And finally the conclusion of the story. I hope whoever reads this enjoys it. Thanks and please leave comments or reviews, good or bad I appreciate them...

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Harry added one last ingredient to his cauldron and began to chant in Latin. As he chanted the candles in the room sparked up in to brighter flames, lighting the whole room and highlighting the withered corpse of Ron against the wall. Harry suddenly felt a change in the room and recognised that his protective shield had been broken through. Hermione stood behind him hiding her disgusted face from the sight of her first love Ron strapped up against a wall.

"Harry what are you doing? This isn't right." She pleaded.

"I'm setting things right Hermione. I'm bringing back Ron. It's the only way to fix things, to make things right for you and Ginny."

"No Harry. You're wrong. You're just going to make things worse by doing this. Just come back with me. Face up to the responsibility of you actions, let me help you bring back the old Harry, the one who would never meddle in these dark arts, the one that was my friend, my hero, Ron's friend. Ron would never want you to do this; he'd want you to come with me, to let me be a friend to you, to let me help you. Please let me help you. Please Harry stop this madness."

Unfortunately for Hermione it was too late and as she finished pleading with Harry she realised that Ron's body had begun to move.

"Look Hermione. It worked. It worked!" Harry exclaimed.

Harry was wrong. He had brought back life into the decaying body of Ron but he had not brought back Ron. The body was a zombie, mindlessly pulling at the ropes that held it to the wall, grunting and growling at Harry. The body began to chew at its own flesh in an effort to free itself and Harry knew that he had failed. All he could do now was stare at the abomination he had brought to life. He had dishonoured the memory of his dear friend Ron. Once more he had got things wrong by embracing the wrong power, by listening to the dark voice that nagged away at him.

"Harry you have to stop it can't you see that it hasn't worked? Can't you see what you're doing to Ron? To me? To Ginny? Please stop. It's time to stop."

Tears rolled down Harry's face as he looked between the distraught Hermione and the animated corpse of his friend Ron. Harry cast a quick spell stealing the life back away from the body of Ron. He had watched him die and know it felt like he had killed him all over again. Ron's body hung limp from the ropes once more and Harry waved his wand sending the body back where it came from. He angrily kicked over the cauldron that was in front of him spilling it all over the floor. The candles in the roomed dimmed down again leaving barely any light in the room. Harry began to pick up the vials and pots and smash them against the walls, terrifying Hermione who could only watch on aghast. Eventually Harry slumped down onto the ground, clutching at the floor and sobbing. Hermione approached him tentatively and crouched down beside him.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. I've hurt so many people I've hurt those I love most. How can you ever forgive me? How can anyone forgive me? I never meant for it to go this far. I never meant to hurt you, to hurt Ginny or anyone. I just wanted to…"

"Ssshhh" Hermione gently said as she wrapped her arms around Harry and held him tight. "We'll sort it out. We'll make things right together. It's going to be okay, you just have to let me help. It's going to be okay"

Harry buried his head into Hermione's shoulder and wept heavily. Hermione stayed there rocking him in her arms. It was over. The darkness that had consumed Harry from within was gone or buried deep again and all that remained was the boy who had lived and lost too much. Hermione held her dear friend tight, grateful to have him back. They stayed together in the dark holding each other for dear life afraid to let go in case they would lose each other again. Harry had let the darkness inside of him take control and he had paid dearly for it but the warm loving touch of Hermione washed away the darkness and allowed Harry to be himself once more.