Disclaimer: I only own Kendra. The other characters and places are not mine.

A/N: I am so sorry! This is taking me much longer than I thought. I hope that people who enjoyed my fan fiction are still going to read this last epilogue chapter thingy. I hope it's what everybody wanted. I'm starting with Harry because no one told me what they wanted.

Epilogue

Harry watched as the girl who truly loved him left his life. His body felt numb. Two people lost in one week. He suddenly felt a tugging on his arm. Ginny was pulling him away from where he was standing. As they left the Great Hall, a lump began to form in his throat. The corners of his eyes began to burn. How could this happen to him?

"Harry, calm down . . . this is what Kendra wanted." Ginny said soothingly.

"Why is it," Harry's temper began to rise, "that everyone always thinks about what they want and never thinks about me!"

Ginny immediately let go of his hand, "How could you be so selfish Harry!? Kendra told you that she loved you! But she left anyway, because she thought that was better for you. She doesn't belong here, no matter how much she wants to."

Ginny's words penetrated Harry, like a bullet through air. "I know." He said softly and began to walk away. Ginny quickly caught up with him.

"Harry, you can't keep your feelings bottled up inside. Tell somebody what you're feeling or you'll always be mad all the time." She told him.

"She's right mate. That's what Kendra was trying to tell you." Ron said entering the entrance hall, Hermione at his side.

Hermione walked over to Harry and hugged him. She whispered in his ear, "Kendra's going to miss you just as much as you're going to miss her," She stepped back and placed a platonic kiss on his cheek. Harry smiled meekly.

"Thanks everyone. I think I'm going to get some sleep." But as Harry laid down to rest he knew he wouldn't get any sleep. His dreams were filled with Kendra and Sirius. Life would never be the same.

Harry only woke for the feast. He entered the Great Hall and all the feelings came flooding back. He pushed the lump back down his throat and walked toward Ron, Hermione and Ginny. He sat down and tried to put on a happy façade, but he knew it wouldn't work. They ate in silence as everyone around them, especially the Gryffindors who won the house cup, celebrated and ate the delicious food. As good as the food was, it seemed to turn to mush in Harry's mouth. He wasn't the only unhappy one. Ron, Hermione and Ginny couldn't speak either. The four of them left early and went up to Gryffindor tower. They sat, happy to be in each other's company. Ron and Hermione left first, kissing goodnight, leaving Ginny and Harry alone.

"Did you see that?" Ginny asked Harry.

"See what?" Harry was lost in his thoughts.

"Ron and Hermione . . . There was no light . . ." She was right. It was there only for a specific reason. To heal Ron and to take Kendra back home. The two discussed this for a bit before they fell into another silence.

"I should go to bed too." Harry said, getting up. Ginny got up too.

"I know this wont help any, but hugs are good for everyone." Ginny said as she approached Harry and hugged him. It was a long hug; Harry hadn't experienced it before. Ginny sighed in his arms, "I miss her too." She drew away from him and he could see the tears forming in her eyes. "It's funny isn't it? How one girl who only spent a week with us, could have such an impact on our lives. She's really special."

Harry nodded, "She certainly is . . ." He said remembering Kendra's touch. He missed it.

Harry had a dream that night. He entered the Department of Mysteries. He was alone. Sirius was standing and waving in front of the veil. "Bye Harry!" He said before jumping in.

"NO!!!!!" Harry cried, but it was too late. His godfather was gone. He felt a hand on his shoulder. He turned to see Kendra.

"Guess it's my time to go too!" She said cheerily. Before Harry could stop her she had plummeted into the veil.

"They're gone." Harry heard a voice next to him. It was Ginny, only she wasn't happy like Sirius and Kendra. She was crying. "I'll go then. Good- bye Harry." Harry tried to grab her arm, but she pulled away. She let out a slight weep and jumped right in.

Harry woke with a start. Ron was standing over him, looking worried. Harry was tangled in his sheets. "Harry, what is it?" Ron asked anxiously.

