Chapter 8

       Harry was now remembering his seventh year.

Harry was advancing on Malfoy after he'd had the gobstones to curse Hermione after calling her a mudblood for the thousandth time. He had raised his fist forgetting about wands and spells for the moment. As he swung it towards Malfoy he realized it looked like it was charged or something because it was glowing. He stopped in mid swing and examined his hand realizing lightning was swirling around it but it disappeared suddenly.

That's when Harry had found he was an elemental.

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"Straight line is not faster in this forest!" Ron said as they ran into yet another downed tree that Ron promptly blasted with a spell. They had been going through the forest for a good half a day. The map seemed to have them near the edge by now though so they just kept going the way it showed.

"Oh. this is bad." Ginny said. "What if we."

"No. No 'what if's." Hermione interjected.

"Fine." Ginny said.

"You made the right choice." Ron said as he levitated a large branch up out of their path. "Never doubt that you made the right choice. Right is not always easy but it is right. I know it would be easier to be sitting with Harry right now and get to tell him goodbye while he fades away. But think about it for two minutes. would you rather live your life knowing you missed the moment of Harry's death and a chance to tell him your goodbyes that might or might not even be heard or really comprehended by him now because you were bringing him something that could save him? Or would you rather live the rest of your life knowing you had a shot to bring Harry his only hope and you threw it out to get one last moment with him?"

"Ok. Ok! I get it. shut up." Ginny said and Ron saw there were tears streaming down her face. They pressed on more determined than before.

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Alexander chewed on his lip as his wife walked into his office. "Hello Rose."

"Hello dear." Rosalyn said. "You're not looking too good."

"I don't feel to good." Alexander said. "What if I cost Harry's friends a chance for a few more normal days with him before. this. because of a long shot trip to Fountaine?"

"The 'long-shot trip' has saved your life Alexander." Rosalyn said.

"I know. But that was Falcore. He's Merlin's heir for the love of. Merlin." Alexander sighed.

"And you are the heir of Ravenclaw. And he is the heir of Gryffindor." Rosalyn said. "And he will last as long as he needs to."

"I'm gonna go do anything I can to make that be true." Alexander said.

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Sirius was half asleep in the chair waiting for Serena to come back with food. The door opened and his head shot up as Alexander entered.

"I need to check him over." Alexander said. "He's undeniably not getting enough air anymore."

"Oh." Sirius said.

"Don't worry though. His friends will get here."

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Harry was remembering one of his best memories of seventh year and ever.

Harry was sitting in front of the fire in one of the squishy armchairs and he was tenser than he could remember ever being. He was exhausted and sore and fed up with the continuous rumors and reports of Death Eater activity. He'd been through a more than draining session of training with Dumbledore and others in preparation for the final battle. Sometime during Harry being lost in his thoughts Ginny had been coming down to the common room and had noticed him. Harry realized she was sitting beside him. "Yes?"

"Just enjoying the dying fire." Ginny said.

"I don't think so. I think you're down here for the same reason I am: to escape from something or think more on something." Harry said.

"What're you getting away from?" Ginny asked.

"Trying to forget about Voldemort for a while. and trying to forget about the fact that I'm probably the only one who can beat him." Harry said.

"What are you thinking about?" Ginny asked.

"Voldemort." Harry grimaced. "It never works. I can't forget about him. It seems to be in my destiny to stop him."

"You don't have to do it alone, Harry, no matter what you seem to think. Just about anyone in Gryffindor would gladly give their lives for you not to mention me, Ron, and Hermione." Ginny said.

"I couldn't ask you to do that." Harry said.

"We know. You never would, but that's not up to you." Ginny said firmly.

"Thanks." Harry said after a long pause.

"For what?" Ginny asked.

"You made me forget about him for a minute there." Harry said smiling.

Then was the admission of feelings. a good night from an awful day.

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Hermione had transfigured a branch into a machete, which Ron was now using to hack away at obstacles. Ron had the lung under one arm, the machete in the other hand, and was moving through the forest with more speed than the others could keep up with.

Soon he had broken through to outside of the forest and he let out a great whoop. Ginny and Hermione came running out behind him.

"I told you we'd get here fast. I knew we could do it. now let's go." Ron said and they ran off towards Hogsmeade.

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Alexander was suddenly aware of something beeping and he got up from the couch he'd been asleep on and suddenly his eyes went wide and he ran out of his office and towards Harry's room.

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Harry was now remembering the final battle.

"This ends now Tom." Dumbledore said calmly as he stalked towards his former student turned Dark Lord. "I will not allow you to hurt anymore innocent people."

Voldemort smirked and cast the killing curse at a student who was guarding a downed Death Eater. "Wrong like always you old fool."

"Stupefy!" Dumbledore shouted and had it blocked by Voldemort. They shot spells back and forth until, after 30 minutes, a weakened Dumbledore was finally disarmed. "You haven't won yet Tom."

"My name is VOLDEMORT!" Voldemort bellowed and shot the killing curse at Dumbledore who was hit squarely in the chest and crumpled to the ground in a heap.

Harry was enraged as he stalked over to Voldemort. His eyes were wide and wild and he brandished his wand like it was part of him. He could feel the anger boiling up in him and talked before he could stop it. "Your name is Tom. And you're going to pay for all the death and torture you have unleashed on the world."

Harry and Voldemort went back and forth matching up pretty evenly. After 20 minutes Harry had set up what he had planned. "I've got a shock for you Tom." Harry called down the bolt of lighting as Voldemort shot one last curse.

Harry felt the tension run out of him like a waterfall running over a cliff. He looked up at the sky breathing heavy and then he ran his hands over his face with a half smile and then he jumped up and down as though he'd just won the World Cup while laughing like a maniac. Suddenly he felt a searing pain and fell to the ground.

Harry's memories then raced through his two years with the Cannons and the win of the Quidditch Cup.

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Ron and Hermione and Ginny raced into Ron and Harry's apartment and used the Floo to get to Phoenix Memorial. They ended up down in the lobby and searched for someone to give the lung to.

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Alexander raced into Harry's room and started checking him over. "Oh damn."

"What?!" Sirius said frantically.

"His heart is finally becoming affected by the lack of oxygen getting in." Alexander said.

"So." Sirius said biting his bottom lip.

Alexander looked at Sirius somberly. "I'm afraid he's nearing his end."

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The trio found an elevator and got in and asked for the Critical Care Unit. They were taken there and got out to resume their search.

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Harry was nearing the end of memories he had. He was remembering the coughing starting during a practice with the Cannons and then his proposal being ruined by his collapsing. He remembered waking up and watching Ginny by his bed asleep. And everything was starting to blur and fade.

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Ron, Hermione and Ginny raced through the halls and soon heard an awful sound. "ALL PERSONNEL REPORT! CODE BLUE! I REPEAT REPORT IMMEDIATELY! CODE BLUE!"

Ginny yelled out in despair. "Harry!"

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(A/N: Aren't I evil?)