A/N: This will be the last chapter. I thank you all for bearing with me and reading my fics. Of all the reviews that I have had, I thank you all. I am trying to work on the paragraph problem and I just updated my word processor. Anyway I thank you all and look for some of my other stories as well. Also in one review said it had bad grammar. I don't know if he meant the whole thing or just where Hienrich is talking. I did this on purpose. In German the letter w is pronounced with a v sound, Like Wermacht (army) in German it is pronounced Veermacht. I did this so Hienrich could talk to Caprice and Fleur and have a different kind of voice. It is his accent. I could have written everything he and the German soldiers say in German but then it would make no sense to the reader what was going on if they did not speak German.

"Bittersweet goodbye"

Fleur once again woke to the sound of falling rain.-It seems this part of the country never stops raining- she thought to her self. She sat up in bed and remembered the events of yesterday. She lifted up her shirt exposing her naval, the round indention and red mark of the bullet that had hit her was still visible. It had hit her in what appeared to be her diaphragm area. Luckily Caprice had done some sort of magic to her when she was unconscious. The wound was no longer a problem, though it was still rather tender.

She got out of bed and dressed herself in her sky blue Bauxbatons uniform that she had worn ever since her venture out here. Just then Caprice and Hienrich came in through the door. "Ah she is avake. I thought zat she vould never vake up" said Hienrich toting a German rifle on his back. "Fleur guess what?" said Caprice "Me and Hienrich went downstairs and noticed that all of the French resistance people were gone." "Couldn't they be off fighting or something?" asked Fleur with a puzzled expression on her face. "Ve thought zat too, but normally they all wouldn't have gone somewhere. They always leave a guard behind. Also I got this rifle and a lot of ammunition for it. They just vouldn't leave it laying around." said Hienrich. The teenagers just spent the rest of the day just lying around the house and talking to each other. Fleur could not understand what was with Hienrich. Just as soon as he would show you how intelligent he was he'd go off and show you how stupid he was. He had just gotten done telling a really stupid and racist joke that Fleur did not approve of.

"You know Caprice, when I first saw you in Monsieur De Gaulle's Histoire De Francais class, I thought that you where nothing more than a stupid, know it all tart." Caprice opened her mouth to talk but Fleur was not done. "Now seeing all that you have done for me, I must really say that you are someone that I care about dearly. Hienrich, it's your turn. When I first saw you, you were the soldier that monsieur De Gaulle used the Wingaurdium Leviosa spell on and hit you against the wall, I thought that was really funny. Then when we saw you put up to gun point and pleading for your life, I didn't see a soldier, I saw a scared frightened little boy. There was something really human about you. Then when we were here and you punched me, I wanted nothing more than to see you dead. Then you took care of me when I was seriously hurt. I just want you to know that I really appreciate what you did for me." Fleur had given what she said slot of thought and both Hienrich and Caprice could see that it was emotional for her. Fleur had said what was on her mind and confided in the both of them her feelings. She was not totally truthful with Hienrich. She had more than just respect for him; she had something else but was far to embarrassed to tell it.

Colonel Walters of the first airborne division had just met with Sergeant Patrick with the 103rd tank battalion and had decided that their next objective was Versailles. "All right men, listen up. This girl Is Claudette and she will be our guide into Versailles. She says that there is heavy troop involvement and some panzers in there that we have to deal with. Also there are two girls who are known to be working for the jerries and they are wearing sky blue robes. Find them and take them out." Said colonel Walters, dismissing his men to go and get ready for the upcoming battle. Sergeant Patrick was doing the same thing with his tank detachment.

