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Neo Anderson= This is Agent Smith replying...no, just kidding, it's just me, supernova8610. Anyway, thanks for your review! I'm glad you like this story.
As you can see, I've decided to change the title of this story from A New Beginning to A Tragic Loss, which is a better fit for this story. A New Beginning is a better fit for the sequal I'm going to do after this story is over (just one more chapter until I'm done with this story!). Anyway, on with the story...
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter.
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When all the Hogwarts students came back to Hogwarts, Harry was to be found in his dormitory. He had been like that all day; lying on his bed, and crying every so often. That was how his best friend Ron found him when he came up to the dormitory that evening.
Ron noted how his best friend was crying, and wondered what had happened. The last time he had seen Harry like this was a few months ago when Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape had died, and a few months before that, when Sirius had fell through the weightless veil in the Department of Mysteries.
"Harry?" said Ron timidly, walking slowly towards Harry. "What's wrong? Did something happen?"
Harry sat up. "What?" he asked in a tear filled voice. Ron's heart was filled with pity.
"What's the matter Harry? What happened?" Ron sat down next to Harry.
"Luna's dead, all right?" Harry said in a quiet, cold voice with a hint of crying.
"Dead?" Ron didn't believe his ears, but then, here was his best friend right in front of him, crying.
"That's right, dead," said Harry. "First my parents, then Sirius, then Professor McGonagall, and now Luna! Everyone I care about has to die!" Harry said in an anguished voice. "Who's going to be next?"
"Harry..." Ron hesitated.
"Where's Hermione?"
"She's down in the common room. Do you want me to go get her?"
Without waiting for an answer, Ron went to get Hermione. When he found her in the common room, he told her that Harry wanted to see her, and quickly he told her about Luna; immediately Hermione ran up the stairs to the sixth year boys' dorm and entered it, with Ron close behind. Hermione went over to Harry's bed and sat next to him, and wrapped her arms around him in a hug.
"Harry," she said quietly, "I am so sorry this happened!"
Harry didn't really know what to say.
"Is there anything Ron or I can do for you?" Hermione continued. Ron, too, sat down on Harry's bed. He looked at his friend.
Harry didnÕt look up at them for a while, but when he did, Hermione and Ron noticed a change in his expression. It was full of anger and hatred.
"I'm going to go after Voldemort and make him suffer the way I have suffer because of him," said Harry, his voice now shaking with anger.
Ron was taken aback. "But you can't do that, Harry! You'll..." Ron's voice trailed away at the Harry was now looking at him.
"I can go after him. I don't care whether I die or not, but I will make him suffer."
"But Harry..." Hermione said. "You can't go after Voldemort! And besides," she added, "you don't even know where he is!"
"I may not know where Voldemort is hiding, Hermione, but I do know how to get where he is," replied Harry.
"But...how?" Ron said.
"You both remember the secret room I told you about?" Ron and Hermione nodded their heads. "Well, I was looking in the library a few months ago, and found out that the secret room is actually called the Portkey Room. There's a potion you need to brew to get it to work, and I have the instructions on how to make it, and I have the ingredients under my bed; I've only just remembered." Harry's voice was growing excited. "We could go to the Portkey Room right now, and brew the potion, and we only have to think of where we want to go, and we'll go there. It only takes about a half hour to make it!"
Ron looked apprehensive, and so did Hermione.
"I don't know, Harry..."
"Look, Ron, I don't care what happens to me, I'm going to wherever Voldemort is, and I am going to make him suffer for all he's done to me! Now I don't care whether you two come with me or not, I'm going no matter what."
"You mean tonight?"
"No, tomorrow night. Of course I mean tonight!" said Harry.
"We're coming with you," said Ron. "Hermione and I are coming with you."
"Maybe I should ask if Neville and Ginny if they want to come," said Hermione. "After all, they did come with us when we went to the Department of...well, they were there with us. And besides, it would be better if we had someone go with us, right?" Hermione looked at Harry.
"I suppose you're right..."
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Forty-five minutes later, Harry, Ron, and Hermione were in the Portkey Room, along with Ginny and Neville, who had already been told about Luna. They were all looking at Harry.
"So...what do we do?" Neville asked.
Harry brought his cauldron over to the low, stone table at the wall opposite the door and set it down and got out the ingredients and instructions. Harry turned towards Hermione.
"Uh...maybe you should brew it, Hermione," he said.
