Chapter7: Endings

Harry wasn't going to win. Ron and Hermione had long since disposed of the Death Eaters, but didn't have enough energy to do much put stay out of the way of spells. I watched with growing horror as Harry's reaction time began to slow. It wouldn't be long before Voldemort hit his mark.

I glided from the shadowed corner. I could no longer feel the ground beneath my feet or the air around me, but I could still cry ghostly tears and they slid down my tears unchecked.

This whole thing was my fault. I had wanted to live, after having my life cruelly stolen from me, I wanted to feel again. More then anything, I wanted revenge. Now, now I had ruined everything, and killed three people who meant the world to me. They couldn't see me, I was just a glimmer in the eye. Being dead did have it's perks. I waved my hand in front of the scene before me and things slowed to an almost stop. I moved in front of Harry and made myself visible.

"Let me help you." I said I touched his scar and melted into his body.

Harry jumped out of the way just in time to avoid a spell. Then suddenly Chandra was in front of him. Ghostly tears ran down her cheeks and her eyes pleaded with him and she reached out to touch him. He gasped as she melted into him, a blast of cold went through him then a shock of warmth. Then suddenly she saw things clearer and strength had returned to his muscles.

Voldemort gave a cry and cursed Chandra's name. Harry heard her voice, "Come Harry, kill him. Let me help."

Power and magic surged all around Harry like an invisible wind whipping his robes and hair around. Words tumbled from his lips the he had never heard and his arms lifted, guided like the string of a doll. He held his hands up palms facing Voldemort. The wind stopped and his hands glowed a thousand colors.

Suddenly ghostly hands cupped his own and he felt hands on his shoulders. Without looking he knew who they were, "Mom, Dad, Sirius." he whispered. Then the power left shooting towards Voldemort and surrounding him. Voldemort screamed in anger and pain and quickly turned to dust.

Harry slumped to the ground panting and sweating. Chandra's ghostly figured pulled from his body no longer able to contain a form other thing wisps of magic.

I hurried over to my friends side, "Harry!" i cried kneeling beside him. Hermione knelt beside me and lifted Harry's head into her lap. Her gently pushed Harry's bangs out of his eyes.

"Harry, love. Say something." she pleaded.

Harry's eyes flickered open. "Mione." he said breathlessly. " We did it. He's gone."

Hermione gave a tearful laugh, "Harry! You scared me. I thought I'd lost you."

I laughed as well, "Blimy, Harry, where'd you learn to do that? You were as pale as a ghost but with more magic then I'll every use in a lifetime."

"Chandra." he said. His eyes widened and he sat up. "Where is she?"

Hermione's eyes hardened slightly and I felt a pang in my heart. I still loved her, she had all but ripped my heart out but I couldn't stop loving Chandra.

"She's dead Harry. The little traitor!"

"No," Harry denied, "No, she didn't betray us. She helped me, she called my parents and Sirius to help. She's here, she's still here."

A mist settled around Harry and Chandra's voice came to us weakly as if she was far away.

"I'm here Harry. There's a lot that needs to be explained. There's a lot I wish I could take back. I'm sorry. I'm sorry Ron. I love you. I don't blame you for hating me. I hate myself for what I've done. But if you ever believe about anything, believe that I loved you. That much wasn't an act."

"Why?" I choked out, "Why did you do it."

"Revenge, on my parents. Ron, I was born in 1889. My parents killed me, poisoned me, and on my death bed cursed me to walk the land forever. I wanted to live, to spite them, to be everything they were not and better."

"You still can." Harry said.

Chandra's voice sighed, "Oh Harry, that's impossible."

Harry stood shakily and walked over to the cold form of Chandra. He took her hand in his then touched her forehead with his free hand. And invisible wind lifted Harry's hair and a glow surrounded him and spread from his body to hers.

Hermione and I moved closer and heard the end of what Harry was saying.

"...and with my soul bind thee to this body and this life."

I watched in shock as a sigh parted Chandra's lips and her dark lashes fluttered open. I gasped when I found myself no longer starting at her violet eyes but Harry's emerald green. She blinked a couple times and color seeped back into her skin.

"H-Harry, where'd you learn that?" Hermione asked.

"After Sirius's death I tried to find ways to bring him back. I stumbled upon this spell and committed it to memory." Chandra smiled a bit sadly, "Harry, you realize what this means."

"Aye, we're soul bonded." Harry smirked, "So now I have a twin sister, who shares my thoughts, feelings, pain and what not."

I shook my head, "Whoa, that's a pretty neat spell Harry."

Chandra paled slightly and looked at me, "Ron." she began.

I placed my figure on her lips, "No." I said. I took her hand from Harry and lifted her off the ground. She fell against me her legs to weak to support her.

"Ron." she tried again with a pleading tone.

I captured her lips and mine and put all the passion and love I had for her in it. I pulled away slowly, "Chandra, I love you. I don't think I could live with out you. So you almost got me killed, I can get over that. But I don't think I could over never having you. I love you."

"Oh Ron!" her eyes glistened with tears and she wrapped her arms around me.

I glanced over at my friends as I held her tightly. Harry clutched Hermione to him as if his life depended on her. I closed my eyes and welcomed the warmth and joy of my love in my arms.

A/n: Okay kinda corny ending. whatcha think? hope you guys liked it, sorry it was so late. Review!!! and check out my other stories kay? love ya guys.