Author's Note-
This was a very hard chapter to write. As you know, I killed two people in the last chapter... This was
the hardest chapter to compose, explain, and think of... and all I have to say is– I hope you enjoy and
understand! I almost cried as I wrote this hehe
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Chapter TWENTY-FIVE
The Only Other One That Ever Lived
Ron and Percy Weasley were dead... or so everyone thought. Lupin was bent over Ron in
astonishment, as Ron started to blink.
"Oh my god," Lupin said in a raspy voice.
Harry was struggling to no end, losing his breath. He decided that he would need to do
whatever he had to, to get down.
He started to kick his legs back and forth, and finally, he hit Voldemort right in the stomach,
hard as can be, making him fall down, and lose grip of Harry.
"THIS WAY!" Dumbledore shouted and began to run slowly to the exit in the back of the Great
Hall. Tonks punched her dueler and took off as Mad-Eye followed.
Harry, Hermione, and Ginny grabbed Lupin.
"It's too late!" Harry yelled, taking a last look at his friend.
"Harry– he's blinking AND breathing..." Lupin explained. "Be right back, Ron," he said to Ron's
body and took off running as Voldemort got up.
McGonagall and Snape had already reached the exit with Dumbledore... the other four trailing
behind them, Lupin in the lead.
Voldemort pointed his wand at himself, and apparated just as every adult got through the
door.
"Kilapito!" Voldemort shouted at the exit, and it turned to stone... everyone was on the other
side, including Voldemort.
Three Death Eaters were advancing on them.
"Show them what pain is," Ginny yelled. Harry ran at the one Tonks had punched.
"IMPEDIMENTA! IMPEDIMENTA! IMPEDIMENTA!"
The man flew right through the wall and into the courtyard, where he laid in a heap of snow,
blood surrounding him.
"REMINGTON!" Hermione shouted at another Death Eater. His eyes burst into flames as she
shrieked in agony.
"How did you know that one!?" Harry yelled as he elbowed another Death Eater in the back.
"Lupin taught me it!"
"You'll never win, you fucking kids!" the Death Eater exclaimed and smacked Ginny across the
face. She fell to the ground, blood flowing from ger mouth.
"You bastard!" she screamed and kicked him in the ankle. You could hear his bone crack, as
he collapsed, a white hard structure sticking out the back of his leg.
All five Death Eaters were either dead or unconscience. Harry rushed over to Ron, followed by
Hermione and Ginny.
"Ron?" Harry said outloud.
He was in fact breathing... but then, something amazing happened.
Ron's body started to shake uncontrollably. Harry backed away, beckoning Hermione and
Ginny to do so, also.
Ron was shaking so vividly, that his body was leaping two feet off the ground at times.
"What is happening?" Hermione yelled in fear.
Suddenly, a green light burst through Ron's open mouth. Ginny screamed through all the
noise.
The green light shot up into the ceiling, sending parts of the roof down atop them.
Professor Trelawney hurried out of the back room, her face looking anxious. "IT'S
HAPPENING!" she shrieked.
"WHAT IS!?" Harry yelled back as dust and drywall fell atop their heads.
Suddenly, the commotion stopped. Professor Trelawney rushed over to them, her shawl
flowing behind her.
Ron was coughing... He brought his hand up and put it to his mouth. Professor Trelawney got
down on her knees.
"Cough it up... there you go," she said.
Ron bent over and blood flowed out of his mouth.
Harry, aghast, bent down also. There was only one thing he was thinking at that moment–
"How did he live?" Harry asked.
Ron looked up at Harry, his hair ruffled and full of rubble.
"I didn't think it could happen... I got a vision this morning. A vision that said one more
person would live. I get these things randomly. I never thought they were true," Professor Trelawney
said ghostly.
"What do you mean?" Hermione asked aloud.
"It was Voldemort. His spell went wrong. Harry lived because of the love his mother had for
him... the way she defended him before she died. Percy said 'no' to killing his brother. Then he said
he was sorry– and that is love. Voldemort's spell would not have gone wrong, if he wasn't fully
concentrating. He was thinking of something else."
"So wait–" Ginny piped up. "My brother lived because Percy loved hm dearly... just like he
loved the rest of the family? Then why do so many people die from this curse? You just need someone
to love you!"
"No," Professor Trelawney began. "It has to be at that moment... someone must be there for
you and defend and love you at the same time... no one ever had that all in the two seconds it takes
to say the curse and kill someone."
