Disclaimer: the ocean is blue and so is the sky, the fact that I don't own Harry makes me want to cry (how creative for a disclaimer!)

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"Bind him." Voldemort commanded Wormtail. Wormtail obeyed quickly, and clumsily produced rope from his robes. As he walked towards Harry, Harry yelled "ACIO rope!" The rope easily slid from Wormtail's grasp.

" Ah you've always liked your little games haven't you?" sneered Voldemort. Very well I shall do it myself. Adligere!" and with a flick of his wand the ropes began to swirl around Harry, tying him to the tombstone. Voldemort began to pace around the tombstone.

"I could kill you now, you know. Quite easily in fact. One spell, one simple spell and you could be dead." He chuckled.

" Oh yeah?" replied Harry smugly. "You mean the curse that you used all those years ago? The one that only I survived? What makes you so sure that I wont get away again?" Voldemort starred at him.

"We both know the only reason you survived that curse was because of your mother's love. I don't see her anywhere. It's just you and me, and soon the prophecy will be fulfilled. One living WITHOUT the other."

"Oh yes it will be by the end of the night." Replied Harry curtly. "IGNIS VAGILES," Harry shouted. The ropes lit fire, freeing him of his binds. Wand at the ready, Harry thought quickly. "Vulneris!" he yelled. Death eaters around him fell to their knees, writhing in pain.

"Harry, Harry, Harry," sighed Voldemort. "Don't waist your breath on them, for you will be weary when it comes time to face me. I want everyone to know that I gave you the best chance at living, yet I still defeated you. Everyone will remember the great name of Voldemort, the one who defeated "The boy who lived." Voldemort flicked his wand and fire surrounded the tomb, separating the Death eaters from the two enemies.

"Now, let us begin."

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Ron had spent another night sitting in his bed and thinking. His mind wandered, from quidditch, to Hermione, to school, to Harry and back to Hermione again. Things had not gotten easier as he had expected they would. There was so much on his mind, so much pressure to not screw up. He sighed and sat up. The sun was just rising, a beautiful red. Thank Merlin it was a Saturday. He threw on a hoodie and walked downstairs.

Ron found himself outside sitting under the great oak tree after a long run. The cool breeze calmed him down; these were the moments where he could swear he felt Harry's presence.

As Ron entered the Great Hall he saw that very few staff members were seated at their rightful place. As if reading his mind Hermione she handed him the Daily Prophet.

" Section 1, Page 2." She said quickly. Hermione's eyes were bloodshot and she looked exhausted.

" Hermione, did you sleep last night?" Ron asked.

"That's not the point, just read the bloody article." She snapped.

The Boy Who Almost Lived

Late August 10th Harry Potter was pronounced dead by he-who-must-not-be-named. New Leads on the followup case has been released. Regan Bennington reports:

We now have the body of Potter. It was found July 15th. The place of the crime is being kept disclosed at this time. There is not much I can report, but to say that we are fairly certain it was the Avada Kadavara curse, and that He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named was in fact the killer.

Ron starred at the paper for a very long time, then turned to Hermione. Hermione you know what this means don't you? She looked at him and tears started flowing.

"Of course I do! It means your going to go and get revenge for Harry. I don't care, I know your strong but what if something happens to you? What if I never get to see either of you again? I couldn't handle that Ron, because the thing is… I love you." The words flooded out of her lips, Ron's face went blank. Then he grabbed her hand and took her to the first empty classroom he could find. He kissed her softly, then changed the pressures, wanting more and more. The fact of the matter was he didn't think he'd ever be able to get enough of Hermione. They lowered to the ground and Hermione pulled her Ron's robes, and Ron did the same for her. After the task was complete they laid on the floor sighing happily.

"You do know that I've loved you since the first day I met you Hermione. It just took me a while to figure out what love was." Then he leaned over and kissed her lightly. She smiled back at him.

"I understand that we have to avenge Harry and save the wizarding world. Its just hard to think we can do it without him. And I miss him so much…."

"Well you don't have to miss him anymore. Hermione, Harry's still alive."

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A/N: Things just got interesting! Sorry it took so long for an update guys, but my computers been having tons of issues. Its up and running though, and I hope you think the story is too! More to come soon. 