Disclaimer: YAY! We made it! 100 reviews. And the last chapter of the story. You know, after awhile this gets kinda boring, writing the disclaimer. But its fun too. It's like my little space for my thoughts. Now I am sad that this story is finished. In reality I normally would have it more detailed and stuff, but I just write plot first for a story, then go back and elaborate. Except with this, I didn't have time for that. And now that school has started, I'm not sure if I will. I really wanted to do a sequel for this story, and I might. I just wont have time to start it for a while. You'll understand with the sequel stuff later. I'll try and start on it over thanksgiving holidays…if I don't do a sequel, then you can expect another story eventually. Anyway for that question on Voldemort's boggart… that was supposed to be like the young tom riddle. I made that part confusing though. Sorry bout that Imissdumbledore. And Miss Radcliffe? I didn't get the whole constant vigilance thing. I'm not exactly sure what you meant. You'll have to explain. In this chapter, I will be switching viewpoints a lot, so I hope you don't get confused. I'm making this one really long chapter, the longest I have ever written, and so I hope you like it. Anyway enough about my rambling. By the way… for those of you who don't want Harry to die… well you'll see at the end of the chapter I guess. For the final time… I submit for your entertainment Chapter 16, the final chapter of Harry Potter and the Journey Through Time. Dum da da dum!
Harry began to walk towards the veil, thoughts swirling through his head. As much as he didn't want to die, he knew he had to, to bring back peace. And he really didn't mind too much. He would be with his mum and dad, and Sirius. Dumbledore too. Ron and Hermione had each other. Ginny… well Ginny would be able to move on. Deep down, Harry knew that probably wasn't true. But he had long gotten used to putting others before himself. And this was his destiny. To defeat Voldemort. To be the world's savior. His whole life had been in preparing himself for this moment. As he approached the veil, his insides began to turn cold. He looked up and saw the darkness approaching.
"Dementors! James, take Lily and run! I'll hold them off."
"Harry we'll help-"
"Hermione, Ron. No. Get out of here. I'll handle this. Sirius, go with Lily and James. It's important you all stay safe."
"Harry, I love you," said Ginny.
"I know."
"Harry Potter! If you die on me, I will curse myself and come after you!"
"Ginny go. I'll hold them off. Snape…"
"Get out of here you stupid Gryffindors. Never wanting to save themselves. Damn hero complex…" Snape grumbled. Together, the two of them began to fight off the dementors as the kids ran for it. A few death eaters had arrived as well and were chasing the six of them.
"Expecto Patronum!" The spells rang out in the Department of Ministries. Harry's stag and Snape's serpent began to attack the dementors.
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After Harry had told them to run, Hermione, Ron, Ginny, James, Lily, and Sirius, all ran from the death eaters and dementors. When they reached the circular room, the death eaters jumped out from a room. The six soon became two groups of three, each grabbing the closest door to them. Hermione, Ginny, and Ron disappeared into one room, the time-travelers another.
"Ron, where are we?" asked Hermione fearfully. They looked at the room they were in. They hadn't seen it before from their last trip to the Department of Mysteries, nor when Harry had been trying to find the girls. It was the last room. They looked around in awe, caught up in everything. "Colloportus," Hermione said, effectively locking the door behind them. Everyone stared at the room. It seemed to lull them to sleep, to calm their nerves, to give them hope and despair at the same time.
"Hermione, isn't that a pensieve?" asked Ron.
"Yea- wait no. It isn't. Ron? Ginny? Could this be the Dream room?"
"You know H'mione, I think you're right. Or else the Memory room. I dunno. What do you reckon?"
"Who cares guys? In case you forgot, death eaters are after us. Death eaters!" Flustered, Ron and Hermione broke apart, and they ran. Ginny, always the one to snap everyone back to reality, had saved them once again. They flew the room and opened another door which led to-
"-the time room!" finished Sirius proudly.
"Lily, Sirius, come on. Let's go. We have to get out of here. They are chasing us remember?" said James.
"Where to Prongsie?"
"This way!"
