Harry Potter and the Scars of Time
By: Krystal Lily Potter
Chapter Twenty Nine: Destiny
Rating: AA (which means, around here, 14 and up)
Couples: HP/HG, NL/GW, DT/LB, SF/PP, DM/EM, etc…
Summary: Harry's last year at Hogwarts has finally come but that doesn't mean things will be any easier for him. After last year's horrifying events the school things that nothing worse could happen. They were all wrong. The prophecy resurfaces and is dangling in front of Harry, held up by the pain from the past, quite literally. As the world is slowly being morphed outside of the safety of Hogwarts the people inside it are finding out that they cannot hide for much longer and that time is as much their best friend now as it is their worst enemy. What is a person supposed to do when they know they have to face the most evil wizard in history and if they're killed then the rest of the world, magic and muggle is doomed?
Warning: More violence then last time. The mentions of suicide, murder, abuse, rape, and blood are much more pronounced then in the last fic
For everything there is a season,
And a time for every matter under heaven:
A time to be born, and a time to die;
A time to plant, and a time to pluck up what is planted;
A time to kill, and a time to heal;
A time to break down, and a time to build up;
A time to weep, and a time to laugh;
A time to mourn, and a time to dance;
A time to throw away stones, and a time to gather stones together;
A time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;
A time to seek, and a time to lose;
A time to tear, and a time to sew;
A time to keep silence, and a time to speak;
A time to love, and a time to hate,
A time for war, and a time for peace.
-Ecclesiastes 3:1-8
Hermione's chocolate brown eyes looked around the common room nervously. She tugged the bottom of her white uniform blouse and then started fiddling with the scarlet strip that went around the bottom of the sleeve of her traditional black Hogwarts robes. She looked over at the empty fire place and to the comfy chairs. Her eyes took in every corner of the common room as best as she possibly could. Tears welded up in her them, blurring her vision and she felt as if a huge weight had been placed on her chest. Suddenly someone came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist and leaning his chin on her shoulder. His breath caused a tickling sensation on her neck at her chin and if she looked sideways black hair crowded her vision.
"It's going to be odd not to be here anymore," Harry said as he too took in the looks of the common room. "Our chairs will be passed on to next trio that shows up."
"No more times studying for the exams."
"No more sneaking around with the invisibility cloak."
"No more going down to the kitchens to talk to Dobby and Winky."
"No more Professors."
"No more late night snogs on the couch over there."
"You know Mione, that's something I should be saying. Sure they might not be on THAT couch anymore but do you really think they're going to stop?" he asked her with a charming grin on his face.
Hermione turned around in his arms and stared at him for a minute before bursting into tears and leaning her head on his shoulder.
"Ok then," he said and hugged her tightly.
"No more going on dangerous adventures in the school. You know out of everything that's one of two things I'll miss more then anything," she said.
"I think I know what the one all of us will miss the most," he replied.
"Ok then Mr. Smarty-pants, what is it then?" she asked him.
"You, as well as the rest of us, are going to miss just being together every day," Harry said. "Sure you're moving in with me but it won't be the same. Ron can't even come and visit us anymore."
She nodded then jumped as someone else said, "I can drop by in your dreams whenever I want to talk and I'm sure Harry's not preoccupied."
The shocked two looked around to see a grinning Ron Weasley. The grin on his transparent face didn't meet his blue eyes. They held sadness in them. His freckles stood out oddly and his hair was just as red as any remembered.
"Ron? But you're-you're…" Hermione trailed off, not wanting to say the words.
"Dead? Yeah I know, but it's not so bad, you'd think we'd never get to eat here but it seems that spirits that decide to pass on instead of coming back DO eat. It's just like moving on from one world to the next, don't worry about me," he said to them, his grin growing brightly.
They both laughed and Hermione wiped the tears from her eyes and said, "How are you here?"
