Chapter 16: The boy who lived
'HARRY!' Ginny screamed as he fell. So many emotions were running through her head. She was shocked beyond all reason, and was surprised she could run.
But she ran. She ran blindly to Harry's side.
The Death Eaters disappeared as soon as Voldemort did, but Ginny did not notice. Everyone else was too shocked to move, but eventually started to come closer.
Ginny threw herself down next to Harry, who was propped up against the monument to his parents. She pushed his sweaty black hair back from his face, and looked at him. His eyes were wide open, with no shock present. He still had a look of determination in his eyes, and knowing. Ginny sobbed loudly.
'Harry, Harry, please come back.' She pleaded, knowing deep down inside that it was no good. There was no answer from Harry's lifeless body.
They started to gather around them, the whole group, minus the ones who lay on the battle field. They had died for him. No, they had died with him. Tears started to fall from everyone, all too shocked to do anything else. Still Ginny pleaded, as if he might come back if he heard her. But he wouldn't.
'Come on, Harry. You've survived it once, you can do it again. Please, Harry, please.'
Ginny's sadness suddenly took a turn.
'How could you do this!' She screamed at him, tears streaming down her face. 'You can just leave us here! Just kill yourself for no good reason! It's easy for you but now we have to live without you! Your selfish! I hate you! I HATE YOU!'
Hermione came to her side, as she sat on her legs, sobbing down at Harry. She knew she didn't mean it, but it still hurt. How could he leave them here? He didn't even say goodbye. Ginny felt a hand on her shoulder.
'Ginny, come on. There's nothing you can do, we should go.' Hermione said, own voice chocked with tears. Ginny looked around. Everyone around her was crying. Ginny nodded silently.
'We can't leave him here though.' Ginny said.
'Were taking him with us, Ginny.' Hermione said, helping her up.
Ginny couldn't walk because she was so shaken. She leant on Hermione for support as Moody and McGonagall went to go get Harry. It was then that a startled shout was heard and Ginny turned.
Harry's body was slowly disappearing, as was Voldemort's. Though Harry's was lit with a bright white light, which shone out through the dark.
Ginny cried out and fell back on the ground next to him. She tried to grasp him, she tried so hard, but couldn't. She let out a sob once he had disappeared, and the light that had basked her face went out. That would be the last time she saw him, and she hadn't even said Goodbye.
Allowing Hermione to get her up again they walked.
'Why did he kill himself, Hermione?' Ginny chocked. 'Why?'
Hermione was silent for a moment.
'I don't know, Ginny. But there must have been a reason.'
'So you don't think he just did it because he felt he should?'
'No, Ginny. Harry wouldn't do something like that,' Hermione said. 'There had to be a reason.'
Ginny nodded meekly, not sure if she believed it or not. All she knew now, was that where Harry had gone, there was no coming back. He had lost his memory, been into coma's, but there had always been a chance that he would be ok, that he would wake up or remember. But this time it was different.
This time he was gone, and there were no second chances.
When they got back to the Hogwarts castle, Ginny ran up to her dorm. She did not know what all the others were going to do. Celebrate? Mourn? There was reason for both, though Ginny did not feel like celebrating, or mourning with everyone else. So she decided to go up to her dorm.
Again, she was lucky it was deserted. She threw herself down blindly, and cried into the pillow. She was shaking with shock and the feeling of loss, and she felt terrible, but she didn't care.
Soon she could cry no more, and she rolled over. It was then that she felt something under her that crunched. She put her hand under her body and grasped a piece of parchment. Sitting up, she looked at it. On the front it said 'Ginny.'
She unfolded it to reveal the note inside, which she read, shaking.
Dearest Ginny,
I don't know exactly what you must be thinking right now, but I do know must have just happened. The reason being that I knew I had to do that.
When you told me about the poem I knew instantly what it was about, and what I had to do. 'And the last Not what he would expect For his own blood Shared with killer' It meant one thing: Voldemort had chosen me as the last Horcrux. It was clever, I know I wouldn't have thought it, but I knew that that was what it was.
So When we went into battle I knew what I needed to do. I know I never said goodbye to anyone, and wish I could have, especially to you. This is why I left you this note.
My love for you, and your love for me, made me strong enough to do what I did. Love did help me in the end, and it was you who gave it to me.
Never in my life have I loved someone as much as I have you. You helped me through troubles and I hope I helped you through yours. But remember that you made my life fulfilled.
Just because I'm gone, Ginny, doesn't mean you should give up life. I did what I did for you and for everyone, so that you would have a world to live in without fear. Now the world is free of Voldemort, and I want you to live in it. Live your life fully, don't be weighed down by thoughts of me. I destroyed him for you.
I love you, Ginny, and never forget that I did it for you.
You must go on without me, because my road ended here.
Love forever from Harry
And please, let my body rest in Godric's Hollow with my parents. I would like to be buried there with them.
Goodbye Ginny.
Tears fell onto the parchment from her face. The letter had managed to bring more out. She now knew why he had killed himself, though she didn't like it. But she felt she had an obligation to him now. She had to live, for Harry.
'Goodbye, Harry.' She whispered.
She was not Lost yet.
If you go to Godric's Hollow now, and walk into the park in between the apartment buildings, you come across a memorial made of stone, with a dusty mirror attached. The mirror has a black scorch mark on it, but otherwise looks completely normal. Underneath it is an engraving in memory of Lily and James Potter, and underneath a much newer, which many of the passing Muggles don't understand. It reads:
Here also lies Harry Potter
The boy who lived
Who fought here,
And sacrificed himself for the good of mankind
Who proved to all, that love can triumph over darkness
In even the harshest of times
A/N: well its over! Lost is finished! I hope I made some of u cry (I almost made myself cry!) I know from most of the reviews that you all assumed that he would live…well I lulled u into a false sense of security! Well anyway I wont ruin the moment..thanks to lys for helping me with the memorial poem and please review for the last time…let me know what you think! O and I will be posting the first chapter of my next story…which is a lily james…please take a look
Hope you liked it! Please don't kill me!
Bohemian Revolution