"Ginny! Where is Ginny?" Ron's eyes widened and he ran out of the dorm. Harry suddenly realized that the other three boys had awoken as well. They all looked as worried as Ron was.

Ron quickly returned with Ginny at his heels. "She's here Harry. What did you see?"

Harry stood up and touched Ginny's arm, as if he was making sure she was really there. "Ginny. I had a dream you were dead."

"I think I'm alive Harry." She was trying to make a joke out of it, but Harry wasn't laughing.

"You were trying to kill yourself because Sirius and Kendra are gone."

Ginny's smile left her face. "Where?"

"The Department of Mysteries" Harry said. He knew that meant something to her.

"I had a dream that I died in the Department of Mysteries too . . . but that was right after we got back." Ginny's brow began to furrow. "And it was from a Deatheater, not . . . suicide."

"Just- just don't do anything stupid ok?" Harry told her.

"Ok Harry." Ginny said trying to calm him down. She looked at him for a moment and turned around and left. As soon as she left Harry sat down and rubbed his eyes, trying to take the image of his dream out of his head.

"Harry, maybe it was just your subconscious." Ron tried desperately.

"And maybe it wasn't." Harry mumbled into his hand.

"She not hurt . . ." Neville interjected.

"Yeah," Harry rubbed his eyes once more. "Sorry I woke you all up. Go back to bed."

After a restless night, the boys woke up and packed all the extra things that they hadn't packed the night before. All their thoughts were elsewhere.

Ron and Harry, carrying their luggage, came down the stairs to meet Hermione and Ginny. "Good morning!" Hermione said pleasantly. But she knew they weren't having a good morning. "Ginny told me what happened last night. Harry I think you're just under stress right now."

"How will I know if the next time its stress, or if it's real?" Harry asked desperately.

"I dunno . . ." Hermione replied.

They stood in silence waiting for the carriages to take them to the train. Harry saw the thestrals come. His first thought was, 'Retched creatures,' but maybe the reminder of what he had seen wasn't so mad. He should never forget his experiences. Life was too short not to live it to the fullest.

Hermione sat comfortably close to Ron as she read the Daily Prophet. "Humph, well I guess they see the light now."

"Why, what happened?" Ginny asked.

"Suddenly Harry's the star again, because the ministry finally realized its stupid mistake." Hermione shook her head as she continued to read.

Harry saw Cho walk passed the compartment door. (A/N: End of book five all over again. I don't want to repeat too much so I'm letting you know now.) "I heard she was going out with someone else." Hermione said quietly. Harry wasn't much surprised.

"Who?" Ron asked curiously.

"Michael Corner." Ginny replied.

"But I thought you-" Ron started.

"He broke up with me to comfort Cho. He didn't like the fact that we beat Ravenclaw at quiditch. Stupid git."

"Never liked that fellow." Ron said.

"You would" Hermione laughed.

"What is that supposed to mean?" He asked.

"Never mind Ron . . ." Hermione laughed again.

"I was thinking of asking Dean to go out sometime." Ginny said nonchalantly.

"D- Dean T-Thomas?" Ron asked. Harry almost laughed at his expression.

"Sure, why not?"

"Nothing." Ron said.

The rest of the trip was uneventful. That is, until they reached the station. Several people from the Order where there. They had a nice little chat with the Dursleys about Harry's well being. (A/N: Same as last few pages of book five. Don't worry y'all. There's a lot more left.)

Harry carried his luggage into the house. He hoped he didn't have to stay for long.

Uncle Vernon cleared his throat. "Er . . . maybe you could send those freaky friends of yours that you've arrived."

"Sure." Harry left for his room and wrote a letter to Ron and Hermione telling them he'd arrived. He wasn't sure how he would spend his time now.

A week later Harry found his answer. Ron sent him a letter.

Harry-

Mum says you can come over for the rest of the summer. Dumbledore says its ok too. Hermione's coming. Hope to see you soon.

Ron

Harry wrote to Ron, told his aunt and uncle (who were only too happy to have him and his "freak" friend out of their hair) and waited near the front door for his friends.