"They appointed me as Ginny's guardian," he explained, "So I thought I'd come and say goodbye to you two before going off to protect my sister. By the way Harry, Sarah, Josh, Alyssa, Sirius, Gemma, your dad and your mom wanted me to tell you that they're proud of what you did and they wouldn't change what happened to them for the world. Also Sarah and Josh want me to tell you to tell Remus that they will always miss him but they want him to go on with his life…meet another girl and so on."
There was an uncomfortable silence between the three. Tears were welding up in Harry's eyes but they did not fall. He refused to let them fall. Ron gave him a small smile and said, "Well looks like I don't have to worry about choosing between Kaylee and Luna."
"They both really miss you," Hermione whispered lightly.
"I know, and I miss them and all of you too," Ron said for a minute. When his friends looked closely at him they could see ghostly tears making their way down his face, "but the world will spin without me. I'll still be with you guys even if you can't see me, I can promise you that."
His two friends smiled at him sadly. Suddenly there was a bang from upstairs and the three jumped.
Their laughter dimmed down to simple grins before Ron said, "I have to go now. But can you two make me a promise?" he asked that question in a hopeful voice, it was as if they said no, he would vanish from the face of the Earth again. He saw their curious stares and he said, "Promise me, that no matter who or what comes along in life, we'll always be the golden trio."
"Promise," Hermione said.
"We'll always be the golden trio Ron…and nothing will ever change that," Harry said and finally let the tears behind his eyes fall.
"Thanks you guys, you have no idea how much that means to me," the ghost of Ronald Weasley said with transparent tears running down his cheeks, "Come and visit me sometime."
"You don't have to worry about that," Hermione said with a laugh, "and I know this is going to sound silly but I thought you should know that I used to have a crush on you when we were younger."
"I KNEW IT!" Ron yelled with a laugh, "Well looks like that changed last year."
Harry grinned slightly and took Hermione's hand into his. Ron suddenly jumped as if he had been hit by something and looked around quickly. His smile faded and he said, "I have to go now, so I guess this is really goodbye."
"No," Hermione said with tears thick in her voice, "Goodbye seems so final. No it's not goodbye, not yet. It's just…"
"…see you later," Harry finished for her as she trailed off because her sobs had grown worse.
"Yeah," Ron said, "you're right. I always did say you were brilliant Hermione and it's about time some of it rubbed off on you Harry. So I guess I'll…see you later."
The both watched as Ronald Weasley, their dearly beloved friend, faded away forever.
"Not forever," Harry thought suddenly, "he's still here. Just like mom, dad, Sirius, Dumbledore…there still here in our hearts."
"And they always will be," Harry whispered lightly so that the only one who could hear was him.
"Mr. Potter," McGonagall's sharp voice echoed out to him, "might I have a word with you?"
"Of course professor," he replied and quickly got up from the Gryffindor table. Hermione shot him a confused look and he just shrugged as he followed his teacher out of the Great Hall.
He knew where they were going before they even reached their destination. He winced slightly as they reached the gargoyle in front of the Headmaster, or in this case, the Headmistress's office.
The two moved into the rotating staircase and into the office. Looking around Harry saw Dumbledore's life reflecting back at him. McGonagall had yet to clear out Dumbledore's possessions to give them to—well Harry wasn't sure who they were going to. He guessed that his brother, Alberforth would come and collect the items.
McGonagall sat in the padded chair uncomfortably and looked up at a new portrait Harry hadn't noticed at first. There, among the portraits of the deceased Headmasters and Headmistresses slumbered Dumbledore, a look of pure peace on him at last.
"I quite like the touch the portraits bring," McGonagall said suddenly, "None of these great people before Albus thought of honouring the memories of the past by doing this."
"I don't mean any disrespect or anything but Dumbledore was the best Headmaster Hogwarts has ever seen," Harry said softly, "I spent my sixth and most of my seventh year making him out to be a fool and making it seem to the students that Dumbledore didn't care. I see now that he was simply working in silence. He didn't want anyone to panic or lose hope. I thought I was brining hope to the students but I see now that I brought more despair than hope."
"You tried Potter," McGonagall replied with a sad sigh, "Dumbledore always did think highly of you, especially over this past year."
