Author's Note: 17 days till book five!
Disclaimer: All belongs to J.K. Rowling
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Chapter 8: The End
"Hermione! Ron! What's happened. Did Voldemort attack you? Are you okay?" screamed Harry, as he ran out of the trees.
"Harry, get back, get back, it's a trap! Harry, please get back!" Hermione wailed.
"Not without you two," Harry asserted bravely.
But it was too late, to help himself or his friends. Voldemort had already twirled a glob of rope around Harry before he could pull out his wand.
"Why, hello, Potter. Come for a little game playing I see. How very delightful," grinned Voldemort. "Let's just let you all hang around for awhile before I finish you off. Suffering is the only way to go." And with a swish of his wand, Voldemort had sent the ropes flying into the air and onto a tree, pulling the dangling Harry into the air.
As Voldemort began to inch away, Harry struggled to grab his wand from inside his pocket. "I got it," he whispered.
"Oh.wait a minute.give it here Potter," Voldemort laughed as he pointed his own wand at Harry's and sent it crashing down to the ground. "So sorry, but I don't want any funny business you see. I guess since you're in such a rush to get out of here Potter, I'll let you wait the longest. Let me start with your friends then."
The night had come and there was a new moon casting over the black forest, making it even darker than usual. "Lumus," commanded Voldemort, and his wand obeyed.
"Say goodbye to them Potter, I'm sure you won't see them again," smiled Voldemort.
Hermione began to weep into Ron's shirt. "It's okay, Hermione," Ron whispered, grasping her and glancing at Harry, who was looking up at the trees.
"Harry, I'm.I'm.so sorry," cried Hermione.
"Oh, Hermione please, it wasn't your fault," said Harry.
"I'm not talking about this.."
"I know what you're talking about." replied Harry, who was still avoiding her stare.
Voldemort aimed his wand, "Okay, enough chit chat.Eparaevaneska!!!"
But before the sparks could fly toward Hermione and Ron, a large mound fell in front of Voldemort's spell and landed with a thud on the ground. Flashes of blood red spurted out from Voldemort's wand and from the ground. The black of night and the blood red swirled into a spiral, consuming Voldemort. The earth appeared to twirl as did the colors, and with a blink of Ron's eye there was a yellow flash and "puff" the darkness returned.
Hermione and Ron sat shaking in silence for a few moments. There eyes wandered excitedly from blackness to blackness. No where was there any moment, sound, or light. Suddenly, Ron's hand brushed against what felt like a stick on the ground. It turned out to be Harry's wand which Ron seized and untangled the ropes around himself and Hermione. Pulling Hermione up next to him, Ron began to inch forward. "What was that thing that fell?" he ponder.
"Smack!"
Ron had stumbled to the ground, pulling Hermione, who was still entangled in the ropes, down with him. "Lumus," he roared at the wand.
"Hermione." came a voice from underneath Ron.
"Harry!" screamed Ron. "Harry! Harry! Can you hear me Harry! Please speak to me!"
"Hermione." strained Harry's voice.
"I'm here.right here.Harry." whimpered Hermione.
"You've got to listen to me.Hermione. We wouldn't have worked out. It was not meant to be."
"What are you talking about?" questioned Hermione.
"Us," answered Harry, with a hauntingly low voice. "I was listening before to what Ron said to you and I believe that he truly cares for you. He has truly cared for a long time, I was just too jealously blind to see it, because I thought you liked him too, until.until you said yes to me."
"Oh, Harry!" sobbed Hermione.
"Harry.I'm so sorry," said Ron suddenly, his blue eyes staring down. "I should have told you sooner and not have jeopardized our friendship."
"Apology accepted, only if you accept my apology," smiled Harry.
"You have nothing to apologize for. You just saved our lives. You have always saved us when we were in trouble, Harry. How did you escape from the ropes?"
"I asked a snake to chew me out," Harry laughed weakly.
"Harry.does it hurt awful bad? I need to run and get help." Hermione said, heart aching.
"No.please stay with me.I need you two.I've always needed you two.but now that you have found each other, all will be well," Harry's voice began to die down. "You two make a fantastic couple. I've seen you grow up together and well, you two just fit," Harry said, eyes diverting from the sky and staring in their direction. "I..I.love you both." Harry's green eyes lost their glimmer at that moment and he stared up into the darkness for one last look. He was gone.
~Years Later~
"Hermione! He's beautiful. The most beautiful thing I've ever seen, besides you of course." Ron chuckled, kissing his wife. "I'm so proud of you!"
"Our parents are here," smiled Hermione, who was lying in a hospital bed.
"Oh.congratulations you two! He even has red hair!" cried Mrs. Weasley.
"Oh, mom, there's nothing to cry about," Ron said, hugging his mom.
"What did you name him?" asked Mrs. Granger.
"Harry," said husband and wife together with two big grins.
Harry Potter's tragic tail turned from memory into legend. However, the two who new him the best and their families would always keep him in their hearts.