"Is there a scar?" Harry asked.
Professor Trelawney's eyes widened. She placed a hand underneath Ron's hair on his
forehead, and lifted it up.
There was nothing.
Then Harry pointed at Ron's hand. Ginny scooted over to get a better look.
"There's a lightning bolt on his hand," Harry said simply.
Ron's eyes darted to his hand... and he finally spoke.
"What was the last contact you had with your brother?" Professor Trelawney asked Ron.
"He shook my hand that day at the Ministry," Ron muttered. "I feel sick..."
"Harry... did your mom kiss you on the forehead as she died?" Professor Trelawney turned on
him to ask.
"I have no idea. I was a baby!" Harry replied.
"That's probably what happened. The last place the person who loves you ever touched you...
is where you get a scar. Voldemort's spell did not back-fire though. He is too powerful I am betting.
Voldemort was obviously thinking about how he had killed Harry's parents when he killed Harry...
that's why it back-fired. He might have been thinking about Percy when he tried to kill you, Ron–"
Professor Trelawney explained.
"Then why did the spell come out of his mouth?" Hermione asked.
"Maybe it was a revival? All of this stuff I have said are all thoughts and predictions anyhow.
So I would have no idea..." Professor Trelawney guessed.
"Let me see Percy," Ron said weakly. Harry helped Ron up and put an arm around him to walk
him over to Percy's body.
"Thank you," Ron said to his brother, who was at rest and still alive, even though his soul was
gone.
"We must get everyone out of here," Professor Trelawney said. "SPROUT! GET THE STUDENTS
AND FOLLOW ME!" she screamed. Next thing they all knew, kids were running out of the back room in
gowns and suits looking, in awe, at the damage around them. The fallen Christmas trees... the broken
stage.
There was food all over the ground by the food table. Debris was all over the ground and
there was the body of a dead boy on the ground... the one that had been flown into the ceiling. The
little girl who had accompanying him was crying over his torso.
Ron bent down and hugged his brother gently. "Perce..." he croaked. "We will kill him for
you... you lost your life in your effort to save mine... I forgive you Perce... I forgive you."
This was a very hard chapter to write. As you know, I killed two people in the last chapter... This was
the hardest chapter to compose, explain, and think of... and all I have to say is– I hope you enjoy and
understand! I almost cried as I wrote this hehe
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Chapter TWENTY-FIVE
The Only Other One That Ever Lived
Ron and Percy Weasley were dead... or so everyone thought. Lupin was bent over Ron in
astonishment, as Ron started to blink.
"Oh my god," Lupin said in a raspy voice.
Harry was struggling to no end, losing his breath. He decided that he would need to do
whatever he had to, to get down.
He started to kick his legs back and forth, and finally, he hit Voldemort right in the stomach,
hard as can be, making him fall down, and lose grip of Harry.
"THIS WAY!" Dumbledore shouted and began to run slowly to the exit in the back of the Great
Hall. Tonks punched her dueler and took off as Mad-Eye followed.
Harry, Hermione, and Ginny grabbed Lupin.
"It's too late!" Harry yelled, taking a last look at his friend.
"Harry– he's blinking AND breathing..." Lupin explained. "Be right back, Ron," he said to Ron's
body and took off running as Voldemort got up.
McGonagall and Snape had already reached the exit with Dumbledore... the other four trailing
behind them, Lupin in the lead.
Voldemort pointed his wand at himself, and apparated just as every adult got through the
door.
"Kilapito!" Voldemort shouted at the exit, and it turned to stone... everyone was on the other
side, including Voldemort.
Three Death Eaters were advancing on them.
"Show them what pain is," Ginny yelled. Harry ran at the one Tonks had punched.
"IMPEDIMENTA! IMPEDIMENTA! IMPEDIMENTA!"
The man flew right through the wall and into the courtyard, where he laid in a heap of snow,
blood surrounding him.
"REMINGTON!" Hermione shouted at another Death Eater. His eyes burst into flames as she
shrieked in agony.
"How did you know that one!?" Harry yelled as he elbowed another Death Eater in the back.
"Lupin taught me it!"
"You'll never win, you fucking kids!" the Death Eater exclaimed and smacked Ginny across the
face. She fell to the ground, blood flowing from ger mouth.