"I didn't deserve it," he said while shaking his head, "I never will deserve it."
"Not at all Potter," she replied in her normal quick tone, "in fact that is why we're here."
"What?"
"Albus wrote a will before his death," McGonagall explained, "He left it in an envelope with only one instruction on the front." She reached into the desk and pulled out a plain white envelope and passed it to Harry.
He took it from her and looked at it. Recognizing the loopy writing as Dumbledore's he felt a stab of pain in his chest as he read the words, written in scarlet ink. 'To be opened by only Harry Potter'. "Professor, why did he leave this for me?"
"He had great faith that you would survive Harry," she said, "He knew you would be strong enough to overcome Voldemort in the end."
Harry continued to stare at it before saying, in a shaky voice, "Do I have to wait for someone to come to open it?"
"No."
It was a firm yet the most straightforward answer he had ever received in his life. He flipped the envelope over and saw a wax seal on it. It was gold and had a beautiful phoenix on top with a badger, snake, eagle and lion underneath.
Minerva looked at it with a small grin and said, "Albus created that stamp when he was only a student. He was quite proud of it."
Harry smiled as well and carefully opened the small package that was held in his hands. Looking inside he saw two pieces of paper and pulled them both out. A look of surprise appeared on his face as he saw the heading 'Dear Harry,' writing on one of the pieces of paper.
Putting the other one back into the envelope he started to reach Dumbledore's letter to himself silently.
Dear Harry,
If you are reading this then I have passed on. I do hope no one is upset over my death for it is unstoppable, even to the greatest of wizards and witches.
I've watched many students pass through Hogwarts over the years, some who have simply come and gone quickly and others who have left imprints on the very workings of our grand school. My life has always been this magnificent castle since the day I set eyes on it while sitting on one of the little boats that pass across out great lake. Ever since that day I have been waiting to see another first year pass through the doors of the Great Hall for the first time with the same expression that mine had held, that I was truly home.
Ever since that day I have seen two students with that expression. Both who have become great wizards but in different aspects. One was a young boy by the name of Tom Riddle, who did many a great thing in his life, no matter how terrible majority of it was. The other was you Harry.
It was at that moment I felt both hope and despair at the same moment. I feared that you would take the same path as Tom had, while at the same time I hoped you would become a far greater wizard then I could ever be.
As you and your friends grew up I saw my hopes unfold and I knew, I had complete faith, that you would be victor in the final battle. I know I will not see the end of this terrible war but it gives me peace that the future will be cleansed from this purge of darkness, for the moment at least.
Remember Harry; where there is light there is always darkness. It is the only way to bring balance and peace. This is why I suggest to you that you continue on with training to be an Auror, then, perhaps someday you will return to the school to share your knowledge like I did.
I have one request for you Harry before I end this letter. Address the school and read the second parchment out for me during the year speech I normally give. I trust the ones you and Ms. Granger delivered at your graduation ceremony were very well written and heartfelt…but now I wish for my last words to be heard and I would be honoured for you to read them.
Harry stopped reading and stared in shock, Dumbledore wanted his speech to be told by him! He looked at Professor McGonagall, who smiled and nodded at him.
I trust you to make the choices that are right in life Harry. Remember it is our choices that make us who we are, and that we all must, at some points in our life, choose between what is right and what is easy.
You have never taken the easy path and for that Harry I have the deepest respect and trust in you. You are a leader, never forget that. Though if you ever need any advice you are welcome to come and speak to my portrait whenever you feel like.
Remember, death is merely the beginning of the next great adventure.
Albus Dumbledore
Hermione sighed with relief as Harry joined her moments before Professor McGonagall was supposed to make her farewell speech. He was a little out of breath as he reached her but smiled slightly anyways. He straightened out his Gryffindor robes and tried to flatten his hair, which was one of the only things that hadn't changed.
Hermione got a surprised look on her face as Harry kissed her forehead, winked then walked up towards the front of the hall and stood off towards the side.
