The Coma Curse:

Epilogue

Disclaimer: As always, I don't own Harry… JKR does… And I think Harry wouldn't like me to own him… I killed him! ::Evil laughter::

Nicky: I understand what you meant; I know James doesn't really has a real role in the story. The only reason he was brought back was because I like stories where James is back. Don't get me wrong, I should have written another kind of summary but if I did so, the plot would have to be told – I wanted a surprise. I'm sorry the story didn't live to your expectations, but it did to mine. I like the way the story ended up, I write for myself, not for the others wishes. If you wish to read a James-is-alive Fanfic, I advise you to read Prongs' A New Beginning. It's an awesome story! One of the bests, and one of my favourites! ^.~! Again, I'm sorry…

Avlyn: I read your new chapter… I have only two things to say… Thanks and, more importantly, UPDATE!

Dadaiiro: Yeah… I was sad… But strangely enough it was the chapter I enjoyed to write the most! I like sad endings…

StarWars-Freak: Thanks!

Candie: Well… I'm glad you liked last chapter ^^… I'm writing the sequel already… But I'm not sure when I'll post it, I want to finish it first (or at least write half of the story…!).

**iceangel**: I'm writing the sequel already, don't worry!

Toria: Are you the same Toria that wrote In The Movies? OH MY GOD! Anyway, I'm writing the sequel already… I hope you like it! ^.~!

princess55: Yes, I killed him. ::Smiles evilly:: I feel all powerful now! And about the sequel… ::Grins:: Don't worry, I know exactly how to make it… Even with Harry's death… ::Smiles mysteriously::

Slone: I'm glad you agree with the ending! I think you and my Beta were the only ones who did so! ^_^! I hope JK Rowling thinks about this too! And don't worry, the sequel is coming soon…

Blueberrie: How could I kill Harry? ::Looks down guiltily:: I dunno… Did you know I've had nightmares because of it? ::Eyes start to become watery:: I think my dark side took over me… I'm scared… ::Cries:: What should I do?! ::Wails::

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Ron and Hermione woke up the next morning, to find a letter on their night table. Both letters said the same things. Harry had died. They ran to Dumbledore's Office, trying to convince themselves it was some kind of a joke Harry had played on them. Their hopes were crushed by the sight they found in the office.

The Marauders were crying. They too had received a letter each. One different from the other, but all with the same meaning.

Dumbledore looked very sad as well – but he did not look surprised. The old wizard, they knew, was very close to omniscient and probably knew about this already. Dumbledore sighed and looked to Ron and Hermione, motioning them to sit down. His gaze held no twinkle as he looked around the occupants of the room.

"As you already know by now," he said softly. "Harry's dead."

Sirius looked at him, his anger showed clearly over his face. "It's all you fault!" He said, crying. "If you hadn't told him what he was… If you hadn't let him do it…" He didn't finish; he started to sob, hysterically.

James tried to calm Sirius down, putting a hand on his shoulder and pulling him to a chair. "It wasn't his fault, Sirius… It was mine…" He looked down, feeling guilty. "If had been a better father… He would have talked to me and none of this would happen…"

"No, James…"

"Stop it, you two!" Dumbledore said angrily. "It was no one's fault! James," He turned to James. "You couldn't have done anything as you didn't know about anything! And Sirius, I'm sorry if you feel like it was my fault, it probably was, but get in my place, what would you have done? Yes, Harry could have lived, but how much? A few years? Until he left Hogwarts and Voldemort found him helpless?"

Sirius looked down. "I'm sorry, Albus… It's just…"

Dumbledore looked at Sirius in pity, he didn't blame the animagus for accusing him. He knew Harry and him had been very close. He hoped Sirius wouldn't try to do something stupid such as trying to kill himself. The old wizard knew it was very well likely for him to try to do it. Not that he could blame him, Harry had been the reason of Sirius' life, after he escaped from Azkaban. He could remember very clearly his reaction when Harry's name was put on the Goblet of Fire last term. He'd been furious; asking him who'd put his name there, if there was any way to cancel it…

The old Headmaster knew also he would miss his pupil greatly. And that Dumbledore would blame himself for Harry's death. After all, he had given Harry his blessing. But there was nothing else he could have done, he reasoned, it was a tough decision. Or Harry lived and the world was destroyed; for he knew it would be if Harry hadn't done this, or Harry died destroying Voldemort. There had been no other way.

Times like this, Dumbledore wondered how Harry managed to survive in Gryffindor. It was clear the Mage had been thinking about this for a while, and with a calculation worth of a cold Slytherin.

Then again, Dumbledore reasoned. Harry was a Slytherin. And it was a good thing, from a certain point of view. Dumbledore knew that not all Slytherins were evil and that certainly not all Gryffindors were good. Snape and Pettigrew were live examples.

He looked at Ron and Hermione; they hadn't said anything at all. He wondered what they were thinking… He knew that when Harry found out he was a Mage they had stopped talking to each other. Did they feel guilty?

  His musings were stopped by a sob Sirius gave. Remus put his arms around his friend. He couldn't do it, Dumbledore decided. The old wizard kept remembering Harry's letter… That one paragraph…

"I don't want anyone to feel guilty. It was my choice – and my duty. Please, Master, take care of Remus, Sirius and Dad. I'm asking them to take care of you as well. I'll be free. Free of duties, free of fears… I'm gonna meet mum… Please, forgive me for this and don't blame yourself. I would have done this with or without your permission. We'll meet each other again, I'm sure. But this time, without worries, responsibilities… Free…"

Dumbledore looked at the others in the room. His gaze locked with Sirius'. He knew it too, though he would never admit it. Wherever Harry was now, he was free.

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The End.

What did you think? Please review and tell me! This story was beta'ed by: Lord of the Flame.

AN: I know many of you are wondering about the sequel. Well, I have started writing it already. I don't know when I'll post it. I really want to finish it before posting it (or at least, I want to write half of it). I wanted to know if you'd like me to send you an e-mail when I do so, if you want so, e-mail me. If you don't, e-mail me as well ^^, I love getting e-mails. ^.~!