The three time-travelers ran, unaware of their surroundings. Death Eaters had burst in and everyone seemed frozen. Hermione, Ron, and Ginny just stared in shock. The death eaters stared at Lily, James, and Sirius. Everything began to move slowly. The time-travelers passed by the broken time-turners. Hermione and Ron fired stunners at the death eaters. "Stupefy!" Their red beams of light flew towards the death eaters, but not before a green light and a blue light flew towards James, Lily, and Sirius. "Obliviate." "Avada Kedavra." Everyone looked on again. The stunners hit the death eaters, causing them both to crumble. However, everyone was focused on the green and blue beams.
"NOOOOOOOOOOO!"
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Harry saw his friends had ran off and looked at his ex-professor. He heard his parent's shouts in the back of his mind; he saw Sirius's eternal laugh, etched onto his eyes. With a look of grim determination, Harry put all his remaining strength into his spell casting. He saw Snape go down from the memories. Harry's insides turned cold, nearly frozen. There were so many dementors. It was hard. He saw a dementor grab Snape, the scaly grey hand coming out from under the cloak. Harry remembered Sirius back in third year. This one's for Sirius, he thought. "Prongs! Get him!" Harry shouted. In mid-stride, the stag turned back.
The dementor had lifted its hood. Harry watched in horror. Once again, in slow motion, he saw the dementor stoop down to deliver the dementor's kiss, the fatal attack that would relieve Snape of his soul. As much as Harry hated the greasy git, he didn't think even Snape deserved that. Prongs charged. The dementor began to suck in its breath, the very air from the room. Harry felt faint, Prongs shimmered slightly. Harry also began to appear transparent. Its lowered antlers ran towards the dementor, and went right through it. Prongs reappeared on the other side. The dementor, confused, dropped Snape like a rag doll. The dementors were eyeing them warily. The death eaters had all taken off after the others. Harry and Snape collapsed together. The dementors greedily came forward, but the serpent and stag patronuses held them at bay. However, their defenses weren't lasting for long. Their patronuses faltered, and then disappeared. Harry blinked in and out of existence once more.
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Everyone stared, with grim fascination, at what was occurring. As the light sped towards them, the blue jet of light connected first. The time-turners on the wall, which were about to shatter, were hit with the light as well as James, Lily, and Sirius. Then, the three of them just disappeared on the spot.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
The green light shot harmlessly into a wall. Hermione fell to the ground, sobbing uncontrollably.
"We failed him Ron. They got them. We couldn't do it. WHHHHHYYYYY!"
Hermione turned to Ron and sobbed into his shoulder. Ginny helped Ron pick her up and they walked back into the spinning room. They stared at the doors. Their hearts were beating, their love for Harry and anger for failing him front and foremost in their mind. They went to the first door they tried and opened it. They were bathed in a strange golden aura. They felt powerful beyond measure; the contents of the room flooded them and seeped through another door. Their hearts again began to beat; happy memories flooded their being. They could definitely perform the best patronus ever. They stared after the wonderful power strangely. Suddenly, another door burst open on its own accord. It was the exit to the lifts. They ran through it and wound up back in the Atrium. The exit was just ahead. They walked out and apparated to Hogwarts "You can't apparate inside of Hogwarts. Honestly Ron read Hogwarts, a History." "Ok then just go to Hogsmeade."
They landed in Hogsmeade and ran up the steps to talk to Professor McGonagall. After relaying what happened they sank into a chair in the headmistresses office. Hermione looked up and saw Professor Dumbledore's portrait winking at her.
"Professor?"
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Lily, James, and Sirius fell onto the hard floor, spinning out of control. Had it not been for the fact they didn't know where they were and if they were safe, or even alive for that matter, the picture they made would have been a very funny one. James was right on top of Lily, and Lily was right on top of Sirius. Needless to say, Sirius was having trouble breathing.
"Where in the bloody hell are we?" asked Sirius.
"I don't know. What happened?" It was dark; they couldn't see their hand in front of their face. They felt all the scars and scratches on them throbbing, and wondered what exactly had happened to them. "Lumos," the three voices cried together. The darkness lit up. They were in a very empty room. "Where are we?"