Once A moment later Professor McGonagall appeared by them and stood at the podium that Dumbledore had always stood in front of.
She stared at all the students and said, "Normally it is the duty of the Headmaster or Headmistress of Hogwarts to deliver an end of the year speech. But as I was not Headmistress for the year I do not deem it proper for me to address you. It was just this morning that I discovered Professor Dumbledore left one last thing for you all to hear."
The hall broke into whispered, even the Salem students (who never did make it home) seemed interested. McGonagall moved gracefully out of the way as Harry stood in front of the podium once again. He stared at everyone before saying, "This morning Professor McGonagall gave me a letter from Professor Dumbledore and…well it said in it that he wanted me to read his last words to you."
Everyone stared at him with interest. He took this as his cue to start.
"So another year has come and gone, but I know that I will not get to say goodbye to you personally. So I, Albus Dumbledore, decided to leave behind some last words for you all. First things need to be sorted out, yes I knew there was a chance that Severus Snape was a traitor, but I took my chances and I do hope my theory turns out wrong, but if it is true I feel that he will be the one to send me to the great beyond. Minerva, Hagrid, Filius and all the rest of my dear staff, keep the spirit of the school alive for as long as you can. I see a dream come true that I never thought was true: the unity of the four houses of Hogwarts."
Harry looked up quickly and smiled lightly when he saw that there were no house tables that day. Everyone was jumbled together and it made him grin to see that Dumbledore was right. Then again the old man had been right all along, even when it seemed he wasn't, hadn't he?
Quickly looking down at the letter he continued on from where he had paused, "To all my students, I am proud of you all. It was in the first year, for our now proud seventh years that I told them the words "It takes great courage to stand up to your friends but it takes even more to stand up to your enemies", many of you have shown this time after time and I never needed to repeat those words, much to my relief. I was, however, wary when, three years later, after the death of one of your own how you did not heed my words. Cedric Diggory's death marked the beginning of an era where the brave would be separated from the fearful, the strong from the weak, and the good from the evil. Every one of you listened to my words but you did not hear them so I find it necessary to speak them one last time. Even though the second war with Voldemort has now come to an end there are still many roads ahead of every one of you leading to your destinies. Remember when it comes to choosing between what's right and what's easy think of all the ones who stayed down the path of what was right and came out with the darkest of consequences, but would travel that same road one hundred times over again if given the choice.
"I do not wish to keep you listening to the ramblings of an old man, even if it is through the voice of a young man. To the seventh years I wish you luck in the future. You're year in particular has bread a many great leaders and heroes. To the returning students of Hogwarts do not waste your time here on pettiness, but live to the fullest and destiny will be within your reach.
I want to leave you with a few words of comfort before you leave and return to a world that now seems so harsh yet so full of hope at the same time. Six years ago I told the student who is reading this for me that a friend of mine chose to give up eternal life for the greater good of others. Being only 11 at the time this student seemed baffeled as of why someone would do that and I told him that death is but the next great adventure. There is no reason to fear it, what comes will come and we will be ready for it when it does.
Tell me Harry, after years of choosing possible death for the greater good, are you still confused as to why Nicolas choose to destroy the Philosopher's Stone?
I leave you now with one last statement for you to keep with you as you grow…Nitwit! Blubber! Oddment! Tweak!
Good luck to all of you,
Sincerely yours,
Professor Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore"
Harry stared at the spot in front of him for a moment blankly, he distantly heard the students clapping but another voice fill his mind, blocking them out.
"To the well organized mind, death is but the next great adventure."
"It is our choice Harry, that show us what we truly are, far more then our abilities."
"Fear of a name increases fear of the thing itself."
"It does not do to dwell on dreams and forget to live."
"Ah, music, a magic far beyond all we do here."
"You fail to recognize that it matters not what someone is born, but what they grow to be."
"Time is making fools of us again."
"It's the unknown we fear when we look upon death and darkness, and nothing more."
"There are all kinds of courage. It takes a great deal of courage to stand up to our enemies, but just as much to stand up to our friends."