Hermione went over to the cauldron, and began making the preparations for the potion. While she was doing this, Neville and Ginny were having a discussion with Harry, while Ron helped Hermione.
"How does this whole thing work, Harry?" Ginny asked.
"Well, first Hermione has to finish the Potion, and then we all have to drink it with the glasses that I put on the stone table, and then we stand in the middle of the Room where we are now, and just think about where we want to go," said Harry quickly.
"Oh," said Ginny.
Thirty minutes later, Hermione was done with the potion, and Ron, Hermione, Ginny, Neville, and Harry each took a glass and filled it with the potion.
"Before we go, I just need to say something. When we get there, Ginny, and Neville, if there's a fireplace, use the floo-powder I have here-" he gave the floo-powder to Ginny and Neville "-and go immediately to the Ministry of Magic, and alert them of what's happening, and tell them to come to our aid, because Ron, Hermione, and I will need as much help as we can get." Harry paused. "And I'll need to change my appearance..." here Harry screwed up his face in concentration, and changed his appearance so that his hair was now blonde and down to his shoulders, and his nose had become a little smaller. He noticed the stunned looks on his friends' faces, and smiled weakly.
"Harry, you're a metamorphagus!" said Hermione in awe.
Harry ignored this, but he smiled all the same. "Ok, Ginny and Neville, you know what to do once we get there. Hermione, Ron, we'll fight off the Death Eaters and Voldemort. Now, drink the potion-" they all did this, "and think of where Voldemort is." Harry thought of where Voldemort might be, and instantly he and the others disappeared from the Portkey Room in a whirlwind of color.
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Ron was the first one who spoke. "Whoa! Where is this place?"
Harry remembered this house from his dream few months before. "This is Mark's house," he said quietly. "There's the fireplace," he added to Ginny and Neville; they had all landed in the living room of Mark's house. "Go now to the Ministry." Ginny and Neville hesitated. Harry heard some people approaching the living room. "Go!" Harry whispered.
Ginny and Neville ran quickly but quietly to the fireplace, and threw in the floo-powder. Green flames erupted, and together they got in. "Ministry of Magic!" Neville yelled, and he and Ginny were gone the instant the door opened.
"Well, well, well, what have we here?" said a cold voice as the lights in the room turned on. The voice belonged to Voldemort. "Three youngsters to visit? What an honour." An evil smile appeared on Voldemort's face.
Hermione trembled, and Voldemort turned to her. "Ah, Hermione Granger," he said. "The Mudblood." Harry held out a hand to stop Ron from jumping on Voldemort. Voldemort noticed this movement, and turned his eyes and evil smile on him. "Ron Weasley, what a pleasure. Lucius has told me so much about you two." Voldemort indicated one of the Death Eaters that was with him, and then looked at Harry. "And who are you?" Harry was silent, looking at his enemy with an expression of such hatred. "No answer? Well, I can't have that, now can I?" Voldemort raised his wand and yelled 'CRUCIO!'
Harry hit the ground, screaming, feeling as thought thousands upon thousands of knives were stabbing him. Ron and Hermione could do nothing while they watched Voldemort torture their friend, but they too were looking at Voldemort with expressions of complete and utter hatred.
Slowly, Harry's disguise fell from him as Voldemort tortured him. Finally Voldemort lifted his wand, and Harry got up slowly, trembling severely.
"Ah, Mr. Potter! So nice of you to join us."
Harry looked at Voldemort indifferently.
"Have you possibly come to get revenge on me for killing your precious girlfriend?" Voldemort suddenly burst into a peal of laughter, so evil that it made the hairs on Harry's, Hermione's, and Ron's necks stand up.
Harry was suddenly filled with more hatred, more than any any he had felt thus far for Voldemort. He got out his wand, and shouted out, 'Petrificus Totalis!' Instead of hitting Voldemort, the jinx hit the wall behind him. In his anger, Harry missed his enemy.
"So you wish to fight? You wish to fight for revenge? Very well, Potter." And with these words, Voldemort shouted out 'CRUCIO!', which Harry dodged, and the battle began.
There were curses flying everywhere. Ron brought down a couple death eaters by Stunning them, and Hermione brought down one by using the Stunning Charm, and brought down another Death Eater by hitting him with a curse that made him writhe and shriek, and then fall down unconcious.
All the while, more Death Eaters appeared, and all the while, Harry was locked into a deadly duel with Lucius Malfoy, and finally brought him down. Voldemort had vanished, but to where Harry didn't know. More and more Death Eaters appeared, and Harry, Ron, and Hermione tried their best to defend themselves, and fight off the Death Eaters.
