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Disclaimer: AngieBob: I own the storyline and Rupert Grint
Bob: Yeah, and you also own a flying pig and a good sense of humour!
I have a feeling that there is too much hugging in this chapter, but after this chapter, it will improve greatly!
Never Fear, AngieBob is here!
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Previously: Harry turned slowly, dreading what he might see. But what he saw shocked him beyond all else.
"Mum?"
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Harry stood there speechless. The fear he had felt facing Voldemort was nothing even remotely close to the fear that was churning in him at this very moment.
"How...What... Mum?" That was all he could get out.
"Yes..." It came out like a whisper.
Her eyes burnt with such intensity, but the smile she gave him made his heart jump with such intensity that he couldn't hold it back anymore.
Before he could stop himself (Not that he even wanted to stop himself), he had rushed forward and hugged his mother. He didn't ever want to let go. He closed his eyes and wished that this could go on forever.
He opened his eyes, to see a man with messy jet-black hair smiling back at him. It was his dad.
He reluctantly let go of his mother and headed towards his father. They hugged each other and after what seemed like forever, finally let go.
"How?" Harry was so glad they were back. He couldn't even express it into words, so he was glad Hermione had asked.
Hermione looked at Harry, surrounded with his family. He looked so happy. She looked at Ron again, and let the tears fall.
"We don't know. But Harry dear..." Lily paused here, and looked to where Hermione was looking. She sighed at the sight of Ron's dead body. She had to tell them. Harry must know. She couldn't do it though. It would break her son's heart. She looked at her husband for help. He got the message.
"Harry. There's no easy way to tell you this. We're still dead." There was a long shocked silence.
How could they still be dead? He had seen them, touched them, smelt them... It was some joke. It had to be. He had killed Voldemort. All the people Voldemort had killed had risen again! He could see them! His mother and father, The Bones, The Prewitts, That old muggle... His overwhelming gladness turned to a pain in his chest. His scar had never felt pain like it before. Like a huge sadness had just swam over him. He had had his parents back for a few brief minutes, before they were to be snatched back. NO! He wouldn't believe it! He ran over to his mum and hugged her again, as if to prove to them that they weren't dead. She hugged him back, patted his head and made soothing noises.
Harry couldn't help it. He let the tears fall freely. For 16 years, he had been pretending that everything was all right. Hiding behind a happy facade. But it wasn't! Nothing was all right! And it never would be. That aching feeling would always be there.
"Why me?" He sobbed into his mother's shoulder. But he knew the answer.
Everything happens for a reason.
Dumbledore had been right. He may never know why, all he knew was that there was a reason.
A swishing sound made them all turn and stare. Susan Bones, a sixth year Hufflepuff seemed to fall out of nowhere. She looked around for a minute, stunned, before seeing her parents. She ran up and hugged them so hard it seemed like she would refuse to let go. They all stood there. Watching the happy family.
Where they going to tell her? They were dead as well right? Questions swam in Harry's head, but none as important as the one he knew he had to ask.
He turned back to his mother. "If you're dead, why are you here?" His mother looked at Harry, and her face was filled up with sadness. A single tear fell down her cheek before she answered.
"You have to let go..." Was all she could manage to say. But her eyes were still burning bright, and her smile still lit his heart.
Harry didn't know what to say. Let go of her shoulders? Stop hugging her? He turned to look as Susan Bones let go of her parents and walked to stand next to Hermione. Susan had a smile on her face but Harry could tell she was aching inside. Just like him.
"We've come to say goodbye properly. We have to leave." And now Harry understood. They had to say goodbye. He didn't know where to but he knew that they had to leave.
Harry hugged his mother again, but this time not letting go, until his father walked over. He gave his father a hug.
"You'll be all right Harry. Remember, We'll always be there for you." He looked up at the sky and walked back to the group.
Harry turned around to face Hermione when he felt a hand on his shoulder. He turned around again to see Sirius. Harry had long given up hope of seeing him again, but now, even though he was dead, Harry heart leapt. Harry hugged Sirius with all his might, before he felt Sirius slip something into his pocket. He pulled back, but Sirius gave him a look so full of love, that he immediately forgot about whatever was in his pocket.
They all smiled as they rose into the air.
"We're going home, Harry, We're going home!" His father yelled. And Harry's joy for his family far outweighed the terrible sadness he was feeling.
Harry saw his mother mouth the words "I Love You" before she disappeared into night sky.
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This is the last short chapter I am going to right.
By the way, if anybody has any good ideas of what I should make the thing in Harry's pocket (dum dum dum...) please tell me. If not, I'll use my idea...
Mr. Blue Button is not a happy chappie!
