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Author's Note: Only one more chapter after this and it's over. (Tear) Wah-wah!

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Fading Fast

Chapter Nine

And In The End

And in the end

The love we take

Is equal to

The love we make

Written By Paul McCartney 1970

"I'm gonna kill him!" Remus yelled.

He began storming down the hallway, a clearly pissed off look on his face. Sirius ran behind him, hoping to stop his rage before he got to the hospital wing.

"Remus, what are you doing?"

""I'm gonna give it to him! The whole time he has been sick, and he hasn't told anyone! Fuck he could have killed himself!"

"Remus, stop! You're going to scare him!"

Remus paid no more attention to Sirius as he turned into the hospital wing. Harry was lying on his bed, staring up at the ceiling with his eyes barely opened. He was ghastly pale and his cheeks were flushed. Remus stormed over to Harry's bedside, Sirius waiting outside of the room, leaving Remus alone to talk to Harry.

"Harry James Potter! What the hell were you thinking?!"

Harry's eyes flickered over to Remus. He was obviously in pain but Remus didn't seem to notice.

"How could you have been so stupid? This whole time you were ill and you didn't tell us. Maybe if you had told us earlier we could have helped you, but no, you had to wait until it got life threatening, didn't you?"

Tears started to form in Harry eyes. Not from what Remus was telling him but from the pain he was in.

"Oh, and now you're crying. But you didn't care that you were ill in the first place did you? You didn't care that people were worried about you!"

Tears continued to fall from Harry's eyes. His face contorted in pain.

"Harry?" Remus asked.

"It hurts," Harry moaned.

Remus sat down on the edge of Harry's bed. He got closer to Harry and tried to look into his eyes.

"Look at me, Harry."

Harry lifted his head and looked into Remus' eyes.

"Where does it hurt?"

"Everywhere."

"Do you want me to get Sirius?"

Harry nodded, his eyes now squeezed shut in pain. Remus turned to the door.

"Sirius, come here. Harry's not feeling well."

Sirius immediately entered the room and was at Harry's side in seconds. He cupped Harry's head in his hand.

"Harry? Harry, listen to me!"

Harry's eyes stared at Sirius.

"Sirius?"

"Yeah, kiddo it's me. I'm going to get Madame Pomfrey, okay?"

Harry nodded slightly before breaking into an ear splitting scream.

"Harry!" both Sirius and Remus said in unison.

Suddenly Harry's whole body went limp and he fell back into the pillows. Sirius began to shake him slightly.

"Harry? Harry, speak to me?"

Harry didn't reply. His skin began to pale more than it already hand and his face began to grow cold.

"Harry!"

"Sirius, let me see him!" said Remus, as he pushed Sirius to the side.

Remus put his head to Harry's mouth to check for breathing, and then he placed two shaking fingers to Harry neck to check for a pulse.

"No..." he stuttered.

"What's wrong?" Sirius asked in fright.

"He's-he's-"

"Remus?"

Remus shoulders slumped and he released a strangled sigh.

"He's gone."

"He's what!"

"He's dead, Sirius."

Tears began to roll down Sirius's cheeks at the verdict. Harry couldn't be gone!

"No! He can't be!"

"Sirius, I'm so sorry," Remus was crying as well.

Sirius pulled Remus into a hug and buried his head into his shoulder. Remus wrapped his arms around his friend and let him cry.

The Boy Who Lived, Lived No Longer...

A week passed since Harry's death. Today was the day of Harry's funeral. Many people came together to mourn over Harry's death, a lot whom Harry didn't know.

Ron, and Hermione were sitting in the first row. Hermione had her arms around Ron and was crying into his shoulder, muttering about how she could never love another man. Ron wasn't paying any attention to the crying girl on his shoulder. He was simply sitting there blankly staring at the Minister, tears falling freely from his eyes. His best friend was gone. He would never be coming back.

"Oh, God!" Hermione cried, "Why did you have to take him? What did he do that was wrong?"

She was asking it aloud, but the question was mostly for herself. Why had God taken Harry? It wasn't time for him to die. He was just a fifteen-year-old boy!

"It's not fair!" Hermione cried, before breaking down once again into Ron's shoulder.

Sirius and Remus were sitting in the second row. Remus was staring at his lap blankly, while Sirius sat with his head in his hands, tears flowing down his cheeks. Sirius couldn't believe that Harry was gone. He couldn't believe that he would never get to talk to him again, or laugh with him again like they would do while they were together.

As the Minister (A/N: Not Minister of Magic) spoke, memories flooded through Sirius's head. All the things that he and Harry had done together were all coming back to him at full force, including times when Harry was a baby. He would have done anything at that moment to have his godson back. Absolutely anything. But he knew that nothing could be done.

Sirius was so immersed in his thoughts that he didn't hear the Minister calling for people to speak. A jolt was felt on his back from Remus.

"What?" Sirius whispered.

"Go to speak!"

Sirius got up from his seat and made his way to the front of the room. He took the place of the Minister and began to look around. He then cleared his voice and began to speak.

"Harry was my godson, so close to a son that I believed that he was truly mine by blood. I loved him so much. I still have all sorts of memories left of him that I will never forget. Some of the memories bring tears to my eyes. They make me remember that he is gone and is never coming back. Every night I pray that I would get my godson back, though I know that it is impossible.

"I've known Harry since he was a baby. I remember the day he was born as if it was yesterday. If I close my eyes I could remember holding him in my arms for the first time. He was beautiful. I never got to see him grow up, since I was in Azkaban and it still hurts me. I would have done anything to be there for him during those years with his horrible family. When I saw him again after twelve years when he was thirteen I was so happy. No words could describe that feeling I got.

