A/N as of August 1, 2006 This is the new ending for this story! I know it's been completed since MARCH 2006….but I had a review saying that it was an odd ending….and reading it quite recently, I have to admit it was a pretty bad ending. SOO…this is the new, revised ending. I have to admit…after reading all those chapters of angst and coming to a flat ending was quite a disappointment… So after I watched Harry Potter 4 a million times, I realized that in the movie, there was something quite weird, and I decided to branch off of that. Okay…I'm going on another tangent…so enjoy this ending!
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In Heaven….
Rebecca opened her eyes to have a white, hazy light greet her. She looked around the blank whiteness to see misty figures floating towards her. They whispered softly, but she couldn't decipher what they were saying. They looked human, for they wore normal clothes. But that's when she a bone-breaking pain in her stomach.
She looked down, appalled by what was going. A soft glimmer was coming from her pregnant belly, and when she blinked, she saw a small boy who looked exactly like Tom. He looked as if he was three or four, and when he smiled at her, it broke her heart to see Tom's smile.
"Mama?" the little boy said in the identical soft voice that was being ejected from the others around them.
"Oh…." Rebecca whispered, bending down. She placed a hand on her son's shoulder, and she noticed that she was beginning to fade as well. The little boy was fading along with her, and she watched as pale tears fell down her white cheeks.
"Mama…we were so close…" the boy whispered, and Rebecca swept the boy into her arms.
"I'm so sorry," Rebecca said softly into the boy's ear, watching as the tears also fell down her son's face. "I am truly sorry."
"Rebecca? Michael?" a voice rang among the others soft whispers, and Rebecca and her son looked up towards the blinding light above.
"Welcome to Heaven," the voice rang in their ears, and that's when Rebecca knew she was finally dead. And there was no going back. This was no dream, where she would open her eyes and look next to her to see Tom sleeping next to her with a smile plastered over his face and the large stomach of hers in front of her. There was no more Tom. No more roses.
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On Earth many years later on a certain Halloween evening….
"Go Lily! Take Harry and GO!" a young man's voice shouted as a cloaked figure outstretched his wand and the door in front of him unlocked.
"It's him, Lily! TAKE HARRY AND GO!" the young man shouted angrily as a young, beautiful woman shook her head from the kitchen doorway. That's when they both heard a stumbling sound. The young man had brown hair and glasses on his nose, his eyes looking pleadingly at the woman named Lily.
"TAKE HARRY AND GO TO SIRIUS, FOR GOD'S SAKE, LILY!" the young man shouted at her fustratedly, beads of sweat covering his face.
"I'm not going without you, James," the woman said quietly as they heard footsteps.
"I'll be okay, Lily! GO!" the man said softly back to her, and a look of sadness covered both their faces. They looked at each other in the eyes, and then Lily ran out the kitchen doorway to the hallways. The man named James looked, taking out his wand in worry.
"Ahh…James Potter," the cloaked figure said in an icy voice, and they met face to face.
"Voldemort," James whispered, a feeling of bravery in his blood.
"Lead me to Harry, and I won't harm you or Lily," Voldemort attempted to compromise, but James shook his head stubbornly.
"You're going to have to get through me if you want Harry!" James shouted defiantly.
"Very well," Voldemort said, taking out his wand with a pale, blood-stained, slender hand. "And because I am a merciful Lord, I will let you fight me."
"AVADA KEDAVRA!"
"EXPELLIARAMUS!"
The two spells tied to each other, and they looked at each other. James let go finally and dodged away from the green light. It hit the wall and made a large, burnt hole in the wall.
"LET ME SEE HARRY!" Voldemort tried once again, but James only cast a red light in his direction. Voldemort waved it away lazily, and before James could shout another spell, Voldemort shouted the two words that James dreaded. And James felt himself being knocked off his feet, and the last thing he saw was the picture of him and Lily and Harry hanging over the fireplace. He was holding a white bundle that was Harry, and Lily was clutching the little baby's adorable hands. That's when blankness covered his view, and his last breathe escaped from his barely-open lips.
Voldemort stumbled and cackled as he walked down the hallway. That's when he saw Lily, her auburn hair gleaming from the Muggle lights.
"Lily," he said in a dangerously quiet voice, but she stuck out her wand.
"Stay away from him," she hissed, but he cast the Killing Curse at her once more. She ran into the room she was blocking and looked down at the figure in the cradle behind her. His eyes opened, and she closed her eyes, trying to block the tears that blinded her vision.
"Lily, I will take Harry and I will not harm you," Voldemort tried to compromise, but Lily shook her head angrily.
"Very well," Voldemort said, raising his wand behind his back so Lily wouldn't see. "Foolish, just like your husband…"
"MY HUSBAND ISN'T A-"
"AVADA KEDAVRA!" Voldemort shouted suddenly through Lily's helpless voice, and she screamed as she fell to the floor. She closed her eyes, letting her tears fall. That's when the darkness settled over her, just like all those who died in the same situation as her.
Voldemort stepped over Lily's lifeless body and went to the cradle. The one named Harry looked up at him, a curious look over his eyes. Harry raised up his arms, as if he wanted Voldemort to pick him up. That's when a hazy memory went through Voldemort's head.
Voldemort felt Rebecca's soft hair under his hands, and he closed his eyes. He could remember Rebecca yelling at him because he wanted to be who he was right now.
Rebecca…you would be so proud of me… Voldemort thought as he could remember Rebecca's large stomach that held his child. That's when his heart throbbed with pain, and he drew out his wand.
