "Did Harry ever tell you how he survived Voldemort's curse when he was a baby?" They both shook their heads 'no'. "Well, it was because of love. His mother, Lily Potter, risked her life to protect him, & ended up dying for him. A sort of power that seeped inside his skin protected him from true evil & hatred; it's the one deadly enemy of those two." "What does that have to do with us? & what did Voldemort mean when he said 'Give me the power'?" Dean rambled out. "Paceintence Mr. Thomas. I was getting to that. You see, you two have a rare kind of love, only visible in two people that would die for each other willingly." "But wouldn't all couples do that for each other?" Hermione asked. Dumbledore sighed. "You see, they only think that they will, but most don't believe it, like you two do. That kind of love that lasts forever, even if one of the lovers is dead, is the meaning of pure, true love that never dies. That kind of love could take over the world if it were to convert to evil-." "& that's what Voldemort wanted," Dean interrupted. Dumbledore chuckled. "That's right Mr. Thomas. You see, when you saw Ms. Granger lying on the floor, killed by pure evil, a eruption of power came out of you. That turned your tears into a power that could bring the one you loved the most in the world back to life. Usually the two lovers are enveloped in the light of their true colors combining, which, for you two, would be bright white & bronze."
Hermione let everything sink into her head. She couldn't believe that she & Dean where one of the only ones in the world with undying love. She always thought her friends were that way, but maybe they weren't. 'Well, I don't know that for sure,' she thought to herself. "Professor, I don't want to be rude, but how did Ron defeat Voldemort?" "Well," Dumbledore pondered, "When he found you 'dead' in front of him, a new source of power ran through his blood. He always had it, just like any wizard, but it only shines when it has a reason to shine. He was in agony when he saw you dead & wanted to kill the person who killed you, so he grabbed as much power that he had & shot it at Voldemort. He wouldn't have defeated him if it weren't for his hidden power. Mr. Thomas, do you remember what color ball his power force was?" Dean was silent for a minute, then responded, "I think it was red & orange." The twinkle brightened in Dumbledore's eyes as he smiled. "Just as I thought, a fire element." "Excuse me Professor, but what are you talking about?" Hermione asked. "You see, the power is a universal power. Mr. Weasly is fire, & so is the rest of his family. That's why they all have red hair-." Hermione finally understood the hair color. "& Mr. Potter is lightening, since the scar he received was a lightening bolt. You, Ms. Granger, are angel-." "What do you mean angel?" she asked, shocked. He smiled a knowing smile. "You will have to figure that out on your own. & you, Mr. Thomas, are sunlight. That's why you have suns in your room." "Does everyone have a universal power?" Dean asked, quite curious. "Of course, but only the few see their power. After they see it, they can perfect it." Hermione started to understand, but had a quite a few questions on her mind. "Did all of us, I mean, our friends, discover their power? & how can we build onto it?" Dumbledore's usual twinkle brightened greatly. "Yes, Ms. Patil, Ms. Patil, Mr. Finnigan, Mr. Longbottom, Ms. Brown, & Ms. Weasly have discovered their powers. Both of the Patils have flowers *'Flower power', Hermione chuckled to herself*, Mr. Finnigan nature, Mr. Longbottom water, Ms. Brown rain, & Ms. Weasly has the most peculiar power of all." "What is it?" they both asked at the same time. "Stars."
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Dean kept pondering on what Dumbledore had told them. He never heard of a universal power. It looked as though Hermione hadn't either, but she understood it more than he did. Dumbledore had told them in order to bring their power into full strength, he would have all of them come to Hogwarts over break for two months, letting them have June to their selves. He couldn't wait to see the look on his friends' faces when they told them what Dumbledore said. "Dean?" Hermione asked suddenly, stopping Dean in his tracks. "Yes?" "Would you die for me?" He was shocked at her question. There happened to be a bench nearby, so he walked Hermione over to it & he sat down. "Of course I would 'Mione. Why would you think I wouldn't?" "Remember what he told us about some people thinking they have undying love, but not having it?" "Yes." "Well, I didn't want it to all be a joke to me because....I really do love you." "Oh Hermione! You shouldn't doubt it. Of course I would love you until I died & went with you to heaven. That power wouldn't have happened if I didn't mean it." He was now standing in front of her, taking a hold of her hands. They were so warm & comforting. She smiled brightly up at him. They soon started walking towards their room again. As they were in front of the door, Hermione turned & smiled brightly up at him & whispered, "I think I know why my universal power is angel." "Why is that my love?" She stood up, breaking the gap in between them. "Because angels don't die without their love."
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Soon enough, everyone got back onto the cruise ship headed for home. It was getting cut short since the attack of Voldemort; dead bodies & mourning needed to be in place, but also celebration. Hermione was glad she wasn't one of the dead, but felt guilty for the people who died since she, too, should have died along with them. One night, she & Dean found Dumbledore talking to McGonagall by the club where it all happened: good memories, & bad. He must have saw them, since he waved them over to join him & McGonagall. Dean & Hermione took the cushioned chairs in front of Dumbledore. "Professor, we have something to ask you," Dean said, straight- forward. "If you would excuse us Minevera," Dumbledore asked kindly. She quietly got up & walked over to Professor Sprout, who was talking to a professor from Beaubaxtons. "What is it that you two would like to ask me?" Dumbledore asked, the usual twinkle in his eyes. Hermione started. "Well, when we were in the cave, I jumped in front of Ron to save him from Voldemort's curse that 'killed' me, but then I came back to life." "That is indeed a difficult question. Maybe I should start from the beginning." He paused, letting this all sink in.