"Your mother died to save you. If there is one thing Voldemort cannot understand, it is love."
"Humans have a knack for choosing precisely the things that are worst for them."
"I will only truly have left this school when none here are loyal to me…Help will always be given at Hogwarts to those who ask for it."
Dumbledore's words echoed through Harry's head and a smile appeared on his face as he walked back towards Hermione. Looking up at the enchanted ceiling he knew that Dumbledore was still with the school, he would always be, because at least one person at the school would be loyal to him.
For never was the legend of Albus Dumbledore, and his influence on two young men, Tom Riddle and Harry Potter. He influenced both in hopes of light but ended up watching one walk down the paths of darkness and the other to walk down the paths of life.
A sad yet happy phoenix song echoed across the grounds and Harry knew that he was right, Dumbledore would always be at the school in spirit (although perhaps not ghost) and help would always be given to those who ask for it at Hogwarts.
Harry had his right arm around Hermione's waist, holding her close to him, and his left arm on the stone railing that overlooked the forest and the dark lake. The breeze slowly passed them as they watched the younger students quickly head down towards the carriages with a happy yet sad look on their faces.
"It feels just like yesterday," Hermione said suddenly, "just like yesterday that we were leaving, just fresh of our first adventure to find the Philosopher's Stone. I remember thinking that I didn't do nearly as good as I should have but I'd have the next year to do it, it was the same every other year after that but…well we can't say that anymore can we?"
"Hermione, life is going to change but I promise…I promise you that everything will be alright. We're staying at Grimmauld place while Godric's Hallow is rebuilt so that's taken care of. Kaylee, Nicola and Remus are staying with us until we move. Then I start training to be an Auror in the fall and you a Healer…" Harry rambled on a little bit.
She laughed slightly then said, "Everything will be ok though, right?"
"Voldemort is gone for now," Harry said back, "for now that's good enough. Someone else will eventually try to rise to take his place but we'll stop him or her when that occasion comes to it."
"I have no worries about that," Hermione said with a small smile.
"Hermione," he said suddenly, "come with me for a second."
She took his hand and followed him down flights of stairs and through the halls until they reached the Headboy and Girl common room. He pulled her into the room before saying quickly, "You know I love you right?"
She smiled and replied, "Of course I know!"
He leaned down and kissed her quickly before saying, "more then anything right?"
"Yes."
"And you love me too right?"
"Without question. Harry where is this going?" she asked curiously.
Her heart started thumping so loudly that she was positive the people in the dungeons could hear it as Harry took out a small box and bent down on one knee before saying, "Hermione I love you more then life, and I know we're young but still…will you marry me?"
Her eyes started watering and she couldn't get the words out as Hermione shot down towards Harry and hugged him while kissing him deeply. After they parted he said, "I take that as a yes then?"
"Yes!" she screamed happily before drawing him into another deep kiss.
Harry stood back up feeling like a huge weight had been lifted off his shoulders. He wrapped his arms around her waist before hoisting her up into the air and spinning around happily. She laughed as he put her down and kissed her deeply again, then he put the ring on her finger.
Hermione's eyes started to water as she saw the rubies and diamonds in it and said, "It's beautiful, it must have cost you so much money!"
"I got someone to make a slightly altered replica of my mother's. I saw hers in a picture and knew that you'd like it. The only difference is that hers had emerald that went with her eyes, at least that's what she wrote in her diary that dad told her. I thought the ruby was much better for you."
"I love you so much Harry," she whispered back before they kissed each other once again.
The reporters waited eagerly for the Hogwarts Express to open its doors as it rolled to the stop. They had their notebook and quills out and ready, although the practical ones used a Muggle pen which lasted much longer.
As students started unloading off the train several reporters talked to the older students they saw about their favourite topic: Harry Potter.
Normally at least a few students were happy to comply and tell them stories of the legendary young man who they now titled Harry Potter, the Boy-Who-Lived and the Man-Who-Won. Not a single soul offered them any details though, there seemed to be a deep mutual respect between them all and they did not want to start rumours about their hero.