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Snape looked over, and saw Harry shimmering in and out of existence. Crap, there goes boy wonder, he thought. The dementors advanced on them. Too weak to do anything, Snape welcomed them. They loomed terrifyingly in front of the remaining two fighters of the side of the light. Harry also stared at them. At least, he thought, Voldemort's soul would be sucked up as well. Too weak to do anything, he let himself into fate's hand. The dementors surrounded them and picked them up to where their mouths would have been. The air was cold, lifeless. The room, bare, desolate. They accepted what was coming. As they felt their souls begin to be sucked out, the dementors dropped them. The room was suddenly flooded with a golden aura. The dementors cowered in fear. Harry suddenly felt renewed strength, beyond anything he ever thought possible. The room suddenly became warm and happy, images danced across his mind, of happy times in his life. The dementors let out a scream. All at once they disappeared.
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"Professor Dumbledore sir?"
"Ah…Hermione. I was wondering when I would see you again. So has Harry done it?"
"Well, you should ask Ron. Ginny and I were kind of kidnapped at the time."
"Very well then. Mr. Weasley? Tell me what happened."
So Ron retold the story, how they had found the cup in the chamber with relative ease, how the locket had been stashed at Grimmauld place, and about Nagini.
"How did he destroy them Ron?"
"He just gave them a good reductor curse." (A/N that chapter, for whatever reason, it was impossible for me to spell reductor right. Ah. I just figured it out. My computer decided reductor was not a word, and made it redactor…not that I know what that means. Ah sorry, back to the story.)
"Interesting. I have a story for you Ron. A thrilling tale actually. I was looking for a horcrux of Tom's. I stopped by the old Gaunt house, as you all well know. I could tell powerful magic had been there. I crept in slowly. I moved the brush aside and was hit by several curses. Now normally, I would have been fine. I just evaded most of them. Quite a few nasty ones actually. I got hit by a couple of them though, and it made my reaction time even slower. I walked towards the house. I snuck inside the house and to my surprise, I found the ring that Harry had told you about. I looked at it and knew right away what it was. Being foolish, I decided to destroy it on the spot. A reductor curse actually. The ring exploded and Voldemort's part of soul exploded as well, not being near any horcruxes. It attacked my hand, and killed it for the most part. I stared as my hand slowly began to turn charred black. I quickly apparated to Hogwarts and alerted Professor Snape. He kindly gave me a potion. I believe it was, what was it now? Ah yes, I forget what he called it, but he essentially put a stopper on death, I do believe. It counteracted whatever was happening to my hand and stopped the death from going on into the rest of me. Because of his quick thinking, and the power I had in me, combined we did what one alone could not, and saved my life. It was then I realized, I was not meant to destroy the horcruxes, Harry was. And I also began to have my suspicions about Harry being a horcrux as well. After all, on the ring, it had a shape that looked like a lightning bolt, which closely resembled a certain scar. Now I could not tell Harry my suspicions. You see, to defeat Voldemort, he would need all the love he could possibly have. And knowing him, if he knew he was a horcrux, he would cut himself off, and eventually kill himself to try and rid the world of Voldemort. But that could not be done. If he did just kill himself, the soul would be released and Voldemort would be able to come back once more. So Voldemort would have to die first. And afterwards, well that is what I was still thinking. I came to three conclusions. One, if a dementor were to suck Harry's soul out, it is possible that since there would essentially be two souls, the Tom's would come out, leaving only Harry's. But the odds of that happening are fifty-fifty, a risk I am not willing to take. The second option of course, is for Harry to make a horcrux, and put Voldemort's soul into it. I was reluctant on this as well though, because someone would have to die to destroy the horcrux. And the third idea I had-"
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"Potter."
"Snape."
"G-good job. With the Dark Lord. And the dementors," Snape said grudgingly.
"You too."
"Why were you going to throw yourself in the veil?" Snape asked.
"I had too. Voldemort's soul is in me."
"Once again, the Gryffindor stupidly rushes in before he thinks out the situation. You just killed someone Potter."
"Right."
"And your soul split."
"Right."
"So make a horcrux. Put Voldemort's soul into one."
"I don't know how."
"I have already done all the necessary preparations. It just takes one movement from you."
"What do I do?"
