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Chapter 5: Reminiscence

'Are you two ready to leave? Come on, this house won't be safe anymore in about two more minutes." Harry said to Ron and Hermione.

Ron was still looking at some of the muggle gadgets that were in the Dursley kitchen. He was truly amazed at muggle technology.

"You know, muggles really are dim, you know. What is this called again, Harry?" Ron asked him, as he pointed to a kitchen appliance.

"It's a dishwasher, Ronald. Come on, Harry's right. This house won't be safe much longer." Hermione replied.

At the stroke of midnight, Harry, Ron, and Hermione left the Dursley home and apparated to somewhere that none of them had been before. Godric's Hollow.'

As Harry was standing outside Ginny's door, he remembered that night. That was the night he saw his parent's graves for the first time. That was also the night that he saw where he lived when he was a baby. There wasn't much left of the house except for some remains. Apparently, nobody had wanted to clean up the mess that Voldemort had left the night that he killed Lily and James Potter. Part of Harry wished they had.

They didn't stay at Godric's Hollow long. They planned on staying longer, but an owl had arrived shortly after Harry, Ron, and Hermione had reached Godric's Hollow.

The owl had given Harry a letter. A letter that changed his life forever. The letter went like this:

Dear Mr. Potter,

We are sorry to inform you that Mr. Rubeus Hagrid has died. Please come to Hogsmeade for more details. And must we remind you Mr. Potter, that you have not past your apparition test yet, so please don't apparate on your own. Thank you.

Harry's life changed forever the night he found out that Hagrid was dead. He knew that Voldemort or one of his supporters had killed him. Harry figured they had killed him because they wanted to make Harry mad. And Harry turned out to be pretty right about his prediction.

Voldemort was the one to kill Hagrid. And he had killed him to make Harry mad. Yes, Harry did get mad, but he didn't let it control him.

Hagrid wasn't the only person to die. There were a few others too. As time went on, more and more people died. After Hagrid was Charlie Weasley. Then after Charlie died, Hermione's parents were killed. Harry remembered that after her parents were killed Hermione wanted to personally kill Voldemort herself. But both Harry and Ron stopped her. Harry had to do it, nobody else.

A few other people that didn't really mean anything to Harry, Ron, and Hermione died, but yet they were a little upset when they died. Shortly before Harry killed Voldemort, Bellatrix Lestrange had killed Cho Chang. Harry was a little upset by her death, after all, she was his first kiss. A few of their fellow Gryffindors and their family members had died too. Parvati Patil had died right around the same time Cho died, Neville Longbottom's grandmother died, and Oliver Wood had died shortly after Harry had found out about Hagrid's death.

But Oliver Wood died happy. He died during a Quidditch match. A bludger hit him in the stomach and he died of internal bleeding.

But there were some people that didn't die that deserved to. For instance, both Severus Snape and Draco Malfoy lived. But both of them were in Azkaban at the moment. So Harry supposed that them being in Azkaban was close enough to them being dead.

"Harry are you okay?" Harry heard a voice that sounded like Hermione ask him.

Harry shook his head. He saw Hermione, Ron, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, and Scrimgeour standing in front of him, looking as though Harry had just died.

"I'm okay, guys, I promise. I think I just need something to drink." said Harry.

"Would you like a cup of tea, dear?" Mrs. Weasley asked him.

Harry shook his head and started walking towards the Weasley's kitchen.

Everybody else followed him. Harry said to them, "I think something along the lines of brandy or fire whiskey would be nice."

Ron and Hermione exchanged scared glances. Harry getting drunk would not be the answer to his problems.

"Harry, please don't drink. Alcohol does not solve your problems. Can't we just talk this out?" said Hermione, who sounded deeply concerned about Harry.

Harry turned to her. "Please don't interfere Hermione. I know you're only trying to help. But please don't."

"Harry, please listen to her." said Ron.

"I think I'm going to go kill myself." said Harry, who was thinking aloud.

"No, Harry, please don't!" screamed Hermione.

"Everything that ever mattered to me is gone. Sirius Black has been dead for quite a few years now, Dumbledore's been dead for awhile, and now Ginny's engaged to someone who isn't me! DID YOU KNOW SHE WAS SUPPOSE TO MARRY ME!" Harry started screaming, he couldn't control his anger anymore. He had to let it out. He knew that screaming at everybody wouldn't help, but it temporarily felt good.

Everybody except for Scrimgeour gasped. None of them had known about Harry's engagement to Ginny.

Hermione was the one to break the ever-lasting silence. "Harry, I'm, I'm so sorry. None of us knew. Ginny never told us."

Harry was getting really mad now. Why didn't Ginny tell everybody about their engagement? She should have been shouting it at the top of her lungs.

"I have to get out of here." said Harry, who started running out of the Burrow.

"Harry, wait." Hermione gasped.

Ron grabbed Hermione, who was running after Harry. "Let him go, Hermione, let him go."

Harry didn't know where he was going, but he had to get away from everybody. He considered starting a new life. Maybe he would relocate to some foreign country. France was suppose to be nice. Maybe Italy. But like a strike of lightning a thought hit Harry. He should go to Romania. He could retrace his steps to help him found out about his missing two years. Yeah, that's what he was going to do.

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