Rita Skeeter was not your average reporter though. While all her fellow reporters bombarded the tight lipped students she stood off to the side, waiting for her target himself to appear. She didn't care if the little Granger girl threatened her; she had just recently gone to the ministry and registered herself as an animagus so that the girl had no blackmail to use. Skeeter was sly and told them that she had just recently learned how to change into a beetle, and much to her delight the person who was registering her was new at the job! She was counting her blessings once again.
Unlike the rest of the reporters that waited for the Boy-Who-Lived she had experience dealing with him. She knew he would attempt to escape the crowd so she waited in a secluded spot for him to appear without anyone else noticing. Rita didn't have to wait long as Harry, flanked by Hermione, Neville, Luna, Kaylee, Ginny, Seamus, Dean, Lavender and Parvati walked by her. Through the large crowd of students around him Rita had just barely noticed him.
A smile appeared on her face and she moved in front of them and said, "Mr. Potter, how delightful it is to see you in such good health after the terrifying events of this year and the last."
Hermione glared at her and was about to say something when Harry held out his arm and said, "It's ok Mione. What do you want Skeeter?"
"I hope you don't mind if I ask you some questions while everyone else is off bugging your poor fellow students?" she asked in a fake polite tone.
He stared at her for a moment then said, "Fine but then leave us alone."
"Wonderful! Now that you've graduated the whole world is wondering what you're going to do with your life, care to share and future plans?"
"I'm thinking of going to live in the Muggle world," Harry said honestly, "but I'm looking for work in the Wizarding World."
'Why the Muggle world?"
"Very few people know who I am there."
She clicked her tongue then glanced at Hermione for a moment while asking, "So your relationship that I predicted with Ms. Granger is as strong as ever I assume?"
"That's none of your business," Harry muttered and took Hermione's hand. Skeeter stared at Hermione for a moment before noticing the engagement ring on her finger. Her eyes widened with excitement and she said, "Well thank you for your time Mr. Potter! We have our story!" Her photographer appeared at her side and snapped a quick picture of the group before they vanished.
"Well that was random," Dean muttered.
Soon they saw their parents and started to separate, some promising to keep in touch while others knew this would be the last time they saw some of their friends.
Harry bid them all goodbye, promising to keep in contact, and took Hermione's hand, leading her away from the group, followed by Kaylee and Ginny. He saw Tonks speaking to Remus and Mad-Eye a little bit away but they had someone else to say goodbye to before they left.
"Harry old chap!" Fred said as they approached the Weasleys.
"It's marvellous to see you old boy!" George added.
"I do hope you'll keep in contact with us Harry," Mrs. Weasley said softly to him.
"You were the first thing I had that I could call a family," Harry said to them all with a smile, "and I'd never lose touch with my family!"
Arthur, Molly, Bill, Fred, George and Ginny…the survivors of the Weasley family all smiled at him widely before starting to leave. Bill left first, saying that he had left his girlfriend, Fleur Delacour at home and she was in a right nasty mood over their upcoming wedding in the summer (he also gave Harry, Hermione and Kaylee invitations to come) and left. Fred and George had to leave for their shop because they were expecting a big shipment so that left the three Weasleys, Harry, Hermione and Kaylee.
"Bye," Ginny said and gave Kaylee a hug, "Thanks for being my adopted sister over the year while Hermione was busy Kay."
"No problem," Kaylee said, "I'll see you soon ok?"
"Yup! Harry, Hermione…I expect to be a bridesmaid at your wedding," Ginny said jokingly to them.
"Of course!" Hermione replied, "I will need your help…both of you (Mrs. Weasley looked positively thrilled) so don't think you're getting out of touch with me too fast."
They all laughed and started to leave when Harry said, "Mr. Weasley!"
He stopped and Harry held a parchment out to him. Arthur looked at him with confusion as Harry said, "its Ron's diploma. I think you should have it."
Arthur and Molly shared a look and he said, "No Harry, it's yours to keep. Hang it up and keep it safe for us." With that the Weasley family walked away before vanishing out of sight.