"Point at the object you will make into a horcrux and flick your wand, followed by a swish." Harry did as he was told. He pointed at the object Snape was holding; it looked remarkably like a snitch. He felt like his head was going to be destroyed. He felt his scar burning in pain. It felt like his whole being would be torn apart. Harry sank to the floor in pain. This was worse than any cruciatus could ever cause him. He saw the snitch-like object glow, he felt like his essence was poring from through his scar. He focused all his thoughts on something that could keep him from passing out. They strayed to different things. Merope Gaunt's crazed brother, Borgin and Burkes. Harry shook his head. Those weren't his thoughts. A looming terror suddenly appeared in his mind. The mirror. Two souls. Which soul would prevail?
He forced out Tom Riddle's soul. Some of it was so intertwined with his soul already, he could hardly tell the difference. As he had with Priori Incanteum (Sp?) He focused everything he had on keeping his soul. Ginny flashed through his mind, Hermione, Ron. All of the Weasleys. His parents, Sirius. All of the memories flooded him. He felt all of the love. Everything. His soul came back to him. Riddle's slowly disappeared. Harry had won the battle of wills.
He sunk down onto the hard cold floor and looked up at Snape. He saw his reflection in the snitch, his scar was gone. He subconsciously rubbed his head, moving his bangs out of the way. He traced the lightning bolt scar, where it had always been. It was gone. Harry let out a sigh. It was-
"-not over yet Potter," Snape was saying. Harry slowly gathered his thoughts and looked up at the half-blood Prince.
"Yes it is."
"Not quite. We still have to destroy his soul. Six-sevenths of it to be exact."
"How?"
"The same way Dumbledore did. He gave up the life of his hand for one-seventh of it. So for six-sevenths of it, being as powerful of a wizard as Dumbledore was…" Snape trailed off suggestively.
"One more person still has to die then? It was all for nothing."
"Yes Potter. Someone has to die. But it wasn't for nothing. One more life, and it is all over."
"Hand it here. How do I destroy it?"
"No Potter. This is something I have to do."
"What? NO. I don't want you to give up your life."
"All of the sudden compassionate, Harry? I didn't know you had it in you. Especially to a Slytherin no less."
"Severus… please."
"That already worked once Harry. Not again. This is my choice. My whole life, I played both sides. Now, I can't play either. I'd like to die knowing I did something. After killing Albus, this is the only thing I can do to redeem myself."
"You already have in my eyes…"
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Lily, James, and Sirius opened the door cautiously and walked out of the room.
"This is way too confusing. Let's go find Dumbledore," said Lily.
"Hey guys, my watch says today is November 1st. I can't remember for the past two months," said Sirius wearily.
"Wow, me neither. I remember boarding the train and getting to Hogwarts, maybe your watch is off two months?" suggested James.
"I dunno Prongs. Let's go talk to Dumbledore."
Together, the three of them made their way to the headmaster's office and the gargoyles sprung aside for them.
"Ahh," said Dumbledore, his eyes twinkling merrily. He had been playing with his hands across his chest thumping them against each other, leaning back in his chair. Fawkes was perched next to him, staring at the three new arrivals.
"Professor, what's today?"
"November the first, 1977. I was wondering when you all would be back. You gave us quite a scare."
"We did?"
"Yes Mr. Black, you had been gone since Halloween. We feared for your lives. But I am glad to see you are safe and sound. Could you tell me what happened?"
"That's just it Professor… we don't remember anything since September the first."
"Interesting." And Dumbledore realized he was the only one who had remembered Harry, Ginny, Hermione, and Ron. He reasoned that they had been sent back and had their minds wiped. A wise decision.
"Very well then. Go on and head back to your dormitories. Your friends are waiting for you."
The three of them left Dumbledore to ponder what had happened. He would tell the rest of the school that Harry Granger, Ron Wheezy, Ginny Thomas, and Hermione Granger had all returned to where they had come from. He stroked Fawkes and began to eat a lemon drop. He then noticed a package on his desk. He looked at it and opened the card.
"To Professor Dumbledore. From Harry. Merry Christmas Professor. This is more than likely early, but I thought I'd give you a little something."
Dumbledore opened the present and what he saw made him chuckle. It was a pair of socks. The card continued. "I figured that you could never have too many socks."
"Quite right my boy, quite right," said Dumbledore to no one in particular.
