A/N: Waaah! Final chapter, not including the epilogue!
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She slowly removed her mask.
This mysterious singer just so happened to be the one and only Cylia Kasandea Riddle.
"And I meant every word," said Cylia, looking at Cedric.
Cedric didn't say anything and Cylia began to get nervous.
Christina was crying of happiness and everyone else was in shock.
"You all look like a Muggle who has seen a ghost," said Cylia, looking around the room.
"You're dead," said Cedric dumbly.
"No, honey," said Cylia, "I would be motionless and not have a heart beat to be dead," said Cylia.
"I---I don't under---stand....?" Cedric said uncertainly.
"Let me tell you," she said and began to explain.
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Cylia didn't know where she was.
She felt empty, that's for sure.
"Hello?" she called, her voice distant.
A male figure stepped out, and she knew him as Godric Gryffindor.
"You're....Godric?" she said.
"Hello, Cylia," he said.
"I don't understand. Where am I?" she asked.
"You're semi-dead and yet alive, too," he said.
"Is that supposed to make me understand? Or am I dumb?" she asked.
He chuckled lightly.
"Here you can choose if you want to crossover or not," he said.
"Ok?" she said slowly.
"It's not that simple though," he said, "You can only come back alive if somebody heals you within forty-eight hours."
"And what do I do till then?" she asked.
"Wait here," he answered.
"Can you explain one thing for me?" she asked, sounding like a little girl pleading.
"Yes," he said.
"Why was I able to use your sword? Only a-"
"Only a true Gryffindor can use my sword. You see Cylia, you started off horrible, but you became pure and sweet and nice," he said.
"And?" she urged.
"And, you also became fearless and trustworthy. That makes you a true Gryffindor. Harry, as you may know, is the heir of Gryffindor, but that's not what makes him a true Gryffindor. He's got the same qualities you yourself possess," he said.
"Oh," she said.
"Not everyone has an opportunity to come here," he said.
"Oh?" she asked, eager to know more.
"Only those who can be so pure can come here," he said.
"Interesting," she said.
"Isn't it?" he said.
"No, not really," she laughed.
He chuckled again.
Cylia pressed her fingers to her right temple.
"Aah," she said.
"Now is your chance you choose," he said, "Come with me, or go back to earth," he said.
"I um, aaaah, earth! Earth!" she said.
He nodded and drifted away.
She felt dizzy and closed her eyes.
When she opened them up, she was in the cabin, which she was born in.
She saw Fawkes hovering above where he open wound was.
"Merlin," she whispered.
She saw that Fawkes was bleeding.
"Did you give me your blood and tears?" she asked.
The music bird open his mouth and a gentle melody came out.
Cylia took the bird in her arms and cradled it.
She let a few tears escape her eyes and gasped when it fell on the bird's cut and it healed.
"I have healing powers," she murmured.
She looked at the mantel clock and the date it had.
"It's been two days since I 'died'..." she said.
She got up and decided to wait till the ball to make an appearance, that way, everybody will be there and see her.
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"So...I guess I owe Fawkes a thank-you?" he gave a shaky laugh.
"Ced?" she asked.
"Yeah?" he replied.
"Shut the bloody hell up and kiss me," she demanded.
He nodded, still shocked, and kissed her deeply.
Applause rounded the great hall.
"Break it up, you two!" said Christina, shoving herself in the middle and hugging Cylia.
"If you ever leave us again, I don't know what we'd do!" said Christina.
"Let's not think about that." Cylia said.
"Oh, and Cylia?" asked Cedric.
"Yes?" replied Cylia, and Christina let go.
"I love you very much," he said, not shy at all.
"And I love you more than life itself," she said and kissed him.
Their first kiss since they proclaimed their love for each other.
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"It's hard for me to say the things
I want to say sometimes
There's no one here but you and me
And that broken old street light
Lock the doors
We'll leave the world outside
All I've got to give to you
Are these five words when I
Chorus:
Thank you for loving me
For being my eyes
When I couldn't see
For parting my lips
When I couldn't breathe
Thank you for loving me
Thank you for loving me
I never knew I had a dream
Until that dream was you
When I look into your eyes
The sky's a different blue
Cross my heart
I wear no disguise
If I tried, you'd make believe
That you believed my lies
Chorus:
Thank you for loving me
For being my eyes
When I couldn't see
For parting my lips
When I couldn't breathe
Thank you for loving me
You pick me up when I fall down
You ring the bell before they count me out
If I was drowning you would part the sea
And risk your own life to rescue me
Solo
Lock the doors
We'll leave the world outside
All I've got to give to you
Are these five words when I
Chorus:
Thank you for loving me
For being my eyes
When I couldn't see
You parted my lips
When I couldn't breathe
Thank you for loving me
When I couldn't fly
Oh, you gave me wings
You parted my lips
When I couldn't breathe
Thank you for loving me" Bon Jovi "Thank you for Loving me"
.::.cries.::.
Ok, up next are epilogue, thank you notes and another author's note!