"One of the best memories I have is when Harry finally got to move in with me. I knew that I would finally get to be the godfather that James Potter had wanted me to be. And I did. As the days went by, Harry and I got closer and closer, and soon enough it was like he was my real son.

"When he was attacked a few months ago it was like my world was destroyed. Harry always had a tough life; it just wasn't fair. All his life, people were after him, trying to kill him. He had never done anything bad to deserve it. Harry was the kindest and sweetest person that I had ever met; yet he still got all this pain. I wished that I could do something to stop it.

"Now he is gone, and he will never have to suffer any of that pain again, yet I still want him back. All I want is him back in my life so that we could go on the way we used to. Thank you."

People began to clap as Sirius walked back to his seat. As Sirius sat down he wiped tears from his eyes. That speech had caused him so much pain. As he had talked through the memories, they had all seemed to be flooding back through his mind like they had when he had been seated.

"I'm going to talk now," Remus whispered, before getting up.

Sirius watched sadly as his friend left for the altar. He paid no attention to Remus's speech as he went back into his thoughts.

Later that day Harry was cremated. The urn in which Harry had been placed in was then given to Sirius. Sirius had placed in on the mantle of his fireplace along with a few picture of Harry and a picture that Harry had drawn for him. Harry had always been magnificent at sketching. He used to draw many pictures for Sirius. The sketch on the mantle was one of Sirius and Harry together on a bench. Sirius had his arms around Harry. The picture looked almost real.

Sirius sat in his living room staring at the pictures and the urn on his mantel. Once again he began to think of Harry, when he felt something under the pillow. Sirius reached under that pillow to find what it was. A diary.

As he opened the diary, two Muggle loose-leaf papers fell from the book. Sirius unfolded the pages to read...

(If you want to know what is on those diary pages, go and read the sequel "Invisible Child")

Author's Note: Just one more chapter coming up! It has nothing to do with the diary. The diary story is "Invisible Child". I will now go back to counting the days until my fourteenth birthday...aw, I have to wait until October 20th!

Feedback:

Hakkai – Gojyo – Goku – Sanzo: He didn't mean, "kill" as in to literally kill. He just meant to lose it and yell a lot. He seemed really out of character when he yelled. Maybe it's near the full moon, lol. Anime is really pretty. I find the anime that you find on the Internet a lot nicer than anime TV shows. They're so much shinier and colourful on the net.

Katlyn: I felt like describing it because some people might have missed it in the stories. I know that it's unlikely, but I missed it until I was re-reading the series. I was never really a big fan until about a year ago. I'm glad that you like the story.

Freedom isn't Free: Before the potion, Harry could see nothing but black. The potion just helped him see a little better, though not that great. I hate it when people call Sirius Severus! I might have done it in one of my stories (I think I might have, I don't know) but it still really scares me. I hope your teacher was wrong about Autistic people only living to be around thirty or forty; it would break my cousin Christopher's heart to see Angela die. Did you honestly choke when you read, "it eats the victim from the inside out"? If you did, I'm sorry. Lol, I couldn't update sooner because fanfiction is evil and blocked me from my account. They removed one of my stories because it was in play form. A lot of people have those!

sunnysparkles: I'm glad that you took the time to come back and read it. I have a lot of stories that I used to read before I had an account and now I still think of them and I can't get back to them. It makes me cry. I found one thought. When I got my beta, I went to read her story and it was one of the stories that I loved and couldn't find. I freaked because I was so happy!

foxyie xox: I feel special being your best friend. (Smiles) YAAAAAAY! If you hadn't helped me there would only be eight chapters to this. Now there will be ten. Ten is better than eight. You're coming over on Friday!

CatClawz: Lol, I'm glad that the two of us rotten away in a funny MSN joke fight. It saved my life! Actually not really, I'm dead already, so that doesn't really save me. And if I was alive you'd kill me again for the HORRIBLE CLIFFY! Hahaha lol!

Englishgirl: Yeah, I know. Poor Harry! I love Harry!

Crissy Potter: Yay! I updated! My dad doesn't like me writing all this Harry Potter stuff and I've been writing it behind his back. He doesn't know how to use the computer, so he can't see my files.

FroBoy: When I Remus said, "I'm going to kill him!" he meant that he was going to scream his ass off at Harry. Which he did, lol!

Sweet-single: I saw the scar in a picture before I saw the movie. The cut was only in one scene, after the full moon. The full moon where he transformed in front of Harry and them. You could see the scar when he was telling Harry that he was leaving the school.

HecateDeMort: Yay! I'm great!

Sirius Black's #1 Fan: Gee...I wonder who your favourite character is. Um...is it Sirius? What a corny beginning. What's your account name? Do you have any old fics that you had posted? I was wondering how you knew every time that I updated.

blink(underscore)gurl017: Fan fiction is always messed up! I guess that's what happens to all the ugly truck drivers. All the hot guys wake up ugly one morning and go "Eh, who cares. I'll go drive some truck for a living" and that's how it all begins. I had to make Harry die...Ooo, are those chainsaws and fires?

Manutjuh: SAD IS THE BEST! I love making Harry die; it's so fun! Yes, this is the prequel to "Invisible Child". I'm glad that you actually read my Author's Notes. Not many people do and it pisses me off.

TigerLily Padfoot: I'm not a fan of romance as well, that's why Harry and Hermione's relationship isn't the most important thing. Some romance makes me want to gag. I'm not a shipper of Harry and Hermione getting together, but I wanted to try writing it anyway.

Star Girlll: And the winner of you and your friends is...ZAHRA! Yes, Harry is dying because this is supposed to be the sequel to "The Invisible Child", where he is dead. I would have kept him alive if I could, but then I would have to write another part to it, and I really don't have much time for that along with "The Perfect Family" and it's sequels (only one sequel up) and "Gains And Losses" and it's sequels (not up yet) and "The Gift Of Time".