"You bastard!" she screamed and kicked him in the ankle. You could hear his bone crack, as
he collapsed, a white hard structure sticking out the back of his leg.
All five Death Eaters were either dead or unconscience. Harry rushed over to Ron, followed by
Hermione and Ginny.
"Ron?" Harry said outloud.
He was in fact breathing... but then, something amazing happened.
Ron's body started to shake uncontrollably. Harry backed away, beckoning Hermione and
Ginny to do so, also.
Ron was shaking so vividly, that his body was leaping two feet off the ground at times.
"What is happening?" Hermione yelled in fear.
Suddenly, a green light burst through Ron's open mouth. Ginny screamed through all the
noise.
The green light shot up into the ceiling, sending parts of the roof down atop them.
Professor Trelawney hurried out of the back room, her face looking anxious. "IT'S
HAPPENING!" she shrieked.
"WHAT IS!?" Harry yelled back as dust and drywall fell atop their heads.
Suddenly, the commotion stopped. Professor Trelawney rushed over to them, her shawl
flowing behind her.
Ron was coughing... He brought his hand up and put it to his mouth. Professor Trelawney got
down on her knees.
"Cough it up... there you go," she said.
Ron bent over and blood flowed out of his mouth.
Harry, aghast, bent down also. There was only one thing he was thinking at that moment–
"How did he live?" Harry asked.
Ron looked up at Harry, his hair ruffled and full of rubble.
"I didn't think it could happen... I got a vision this morning. A vision that said one more
person would live. I get these things randomly. I never thought they were true," Professor Trelawney
said ghostly.
"What do you mean?" Hermione asked aloud.
"It was Voldemort. His spell went wrong. Harry lived because of the love his mother had for
him... the way she defended him before she died. Percy said 'no' to killing his brother. Then he said
he was sorry– and that is love. Voldemort's spell would not have gone wrong, if he wasn't fully
concentrating. He was thinking of something else."
"So wait–" Ginny piped up. "My brother lived because Percy loved hm dearly... just like he
loved the rest of the family? Then why do so many people die from this curse? You just need someone
to love you!"
"No," Professor Trelawney began. "It has to be at that moment... someone must be there for
you and defend and love you at the same time... no one ever had that all in the two seconds it takes
to say the curse and kill someone."
"Is there a scar?" Harry asked.
Professor Trelawney's eyes widened. She placed a hand underneath Ron's hair on his
forehead, and lifted it up.
There was nothing.
Then Harry pointed at Ron's hand. Ginny scooted over to get a better look.
"There's a lightning bolt on his hand," Harry said simply.
Ron's eyes darted to his hand... and he finally spoke.
"What was the last contact you had with your brother?" Professor Trelawney asked Ron.
"He shook my hand that day at the Ministry," Ron muttered. "I feel sick..."
"Harry... did your mom kiss you on the forehead as she died?" Professor Trelawney turned on
him to ask.
"I have no idea. I was a baby!" Harry replied.
"That's probably what happened. The last place the person who loves you ever touched you...
is where you get a scar. Voldemort's spell did not back-fire though. He is too powerful I am betting.
Voldemort was obviously thinking about how he had killed Harry's parents when he killed Harry...
that's why it back-fired. He might have been thinking about Percy when he tried to kill you, Ron–"
Professor Trelawney explained.
"Then why did the spell come out of his mouth?" Hermione asked.
"Maybe it was a revival? All of this stuff I have said are all thoughts and predictions anyhow.
So I would have no idea..." Professor Trelawney guessed.
"Let me see Percy," Ron said weakly. Harry helped Ron up and put an arm around him to walk
him over to Percy's body.
"Thank you," Ron said to his brother, who was at rest and still alive, even though his soul was
gone.
"We must get everyone out of here," Professor Trelawney said. "SPROUT! GET THE STUDENTS
AND FOLLOW ME!" she screamed. Next thing they all knew, kids were running out of the back room in
gowns and suits looking, in awe, at the damage around them. The fallen Christmas trees... the broken
stage.
There was food all over the ground by the food table. Debris was all over the ground and
there was the body of a dead boy on the ground... the one that had been flown into the ceiling. The
little girl who had accompanying him was crying over his torso.
Ron bent down and hugged his brother gently. "Perce..." he croaked. "We will kill him for
you... you lost your life in your effort to save mine... I forgive you Perce... I forgive you."