Hermione was firing off every curse and jinx that she knew. So was Ron, and Harry also. Together the trio brought down many of the Death Eaters. 'Why isn't any help coming?' thought Harry frantically, as he battled a Death Eater. 'What's taking Ginny and Neville so long?' The Death Eater that Harry had been battling was finally brought down by a Stunner from Ron.
All through the battle, Harry's scar was burning, but he had ignored it. After Ron's Stunner, Voldemort called out for his Death Eaters to get away, and suddenly, they all Disapparated, and Harry, Ron and Hermione were left alone. Everything was quiet.
"Why do you think they all left?" Harry asked Hermione, the pain in his scar receding.
"I- I don't know," said Hermione uncertainly. "Maybe- I don't know."
Harry turned to Ron. "Ron? What do you think?"
"I don't know," Ron said, "but- AARGH!"
Ron had suddenly clutched his side with both his hands, and a look of such pain that Harry had never imagined crossed his friend's face.
"Ron? What's wrong?" said Harry.
Ron looked at Harry, and an expression of shock, horror, pain, and helplessness was on his face.
"RON!!" Harry yelled.
Ron dropped to his knees. Harry ran over to him.
"Ron!" pleaded Harry. Ron just look at at Harry, helpless. Harry took Ron in his arms, hugged him almost and lowered him the rest of the way to the floor. "Ron!" Harry choked out. Hermione gave a sob.
"Harry-" said Ron in a weak voice. "Harry...I..."
"Ron! Please don't die! Please, don't die!" Harry was crying by now, and it was hard for him to speak throught the tears. "You're my...my best...friend! Please...I...I donÕt know what I'd...do...if....if you died, so please don't!Ó
"Harry," Ron swallowed. It was getting hard for him to talk. "I...I'm sorry..."
"No, it's all my...my fault!" Harry choked out. "It's...I..."
Hermione was watching Harry and Ron, tears streaming down her face.
"It's...okay, Harry." Ron gave a weak smile, and then coughed. He drew a ragged breath. He tensed up. "Harry! Please....say goodbye to my mum and dad for me...tell them that...that I love them...and Ginny too..."
"Yes...I will...I'll tell them that," said Harry through his many tears that were streaming down his face.
"Hermione...I....I love...you..." Ron was getting weaker now. "Please, if...if you...if you...find..." even weaker... "I...have...to...leave you...now..." even weaker... "...good...goodbye..." and with a last ragged breath, Ron lay still.
"No!" Harry cried out, hugging his best friend closer to him. "NO!" Harry broke down, shaking because he was sobbing too hard. Tears were coming down his face like a flood, and he kept on crying, still holding his best friend, not wanting to believe that he was dead.
It was like this when Ginna and Neville arrive with help. Mr. Weasley was with them, and so was Dumbledore, along with Tonks, and Lupin. Ginny took one look at the Scene that lay before here, and when her eyes rested on her brother, she turned around and threw her arms around Mr. Weasley as she, too, broke down crying. Mr. Weasley, shocked, stared at his son with tears in his eyes. Dumbledore looked very grave, and Lupin and Tonks were shocked.
Neville looked at Hermione, Harry, and then Ron.
"We were too late!" he said, alsmost to himself.
Dumbledore turned to the rest of the group.
"Come," he said, "we must get back to the school immediatley."
Mr. Weasley turned to the Hogwarts headmaster. "What about my son?" he said.
"He will be sent to St. Mungo's for the preparations."
Lupin went over to Hermione. "Come on," he said to her. "We need to go."
Hermione nodded, got up, and with tears still in her eyes, went over to Mr. Weasley.
Lupin went over to Harry and put his hand on his shoulder. "Harry-"
Harry tensed. "Leave me alone."
"Harry, listen to me. We need to get back to Hogwarts. Voldemort could come back at anytime."
Harry turned to look at Lupin. "What about Ron?" he said quietly.
"He will be sent to St. Mungo's. Come on."
Reluctantly, Harry got up and went over to where the others were standing.
"I'll be back at the school in a few minutes," said Dumbledore. "Take the portkey that Professor Lupin has back to me office." He pointed his wand at Ron, muttered something, and they both disappeared.
Lupin then gathered everyone around him, and held out the portkey. They all touched it, and were immediatley heading back to Hogwarts in a whirlwind of sound and color.