Disclaimer: AngieBob: I own the storyline and Rupert Grint
Bob: Yeah, and you also own a flying pig and a good sense of humour!
I have a feeling that there is too much hugging in this chapter, but after this chapter, it will improve greatly!
Never Fear, AngieBob is here!
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Previously: Harry turned slowly, dreading what he might see. But what he saw shocked him beyond all else.
"Mum?"
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Harry stood there speechless. The fear he had felt facing Voldemort was nothing even remotely close to the fear that was churning in him at this very moment.
"How...What... Mum?" That was all he could get out.
"Yes..." It came out like a whisper.
Her eyes burnt with such intensity, but the smile she gave him made his heart jump with such intensity that he couldn't hold it back anymore.
Before he could stop himself (Not that he even wanted to stop himself), he had rushed forward and hugged his mother. He didn't ever want to let go. He closed his eyes and wished that this could go on forever.
He opened his eyes, to see a man with messy jet-black hair smiling back at him. It was his dad.
He reluctantly let go of his mother and headed towards his father. They hugged each other and after what seemed like forever, finally let go.
"How?" Harry was so glad they were back. He couldn't even express it into words, so he was glad Hermione had asked.
Hermione looked at Harry, surrounded with his family. He looked so happy. She looked at Ron again, and let the tears fall.
"We don't know. But Harry dear..." Lily paused here, and looked to where Hermione was looking. She sighed at the sight of Ron's dead body. She had to tell them. Harry must know. She couldn't do it though. It would break her son's heart. She looked at her husband for help. He got the message.
"Harry. There's no easy way to tell you this. We're still dead." There was a long shocked silence.
How could they still be dead? He had seen them, touched them, smelt them... It was some joke. It had to be. He had killed Voldemort. All the people Voldemort had killed had risen again! He could see them! His mother and father, The Bones, The Prewitts, That old muggle... His overwhelming gladness turned to a pain in his chest. His scar had never felt pain like it before. Like a huge sadness had just swam over him. He had had his parents back for a few brief minutes, before they were to be snatched back. NO! He wouldn't believe it! He ran over to his mum and hugged her again, as if to prove to them that they weren't dead. She hugged him back, patted his head and made soothing noises.
Harry couldn't help it. He let the tears fall freely. For 16 years, he had been pretending that everything was all right. Hiding behind a happy facade. But it wasn't! Nothing was all right! And it never would be. That aching feeling would always be there.
"Why me?" He sobbed into his mother's shoulder. But he knew the answer.
Everything happens for a reason.
Dumbledore had been right. He may never know why, all he knew was that there was a reason.
A swishing sound made them all turn and stare. Susan Bones, a sixth year Hufflepuff seemed to fall out of nowhere. She looked around for a minute, stunned, before seeing her parents. She ran up and hugged them so hard it seemed like she would refuse to let go. They all stood there. Watching the happy family.
Where they going to tell her? They were dead as well right? Questions swam in Harry's head, but none as important as the one he knew he had to ask.
He turned back to his mother. "If you're dead, why are you here?" His mother looked at Harry, and her face was filled up with sadness. A single tear fell down her cheek before she answered.
"You have to let go..." Was all she could manage to say. But her eyes were still burning bright, and her smile still lit his heart.
Harry didn't know what to say. Let go of her shoulders? Stop hugging her? He turned to look as Susan Bones let go of her parents and walked to stand next to Hermione. Susan had a smile on her face but Harry could tell she was aching inside. Just like him.
"We've come to say goodbye properly. We have to leave." And now Harry understood. They had to say goodbye. He didn't know where to but he knew that they had to leave.
Harry hugged his mother again, but this time not letting go, until his father walked over. He gave his father a hug.
"You'll be all right Harry. Remember, We'll always be there for you." He looked up at the sky and walked back to the group.
Harry turned around to face Hermione when he felt a hand on his shoulder. He turned around again to see Sirius. Harry had long given up hope of seeing him again, but now, even though he was dead, Harry heart leapt. Harry hugged Sirius with all his might, before he felt Sirius slip something into his pocket. He pulled back, but Sirius gave him a look so full of love, that he immediately forgot about whatever was in his pocket.
They all smiled as they rose into the air.
"We're going home, Harry, We're going home!" His father yelled. And Harry's joy for his family far outweighed the terrible sadness he was feeling.
Harry saw his mother mouth the words "I Love You" before she disappeared into night sky.
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This is the last short chapter I am going to right.
By the way, if anybody has any good ideas of what I should make the thing in Harry's pocket (dum dum dum...) please tell me. If not, I'll use my idea...
Mr. Blue Button is not a happy chappie!