Ron soon arrived with Fred and George in an actual car. Harry grinned and went out to meet them. "I could use some help with my bag."

"With pleasure." Fred said carrying an innocent bag of sweets. Harry laughed and shook his head. Fred put in back in the car with a pout on his face.

Harry happily bid his family farewell and lugged his bad with Fred's help to the car. Ron spoke of Hermione's annoyingly reminding him to do his homework. But he smiled when he talked about her. Harry was happy for his friends. Maybe they wouldn't fight so often.

"She'll be coming later today." Ron continued happily.

"How's Ginny?" Harry asked. Fred and George exchanged looks. "What? Did something happen?"

"Well she's just a bit shook up about what you told her. About killing her self you know? She says it's the farthest thing from her mind." Ron replied just as they arrived at the Burrow.

Ginny ran out the door and smiled at the sight that caught her eyes. "Harry! How have you been?" She hugged him and stood back to look at him. "It's good to see you."

"It's good to see you too." Harry smiled down at her. Fred and George carried Harry's bag to Ron's room.

Mrs. Weasley ran out of the house to meet them. She grabbed Harry in a chest-crushing hug. "It's wonderful to see you Harry!"

"It's-good-to-see-you-too." Harry said in a strangled voice.

"Mum! You're strangling him!" Ginny said, prying her mom off of Harry.

"Sorry dear. Come in! Have lunch."

Harry ate happily surrounded by people who cared. There was only one person missing, but she arrived minutes later.

"Hello!" Hermione said merrily as she entered the kitchen. Ron immediately stood up and enveloped her in a kiss. "What was that for?"

"I missed you." Ron kissed her again.

"Ron! Not when I'm eating!" Ginny said trying to hide a smile.

"How have you been Hermione?" Harry asked after giving her a hug.

"I've been good. How have you been?" Harry knew what she was implying.

"Trying to get by. But it feels good to be back at the Burrow."

"It does, doesn't it?" Hermione replied looking around.

"It's the good company." Ginny interjected nodding. They all laughed.

Harry spent the next few days in a happy wonderland. But the future that loomed ahead wasn't a good one. Every night Harry was reminded of the two people that died. One night it was just too much. He crept out of his bed and started down the stairs when he heard someone in the family room. Someone crying. Harry looked around the corner to see Ginny sitting on the couch crying. He wasn't sure what to do. He never knew what to do if a girl was crying. Maybe he should take Hermione's advice and try comforting Ginny. He went for it.

"Ginny? Are you alright?" Harry asked quietly. Ginny jumped.

"Harry! I didn't see you there." She said wiping her tears away. Harry sat down next to her.

"Do you want to talk about it?" At first Ginny shook her head, but then she screwed up her face and nodded.

"I got a letter back from Dean." She whimpered.

"What did it say?"

"He said that he was flattered for the offer . . ."

"I can see how that's bad." Harry said sarcastically.

"But he didn't want to go out with his friend's sister. He said it would be uncomfortable." Tears fell silently down her cheek. "I guess I shouldn't be surprised. Ron doesn't want me to go out with anyone."

"He just doesn't want you to get hurt." Harry said, defending his best friend.

"Harry it hurts me when he tells me what I can and can't do. He just doesn't get it. I'm a big girl now. I can take care of myself. But I think it's good that Dean turned me down."

"Why?"

"Because I wanted to go out with him for the wrong reasons. He's nice, but I'm just a little lonely." Harry didn't know why he did it, but he leaned forward and kissed Ginny on the cheek. "Thanks Harry. I appreciate that." Harry nodded.

"Don't stay up too late." He said getting up.

"Wait. Why were you awake?"

"Couldn't sleep." Harry said simply.

"Sirius and Kendra?" Ginny asked knowingly.

Harry nodded again, "I can't help it."

"Well look at the bright side. Kendra's going to know what's going on in your life."

"But how will I know if she's ok?"

"She doesn't live with you-know-who. I think that's enough."

