Author's Note: This is the original ending I was going to write for this story, but decided otherwise. This ending would be in place of the current chapter 5. I needed to get this out of my system, it's been banging around in my head for a while. So please, read and review! I appreciate any and all thoughts towards my stories! I hope you like it!
DISCLAIMER: I OWN NOTHING JK ROWLING OR ALPHAVILLE DOES!
ALTERNATE ENDING:
CHAPTER FIVE
Ron held her lifeless body for a long time, until the color had gone completely from her wings. Finally, Harry pulled him away and led him back to the Gryffindor common room where Hermione had been waiting.
Beth had not been the only casualty that day. On his way to inform Snape about the death of his goddaughter, Harry met Dumbledore. The headmaster told him of the many deaths that day, including that of Fred Weasley. When Harry returned to the common room, he found Ron and Hermione asleep in each other's atms, the tears still wet on their faces.
The battle had been won, but at such a great cost.
Harry and Ginny stayed together for the rest of their lives. They had four children.
George was happily married two years later to Angelina Johnson. Still, he often stated that it felt like half of him had been torn away.
Thrown together by the tragedy of that day, Ron and Hermione fell in love with each other. They had twins, a boy Fred and a girl Beth, who had a strange love for flying and seemed to be very in tune with birds.
Ron never forgot the bronze-haired girl. Beside his bed he kept a photograph of himself, Harry, Hermione, Fred, George, and Beth. He looked at it often, remembering the girl destined to be forever young.
The End.