Harry Potter stood at the edge of the ocean, letting the cold, salty water lick his feat. He had done it, defeated Voldemort. He was gone but they were also gone to! Harry, lost more than he had won, everyone was gone, Luna, Dean, Neville, Dumbledore, Lupin and… Hermione and Ron.
Tears filled his eyes, he was the Boy-who-lived-and-won but he also lost. Oh yes he lost everything. His home, Sirus, a love, a life, friends, and family. The tears now rolled down his cheek slowly. A random friend had told him something, it meant nothing at the time but under his breath he mumbled,
"These roads go on forever,
Make sure you pick the right one,
For once chosen
There is no going back.
Whatever you pick,
Make sure you chose,
Rightly for you
Don't worry
About the wrong one
For always it is right
For you know best
Remember this oh great one
Keep the loved close
And the hated far behind
Choose wisely your hopes
Your dreams,
For one day they
Will grow wings."
They were wise beyond their years, Harry didn't listen he kept going, he fell back and his friends kept going. Leaving him on this nightmare and went on to heaven. Harry sat down he had to catch up, but he was tried he couldn't speed up he had, wanted to die. Closing his eyes he saw Ron and Hermione, he saw Sirus. Pointing his wand at his throat he whispered a spell, his body opened blood everywhere. Harry lay there dieing, alone.
"-he suffered at the hand of his host? He did Gandalf, he did."
Harry awoke surrounded by dead friends and family, finally he was happy, forever more
A/N: Awww Harry is dead, yes I mean noo. :P