When they got there they saw Ron and Hermione sitting there.
Then Ron and Hermione stood up.
"Where have you been?" Hermione asked.
"I thought you were going to the forest." Ron said.
"I'm going there now." he said.
"Are you mad? No, you can't give yourself into him." Ron said.
Then Harry and Tracey stood there.
"What is it Harry, Tracey?" Hermione asked.
"There is a reason I can hear them. The Horcruxes. I think I've known for a while. And I think you have, too." he said.
"I'll go with you." Hermione said crying.
"No, kill the snake. Kill the snake, and it's just him!" he said.
He looked at Tracey and gave her a hug.
"Don't go with me. I don't want anyone to lose you. And with you and Neville still being who can defeat him we still have a chance." he said while he felt tears going on his jacket.
Then she nodded and then let go.
After that he headed to the forest.
When he got there he took out his snitch.
"I'm ready to die." he said.
Then he put it on his mouth and something came out.
"The Resurrection Stone." he whispered.
Then he shut his eyes with it in his hand.
Then he opened them and saw his parents, Remus and Sirius.
He walked over to his mum with her hand out and his went through hers.
"You two've been so brave, sweetheart." Lilly said.
"Why are you here? All of you." he asked.
"We never left." Lilly said.
Then he looked at Sirius.
"Does... Does it hurt?" he asked.
"Dying? Quicker than falling asleep." he said.
"You're nearly there, son. We're so proud of you two." James said.
"I'm sorry. I never wanted any of you to die for me. And, uncle Moony, your son?" he said then looked at Remus.
"Others will tell him what his mother and father died for. One day, he'll understand. Don't worry cub. We chose you as godfather for the reason you'll take good care of him like you do with Tracey." he said.
Harry nodded and then looked at Lilly.
"You'll stay with me?"
"Until the end." James said smiling.
"And he won't be able to see you?"
"No. We're here, you see pup." Sirius said.
Then he looked at his mum.
"Stay close to me." he said looking at her.
"Always." she said.
He put the stone down and headed to Voldemort.
When he got there he heard something.
"No sign of him, My Lord." someone said.
"I thought he'd come." Voldemort said and turned around.
Then he heard something and turned around. Then saw Harry.
"Harry, no! What're yeh doin' 'ere?" Hagrid said.
"Quiet!" someone said.
"Harry Potter... The Boy Who Lived... come to die." Voldemort said.
Harry shut his eyes and waited.
'By Trace, I love you.' Harry said.
'I love you to.' Tracey said.
"Avada Kedavra!"
A few seconds later he found himself on the ground and looked around.
He stood up and heard something. Then he looked underneath the bench and jumped.
It was a small Voldemort.
"You can't help... Harry, you're a wonderful boy... You brave, brave man! Let us walk." Dumbledore said.
"Professor, what is that?" Harry asked looking behind himself.
"Something beyond either of our help. A part of Voldemort sent here to die." he said.
"And exactly where are we?"
"I was gonna ask you that. Where would you say where we are?"
"Well, it looks like King's Cross station. Only cleaner... and without all the trains."
"King's Cross, is that right? This is as they say, 'your' party. I expect you now realize that you and Voldemort... have been connected by something other than fate. Since that night at Godric's Hollow all those years ago."
"So it's true then, sir. A part of him lives within me, doesn't it?"
"Did. It's been just destroyed many moments ago by none other than Voldemort himself. You, were the Horcrux he never meant to make, Harry."
They sat down and Harry sighed.
"I have to go back, haven't I?" he said looking at Dumbledore.
"Oh, that's up to you." Dumbledore said.
"I've a choice?" he asked surprised.
"Oh, yeah! We're in King's Cross, you say. I think if so decide, you'll be able to board a train."
"And where will it take me?"
Dumbledore smiled.
"On."
Then Dumbledore stood up and turned around.
"Voldemort has the Elder Wand?" Harry said.
"True."
"And the snake is still alive?"
"Yes."
"And I've nothing to kill it with?"
"Help will always be given at Hogwarts, Harry. To those who ask for it. I've always pride of myself on my ability to turn a phrase. Words are, in my not so humble opinion... almost inexhaustible source of magic. Capable of inflicting injury and remedies. But I would in this case... amend my original statement to this: Help, will always be given at Hogwarts,
To those who deserve it. Do not pity the dead, Harry... Pity the living. And above all... all those who live without love."
Then he turned back around.
"Professor, my mother's Patronus... was a doe, wasn't it? As the same as Professor Snape's. It's curious, don't you think?" Harry said.
"Actually, if I think about it... it doesn't seem curious at all! I'll be going now, Harry."
"Professor? Is this all real? Or is it just happening inside my head?"
"Of course it's happening
inside your head, Harry. Why should that mean, that it's not real?"
Professor? What should I do? Professor!"
He shook his head then thought.
"Trace needs you, and swore to protect her when you you were younger. She maybe seventeen but will always be my little sister. And with mum, dad, uncle Moony, uncle Padfoot and uncle Wormy all gone it's just us. And with Ted an orphan at four months old he needs you." he said to himself.
He decided to come back.
"My Lord, My Lord... Are you hurt?" Bellatrix said.
"I don't need your help." Voldemort said pushing her off of himself.
"The boy... Is he dead?" she said.
Narcissa walked over to him and saw him breathing.
"Is he alive? Draco, is he alive?" she asked quietly.
He nodded.
Then she looked at Voldemort.
"Dead."
So they had Hagrid pick him up and then headed to Hogwarts.