Harry laughed, "Remember when she used to yell at you and Ron for flinching."

Ginny laughed too. "Yeah, she had some character."

They stayed up and talked about Kendra and Sirius. It made Harry feel so much better to have someone to talk to about it.

Ginny yawned. "I better get to bed. Thanks for making me feel better."

"My pleasure." Harry answered. They walked up the stairs and stopped at Ginny's room. Harry bent forward once more and kissed Ginny on the cheek. He wasn't sure why he did it, but it felt right.

"Good night, Harry" Ginny smiled.

"Good night Ginny.'

Harry finally got to sleep and woke up at eleven the next day. It was nice to actually get some sleep. He turned toward Ron's bed to find him hugging Hermione, as though consoling her.

"I know you're worried, Hermione, we all are. Just relax now. Nothing has happened yet."

"Thanks Ron." She stood on her tiptoes and kissed him. Ron nodded and hugged her again.

"What's happened?" Harry asked, not bothering to hide the fact that he had been listening to them.

"Hermione's just a little worried about her family."

"Don't worry about it Harry. I'm fine." Hermione wiped away her tears.

"Hermione, you can talk to me if something's wrong." Harry sat up in his bed.

"I don't want to worry you." Hermione looked at her feet.

"I'd be worried if you didn't tell me something was wrong."

"Thanks Harry."

They tried to spend the rest of the day without worrying. Harry liked Ginny's company. She was easy to talk to, surprisingly. He usually didn't talk to her so much. And spending time with Ginny made it easier for Ron and Hermione to have time alone.

Ron and Hermione had once again left and Harry and Ginny sat side by side at the base of a tree. Ginny sighed.

"What's wrong Ginny?" Harry asked. He knew her well now.

"I don't know. I'm tired of pretending." She replied.

"Pretending what?"

"That nothing's wrong."

"What else can we do?"

Ginny shrugged, "Someone has got to talk about it."

"I'm scared." Harry whispered truthfully.

"You are?"

"Yeah. He'll be after me, and people I care about."

"I guess none of those adoring fans that you have really understand that you're human. I'm sorry."

"For what?"

"For once being one of those adoring fans."

Harry laughed. "At least you cared. Not all fans care."

"I didn't want to be a fan . . ." Ginny said quietly.

Harry turned to look at her. She continued, "I finally realized this year, that if I wanted to get to know you, I'd have to stop acting like a fan and start acting like a person. I'm glad to have known you Harry. It's been a privilege."

"You say that like we're saying good-bye."

"Maybe we are."

"You're starting to sound like me." Harry tried to brighten the moment. "Stop being negative. It's what drove Sirius to leave his house . . ." Harry didn't like to think about the sad things. Ginny's hand moved to hold his. They enjoyed each other's company in silence.

Harry couldn't sleep that night. He walked down stairs to once again find Ginny in the family room. 'At least she's not crying' he thought.

"Hey Ginny." He said.

"What are you doing up Harry?" She asked.

"I was thinking about what you said today." He replied.

"So am I." She said.

Harry sat down next to her. He wanted to hold her hand again. He didn't understand these newfound feelings had toward Ginny. She wasn't Ron's little sister anymore. She was a girl, a woman.

The two of them sat back in silence. Soon Ginny's head was resting on Harry's shoulder. He looked down to find her sleeping. He gently picked her up and carried her up the stairs. He quietly opened the door to her bedroom and placed her on her bed. As he drew the covers over her, he kissed her forehead and looked at her for a moment. He was about to leave when he heard a voice.

"She doesn't seem so strong willed when she's asleep does she." Hermione whispered.

Harry smiled, "No, she doesn't."

"You care about her a lot don't you?" Harry nodded. "What's keeping you from telling her?"

Harry looked strait at Hermione, and thought for a moment before saying, "Kendra."

"Kendra's not coming back, Harry."

"That doesn't make me feel any better."

"Ginny is here and now. She's real to you." That hit Harry hard. That was what Kendra was trying to tell him. She wasn't real, but Ginny was. He looked at her sleeping body. She was beautiful inside and out. It was a beauty that radiated and flowed through the room. He had to tell her.