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Snape looked at Harry. "Thank you. Don't go telling people I'm being nice to you and all. I won't have it. You'll ruin my rep." Snape gave Harry the first true smile he had ever seen on the man. It looked scary. His face seemed to crack in some places, as if it wasn't use to smiling, or had forgotten how.
"I'll tell them what you did Severus. Your sacrifice will be honored. I promise."
"Thanks Harry. And if it means anything, I'm well I'm not sorry for giving you a hard time, you needed it to keep your head at a reasonable size, seeing as how you would have taken after your father, but I am sorry for misjudging you. Goodbye Harry. I'll tell your parents hello. And what you've done. Not that James will believe me. Now get out of here. You have some friends to save."
With one last look at Snape, Harry took off. He turned around to look at his profe- no, his friend, and saw a blinding flash of light. The snitch blew up and with it, Severus Snape, double agent, Slytherin, and Dumbledore's man, through and through. Looks like Dumbledore was right: people do deserve a second chance, thought Harry.
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"- my third theory was to send Harry through the Veil of life. I was not entirely sure what would happen although I know for a fact Voldemort's soul would have been destroyed. But I don't know. Do you know where Harry is right now?"
"Well sir, he had just defeated Voldemort, and then dementors and death eaters attacked. He told us to run. Professor Snape stayed with him. Except, when we were running-" Ginny broke off. Hermione continued for her.
"When we were leaving, death eaters followed us. In the time room, they found James, Lily, and Sirius. They sent a memory charm and the killing curse at them. The memory charm hit first and also hit the time-turners and then before the killing curse could hit they just-"
"Vanished into thin air," started Ron. "So we failed him. Harry's gone. He's-"
"Don't say it Ron. It makes it final when you say it. I can't bear it." Ginny fled from the room in tears. Hermione looked up fearfully, and then left the room to follow Ginny.
"Do you think Voldemort and Harry are both really gone then Professor?"
"Well Ron. I can tell you for a fact the Voldemort has in fact been vanquished. How I know, I can't say, but he is for a fact gone from this world. As for Harry, I do not know, as much as it pains me to say it, I do not know. We will have to see if his parents and Sirius were sent back to their time by the broken time-turner. That is, after all, how this mess all started. I have grown quite tired of talking. I am going to take a nap. Go take care of your friends Mr. Weasley. They do need you right now." Ron took off to comfort his friends.
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Harry looked around at his surroundings. The Ministry of Magic. It was all over. It was all finally over. No more bloody prophecies, no more visions, no more Voldemort. He left the Ministry and apparated to Hogsmeade. He slowly walked towards the school and walked in on his friends, whom were all crying. They hugged him ferociously, and everyone knew. It was all over.
Ok guys. There is the story. I hope you liked it. Just so you know, Professor Potter was Harry from the future, therefore Harry couldn't die, because he had traveled back in time, which meant he was alive… so yeah. I was gonna kill him but I forgot I had done that, so he got to live. Anyway. If I do do the sequel after all, here is the prelude to it right after my little author's note. If not, then just forget I had wrote this last part.
As James, Lily, and Sirius were walking back to Gryffindor tower, they saw someone. They stared at them and followed. When they finally got them, they sighed in relief.
"Harry! You and your girlfriend should know better than to be out wandering the corridors. 5 points each from Hufflepuff."
"Sorry James."
Harry and his girlfriend left and they walked in silence.
"Harry…" said Lily.
"Huh?" asked James.
"Nothing, I just really like that name. If I had a son I would name him-"
"Harry James Potter." James gasped in shock. Memories of the past two months began to come back to him. He stared at Lily and Sirius.
"Oh my god. I remember what happened…"
To be continued…(maybe)
Author's note only. Sorry guys. Just wanted to let you know that I started on a different story. It's not the sequel yet but it's a harry potter story none the less. Just thought I'd give you the heads up since you all asked me to. I also combined the first two chapters into one, that's why everything is so different. If you have any problems reading the story or anything just leave a review and ill hopefully fix it for you all. Just click my name and find the other story I've published. Hope you enjoy it. See you in 'Year #7, the battle for the world.' I would have just posted the author's note, but im not allowed to and id get banned for awhile so yeah.