"It's time to go home then?" Kaylee asked them.
"Yes it is," Remus' voice rang out as he approached them, "I've been waiting for you."
"So we're off to Grimmauld Place until Godric's Hallow is rebuilt?" Harry asked him.
"Yes," Remus said and they all started to head for a muggle car Remus had borrowed.
Harry trailed behind Remus, Kaylee and Hermione slightly when something caught his eye. He stopped walking as he saw the figures of Lily Potter, James Potter, Cedric Diggory, Gemma Evans, Alyssa Black, Sarah Lupin, Josh Lupin, Mark Evans, Padma Patil, Ernie Macmillan, Albus Dumbledore, Sirius Black and Ron Weasley staring at him. They all looked on in pride and slowly, one by one, started to vanish until only James, Lily, Dumbledore, Sirius and Ron were left.
Voices started echoing in his mind of the people close to him and those who had been somewhat of guides in his life; those who were dead and those who were still alive spoke silently to him.
"Sometimes you remind me a lot of James. He called it my 'furry little problem' in company. Many people were under the impression that I owned a badly behaved rabbit." (Remus)
"The thing about growing up with Fred and George is that you sort of start thinking anything's possible if you've got enough nerve." (Ginny)
"'Course Dumbledore trusts you. He's a trusting man, isn't he? Believes in second chances. But me -- I say there are spots that don't come off, Snape. Spots that never come off, know what I mean?" (Moody)
"Ah, of course. There is no need to tell me any more, Ms. Granger. Which one of you will be dying this year?" (McGonagall)
"What's comin' will come, an' we'll meet it when it does." (Hagrid)
"Hello Harry. We thought we heard your dulcet tones." (George)
"You don't want to bottle your anger up like that, Harry, let it all our. There might be a couple people fifty miles away who didn't hear you." (Fred)
"Oh, come on. You heard them, just behind the veil, didn't you? They were just lurking out of sight, that's all. You heard them." (Luna)
"If you want to know what a man's like, take a good look at how he treats his inferiors, not his equals." (Sirius)
"Harry--you're a great wizard, you know. Books and cleverness! There are more important things—friendship and bravery and—oh Harry—be careful!" (Hermione)
"Never trust anything that can think for itself if you can't see where it keeps its brain." (Mr. Weasley)
"Happiness can be found, even in the darkest of times, if one only remembers to turn on the light." (Dumbledore)
"...from now on, I don't care if my tea leaves spell 'die, Ron, die,' I'm chucking them in the bin where they belong." (Ron)
Harry chuckled to himself as he stared at the spot where they had all been, only to find them gone. He didn't know if it was only his mind making it up but he knew that they were in a better place now and they were all happy.
Turning around he quickly ran to catch up to the others, anticipating the future with fear and uncertainty. The only thing he had to go on was the knowledge that, sometime in his life, he would have three children: Harmony, Daniel and Sirius. This alone was enough to make him smile and leap to the future.
Throwing an arm around each Hermione and Kaylee's shoulders they walked to the car and got in it. He gave one last look at Kings Cross before turning away from it determinedly. Whatever was coming would come, and he would meet it with his friends, those physically with him and those with him in the heart, without worry.
He thought back to Hogwarts for a moment and he knew in his heart that the old castle would be his home forever, and he also knew that one day, although he wasn't sure when, that he would return to the school where he had fought and survived his destiny.
Harry suddenly jolted as pain shot through him quickly. It passed as quickly as it had come but it was enough for fear to travel down his spine. Although he was positive that Voldemort was gone that didn't mean that others wouldn't rise to the call of darkness.
He shivered slightly and prayed that what he thought was occurring would not pass, that he was wrong with his fears. He would not tell Hermione, Kaylee, Remus or anyone else about what had just happened but the fear would sit with him for along time until it was proven wrong, or true.
After all, if everything was fine and dandy then why would he just have gotten a searing pain from his scar?