"Herr Sturggon, I have a special message from Berlin. The Furher has asked that you abandon Versailles and take you troops farther east and meet up vith the Fallshirmjäger in the caucuses Mountains." said the attendant. "How can he do that? Vhy has he ordered me to abandon my post at a time like this? The Fallshirmjäger has enough men on their stupid ski trip. I have worked very hard in the last couple of months to take Versailles, and halt the allied assault from Italy. Vere is that Stupid idiot Rommel any way. He is supposed to have stopped the allies in Africa? He did not do what he was supposed to do and vat happened to him? He is sent to Europe and is mad a high commander. You are to tell the Furher that I am in no position to leave Versailles!" yelled Herr Sturggon with a very furious look on his face. The attendant clicked his heels and raised his right palm. "Hail Hitler." He said at which gruppefurher Sturggon did the same in recognition of his salute.

Hienrich was sitting with the girls eating some of the food the French had left behind. He was thinking about Fleur how beautiful she was even under these conditions. He sat thinking about her and everything about her when he uttered her name a little too loud. "Blume vom gerichtshof" "What?" said Fleur looking over to him perplexed. "Oh it is your name in German. Flower of the court." He said. Just then they looked up into the sky. They heard a droning. It got increasingly louder as the time went by.

"This is squadron 654 on bombing run over Versailles, The whether is overcast but we think that we can get an opening." Said the bomber pilot of the B-17 "Copy that winter ghost; we have a cloud break in the area of your target. You drop you bombs then the rest of the squadron will drop theirs, over" said ground control. They flew around for five minutes before there was an opening in the clouds. The lead plane dropped their bombs and the rest of the squadron followed suite. With their deed done they turned around and headed back for England.

"Hienrich, what is that?" asked Caprice in a worried voice. "It sounds like airplanes. They are low pitched, so it's not a JU-88 It is more than one engine, so it is not a STUKA bomber." Said Hienrich, suddenly a thought came to him; if it was not one of their bombers then it had to be-. "Everyone get to the Basement! Get to the Basement Now!" The trio ran down the stairs taking three steps at a time when they heard the distinct sound of bombs being dropped. The three made it to the bottom floor and went looking for the basement when the first of the bombs started being dropped. "Everyone, we cannot make it to the basement, sit down over here!" yelled Hienrich over the extreme amount of noise. Caprice and Fleur went to opposite side of Hienrich and knelt down beside him. Caprice put her face into her hands but Fleur put her head on Hienrich's chest. He put his arm around her head and held her close. The wool of his uniform was warm and the sounds of the bombs were being drowned out by the beating of Hienrich's Heart. Suddenly the danger they were in did not seem all that important. All she wanted to do was stay there.

Colonel Walters was standing in front of a tank with his men. "All right everyone. The bombs have been dropped so it's our turn to go kick some Nazi ass. Let's go!" he yelled over the noise of the tanks turning over their engines. The battle group moved the mile and a half to Versailles when they mad their first enemy encounter. They met light resistance all the way into town. There fighting was extremely heavy.

"Girls ve need to get out of here. Ve have to get to the German army and they will protect us." said Hienrich. They went walking along toward Versailles when they were taken from their feet by an American tank on the outskirts of town. The three got back to their feet and ran into the town proper. All the way they were running through groups of American and French soldiers to get to the German lines. Hienrich had his gun out and was using it to great effect. He seemed to refrain from killing American soldiers, Fleur noticed, but before she had time to elaborate she was being dragged by the arm toward a building that said 'Le Bazar de Versailles'. They mad it into the store where they could get acclimated. "All right, I see a MG42 Over in that square there, ve need to get their and speak to Kommandant Sturggon. He will help us." said Hienrich panting heavily after that exhausting run. After they had sat and listened to make sure no one was coming they started to run toward the machine gun. Hienrich had found a Nazi flag and was waving it to get the attention of the machine gunners and it had worked. They stopped firing and picked up their rifles to cover their entry. Suddenly Fleur tripped. Caprice had already made it to the machine gun nest and Hienrich noticed her and came back for her.

Claudette had found a nice sniper position. She was getting a bead on a machine gunner that was impeding the American advance. Then out of the corner of her scope she saw the three that she had taken prisoner just a few days before. The Dark haired girl had made it behind the bunker and was out of sight but the blond and the German were in the middle of the road, she really hated Hienrich and took aim on him. She then pulled the trigger.