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O'Malley the Alley Cat= Thanks
Neo Anderson= This is Agent Smith replying...no, just kidding, it's just me, supernova8610. Anyway, thanks for your review! I'm glad you like this story.
As you can see, I've decided to change the title of this story from A New Beginning to A Tragic Loss, which is a better fit for this story. A New Beginning is a better fit for the sequal I'm going to do after this story is over (just one more chapter until I'm done with this story!). Anyway, on with the story...
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter.
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When all the Hogwarts students came back to Hogwarts, Harry was to be found in his dormitory. He had been like that all day; lying on his bed, and crying every so often. That was how his best friend Ron found him when he came up to the dormitory that evening.
Ron noted how his best friend was crying, and wondered what had happened. The last time he had seen Harry like this was a few months ago when Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape had died, and a few months before that, when Sirius had fell through the weightless veil in the Department of Mysteries.
"Harry?" said Ron timidly, walking slowly towards Harry. "What's wrong? Did something happen?"
Harry sat up. "What?" he asked in a tear filled voice. Ron's heart was filled with pity.
"What's the matter Harry? What happened?" Ron sat down next to Harry.
"Luna's dead, all right?" Harry said in a quiet, cold voice with a hint of crying.
"Dead?" Ron didn't believe his ears, but then, here was his best friend right in front of him, crying.
"That's right, dead," said Harry. "First my parents, then Sirius, then Professor McGonagall, and now Luna! Everyone I care about has to die!" Harry said in an anguished voice. "Who's going to be next?"
"Harry..." Ron hesitated.
"Where's Hermione?"
"She's down in the common room. Do you want me to go get her?"
Without waiting for an answer, Ron went to get Hermione. When he found her in the common room, he told her that Harry wanted to see her, and quickly he told her about Luna; immediately Hermione ran up the stairs to the sixth year boys' dorm and entered it, with Ron close behind. Hermione went over to Harry's bed and sat next to him, and wrapped her arms around him in a hug.
"Harry," she said quietly, "I am so sorry this happened!"
Harry didn't really know what to say.
"Is there anything Ron or I can do for you?" Hermione continued. Ron, too, sat down on Harry's bed. He looked at his friend.
Harry didnÕt look up at them for a while, but when he did, Hermione and Ron noticed a change in his expression. It was full of anger and hatred.
"I'm going to go after Voldemort and make him suffer the way I have suffer because of him," said Harry, his voice now shaking with anger.
Ron was taken aback. "But you can't do that, Harry! You'll..." Ron's voice trailed away at the Harry was now looking at him.
"I can go after him. I don't care whether I die or not, but I will make him suffer."
"But Harry..." Hermione said. "You can't go after Voldemort! And besides," she added, "you don't even know where he is!"
"I may not know where Voldemort is hiding, Hermione, but I do know how to get where he is," replied Harry.
"But...how?" Ron said.
"You both remember the secret room I told you about?" Ron and Hermione nodded their heads. "Well, I was looking in the library a few months ago, and found out that the secret room is actually called the Portkey Room. There's a potion you need to brew to get it to work, and I have the instructions on how to make it, and I have the ingredients under my bed; I've only just remembered." Harry's voice was growing excited. "We could go to the Portkey Room right now, and brew the potion, and we only have to think of where we want to go, and we'll go there. It only takes about a half hour to make it!"
Ron looked apprehensive, and so did Hermione.
"I don't know, Harry..."
"Look, Ron, I don't care what happens to me, I'm going to wherever Voldemort is, and I am going to make him suffer for all he's done to me! Now I don't care whether you two come with me or not, I'm going no matter what."
"You mean tonight?"
"No, tomorrow night. Of course I mean tonight!" said Harry.
"We're coming with you," said Ron. "Hermione and I are coming with you."
"Maybe I should ask if Neville and Ginny if they want to come," said Hermione. "After all, they did come with us when we went to the Department of...well, they were there with us. And besides, it would be better if we had someone go with us, right?" Hermione looked at Harry.
"I suppose you're right..."
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Forty-five minutes later, Harry, Ron, and Hermione were in the Portkey Room, along with Ginny and Neville, who had already been told about Luna. They were all looking at Harry.
"So...what do we do?" Neville asked.
Harry brought his cauldron over to the low, stone table at the wall opposite the door and set it down and got out the ingredients and instructions. Harry turned towards Hermione.
"Uh...maybe you should brew it, Hermione," he said.
