Erased But Not Forgotten

Chapter 19

Love Conquers All and Second Chances

"Harry? Harry?" Rose cried. She could feel Liz and Hermione trying to get her to let go, to leave, but she just pushed them away.

Suddenly, everything, all her memories flooded back to her. She saw scenes of her life flash by; meeting Jul, feeling brokenhearted, going to Hogwarts, meeting Harry, kissing Harry for the first time. She saw the Bathroom Incident again, their fight, the Harvest Moon Ball, waking up to Harry right after he'd kissed her, when they'd first admitted they loved each other. Finally she saw Harry proposing to her and everything that had happened since she'd returned home with him. Even the events she had already re-witnessed replayed themselves in her mind.

As the final memory fell into place, Rose let out a soft cry and collapsed on Harry's still-warm body, crying. She hardly noticed that she had started singing, the spell that was cast so long ago finally kicking in one last time.

Her anger and despair were evident as she cried to the heavens above, but only a few could sense the magic gathering around her like some ancient spell as she sang:

"You still captivate me, by your resonating light

Now I'm bound by the life you left behind

Your face it haunts my once pleasant dreams

Your voice it chased away all the sanity in me

These wounds won't seem to heal

This pain is just too real

There's just to much that time cannot erase

When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears

When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears

And I held your hand through all of these years

And you still have…all of me

I've tried so hard to tell myself that you're gone

But you were still with me

I was not alone all along!

When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears

When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears

And I held your hand through all of these years

But you still have…

All of me…

Return to me…

To me…"

As her final note lingered on, the swell of magic seemed to almost explode, like a firework, and rise upwards, ascending to the heavens. Everyone turned to look as the clouds parted and the sunlight rested on Rose as she sang through her tears and Harry's lifeless body, bathing them in a heavenly light. As they all watched, you could see four distinct forms as they descended upon Rose.

"My God, they're angels!" someone said softly in awe. It was true; the four beings seemed to take a human-like form, like ghosts.

Rose, eyes closed as tears poured down her face, didn't notice as the angels gathered around her. Then, one of the angels, a woman, kissed her forehead. Following in suit, two of the remaining angels kissed her forehead also, as if as a blessing or for reassurance. No one made a sound as all watched in awe upon seeing the divine powers.

Finally, the last being took form. He was a teen, barely an adult but his eyes showed that he had seen things that had matured him beyond his years. He had dark unmanageable hair and his bright emerald green eyes stared at Rose unblinking. He seemed to have an aura around him, making him shine brighter than the others, as if he were younger, newer.

Ever so gently, he leaned in; raising Rose's chin slightly, and kissed her on the lips, slowly and sweetly. As he released her, Rose finally opened her eyes.

"Harry?" she gasped. The angel only smiled, seamlessly fading from her vision. A single tear escaped Rose's eyes as she shut them tightly, wishing, hoping.

"Look," the lady angel whispered in her ear. Rose opened her eyes and she looked inquisitively at the being. She had bright green eyes; Harry's eyes.

"Look," she repeated, a smile forming on her lips. Finally Rose looked down, at Harry. Slowly, the color returned to his face, his lips blushed back to pale pink, and his eyes gradually opened. As his emerald eyes met with hers, he smiled.

"Harry?" Rose breathed, her eyes wide as her brain tried to catch up.

"Rose," he replied, sitting up. Rose smiled and grabbed him, kissing all over his face until she found his lips. Harry grinned and kissed her back happily before she pulled back, smiling radiantly.

"Oh, Harry, I thought I'd lost you!" she cried, her arms wrapped around his neck.

"You did," he replied soberly.

"But," Rose started but Harry cut her off.

"Rose, I died. And you brought me back," he said, beaming at her.

"Harry, I'm so sorry that I-," she started again.

"Rose," he said firmly, "there was nothing you could do. It's okay! That's how I met my parents."

"So, there really is a Heaven?" she inquired curiously.

Harry nodded. "Yeah, I got to see my parents and Sirius again. I even got to meet my great-grandfather!" he laughed, a twinge of pain in his emerald eyes.

Rose's face fell again. "Harry, I'm sorry. I wish I could have brought them back too." Harry only pulled her close and enveloped her in his arms, burying his wistful look. He couldn't help but wish she could have too.

"I told you I'd never leave you," Harry whispered into her ear as he held her close again.

"I guess I held you to that promise, now didn't I?" Rose replied, smiling weakly at how close she had been to losing him. Pulling back, he looked into her smoky green eyes, smiling, as he pulled her into a sweet, tender kiss.