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She slowly removed her mask.
This mysterious singer just so happened to be the one and only Cylia Kasandea Riddle.
"And I meant every word," said Cylia, looking at Cedric.
Cedric didn't say anything and Cylia began to get nervous.
Christina was crying of happiness and everyone else was in shock.
"You all look like a Muggle who has seen a ghost," said Cylia, looking around the room.
"You're dead," said Cedric dumbly.
"No, honey," said Cylia, "I would be motionless and not have a heart beat to be dead," said Cylia.
"I---I don't under---stand....?" Cedric said uncertainly.
"Let me tell you," she said and began to explain.
*-*-*-*-*-*-*Flashback*-*-*-*-*-*-*
Cylia didn't know where she was.
She felt empty, that's for sure.
"Hello?" she called, her voice distant.
A male figure stepped out, and she knew him as Godric Gryffindor.
"You're....Godric?" she said.
"Hello, Cylia," he said.
"I don't understand. Where am I?" she asked.
"You're semi-dead and yet alive, too," he said.
"Is that supposed to make me understand? Or am I dumb?" she asked.
He chuckled lightly.
"Here you can choose if you want to crossover or not," he said.
"Ok?" she said slowly.
"It's not that simple though," he said, "You can only come back alive if somebody heals you within forty-eight hours."
"And what do I do till then?" she asked.
"Wait here," he answered.
"Can you explain one thing for me?" she asked, sounding like a little girl pleading.
"Yes," he said.
"Why was I able to use your sword? Only a-"
"Only a true Gryffindor can use my sword. You see Cylia, you started off horrible, but you became pure and sweet and nice," he said.
"And?" she urged.
"And, you also became fearless and trustworthy. That makes you a true Gryffindor. Harry, as you may know, is the heir of Gryffindor, but that's not what makes him a true Gryffindor. He's got the same qualities you yourself possess," he said.
"Oh," she said.
"Not everyone has an opportunity to come here," he said.
"Oh?" she asked, eager to know more.
"Only those who can be so pure can come here," he said.
"Interesting," she said.
"Isn't it?" he said.
"No, not really," she laughed.
He chuckled again.
Cylia pressed her fingers to her right temple.
"Aah," she said.
"Now is your chance you choose," he said, "Come with me, or go back to earth," he said.
"I um, aaaah, earth! Earth!" she said.
He nodded and drifted away.
She felt dizzy and closed her eyes.
When she opened them up, she was in the cabin, which she was born in.
She saw Fawkes hovering above where he open wound was.
"Merlin," she whispered.
She saw that Fawkes was bleeding.
"Did you give me your blood and tears?" she asked.
The music bird open his mouth and a gentle melody came out.
Cylia took the bird in her arms and cradled it.
She let a few tears escape her eyes and gasped when it fell on the bird's cut and it healed.
"I have healing powers," she murmured.
She looked at the mantel clock and the date it had.
"It's been two days since I 'died'..." she said.
She got up and decided to wait till the ball to make an appearance, that way, everybody will be there and see her.
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"So...I guess I owe Fawkes a thank-you?" he gave a shaky laugh.
"Ced?" she asked.
"Yeah?" he replied.
"Shut the bloody hell up and kiss me," she demanded.
He nodded, still shocked, and kissed her deeply.
Applause rounded the great hall.
"Break it up, you two!" said Christina, shoving herself in the middle and hugging Cylia.
"If you ever leave us again, I don't know what we'd do!" said Christina.
"Let's not think about that." Cylia said.
"Oh, and Cylia?" asked Cedric.
"Yes?" replied Cylia, and Christina let go.
"I love you very much," he said, not shy at all.
"And I love you more than life itself," she said and kissed him.
Their first kiss since they proclaimed their love for each other.
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"It's hard for me to say the things
I want to say sometimes
There's no one here but you and me
And that broken old street light
Lock the doors
We'll leave the world outside
All I've got to give to you
Are these five words when I
Chorus:
Thank you for loving me
For being my eyes
When I couldn't see
For parting my lips
When I couldn't breathe
Thank you for loving me
Thank you for loving me
I never knew I had a dream
Until that dream was you
When I look into your eyes
The sky's a different blue
Cross my heart
I wear no disguise
If I tried, you'd make believe
That you believed my lies
Chorus:
Thank you for loving me
For being my eyes
When I couldn't see
For parting my lips
When I couldn't breathe
Thank you for loving me
You pick me up when I fall down
You ring the bell before they count me out
If I was drowning you would part the sea
And risk your own life to rescue me
Solo
Lock the doors
We'll leave the world outside
All I've got to give to you
Are these five words when I
Chorus:
Thank you for loving me
For being my eyes
When I couldn't see
You parted my lips
When I couldn't breathe
Thank you for loving me
When I couldn't fly
Oh, you gave me wings
You parted my lips
When I couldn't breathe
Thank you for loving me" Bon Jovi "Thank you for Loving me"
.::.cries.::.
Ok, up next are epilogue, thank you notes and another author's note!