Chapter 7, Old Fire Meets

It was now nightfall, Harry bid his parents farewell and set off for the Malfoy family tomb. On the way there he stopped by an apothicary. The person selling items was none other than Hermoine. He was very surprised, he hadn't seen her for almost two years. Then all of a sudden she pops up here. She didn't seem too happy to see him.

"Oh. Hi Harry..." she said flatly.

"Hermoine, where have you been? We've been worried sick."

"Sick my ass, I switched schools. My parents got a new job in a different country so we had to move."

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"Because I hate you, so leave me alone."

"What did I ever do to you? Me and Ron care about you, your our friend."

"You got rid of me so you could be friends with that little slut! That's what."

"She's a nice girl, I think you two would get along great.'

"NO. I don't think so."

"Look, stop being so damn stubborn. Can I be your friend again? Can Ron, Jess, and I try to be your friends?"

She sighed and crossed her arms.

"I don't know..."

"C'mon, we really miss you. And Jess has been dying to meet you. She said from all that we've told her she wants to be as smart as you."

Harry was kissing her ass majorly.

"Well..."

Hermoine broke down crying.

"What's wrong?"

"I admit it..."

"Admit what?" he wiped away her tears.

"I'm a really jealous person, I like you Harry. That's why I got mad at you and Ron. And her. I thought she was gonna steal you away from me and I'd never see you guys again."

"She's not like that at all, she's really friendly. She is quite fond of you, well kinda. She can't be fond of a person that's not there."

"Well, you guys come visit and owl me. Okay?"

She sniffled then walked behind a counter and pulled out a small glass vile.

"Here. Take it. It's the poison. Go to her, I'm fine now. I'll see you later."

He took the vile.

"Okay, you take care."

Then he left and rushed to the Malfoy tomb. He took cover behind a bush near the entrance. When he got there Sirus was leaving the tomb, not too long after Malfoy was walking inside the tomb.

"Oh thy sweet bride to be, how could this happen to thee?" Malfoy caressed her soft cheek.

He leaned down and kissed her on the forehead.

"Okay, enough chivalry now. I know your not dead so wake your ass up now." he demanded.

There was no answer, the potion she drank was real, she was not conscious yet.

Harry left from the cover of the bush and walked inside the tomb, Malfoy was standing there impatiently.

"Potter! What the hell are you doing here?"

"Thine have come to vanquish thee!" Harry laughed.

"Thine cannot vanquish thee with out arms in hand!" Malfoy replied.

Harry looked at his belt, he forgot to arm himself with a sword.

"Oh shit..." his eyes grew big at the site of Malfoy drawing his sword.

"Die thee imbred curr!" he lunged at Harry.

He jumped out of the way, just missing the blade of the sword. To his luck he lay next to Alex's corpse, which had a sword in his cold lifeless fingers. Harry pried Alex's fingers from the sword and he wielded it.

"So thee use a dead man's sword? Cheap trickery!"

Yet again did Malfoy lung at Harry, this time he parried the blow with his sword. They both push against each other's blades with all their might. Alex's cold lips moved, he spoke.

"Win...win thy battle..." whatever was in him left and he was lifeless.

Malfoy drew his attention to Alex's corpse. Harry took advantage of this and stabbed Malfoy through the heart. It stuck in him like a toothpick in a piece of cheese.

He gasped for air, but there was no blood from the wound.

"Potter...I'll...get...you..." he grasped the hilt of the sword and colapsed dead.

Harry dusted his hands.

"I took out the trash."

Then he looked to Jess and walked over to her.

"Thy skin looks so fair, as if time has no effect on thee." he kissed her on the lips.

"Even thy lips are warm..."

His hand reached into his pocket and removed the vile of poison, he removed the cork.

"So thee can live together and forever within the clouds of the heavens..."

The contents of the vile slithered down his throat cold and fast like a snake. It quickly began to take effect. Harry fell down to his knees gagging and coughing. Jess began to come to until she was completely away. She witnessed him slowly dying. There was shock in his eyes.

"Juliet..." he barely said audable.

"Romeo!" she screamed.

He colapsed onto his back, he was dead. In an instince she was on the floor next to him. She looked at him and then started crying uncontrolably.

"Romeo...Romeo...my sweet...let thee die...with thou. Surely poison left on thy lips with do thee in?"

She kissed him on the lips, nothing happened to her, she'd have to find another way to kill herself.

"NO! NO! NO! How can this be so!" she cried.

Juliet stood up walked over to Paris's corpse searching it, she found a dagger hiddin within his boot. She took it and stood next to Romeo. Then she let out the last of her tears and sobs.

"Oh happy dagger!"

And with that she stabbed herself in the heart and colapsed next to Romeo, dead.

Friar Lawrance came in and saw all the newly dead corpses.

"Oh my god! Thine is too late! Must tell thy lords and ladies!"

He took off faster then he had come running in.