Hermione went over to the cauldron, and began making the preparations for the potion. While she was doing this, Neville and Ginny were having a discussion with Harry, while Ron helped Hermione.
"How does this whole thing work, Harry?" Ginny asked.
"Well, first Hermione has to finish the Potion, and then we all have to drink it with the glasses that I put on the stone table, and then we stand in the middle of the Room where we are now, and just think about where we want to go," said Harry quickly.
"Oh," said Ginny.
Thirty minutes later, Hermione was done with the potion, and Ron, Hermione, Ginny, Neville, and Harry each took a glass and filled it with the potion.
"Before we go, I just need to say something. When we get there, Ginny, and Neville, if there's a fireplace, use the floo-powder I have here-" he gave the floo-powder to Ginny and Neville "-and go immediately to the Ministry of Magic, and alert them of what's happening, and tell them to come to our aid, because Ron, Hermione, and I will need as much help as we can get." Harry paused. "And I'll need to change my appearance..." here Harry screwed up his face in concentration, and changed his appearance so that his hair was now blonde and down to his shoulders, and his nose had become a little smaller. He noticed the stunned looks on his friends' faces, and smiled weakly.
"Harry, you're a metamorphagus!" said Hermione in awe.
Harry ignored this, but he smiled all the same. "Ok, Ginny and Neville, you know what to do once we get there. Hermione, Ron, we'll fight off the Death Eaters and Voldemort. Now, drink the potion-" they all did this, "and think of where Voldemort is." Harry thought of where Voldemort might be, and instantly he and the others disappeared from the Portkey Room in a whirlwind of color.
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Ron was the first one who spoke. "Whoa! Where is this place?"
Harry remembered this house from his dream few months before. "This is Mark's house," he said quietly. "There's the fireplace," he added to Ginny and Neville; they had all landed in the living room of Mark's house. "Go now to the Ministry." Ginny and Neville hesitated. Harry heard some people approaching the living room. "Go!" Harry whispered.
Ginny and Neville ran quickly but quietly to the fireplace, and threw in the floo-powder. Green flames erupted, and together they got in. "Ministry of Magic!" Neville yelled, and he and Ginny were gone the instant the door opened.
"Well, well, well, what have we here?" said a cold voice as the lights in the room turned on. The voice belonged to Voldemort. "Three youngsters to visit? What an honour." An evil smile appeared on Voldemort's face.
Hermione trembled, and Voldemort turned to her. "Ah, Hermione Granger," he said. "The Mudblood." Harry held out a hand to stop Ron from jumping on Voldemort. Voldemort noticed this movement, and turned his eyes and evil smile on him. "Ron Weasley, what a pleasure. Lucius has told me so much about you two." Voldemort indicated one of the Death Eaters that was with him, and then looked at Harry. "And who are you?" Harry was silent, looking at his enemy with an expression of such hatred. "No answer? Well, I can't have that, now can I?" Voldemort raised his wand and yelled 'CRUCIO!'
Harry hit the ground, screaming, feeling as thought thousands upon thousands of knives were stabbing him. Ron and Hermione could do nothing while they watched Voldemort torture their friend, but they too were looking at Voldemort with expressions of complete and utter hatred.
Slowly, Harry's disguise fell from him as Voldemort tortured him. Finally Voldemort lifted his wand, and Harry got up slowly, trembling severely.
"Ah, Mr. Potter! So nice of you to join us."
Harry looked at Voldemort indifferently.
"Have you possibly come to get revenge on me for killing your precious girlfriend?" Voldemort suddenly burst into a peal of laughter, so evil that it made the hairs on Harry's, Hermione's, and Ron's necks stand up.
Harry was suddenly filled with more hatred, more than any any he had felt thus far for Voldemort. He got out his wand, and shouted out, 'Petrificus Totalis!' Instead of hitting Voldemort, the jinx hit the wall behind him. In his anger, Harry missed his enemy.
"So you wish to fight? You wish to fight for revenge? Very well, Potter." And with these words, Voldemort shouted out 'CRUCIO!', which Harry dodged, and the battle began.
There were curses flying everywhere. Ron brought down a couple death eaters by Stunning them, and Hermione brought down one by using the Stunning Charm, and brought down another Death Eater by hitting him with a curse that made him writhe and shriek, and then fall down unconcious.
All the while, more Death Eaters appeared, and all the while, Harry was locked into a deadly duel with Lucius Malfoy, and finally brought him down. Voldemort had vanished, but to where Harry didn't know. More and more Death Eaters appeared, and Harry, Ron, and Hermione tried their best to defend themselves, and fight off the Death Eaters.