Heinrich was bending down to help Fleur when a thunderous bang, louder than any other rifle, had erupted from a building across the street. Hienrich's face went deathly pale and he seemed to have formed a weak smile and said, "Ich schiene, schuss, zu sien."

He then fell to the ground around Fleur. "Hienrich! Hienrich, are you O.K. Don't be hurt Hienrich. Don't be dead!" yelled Fleur, taking his head into her arms. He was breathing very rapidly and erratically looking up at her with a look of pain on his face. The noise and the commotion of the battle around them seemed to have faded. She did not even notice an American tank and n American soldier had come up to them. Caprice ran from the bunker and was kneeling next to the American, crying. Hienrich was still looking up into Fleur's distraught face and aid something really soft into her ear. "Never…forget…forget me…Blume Vom Gerichtshof." He said as a smile on came across his pained features. "Ich komme zu ihnen eva Zurück. Sie werden nie erraten was ich habe gesehen in frankriech. Ihr name war Fleur Delacour und sie est eine hexe auch. Sie hat auch einen wirklich kühlen freind. Ihr name war Kaprice. Ich wünsche, das sie sie hätten treffen können.'' Said Hienrich with the last of his breath that he could muster. He then fell silent and his chest moved up and down one last time before falling and never coming back up. Fleur burst out into great sobs as she sat holding her friend. Caprice had also started to cry and they both sat there under the watchful eye of colonel Walters.

The girls had been taken to the base camp for the Americans where they saw Madame Maxime. "Sank you, Kernel Walters for returning my daughters safely back to me. I do not know what I would have done if anything were to happen to them. They walked a short way away from the Americans when Madame Maxime grabbed both of them and they were once again in the safe embrace of Bauxbatons in Madame Maxime's office.

It had been three weeks since Fleur and Caprice had gotten back From 1943 Versailles. She and Caprice were closer than ever. Caprice had been careful not to mention Hienrich, she was sure that she had a special place in her heart for him. Fleur had sent a letter to the German ministry of magic requesting information on Hienrich from the muggle offices. She also asked for a witch by the name of Eva that Hienrich had talked about before his death. She got the letter one morning during her breakfast and walked over to caprice, to show her.

Dear mademoiselle Delacour,

We have the requested information on one Private Hienrich Von Richton from the German Embassy in conjunction with the release of war time records for public use. Hienrich Von Richton was born October 15, 1927 to Helga and Hans Von Richton in or around Berlin. He joined the Hitler Jugund in 1937 and served in the Volkstrum Wermacht, Hitler Jugund division Heers army starting in January 1943 to November of 1943 when he was killed in action at the battle of Versailles by a French snipers bullet. We have sent the enclosed picture of him in his war uniform. In regards to the witch Eva, She was reported to have attended the school of witchcraft and wizardry in Nuremburg. She was born October 3, 1927 to Johan and Olga Ulrich. She died September 7, 1943, due to excessive force used by Hitler's Gestapo forces. She is reported to have been in contact with foreign governments, but we can assure you that she was not. We hope this is the information that you would shave liked.

With regards,

Michael Von Braun, German Ministry of magic.

Fleur and Caprice looked at the photo of Hienrich in his German Uniform. He was smiling very proudly, like it was his first time putting on the uniform. They could see that he was awarded the iron cross and the close combat badge in the short time that he was in the service. They then looked at the picture of Eva. Hienrich was also in it. They holding each other and laughing together as though Hienrich had told one of his rude jokes and she found it funny. Fleur Put both pictures in her school books, and shut them crying silently along with Caprice, Clarice had come up to them and noticed them crying and asked what was wrong. They told her that it was nothing and they walked to their first class of the day. They were happy to be back at Bauxbatons but the feeling was bittersweet that they had to lose a friend to do it.

A/N: All right you guys that's it. I hoped you liked it. Please tell me what you think. Thanks for all your support.