Sarah: Hey thanks sis haha I liked your fanfic too just kind of short though but its all koo. I had to make Dumbledore die since you see Harry relied too much on him I needed to give him a new character. Harry is strong like yall think and all but eh he always got Dumbledore there and now that Lupin is gone where is his older support going to come from get my drift?

SilverWand13: Hey thanks for reading my story man that's dope.

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The Final Feast 1

Harry felt from his stomach that he was being pulled into it as if he was eating himself up, his head started spinning and the scenery started to change into diffrent colors like a rainbow. First it was blue, then red, and so forth. Harry felt sick the world was crumbling around him he felt as if all hope was lost...voices erupted into his brain voices screaming, images flashed before his head. He saw Ron he was rolling on the ground with his hands to his ears his red hair spilled across his face, he tried to grab Ron to wake him out of it to tell him your just dreaming but then he looked around and saw himself he was doing not much better his arms wrapped around a tree he was squeezing it hard that the bark cut into his skin n trickles of blood ran down his arms.

Then everything went pitch black, the voices stopped, the spinning stopped.

Harry looked into the darkness he looked and saw no light, he lifted his arm trying to see it...he saw nothing but darkness. He tried to open his mouth to yell but nothing came out from his voice, his arm shot to his throat and his throat felt two ice cold hands...his hands. He looked all around him but heard nothing and saw nothing...but wait, there was a light or is it a light? Maybe his eye's were playing tricks on him but no it can't be because it started to get closer and closer. First it was just a spec, then it grew to a dot, and now it was about the size of a galleon. Harry heard a song, he knew this song...but what was it. He looked and saw the dot grow bright red, he saw it rushing toward him lighting up the darkness, the darkness that had once enveloped him he know could feel warmth again. Harry listened again to the song....and then he knew.

"Fawkes," he breathed.

Then he saw Fawkes open his mouth and....and talk to him?

"Harry," the bird had said, and when he had said it, Harry's world seemed to shake. "Harry wake up."

Harry opened his eyes, where was he, who was yelling his name....

"Hermione?"

His vision started to clear and he saw a patch of red hair....oh my...it was Ginny. The little girl that has had a crush on dear old Harry Potter, The-Boy-Who-Lived and the one who was her brother's friends and she was just the little annoying, get in the way sister.

"No, its me Ginny." came her disappointed voice, Ginny had always thought that one day she and Harry could be together but who was she to be Harry Potters girl? The other girls he had ever shown any interest to was either popular, pretty, brainy, or all of them. At first Ginny thought Cho Chang would be it but then Hermione pushed through.

Harry didn't know what to say, but he didn't have to say anything since Ginny said something first.

"Hermione's over there helping up Jin"

Harry's eyes opened up now, Jin...her ex boyfriend? How could...what the...Harry was lost. Ginny smiled to herself, Hermione was in the hospital bed already she was knocked out cold, she just said that....she didn't know why she should feel guilty but she didn't.

As two Healers came over Ginny walked away from Harry and smiled she didn't know why but "A witches got to do what a witches got to do."

Harry didn't understand why Hermione went to help her ex boyfriend instead of him, what was that girl playing at...he was lost and confused with his emotions, but at the moment he was in no condition to think.

Harry woke up and felt to arms around him, holding him tight, he looked around the room was white and blurry he couldn't make anything out. But the smartest guess was that he was in a hospital wing, maybe Hogwarts. He felt the bed pressing against his wounded back, he could feel the bandages around his ribs, all the normal things in his many trips to the hospital wing when he was still at school.

The person holding him started stirring, he felt them squeeze him a little tighter.

"Finally woke up huh sleepy head"

It was Hermione, of all the times that Harry wished this could have happened at the moment he was feeling a mixture of emotions, he was angry, sad, lost, and other emotions that intertwined together.

"What's that matter Harry," as Hermione sat up in bed

"Nothing don't worry about it."

Hermione was worried, what was wrong with Harry. There had to be something bothering him a lot but what could it be? Was it...was it her?

"Harry.."

"Don't worry about it I said...its nothing!"

She put her hand on his shoulder. Harry jerked away. Harry could see on her face was full of hurt. Then what was his, that pain that he felt when Ginny told him that she was helping her ex boyfriend out.

Tears formed up in her eyes, why.....why is he pulling away, have I done something to lose his trust? I have been nothing but faithful and nothing but putting his needs above all others. Why.

Harry walked out of the room leaving her there all alone in the hospital room, his hands in his pockets the air conditioning blowing his untidy hair, his glasses in his pocket but yet even without them he felt as if he was no longer blind now he could see clearly....clearly to what a person is really like.