Author's Note
Yeah I just did that! This IS THE LAST CHAPTER and I'm leaving it there! Yes I know I'm so mean! Live with it! lol!
Well what did you think? After like what was it now? 2 years (or is it 3) years later and it is finished…but with a TERRIBLE ENDING!
You all love me for it and you know it:)
Now here's the question, I know I said there would be no sequel but…well I do have one planned out (like all the chapters planned out) but it might take awhile to write.
So if people don't mind waiting a little bit for other chapters then I guess I'll write the sequel to this but if not then…well if I leave it with this it won't be the end of the world!
It's up to all of you! Sequel or not! I've already got the very boring chapter one written (although I think I'm going to go back and redo it) but I dunno…I also have another story planned as well and we all know that with me two stories on the go at once IS NOT a good thing.
Anyways…I suppose its time to see the reviewers one last time!
A very special thanks to the people who have been with me all along for this story: CastusAblusCor, NikkyB, holimontski, and SO many others but those where just the three I knew right off the top of my head (Plus I got their reviews earlier then others so I just put their names here) but those who have stuck around even with the year long waits thank you so much! Anyways for the last time in this story onto the reviews!
Katie101 – well this is goodbye then! Thanks for all your reviews!
CastusAlbusCor – haha I'm sorry! I didn't mean to make you cry I just…well…I dunno! LOL! Hope this one doesn't make you cry…
The Thirteenth Sapphire – Well I'm CONSIDERING a sequel but…well I'm not sure yet. Thank you for liking the story! It means a lot!
NikkyB – Well you see I find it kinda…clichéd with brining Lily or James or even Sirius back because you see it so much. Really the thing is how Harry was brought back CAN happen, you see people get revived even after they die all the time! Like within the first five minutes or so. Actually I was laughing every time I read that…and I'm proud that I made it a little unpredictable, because if you can guess what going to happen it's a little boring I find. LMFAO haha I like you! Your funny! Yes I do think you're a freak but I am too and so are all my friends so its all good! Lmao I am honored that this was he longest review you've ever written! PS. (haha) I got your other review later on so you're actually the fourth person that's told me I've made them cry! PPS. If you read later on Author's Notes I mentioned that I changed the chapters around so those titles didn't apply anymore! Oh ok you figured that out I guess…
Holimontski – Person number two that said I brought them to tears! Woot! I've actually rewritten Harry's speech about the year of heroes things over a couple of times and finally we've come to the end.
0e0 I look just like Buddy Holly – Person number three for tears! Thank you, I didn't think that last chapter was THAT great but if you think so then thanks! I just wanted it to be a little different from the other stories.
FreedomStar – Well I suppose this shows that yes Ron is actually dead but he's still with them all! Meaning there might be a possibility of him making an appearance later…oops never mind!
Crazy-Vampireslayer – Yes I know I tortured poor Remus, he's the last of all his friends now (hell even Peter is dead) BUT he still does have Harry and Kaylee and everyone else. Plus he still has his friend Tonks (yes FRIEND PEOPLE! REMUS WAS NOT CHEATING ON SARAH WITH TONKS HERE!)
Trumpet-Geek – Thank you! You were another one who stuck through since the beginning and I really appreciate that!
Mage Ronin – lol! Don't cry!
Jada1010 – lol yes I remember you! Well there is a sequel PLANNED for this one but…well…I dunno if I'm actually gonna do it. Hmmm…that sounds like an interesting idea (the "calabo" (lol) idea), just give me some ideas and plot lines and I'll be able to help you out!
Stealingsociety09 – Thank you! Yes my work is a little BLAHBLAH CUT and so on but I'm working on fixing that! I AM planning on writing something else for ff.n but if it ever gets up is just a "maybe" thing, it depends on if I'm busy or not. If I do get something else up I'll email ya, promise!
THANKS TO YOU ALL! I won't get to reply to you all but…well if you WANT me to give you a few hints on the possible sequel then you can just get to me with that private messaging thing!
Love ya all and thank you so much! This is definitely one story I will never forget!
Krystal Lily Potter