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CHAPTER - 7

- We are doomed. - Snape said. - Harry Potter was the only person who could defeat The Dark Lord. He can't be dead !

- I know it's hard to realize but it's true...Harry James Potter is dead. - Dumbldore said with tears in his eyes. He looked at the boy's pale face and closed his eyes for a minute trying to hold back his tears.

- So...what are we going to do ? - Flitwick asked obviously himself.

- Nothing. There's nothing we can do. There is no spell that can bring the dead to life. Today and up to the end of the year we will announce mourning. It's a great loss to the all magic and nonmagic world. Terrible tragedy !

- And what with the boy's body ? - Snape asked.

We must follow the tradition. The body will stay at Hogwats for a few days and then we must give it to Sirius.

Everyone stood there looking at the floor. A silence was interrupted by Lupins voice :

- How can we do that ?! How can we tell Sirius that Harry is dead ?! That will kill him ! He won't handle it ! Harry was the only meaning of his life ! He thought that if he couldn't protect Lily and James then he will at least make sure that their son will be safe and now...he's dead !! How do you think he's going to go through this?!

- And what are you suggesting ?!

- I don't know ! But you can be sure that I'm not the one who will tell him about all this !! - Reamus screamed and started to cry again.

- I'll tell him. - Albus said. - But in person of course. I can't tell him about this in the letter. - He made a pause and looked at Lupin. - You must calm down, Reamus. It's very hard for all of us...

Lupin nodded. He slowly walked to the couch where Harry's body laid and looked at Dumbldore's pale face. They were looking at each other for awhile and then Reamus took Harry's body and started to walk with it to the door. Everybody were silence. They were looking at the door with sad faces and all of them were thinking about the same thing : " This can't be real ! "

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Reamus Lupin was walking along the corridor not paying attention at the small group of students behind him. They were following him from the Headmaster's office. There was no talking, no whispers...they were just following DADA professor to the tomb where Harry's body should lay for two days.

The tomb was under the ground. It was a big, cold premise with no windows. The gloom was disseminated by the dim lights of torches. Stones of which the floor consisted were all of different colour. It was the colours of the four faculties - Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff and Slytherin. The tomb was built a long time ago by the first Headmaster. And he was also the first one who wished his body to lay here in the tomb of the school which he considered as his own home. There were a lot of shelfs on the walls on which mymmies laid. Those were dead professors or even Headmasters who wished to lay here in Hogwarts tomb. In the middle of the premise there was some kind of a stone bench with mysterious runes all over it. Lupin carefully put Harry's body on it and stepped back.

" He was only 16 years old... 16.... He was so young. He will never know such things as love and marriage.... He will never know. " - he thought.

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Next morning Hermione woke up in the hospital wing. She got up from the bed trying to figure out why she was there. At once she remembered everything that happened yesterday. She got dressed and silently walked out of the hospital wing. She slowly crossed the quidditch field and reached Hagrid's cabin. He was not at home...maybe somewhere in the forest. Hermione was trying to figure out what to do. Harry was gone she knew that. But she also new that she must find a way to bring him back.

-No. There's nothing I can do...No magic can bring a dead man to life. - she said to herself. A tear slipped down her chick.

- Hey ! Listen ! - she heard a voice behind her back. It was coming from behind the cabin. Hermione bypassed the hut and reached the Forbidden forest. A man was standing behind the tree. 'Mione came closer and saw that it wasn't even a human. It was a Centaur. That part which was horse- like was all black. Human part has long white hair and deep blue eyes that were looking very attentively at Hermione. He was looking to his right and left all the time trying to figure out if there was someone else watching them.

- Come closer. - he said in a deep low voice. Hermione stepped forward and now she was near the centaur. He lowered his head and said :

- My name is Grinloy. I'm a centaur as you can see. And there's something important I have to tell you.

- What is it ?

- There is a way to save Harry Potter.

Hermione felt her heart started to beat very fast as she heard these words. Tears were forming in her eyes again. She took a pause and then said :

- But he's dead. And there's no magic that can bring the dead to life.

- No. That's not true. If he's dead since yesterday and if he's a ghost - there is a chance to bring him back.

- What do you mean ?

- The spirit still has a connection with the body.

- But-but... then why Cedric Diggory isn't a ghost like Moaning Mirtl or Nearly Headless Nick ? You heard these names before, right ?

- Of course I heard about them. We like to live deep in the forest and we don't like people but it doesn't mean that we know nothing about the external world. You want to know the answer ? Cedric Diggory didn't want to be a ghost. There was nothing that could held him here in the living world.

- Then... you' re trying to tell me that only persons who want to become a ghost...become ghosts ?

- Yes.

- But still I can't understand.... Moaning Mirtl...she's so miserable...she died because of the Basilisk... what was that thing that held her here ?

- She was afraid of death. A dead man has a few days to decide what to do : to be a ghost, or to go to a place where... we all go...

- So...how can I save Harry ?

- Until he'll make a choice you must cast a special spell 3 times.

- What spell ?

- You must invent it by yourself. The spell must come from your heart. A person must cast this spell during the thunder-storm. And as I can tell there will be a thunder-storm tomorrow in the evening. You have 24 hours before it will be too late to save him.

- But what spell ? I'm not sure I can do this !

- Hermione ! - she heard a voice behind her. Centaur turned back to see who was coming. It was Hagrid.

- Look for an ancient book - " Life and Death " Chapter 9. - he said quickly and disappeared in the forest.

Hermione was standing there thinking hard. " Ancient book "Life and Death"...where, the hell can I find it ?! I doubt that there is one in a restricted section. Dumbldore is a powerful wizard...he's wise and...I can't believe he don't know about this ! "

- Hermione ! - Hagrid's voice brought her to reality. - What are you doing here ? You're not supposed to be here. It's dangerous. You better go back to Hogwarts.

- Right. I better get going. - Hermione quickly agreed and started to run back to the castle as fast as she could with only one thought in her head : " I must save Harry!"

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