Chapter 30

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Author's Note:

Well, this is the final chapter. I want to thank everyone who stuck by this fic and who reviewed. I know it really sucked at times but this was my first fan fic ever and I have learned a lot about what not to do in a fic and basically I did most of those things in this one. But I learned a lot about writing and had a lot of fun and I guess that's what counts! Anyway, thanks a lot!

PS. If you have gotten this far and still think I own something then you need professional help!

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Harry laid in bed that night starring at the note.

Harry,

By the time that you read this, I will be gone. I know you will hate me for this but have no other choice. I've made some really bad decisions in my life, Harry, and I've really screwed up. I can't go on living anymore. I'm a danger to you, our friends, my family, and to so many other people. This is not your fault, Harry or any of our friends fault. It's my fault and my fault alone.

You know who my father is. You can't imagine how awful it is to grow up knowing that. I didn't know my father very well, but I have always known that even though he was a very evil person, he loved me very much. I have always wanted to know what my parents were like, you would understand that. I don't care that my mother tried to kill me or my father was sadistic. They are still my parents and I wanted to know them. But I have been trained since childhood to be a moral person and a strong witch. I was trained to protect you because Dumbledore knew someday my father would return and he would want to kill you. I wondered about you before we ever met. I wondered what you were like, the boy who lived, the boy who destroyed my family even though my family destroyed yours. I had no love for you at the time. You were just a duty to me. Then once my father returned he approached me while I was still in the states. He wanted me to bring you to him so he could kill you once and for all. He knew that Dumbledore wanted m tot protect you. I was happy to meet my father, even if it was under such grim circumstances.  We spent some time together. He was kind to me. I could not see him as the evil person that Dumbledore made him out to be. He offered me power, but I already had my own and did not need any more. He offered me riches but they didn't tempt me. Then he offered me the only thing that I would never be able to refuse from him. He told me that if you were dead then he would be able to bring back my mother from the dead and we could all live together again. I agreed to bring you to him, Harry. I agreed to betray you. But I am a horrible person, at the time I didn't know you. You were just a faceless person. But then I met you and I fell in love with you. I couldn't hand you over to my father to kill you. I had betrayed you and Dumbledore, and at the same time I betrayed my father. I told him that I refused to let him kill you. He didn't hurt me but he was dangerously angry. He said that he would have to kill you no matter what I wanted, and it only made him madder because he knew how much I cared for you. By my being alive I am a danger to you. I am afraid that my father will use our relationship to get to you, I am afraid that he will posses me and then use my body to murder you. The only thing I can do is to take my own life. I am sorry; Harry, but I see no other way. I am ashamed of myself and I know that I am a danger to everyone I love. I put a sleeping potion in those candies. I wanted to kill myself tonight because I wanted to dance with you before I left this world. But I knew I had to do it tonight, I was afraid that if I waited too long you would see the pain written all over my face. Please do not hate me for this, I really feel that it is the only way. I love you; please don't ever forget that even though you probably hate me now. Please tell Percy that I still care very much about him too, I know that he will be heartbroken when he hears what I have done. Please tell Uncle Dumbledore and Severus that I am sorry that I betrayed them when they put so much hard work and dedication into me. Please tell my Grandmother, my aunt and uncle, and my cousins that I am sorry. I guess I truly am my mother's child. I really do belong in Slytherin after all, I suppose. Please make sure Arizona and Drew will be okay. Tell them they are the best friends I could have ever asked for, and please give Arizona my guitar. Tell Ron to be nice to Hermione and tell Neville to be good to Ginny. Tell Neville that I am sorry I was not a better Herbology student but it was very kind of him to tutor me as diligently as he did. Harry, I would like you to have Dite. Will you please take care of her for me? She is a very special bird even if everyone thinks she is ugly, I still love her. I am sorry, Harry. I love you.

-Katrina

The next day he handed the not over to Dumbledore. "I don't want it back, Professor. I did some thinking last night and that's not the way I want to remember her. I want to remember the good things about her and not the dark side that I never guessed she had."

Then Harry walked to the graveyard, even though it was raining and he did not have permission to leave Hogwarts.

"You were so beautiful and so kind." he said to Katrina's tombstone. "You seemed so perfect. I thought you were happy. I never would have guessed that there was such darkness inside of you. Why didn't you tell me, Katrina? I would have moved heaven and earth to help you. I don't care about Voldemort. Everyone makes mistakes. You thought you could have your family back, I don't blame you that. I don't know what I would do if someone promised me they could give me back my parents. I can understand the way that you felt, but what I can not understand is why you never told me. If you loved me, why didn't you tell me? I loved you so much; I would have done something to help you."

