Disclaimer: Nothing that belongs to J.K. Rowling is my property, the only thing I own is (how cliche huh) the plot.
A/N: I originally didn't intend to make this a chaptered fic, but my very first review was such a boost of confidence that I decided to give it a go!
Sidekickwannabe: thank you so much, that was sweet to say, and it gives me a great feeling to know I can actually write something that has potential! You just made my day! (*grinns and offers you a huge jar of chocolate-chip cookies*)
So, here goes: Chapter 2 of Harry Potters last Farewell.
At Hogwarts...
Hermione cried silently as she read the simple piece of parchment over and over again. Ron Weasley and his sister Ginny stood next to her, silent, lost in thoughts of their own. Hagrid, the friendly half-giant, quietly wiped his tears away with a blue yellow-dotted hanky. Then, Hermione spoke, her voice still trembling with tears. "I never realized he could be so poetic..." she sniffed. A brief silence followed before Hagrid finally said: "Well, as they say: The silent waters have the deepest grounds..." Ron said nothing, just stood there as he tried to accept that Harry was really dead. And Ginny, who had always been in love with Harry even though she didn't dare to show it, looked on the verge of a nervous breakdown. Here she stood at her only love's true grave, wondering where they had gone wrong and how all the misery could have been prevented. Seeing the cold, gray tombstone with the simple inscription:
Harry Potter
Born July 31, 1980
Died November 19, 2002
Savior of our souls
the dreams came back. She wanted to shut them out, but she couldn't. Shutting her eyes tightly, she prayed the images would go away, but to no avail. She heard the echo of a voice coming from the darkest depths of her soul.
/dream\
"You don't even care what I've been through!! I took care of your house for all those years, never asking for a thing at all, always being grateful for every tiny breadcrumb, and I happen to have lost a lot of people that meant the entire world to me, and you are telling me I am not allowed to freak out?!?! You know what, I'll leave!! I'll leave and never come back again!!"
Harry stormed out of the front door of number 4, Privet Drive without even caring for the rain. It wasn't until a full hour later that he noticed he was soaked, lost, broke and he had left his wand and everything else behind at Mrs. Figg's house. He stopped dead in his tracks, swearing out loud and then took a deep breath. "Harry, you can come to us... you know that, don't you? Please, Harry, come to us... We love you..." Ginny cried as she reached for him, but he seemed not to hear her or even know she was there, as he turned the other way and muttered something. He never noticed the car coming towards him at full speed either, until a second before impact. Ginny screamed. "Harry, NOOOO!!!" She shut her eyes tightly, readying herself for the blast of the impact, but at that moment, the world faded to black and there was only a voice calling her from afar. "Ginny... Ginny..."
/end of dream\
Ginny's eyes flung open. "Wha-what is it, Ron...?" she asked trembling. "The ceremony is over, Ginny... There's no-one there anymore..." Ron said gently as he lead her back into the castle. Ginny wiped away her tears. "I had a flashback of that nightmare again..." she whispered. Ron looked at her sympathetically. "The one where he got hit by a car?" She nodded, her voice leaving her suddenly. He put his arm around her shoulders. "Ginny... I know how hard this is for you, and for all of us, but we have to accept the fact that he is gone... and that he never will come back again..." Suddenly, Ginny broke down and cried. "I can't believe it, Ron, why didn't he come to us for help?? Why didn't he realize that we would always be there for him???" she tried to yell between the sobs. Ron held her to him, at a total loss for words. Silently he lead her to the Gryffindor Common Room, while he too wondered how in the world it could have gotten so far...
A/N: Yes, I know this chapter is short, and I am really sorry for it, but I have a bloody meeting in three hours and I haven't even slept this night... I'm bad, I know it, but I promise to update again soon if you people think this has potential! ^_^
All reviews are greatly appreciated, flames will be used to set the roof on fire ^-^
A/N: I originally didn't intend to make this a chaptered fic, but my very first review was such a boost of confidence that I decided to give it a go!
Sidekickwannabe: thank you so much, that was sweet to say, and it gives me a great feeling to know I can actually write something that has potential! You just made my day! (*grinns and offers you a huge jar of chocolate-chip cookies*)
So, here goes: Chapter 2 of Harry Potters last Farewell.
At Hogwarts...
Hermione cried silently as she read the simple piece of parchment over and over again. Ron Weasley and his sister Ginny stood next to her, silent, lost in thoughts of their own. Hagrid, the friendly half-giant, quietly wiped his tears away with a blue yellow-dotted hanky. Then, Hermione spoke, her voice still trembling with tears. "I never realized he could be so poetic..." she sniffed. A brief silence followed before Hagrid finally said: "Well, as they say: The silent waters have the deepest grounds..." Ron said nothing, just stood there as he tried to accept that Harry was really dead. And Ginny, who had always been in love with Harry even though she didn't dare to show it, looked on the verge of a nervous breakdown. Here she stood at her only love's true grave, wondering where they had gone wrong and how all the misery could have been prevented. Seeing the cold, gray tombstone with the simple inscription:
Harry Potter
Born July 31, 1980
Died November 19, 2002
Savior of our souls
the dreams came back. She wanted to shut them out, but she couldn't. Shutting her eyes tightly, she prayed the images would go away, but to no avail. She heard the echo of a voice coming from the darkest depths of her soul.
/dream\
"You don't even care what I've been through!! I took care of your house for all those years, never asking for a thing at all, always being grateful for every tiny breadcrumb, and I happen to have lost a lot of people that meant the entire world to me, and you are telling me I am not allowed to freak out?!?! You know what, I'll leave!! I'll leave and never come back again!!"
Harry stormed out of the front door of number 4, Privet Drive without even caring for the rain. It wasn't until a full hour later that he noticed he was soaked, lost, broke and he had left his wand and everything else behind at Mrs. Figg's house. He stopped dead in his tracks, swearing out loud and then took a deep breath. "Harry, you can come to us... you know that, don't you? Please, Harry, come to us... We love you..." Ginny cried as she reached for him, but he seemed not to hear her or even know she was there, as he turned the other way and muttered something. He never noticed the car coming towards him at full speed either, until a second before impact. Ginny screamed. "Harry, NOOOO!!!" She shut her eyes tightly, readying herself for the blast of the impact, but at that moment, the world faded to black and there was only a voice calling her from afar. "Ginny... Ginny..."
/end of dream\
Ginny's eyes flung open. "Wha-what is it, Ron...?" she asked trembling. "The ceremony is over, Ginny... There's no-one there anymore..." Ron said gently as he lead her back into the castle. Ginny wiped away her tears. "I had a flashback of that nightmare again..." she whispered. Ron looked at her sympathetically. "The one where he got hit by a car?" She nodded, her voice leaving her suddenly. He put his arm around her shoulders. "Ginny... I know how hard this is for you, and for all of us, but we have to accept the fact that he is gone... and that he never will come back again..." Suddenly, Ginny broke down and cried. "I can't believe it, Ron, why didn't he come to us for help?? Why didn't he realize that we would always be there for him???" she tried to yell between the sobs. Ron held her to him, at a total loss for words. Silently he lead her to the Gryffindor Common Room, while he too wondered how in the world it could have gotten so far...
A/N: Yes, I know this chapter is short, and I am really sorry for it, but I have a bloody meeting in three hours and I haven't even slept this night... I'm bad, I know it, but I promise to update again soon if you people think this has potential! ^_^
All reviews are greatly appreciated, flames will be used to set the roof on fire ^-^