Hermione was firing off every curse and jinx that she knew. So was Ron, and Harry also. Together the trio brought down many of the Death Eaters. 'Why isn't any help coming?' thought Harry frantically, as he battled a Death Eater. 'What's taking Ginny and Neville so long?' The Death Eater that Harry had been battling was finally brought down by a Stunner from Ron.
All through the battle, Harry's scar was burning, but he had ignored it. After Ron's Stunner, Voldemort called out for his Death Eaters to get away, and suddenly, they all Disapparated, and Harry, Ron and Hermione were left alone. Everything was quiet.
"Why do you think they all left?" Harry asked Hermione, the pain in his scar receding.
"I- I don't know," said Hermione uncertainly. "Maybe- I don't know."
Harry turned to Ron. "Ron? What do you think?"
"I don't know," Ron said, "but- AARGH!"
Ron had suddenly clutched his side with both his hands, and a look of such pain that Harry had never imagined crossed his friend's face.
"Ron? What's wrong?" said Harry.
Ron looked at Harry, and an expression of shock, horror, pain, and helplessness was on his face.
"RON!!" Harry yelled.
Ron dropped to his knees. Harry ran over to him.
"Ron!" pleaded Harry. Ron just look at at Harry, helpless. Harry took Ron in his arms, hugged him almost and lowered him the rest of the way to the floor. "Ron!" Harry choked out. Hermione gave a sob.
"Harry-" said Ron in a weak voice. "Harry...I..."
"Ron! Please don't die! Please, don't die!" Harry was crying by now, and it was hard for him to speak throught the tears. "You're my...my best...friend! Please...I...I donÕt know what I'd...do...if....if you died, so please don't!Ó
"Harry," Ron swallowed. It was getting hard for him to talk. "I...I'm sorry..."
"No, it's all my...my fault!" Harry choked out. "It's...I..."
Hermione was watching Harry and Ron, tears streaming down her face.
"It's...okay, Harry." Ron gave a weak smile, and then coughed. He drew a ragged breath. He tensed up. "Harry! Please....say goodbye to my mum and dad for me...tell them that...that I love them...and Ginny too..."
"Yes...I will...I'll tell them that," said Harry through his many tears that were streaming down his face.
"Hermione...I....I love...you..." Ron was getting weaker now. "Please, if...if you...if you...find..." even weaker... "I...have...to...leave you...now..." even weaker... "...good...goodbye..." and with a last ragged breath, Ron lay still.
"No!" Harry cried out, hugging his best friend closer to him. "NO!" Harry broke down, shaking because he was sobbing too hard. Tears were coming down his face like a flood, and he kept on crying, still holding his best friend, not wanting to believe that he was dead.
It was like this when Ginna and Neville arrive with help. Mr. Weasley was with them, and so was Dumbledore, along with Tonks, and Lupin. Ginny took one look at the Scene that lay before here, and when her eyes rested on her brother, she turned around and threw her arms around Mr. Weasley as she, too, broke down crying. Mr. Weasley, shocked, stared at his son with tears in his eyes. Dumbledore looked very grave, and Lupin and Tonks were shocked.
Neville looked at Hermione, Harry, and then Ron.
"We were too late!" he said, alsmost to himself.
Dumbledore turned to the rest of the group.
"Come," he said, "we must get back to the school immediatley."
Mr. Weasley turned to the Hogwarts headmaster. "What about my son?" he said.
"He will be sent to St. Mungo's for the preparations."
Lupin went over to Hermione. "Come on," he said to her. "We need to go."
Hermione nodded, got up, and with tears still in her eyes, went over to Mr. Weasley.
Lupin went over to Harry and put his hand on his shoulder. "Harry-"
Harry tensed. "Leave me alone."
"Harry, listen to me. We need to get back to Hogwarts. Voldemort could come back at anytime."
Harry turned to look at Lupin. "What about Ron?" he said quietly.
"He will be sent to St. Mungo's. Come on."
Reluctantly, Harry got up and went over to where the others were standing.
"I'll be back at the school in a few minutes," said Dumbledore. "Take the portkey that Professor Lupin has back to me office." He pointed his wand at Ron, muttered something, and they both disappeared.
Lupin then gathered everyone around him, and held out the portkey. They all touched it, and were immediatley heading back to Hogwarts in a whirlwind of sound and color.
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