When Harry left Hermione crumbled to the floor of the room, her no longer curly hair straight fell onto her face, the tears splattering onto the tiled floor. As she half sat there weeping.

"Harry! Oh Harry my boy...Harry!"

He turned around, who was calling his name? He saw Colin Creevy come running toward him, ever since Colin heard that Harry had turned into a member of the Order of the Phoenix Colin decided to join the Order as well. But now that Colin didn't look at Harry in the Live-Story-Book-Hero Harry found out that Colin had his reason to be that way and now has his reasons to join the Order.

Harry thought back to when he confronted Colin about it, why was he always tagging along, why did he do this and that.

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Memory

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"Harry, Harry! Hey buddy how are you doing, where do you plan on going huh? Huh, common you know you can let me in on the fun can't you, I'm not a little kid anymore, i don't pester you like I used to common Harry please?"

Harry ears where splitting, his mind was reeling with pain of being agonized by this bloody idiot, it was driving him insane. He couldn't control his anger any longer. I am not going to be the Boy-Who-Lived I will not take it, who needs this fame, this attention....I don't want it. One more and I'll....

"Harr..."

Harry grabbed Colin by the shirt collar and lifted him up against the dungeon wall.

"Don't talk to me, leave me alone you idiot, can't you see your driving me insane. I'm not something for you to gawk at, I don't know you, I'm not your friend I just happen to be nice enough not to tell you this but you bloody hell better stay away from me you got it?"

Harry let go of Colin and walked off, Colin fell to the ground hard. His face was staring toward the ground. Before Harry could turn the corner Colin spoke.

"My friend's entire family was killed by You-Know-Who's supporters, he killed all of them except for her. She's in St. Mungos, she was imprisoned by the Cruciatus Curse until she lost her mind. This was eve after the war, but knowing that other family's won't end up like hers and other friendships wouldn't end up like ours I just wanted you to feel appreciated..."

Harry stopped, he turned his head around until he was at a 180 degree angle and he saw pearl drop tears slide from Colin's face. Hiding the sparkle blue from his eyes, so that's why.

Harry went over to Colin.

"You don't have to make me feel appreciated, I don't want that, and I don't deserve it...I'm just like any other normal average teenage wizard there is nothing more to it then that...I'm sorry Colin, I'm really sorry."

"No, No its okay Harry don't be it should be me that is sorry I shouldn't have done...I shouldn't have...if I knew that was how I made you feel and..."

"Are you two going to get out of this crummy dungeon or not," came Hermione's voice.

((Hermione's voice, a voice he used to wish he could hear it everyday, waking up to it and hearing its breath slowly at night sleeping to it. It would be great, but now....now Harry didn't even know what to do, he was lost.))

Harry remembered his face lifting up with a smile, as he helped lift Colin up and they went out to a gorgeous day, the sun shone, and a healthy breeze blew across the campus, the lake with the Giant Squid looked welcoming and perfect for a nice little dip.

Things happened so quickly that year, deaths and the attack.

Dumbledore was away from the school, he was helping the Ministry with certain things that where hidden even from the highest members of the Order. He as usual left Professor McGonagall in charge of running the school. By now many students where being shipped back home, for Voldemort's recent attacks had become more vicious.

They where having their final year, and this was the final feast.

Many students stood in the great Hall raising their cups to a speech that was given to the highest standing member of the staff. Professor McGonagall.

"All has not been well in this world, you may be the last class of Hogwarts to be seen in a long time. As everyone knows the Dark Lord has been doing many raids, and people from the Ministry are trying to keep the public safe, also members of the Order of the Phoenix have also been helping, I would the names I call out to stand and get applauded, they have done great deeds and should be recognized for them, though I know that everyone in this school has heard of him Mr. Ronald Weasley."

Soft and depressed claps came ringing through the almost empty room where they usually held great feasts. Mcgonagall held her hand up for silence. The clapping died away.

"Also the cleverest Witch I know, Hermione Granger."

More applause, she went through several names, including Neville, Seamus, Cho, and such. Finally.

"Not finally the last name, a great wizard, a true Gryffindor, Harry Pott ahhhhhhhhh"

Someone from the crowd had pointed their wand at the professor, she lay on the floor crumbled in a heap and she was still screaming, Snape reacted first, he pulled out his wand but he too was trapped by the illegal curse. Soon all the teachers where each put under the curse. Harry turned around and felt a hot pain ooze into his skin, he couldn't believe it....it....it was Hermione that had her wand pointed at him?