"If you loved her so much, you should have known." said a voice behind him.

Harry spun around to see that the voice belonged to Percy Weasley.

"Did you know?" he asked Percy.

"I knew." said Percy. "Of course I knew. How could I not know what she was going through? She confessed to me that Voldemort was her father, and he had asked her to give you to him so that you could be killed. I convinced her not to do it. I think part of her wanted to do it in the beginning. She desperately wanted parents in her life. But then she got to know you better and then she started to like you more and more, and see you in a light other than "her mission". She began to love you, and I lost her to you. I can't blame her. I am just a simpleton, and you are the Boy Who Lived. I'm not famous; I guess the competition beat me."

He chuckled darkly. "Yes, I knew all along what hell she was going through, but she pushed me away. She loved you. You, however, knew nothing. She didn't want you to know. It's the same as always, nobody ever wants to spoil your perfect innocent ignorance; nobody wants to ruin your peace of mind. Maybe if she had sacrificed your piece of mind, she wouldn't have felt as if she had to sacrifice her own life. It's your fault this happened Harry. I don't care what Dumbledore says. You should have known what she was going through. Loving her as much as you say that you do, you should have known what was inside her heart."

With that, Percy turned away leaving Harry to his own mixed up feelings. Harry didn't know what to say or to think. Was he respobible for Katrina's death? Probably not, Katrina was so stubborn that if she decided she had to do something, Harry doubted anything would stop her. But Percy was right about one thing. Harry should have known. Percy knew, and they had been broken up for months. Harry should have known. Maybe he could have saved her.

The next morning Harry woke up to find something under his pillow that he had  seen many times before, and a note in Katrina's handwriting. Somehow her necklace, the necklace that everyone wanted to take from her was in Harry's hands. He knew it hadn't been there the night before. He opened up the note to read that the reason the necklace had been so hunted because it a very very rare and powerful artifact. It gave the wearer the power to Apprate and Disapprate anywhere in the world including places like Hogwarts. Katrina had been using all her life to spy on him and to watch over him. It had belonged to Voldemort, and was passion onto her, and now it was Harry's. She wanted Harry to have it so that he could use it for his own safety, so Harry slipped it around his neck and tucked it under his robes. It made him feel very safe, although he wondered why Katrina didn't realize that Harry didn't know how to Apprate anywhere at all, but it made him feel content because it had belonged to her and now it was his. He slipped it inside his robes like Katrina had always done so that nobody else could ever see it. It would be his secret. He didn't give much thought to how it got to be under his pillow, he just decided that she must have put it there before the dance started and he had just now discovered it. In time to come, he would question that conclusion, but for now, he was content.

The weeks drove on and soon it was summer time and Harry found himself in The Burrow eating dinner with the Weasleys. Harry liked being with the Weasleys because his home reminded him a lot of Katrina, he had to walk past her house everyday, so it was good to be at the Burrow, except for one thing. Percy. Percy kept giving him dark looks all the time, and Harry thought he looked as if would very much like to choke him.

One night Harry tripped over one of Ron's schoolbooks as he headed into the kitchen. As he fell over, the necklace fell out of his shirt and hung down from his chest. Everyone gasped as they saw it because it was such a pretty thing, but Percy recognized and his face turned white with shock but quickly turned red with rage.

"I know what that is!" he yelled. "That belonged to her! That's Katrina's necklace! I saw it on her a million times; she even let me wear it once. I know what it does! How do you get it, Harry! It should have gone to Dumbledore or one of her relatives!"

"She left it to me." Harry said meekly, he was feeling very taken back.

"No." Percy said. "She would have never given it to you. You can't use. You can't Apprate! You! I know what happened now! You killed her, didn't you! You made her write that note and then you killed her so you could have that necklace!"

Percy!" cried Mrs. Weasley. "You are out of your mind! You don't know what you are saying. Harry! He would never!"

"I know exactly what I'm saying, Potter, you murdered that girl so you could steal her necklace and I'm going to prove it! I know what powers that thing has! It's enough to drive anyone mad! You will pay, you will pay!"

With that, Percy stormed upstairs to his room. He packed up his things and moved out. He would not stay at the house while Harry was there. He swore to prove that Harry was a murderer and Harry believed that Percy would find a way somehow to blame everything on him. There had been madness in his eyes that day at The Burrow. Word would get around. Katrina was popular. Everyone would think Harry was a murderer and there was little he could do about it.

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The End.