'From the beginning? What is he talking about?' she asked herself, waiting for Dumbledore to start again. "Did Harry ever tell you how he survived Voldemort's curse when he was a baby?" They both shook their heads 'no'. "Well, it was because of love. His mother, Lily Potter, risked her life to protect him, & ended up dying for him. A sort of power that seeped inside his skin protected him from true evil & hatred; it's the one deadly enemy of those two." "What does that have to do with us? & what did Voldemort mean when he said 'Give me the power'?" Dean rambled out. "Paceintence Mr. Thomas. I was getting to that. You see, you two have a rare kind of love, only visible in two people that would die for each other willingly." "But wouldn't all couples do that for each other?" Hermione asked. Dumbledore sighed. "You see, they only think that they will, but most don't believe it, like you two do. That kind of love that lasts forever, even if one of the lovers is dead, is the meaning of pure, true love that never dies. That kind of love could take over the world if it were to convert to evil-." "& that's what Voldemort wanted," Dean interrupted. Dumbledore chuckled. "That's right Mr. Thomas. You see, when you saw Ms. Granger lying on the floor, killed by pure evil, a eruption of power came out of you. That turned your tears into a power that could bring the one you loved the most in the world back to life. Usually the two lovers are enveloped in the light of their true colors combining, which, for you two, would be bright white & bronze."
Hermione let everything sink into her head. She couldn't believe that she & Dean where one of the only ones in the world with undying love. She always thought her friends were that way, but maybe they weren't. 'Well, I don't know that for sure,' she thought to herself. "Professor, I don't want to be rude, but how did Ron defeat Voldemort?" "Well," Dumbledore pondered, "When he found you 'dead' in front of him, a new source of power ran through his blood. He always had it, just like any wizard, but it only shines when it has a reason to shine. He was in agony when he saw you dead & wanted to kill the person who killed you, so he grabbed as much power that he had & shot it at Voldemort. He wouldn't have defeated him if it weren't for his hidden power. Mr. Thomas, do you remember what color ball his power force was?" Dean was silent for a minute, then responded, "I think it was red & orange." The twinkle brightened in Dumbledore's eyes as he smiled. "Just as I thought, a fire element." "Excuse me Professor, but what are you talking about?" Hermione asked. "You see, the power is a universal power. Mr. Weasly is fire, & so is the rest of his family. That's why they all have red hair-." Hermione finally understood the hair color. "& Mr. Potter is lightening, since the scar he received was a lightening bolt. You, Ms. Granger, are angel-." "What do you mean angel?" she asked, shocked. He smiled a knowing smile. "You will have to figure that out on your own. & you, Mr. Thomas, are sunlight. That's why you have suns in your room." "Does everyone have a universal power?" Dean asked, quite curious. "Of course, but only the few see their power. After they see it, they can perfect it." Hermione started to understand, but had a quite a few questions on her mind. "Did all of us, I mean, our friends, discover their power? & how can we build onto it?" Dumbledore's usual twinkle brightened greatly. "Yes, Ms. Patil, Ms. Patil, Mr. Finnigan, Mr. Longbottom, Ms. Brown, & Ms. Weasly have discovered their powers. Both of the Patils have flowers *'Flower power', Hermione chuckled to herself*, Mr. Finnigan nature, Mr. Longbottom water, Ms. Brown rain, & Ms. Weasly has the most peculiar power of all." "What is it?" they both asked at the same time. "Stars."
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Dean kept pondering on what Dumbledore had told them. He never heard of a universal power. It looked as though Hermione hadn't either, but she understood it more than he did. Dumbledore had told them in order to bring their power into full strength, he would have all of them come to Hogwarts over break for two months, letting them have June to their selves. He couldn't wait to see the look on his friends' faces when they told them what Dumbledore said. "Dean?" Hermione asked suddenly, stopping Dean in his tracks. "Yes?" "Would you die for me?" He was shocked at her question. There happened to be a bench nearby, so he walked Hermione over to it & he sat down. "Of course I would 'Mione. Why would you think I wouldn't?" "Remember what he told us about some people thinking they have undying love, but not having it?" "Yes." "Well, I didn't want it to all be a joke to me because....I really do love you." "Oh Hermione! You shouldn't doubt it. Of course I would love you until I died & went with you to heaven. That power wouldn't have happened if I didn't mean it." He was now standing in front of her, taking a hold of her hands. They were so warm & comforting. She smiled brightly up at him. They soon started walking towards their room again. As they were in front of the door, Hermione turned & smiled brightly up at him & whispered, "I think I know why my universal power is angel." "Why is that my love?" She stood up, breaking the gap in between them. "Because angels don't die without their love."