Author's Note: The End!
Disclaimer: All belongs to J.K. Rowling
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Chapter 8: The End
"Hermione! Ron! What's happened. Did Voldemort attack you? Are you okay?" screamed Harry, as he ran out of the trees.
"Harry, get back, get back, it's a trap! Harry, please get back!" Hermione wailed.
"Not without you two," Harry asserted bravely.
But it was too late, to help himself or his friends. Voldemort had already twirled a glob of rope around Harry before he could pull out his wand.
"Why, hello, Potter. Come for a little game playing I see. How very delightful," grinned Voldemort. "Let's just let you all hang around for awhile before I finish you off. Suffering is the only way to go." And with a swish of his wand, Voldemort had sent the ropes flying into the air and onto a tree, pulling the dangling Harry into the air.
As Voldemort began to inch away, Harry struggled to grab his wand from inside his pocket. "I got it," he whispered.
"Oh.wait a minute.give it here Potter," Voldemort laughed as he pointed his own wand at Harry's and sent it crashing down to the ground. "So sorry, but I don't want any funny business you see. I guess since you're in such a rush to get out of here Potter, I'll let you wait the longest. Let me start with your friends then."
The night had come and there was a new moon casting over the black forest, making it even darker than usual. "Lumus," commanded Voldemort, and his wand obeyed.
"Say goodbye to them Potter, I'm sure you won't see them again," smiled Voldemort.
Hermione began to weep into Ron's shirt. "It's okay, Hermione," Ron whispered, grasping her and glancing at Harry, who was looking up at the trees.
"Harry, I'm.I'm.so sorry," cried Hermione.
"Oh, Hermione please, it wasn't your fault," said Harry.
"I'm not talking about this.."
"I know what you're talking about." replied Harry, who was still avoiding her stare.
Voldemort aimed his wand, "Okay, enough chit chat.Eparaevaneska!!!"
But before the sparks could fly toward Hermione and Ron, a large mound fell in front of Voldemort's spell and landed with a thud on the ground. Flashes of blood red spurted out from Voldemort's wand and from the ground. The black of night and the blood red swirled into a spiral, consuming Voldemort. The earth appeared to twirl as did the colors, and with a blink of Ron's eye there was a yellow flash and "puff" the darkness returned.
Hermione and Ron sat shaking in silence for a few moments. There eyes wandered excitedly from blackness to blackness. No where was there any moment, sound, or light. Suddenly, Ron's hand brushed against what felt like a stick on the ground. It turned out to be Harry's wand which Ron seized and untangled the ropes around himself and Hermione. Pulling Hermione up next to him, Ron began to inch forward. "What was that thing that fell?" he ponder.
"Smack!"
Ron had stumbled to the ground, pulling Hermione, who was still entangled in the ropes, down with him. "Lumus," he roared at the wand.
"Hermione." came a voice from underneath Ron.
"Harry!" screamed Ron. "Harry! Harry! Can you hear me Harry! Please speak to me!"
"Hermione." strained Harry's voice.
"I'm here.right here.Harry." whimpered Hermione.
"You've got to listen to me.Hermione. We wouldn't have worked out. It was not meant to be."
"What are you talking about?" questioned Hermione.
"Us," answered Harry, with a hauntingly low voice. "I was listening before to what Ron said to you and I believe that he truly cares for you. He has truly cared for a long time, I was just too jealously blind to see it, because I thought you liked him too, until.until you said yes to me."
"Oh, Harry!" sobbed Hermione.
"Harry.I'm so sorry," said Ron suddenly, his blue eyes staring down. "I should have told you sooner and not have jeopardized our friendship."
"Apology accepted, only if you accept my apology," smiled Harry.
"You have nothing to apologize for. You just saved our lives. You have always saved us when we were in trouble, Harry. How did you escape from the ropes?"
"I asked a snake to chew me out," Harry laughed weakly.
"Harry.does it hurt awful bad? I need to run and get help." Hermione said, heart aching.
"No.please stay with me.I need you two.I've always needed you two.but now that you have found each other, all will be well," Harry's voice began to die down. "You two make a fantastic couple. I've seen you grow up together and well, you two just fit," Harry said, eyes diverting from the sky and staring in their direction. "I..I.love you both." Harry's green eyes lost their glimmer at that moment and he stared up into the darkness for one last look. He was gone.
~Years Later~
"Hermione! He's beautiful. The most beautiful thing I've ever seen, besides you of course." Ron chuckled, kissing his wife. "I'm so proud of you!"
"Our parents are here," smiled Hermione, who was lying in a hospital bed.
"Oh.congratulations you two! He even has red hair!" cried Mrs. Weasley.
"Oh, mom, there's nothing to cry about," Ron said, hugging his mom.
"What did you name him?" asked Mrs. Granger.
"Harry," said husband and wife together with two big grins.
Harry Potter's tragic tail turned from memory into legend. However, the two who new him the best and their families would always keep him in their hearts.
Author's Note: The End!