"Awh, a Kodak moment!" a man said from behind them with a heavy British accent. There was a dull slap following the comment and someone chuckled.

"Way to ruin the moment, Padfoot," another man commented, laughing at his friend's expense.

Pulling back from Rose, Harry murmured in a confused tone, "Padfoot?" Looking up, his mouth fell open. Rose directed her gaze to see what he was looking at and gasped.

Behind them stood two dark-haired men and a redheaded woman, who Rose recognized as the angels. The one who'd obviously made the comment, his amused smile as evidence, had bright blue eyes that sparkled with mischief, his dark hair brushing his shoulders. He looked like someone who was always attracting attention and couldn't stand not doing something.

Meanwhile, the man that stood beside him look almost exactly like Harry, but older and his eyes were hazel. He had the same messy dark hair, though more chocolate brown than jet black, and glasses. He had one arm around the waist of the redhead.

Glaring playfully at the joker, she smiled back at Harry and Rose, her emerald green eyes lightening up considerably. As Rose looked into her eyes, she was suddenly reminded of Harry who was still staring at them in shock.

"They couldn't be," she uttered, the words slipping from her lips before she could stop herself. "Could they?"

"Mum…Dad…Sirius?" Harry said wistfully as he stood, pulling Rose up with him, unable to hide the hope in his voice. All it took was a single nod from the woman, his mother. Grinning, he launched himself into their open arms, clinging to them as if he was afraid they would disappear. Rose smiled, watching from afar. After a few moments, Harry turned back to look at her.

"So this is her?" his mom, Lily, inquired, looking at her too. Harry just smiled and blushed slightly.

"Awh, look, our little Prongsling is blushing!" Sirius commented again, making James laugh and Harry mutter something inaudible. Rose smiled, but suddenly felt very self-conscious of the mud that was all over her dress, not to mention her.

"Can you blame him?" James replied, looking at his flushed son and then back at Rose. "Look at her! Even covered in mud she's still beautiful! If I didn't have the most amazing wife in the world that puts even Helen of Troy to shame, we might have a problem!"

"You're lucky I'm absolutely in love with you James Potter, or else you might be cold on the couch tonight," Lily retorted, glaring at him playfully, grinning nonetheless.

"Does the charm help still?" James inquired with a dashing smile down at her.

"Immensely." Grinning, James leaned in and kissed her.

"Umm, I still don't exactly know how I managed to bring back the dead," Rose said after a moment.

"You know what, I don't care," Harry said with a smile, coming over to lift her into the air by her waist, spinning her around, "You're beautiful and amazing and the most talented and wonderful person I've ever met and I would marry you right now if I could!" He gently set her back on her feet, but didn't release her.

"Is that a marriage proposal, Mr. Potter?" Rose inquired, smiling.

"Yes," he replied, unable to stop grinning.

Sliding her arms around his neck she responded, "Well, we're both dressed, both of our families are here, and there happens to be a minister in that church behind you."

"Are you serious?" he retorted, looking at her in awe.

"No," she replied and he frowned slightly, "that's Sirius," she pointed towards his godfather, grinning. "But I don't think you want to marry him." Harry laughed out loud, a sound that no one had heard for over a month.

Sirius, on the other hand, spoke up, "But Harry…I thought we had a real…connection!" sounding undeniably like a hormonal teenage girl. Sobbing, he suddenly burst out, "Don't look at me!" covering his face so they couldn't see him laughing. This only made everyone laugh harder as he finally dropped the façade.

"But yes," Rose finally said after they had all regained the ability to look at each other without laughing, "I will marry you, Harry, right here, right now." Harry smiled, taking the aquamarine ring off her right hand and replacing it on her ring finger. Rose smiled radiantly up at him before slipping her hand around his neck and pulling him down to kiss her. And suddenly, everything was perfect.

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do you love me? i couldn't just couldn't kill Harry off! so there is one more chpt where, of course, they get married, i'll try my hardest to keep it noncorny. but i have to write out at least one wedding! soooooooooo lmk what you think! please don't ask about how it works taht harry's back idk, but i like that song (totally evanescence freak :P) and it works. anyone who asks i will reply "it is my story, there is magic in it, and in the lil world that is fiction i am goddess and the character's lives bend to my will!" lol :P so lmk what you think!!!!!! please review!!!!! show me some love!!!!!

your faithful and Harry-loving authoress,

Miss Romantic