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"Where's Harry, I thought he said that he'd be back for supper," Ron asked himself as he and Hermoine were walking towards the dining hall.
"Well as long as it was business for Dumbledore I'm sure everything's fine."
"Yeah, you're right, just like you always are." Ron trailed off as they walked into the hall, everyone was silent and Dumbledore was patiently standing, a vacant look in his eyes.
When it was clear that everyone was in the hall Dumbledore opened his mouth as if to speak and then closed it again as if deciding to keep whatever he was about to say a secret. After a few moments he opened his mouth again.
"I regret to inform you that the bodies of Harry Potter and Lord Voldermort were found in a previously unknown part of the Forbidden Forest. It appears that they inflicted the deadly Avada Kedavra curse on each other at exactly the same moment instantly killing them both. A memorial service will be held at the beginning of next year," Dumbledore spoke the words slowly as if he himself didn't believe them. No one noticed the tear that fell from his left eye and slowly rolled down his hollow cheek before it fell down onto his beard and slowly trickled towards the floor.
"But, no, it can't be! Harry's not dead!" Ron yelled, his eyes glowed with uncontainable rage.
"Maybe, maybe." Hermoine fainted and Neville caught her.
"We should take her back to the common room," Neville whispered.
"HE'S NOT DEAD!" Ron roared.
"Come one, let's go rest a while," Ginny tugged on her brother's sleeve.
When Hermoine had woken up and Ron had cooled down Neville and Ginny were joined by Luna.
"I can't believe it, it's wrong, it's sick, it's." Hermoine fainted again.
"Why can't the dumb chit just stay awake?" Ron growled as he looked at Hermoine.
"Come on now, you don't really mean that. Don't push us away, we're just as upset as you," Luna crooned in her singsong voice.
"No. you're. not!" Ron ran from the room.
"Denial is not going to get him anywhere," Luna sighed sadly.
"Well you can't blame him! One of his best friends just died!" Hermoine snapped as she sat up.
"You wouldn't be defending him if you'd heard what he said about you when you were out cold," Luna said quietly.
"What! What did he say?" Hermoine exclaimed.
"Never mind him, he's just upset," Ginny said as she sat down next to Hermoine on the couch.
"Yeah, you know how it is." Neville said quietly.
"No! I don't know how it is, explain it to me!" Hermoine screamed.
"Calm down, you're nearly as bad as Ron," Ginny said to Hermoine.
"I heard that," Ron moped from the boys' dormitory before blowing his nose.
"Where's Harry, I thought he said that he'd be back for supper," Ron asked himself as he and Hermoine were walking towards the dining hall.
"Well as long as it was business for Dumbledore I'm sure everything's fine."
"Yeah, you're right, just like you always are." Ron trailed off as they walked into the hall, everyone was silent and Dumbledore was patiently standing, a vacant look in his eyes.
When it was clear that everyone was in the hall Dumbledore opened his mouth as if to speak and then closed it again as if deciding to keep whatever he was about to say a secret. After a few moments he opened his mouth again.
"I regret to inform you that the bodies of Harry Potter and Lord Voldermort were found in a previously unknown part of the Forbidden Forest. It appears that they inflicted the deadly Avada Kedavra curse on each other at exactly the same moment instantly killing them both. A memorial service will be held at the beginning of next year," Dumbledore spoke the words slowly as if he himself didn't believe them. No one noticed the tear that fell from his left eye and slowly rolled down his hollow cheek before it fell down onto his beard and slowly trickled towards the floor.
"But, no, it can't be! Harry's not dead!" Ron yelled, his eyes glowed with uncontainable rage.
"Maybe, maybe." Hermoine fainted and Neville caught her.
"We should take her back to the common room," Neville whispered.
"HE'S NOT DEAD!" Ron roared.
"Come one, let's go rest a while," Ginny tugged on her brother's sleeve.
When Hermoine had woken up and Ron had cooled down Neville and Ginny were joined by Luna.
"I can't believe it, it's wrong, it's sick, it's." Hermoine fainted again.
"Why can't the dumb chit just stay awake?" Ron growled as he looked at Hermoine.
"Come on now, you don't really mean that. Don't push us away, we're just as upset as you," Luna crooned in her singsong voice.
"No. you're. not!" Ron ran from the room.
"Denial is not going to get him anywhere," Luna sighed sadly.
"Well you can't blame him! One of his best friends just died!" Hermoine snapped as she sat up.
"You wouldn't be defending him if you'd heard what he said about you when you were out cold," Luna said quietly.
"What! What did he say?" Hermoine exclaimed.
"Never mind him, he's just upset," Ginny said as she sat down next to Hermoine on the couch.
"Yeah, you know how it is." Neville said quietly.
"No! I don't know how it is, explain it to me!" Hermoine screamed.
"Calm down, you're nearly as bad as Ron," Ginny said to Hermoine.
"I heard that," Ron moped from the boys' dormitory before blowing his nose.