Harry and Ginny sat together under the same tree the next day. Harry opened his mouth to speak, but decided better of it. He did it twice before Ginny said, "If you want to say something Harry just say it."

"I'm not sure how to tell you."

Ginny turned to him, "What is it Harry?"

"I'm confused about a few things." He started, "Because I lost two people I cared about in a short amount of time. Part of me thinks that maybe I'm just lonely . . ." He breathed in and continued, "But then I sit here with you, and I know that I'm not just lonely. I want to be with you." He looked into her eyes.

Ginny shook her head, "What about- Kendra, and Ron?"

"Ron I have no problem with. He has every right to hurt me if I hurt you. Kendra . . ." He paused, "Kendra's not coming back. This is what she wanted. This is what I want."

"I didn't know you liked me like that."

"Neither did I, until recently. I just hope you still feel the same."

"I- I do."

Harry grinned and they leaned forward toward each other. The moment their lips touched Harry felt his heart warm. It wasn't like kissing Kendra or Cho. There was more compassion, more feeling. They pulled away, "I'm glad." Harry said. They walked toward the Burrow hand-in-hand. What ever the future will hold, they would face it together.

(A/N: That was Harry's part. I hope you liked it. Next is Kendra's part. I hope you like that too.)

Kendra suddenly hit her bed with a bounce. She held in her hands the fifth book open to the very page she had been reading before she left. She looked up at the clock in her room. Not a minute had passed. Her heart began to thump. The only reason Kendra knew she wasn't dreaming was because she still remembered the way the kiss felt. 'Great.' She thought, 'My first kiss was with a fictional character.'

She stood up slowly. She was a bit unsteady on her feet. Once she balanced herself, she walked around her house, familiarizing herself with it again. Her stomach growled; she was hungry. She made herself a sandwich and began to eat. At first, it was tasteless, but then it started to seem normal. Life was going back to normal again.

Kendra went back to summer school. She had a lot more patience with the annoying people who made fun of her. She was calmer and it scared her friends. She had changed a lot on her adventure.

After receiving an A in her summer school algebra class, Kendra took a vacation to California with her family. (A/N: I got an A in summer school and I went on a vacation to California!) It scared her that she didn't think about her trip to Harry's world very much anymore. Everyday it was less and less. But she only hoped he was all right.

A few weeks before school was to start Kendra was searching for her shoes under her bed. "Kendra! We have to go!" Her mother called.

"I'm coming mom!" Kendra answered. She moved her cover and saw a book she had never seen before. She pulled it toward her. It was entitled, "Harry Potter and the Girl from the Other World" The cover had a girl on it . . . the girl looked just like Kendra. She opened to the first page, but it was exactly the same as book five. She began to flip through the rest of the book, and found the part where she came in.

"Kendra! Now!" Kendra quickly put the book away. She would finish it later, and read about what happened after she left.

Kendra then entered high school. It was a big changed, but she knew she could get through it. Kendra entered her Geometry class and sat down. She looked up and there stood a boy who seemed very familiar. Suddenly Kendra knew why. He had messy black hair and bright green eyes. He also wore glasses. Kendra tried to hide a smile. The only thing that was different was that there was no scar.

"Hi," He said and sat down next to her.

"Uh, hi. I'm Kendra. What's your name?"

"Nice to meet you Kendra. I'm Harry, Harry Tatter." Kendra smiled. This would be a very interesting relationship.

A/N: I'M FINALLY DONE!!!!!!!! You have no idea how long that took me to write, days and days. I certainly hope you're all happy. I had to get Harry with Ginny because, well, I'm a Harry/Ginny shipper. And I didn't want Harry to be alone. (I don't care what you say about Harry, Kendra K.) I think I'm going to take a break before I start another fan fiction. But when it comes out, I hope that all the people who enjoyed this story will enjoy my others. It has been a privilege to receive reviews from all of you. Please leave one last review!