Whats the Point?
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A/n- Soooooo, hello peoples! I hope you guys like this story. I had the urge to write something angsty. If you like the story, review, if you don't like the story, review and tell me how I could fix it. Hope you like!
"Avada Kedavra!" a boy by the name of Harry Potter, cried out with all of the power left in him. Voldemort had a shocked look on his face for about half a second, then fell lifelessly to the ground.
Numbly Harry looked around the room. So much death, so many people he loved, all dead. Ron, Hermione, Remus, Dumbledore, the whole Weasley family, Luna, Neville, the DA, and so many more that he didn't even know.
As he was scanning the room, he saw the familiar red hair that he woke to every morning. Ginny. He ran over to her, and fell to her side. He lifted her frail, tiny body up to him, and he noticed she was still breathing, not very well, but still breathing.
"Ginny? Gin, honey, talk to me. Please baby just say something." He said as tears fell gracefully down his face.
"Ha- Harry?"
"Its me baby, I'm here."
"I love you."
"I love you too, baby."
"I'm dying. I wont live through this."
"Don't say that. You're the strongest person I know. You can fight it." He said, though knowing she was dying. This was too much. First Voldemort killed his parents. Then Cedric, Sirius, Hermione, Ron, Remus, Dumbledore, The Weasleys, Luna, Neville, everyone who meant something to him was dead. What was the point? Everyone was dead, and his wife was dying right here in his arms. Such a pity to be married a month, then lose your pregnant wife. The baby was less than a month in, so it wouldn't survive without its mother. Would it really matter if he died now? His wife, the only reason left, was dying. If he died now, would the meet in death? A voice interrupted his thoughts.
"I'll miss you Harry." With her last effort, she pulled him down to her face, and kissed him with as much passion that a dying woman could muster. She pulled away, and whispered, "I love you babe. Bye." Then she her once bright eyes faded to a pair of dull blue eyes. Harry kissed her on the forehead and whispered, "I love you too, I always will, through life and death. See you soon." He laid her body down peacefully and stood up. Harry didn't see the young witch walk into the room the second before he killed himself. The girl watched in shock as she saw the famous Harry Potter point his own wand at himself and whisper, "Avada Kedavra."
The next day, front cover of the Daily Prophet, were two of the most happy and sad stories the wizarding world would hear.
Harry Potter Defeats You-Know-Who.
And
Harry Potter Commits Suicide.
As the world mourned for the death of their beloved hero, he was with his family. Every single person he lost through the war. And for the first time, he felt at home.
A/n- Soooooooo, whacha' think? Good or bad? Pretty Pwease with a cherry on top, could you please review: ( Pwease?