"AVADA KEDAVRA!" Voldemort shouted, hoping that the hurt went away, but it didn't. He watched in shock as the green light bounced off the child's forehead and hit his own forehead. He watched as he collapsed into darkness, and he could see a faint figure in the darkness. Rebecca was standing there, but a worried look plastered over her face.
"You're not dead yet, Tom," she whispered as he tried to reach out, clinging onto her. "Just be thankful that you are." And with that, she disappeared. Voldemort gave up, and the last thing he heard was Peter Pettigrew's stunned voice over his own head.
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In a certain graveyard 13 years later…
Rebecca watched from the darkened skies as a teenage-aged boy was thrown into the arms of a stone angel sitting in the desolate graveyard. She looked to her right to see a dead, handsome young man wearing yellow and black robes. The teenage boy wore the same clothes, only his stripes were red.
"Gryffindor…" Rebecca whispered, knowing those colors so well. "Hupplepuff….how could I forget?"
Rebecca couldn't hear the words that a fat, graying man was saying, but she watched as the boy tried to let himself free as the man dropped a white parcel into the boiling cauldron below her. She felt a stab of hurt in her heart, and she knew who it was.
"Tom…don't do this…" she said softly as the man Conjured a dirty bone from the land of the dead. The man himself cut off his arm, and Rebecca could still hear his screams days after she witnessed this. She watched in horror as the man went to the teenage boy and stabbed him, letting the blood run free.
"PLEASE DON'T!" Rebecca shouted in fright as she watched large flames erupt around the cauldron as the last drop of blood dripped into the black pot. She knew that the people down on the grounds with their hearts beating couldn't tell what was happening, but she knew perfectly what was going on.
"TOM! NO!" Rebecca shouted as she watched a pale, bald man emerge from the flames.
"Oh God…." Rebecca breathed in quickly as the man walked towards the man and conversed with him. As quickly as he had emerged, men cladded in black emerged in a circle around the graveyard. They wore cone-shaped hats and skull masks covered their faces. But Rebecca knew that under those masks that they were as evil as Tom was, possibly with completely evil-dipped hearts that were filled with more vile ideas than Tom's own.
"Friends," Tom said in a raspy voice, and Rebecca felt the tears beginning to fall. "It's been thirteen years…"
Rebecca didn't care what the hell Tom was going on a tangent about. She closed her eyes, refusing to believe that this was the result of the man she had loved so much. She couldn't believe that he wasn't the handsome man that had made her smile every single second of her life after Hogwarts. She didn't believe that this was the man that had made up for all those angry fights, ranging from their own relationship to those about Muggle lives.
That's when she watched as Tom turned to the boy's figure, and she watched as Tom set him free.
"Thank God you have a heart, Tom…" she whispered thankfully through tear-stained tears as the boy stood up helplessly and fell again, a pained look covering his face. Rebecca stood up, wondering if she could just fall down there like she had thirteen years ago and tell him that he wasn't dead. Only this time, she would plead him to have mercy on the boy and let him go.
Somehow, he got her message. A sinister smile covered Tom's face as the boy and Tom raised their wands and began shouting spells and curses at each other. That's when Rebecca thrust out her arms, letting the white cloth in her hands drape over Tom and the boy, and it glimmered proudly in the lifeless land.
"LET HIM BE!" she heard Tom's raspy voice much closely as she watched as the four people in front of her escape. She let herself flow out, just like the others. But when she looked down, she was only the white light that covered over them. She watched as a young couple urged the boy to let go, and when he did, Rebecca felt herself and the others beginning to wind back into the wand.
Rebecca stopped for a moment in front of Tom, who looked at her widely. She looked around to see Harry looking at her for a brief moment.
"Run," Rebecca worded with her mouth, and he ran, refusing to look back at this wonder. Rebecca looked at Tom in the eyes, and she felt herself being sucked back in.
"Where did all the good go, Tom?" Rebecca asked the question she had been desperate to ask him forever, and that's when she saw a sad look coming over his face.
"Let him go, Tom," Rebecca advised, and she disappeared back into the wand. Back into the secure place, where she knew she wouldn't be harmed or hurt ever again.
The only thing she regretted as watching the man that her life used to belong to waste away, one bit by one bit.
Rebecca watched as the days went on, as the boy who she later learned was Harry Potter grew into a man. As he found the false Horcrux she had placed. As he watched his loved ones die, one by one falling to the ground just like she had. As he watched him fall in love, just like she and Tom had.
But the newer days hadn't arrived yet. She had to wait, from daybreak to sunset, to see who would truly win the battle of good and evil. She couldn't tell, sometimes, if Tom was the good side and Harry was the bad side.
But there was one thing that was definite. There would be no more roses for her and Tom. There would be no more smiles for the once-happy couple. There would be no more rays of hope lighting on them, convincing them that they would work something out in the end.
Their fates had truly turned around.
The End
A/N: I have a few people to thank! First and foremost, KALLE! Thank you SO much for reviewing this story AND the newest one that I've written! You are amazing, AND you're encouraging! Thank you so much! Next one goes to FictionStories! Thanks so much for reviewing! You are so awesome! The next one goes to anonymous reviewer BritishPrincess. If you are out there and reading this, please tell me a site where I can contact you at! Your review really touched my heart…honest. And NEXT….ALL THE LOT OF YOU WHO READ THIS, like it or not! Thanks so much for reading this story!
It took three months to write this story….and now, three months after completing it, I've gone back to it and edited it! I hope you enjoyed it!
As for my next destination, I am already writing a new Harry Potter fanfiction called Love Has the Power to Heal on I'm also planning to put up a new fiction on my FictionPress site, whose link is up on my profile page!
Thanks for reading everyone! I hope you enjoyed it!
