Chapter Twenty Five
Harry defeated Voldemort.
And with everyone partying and rallying around him, he wanted nothing more than to be alone.
And finally, he got his chance.
...
In the Great Hall, Minerva McGonagall was looking for Harry. After asking several people if they saw Harry, she quieted the room and asked, "Has anyone seen Potter?"
Everyone was quiet. They looked to their neighbors, seeing if Harry was among them.
"Does anyone see Harry?" Hermione asked.
Everyone looked around, and slowly, very slowly, they all shook their heads.
...
Harry had snuck outside. He stood at the side of the bridge, just outside the Great Hall. He gazed out at the deep ravine, and he finally, was alone.
Except, not quite.
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McGonagall cast a spell that let them see Harry. It was rarely done, because it was such a powerful spell, but after a couple tries, Dumbledore's Army and the Order of the Phoenix, when working together, managed to make it work.
Everyone sat, and stared at the wavering image. Finally, it cleared up, and they all saw Harry, standing at the edge of the bridge.
"I should go get him," Hermione said. She was getting up to leave when Ron stopped her. "Don't," he said. "He wants to be alone. Why do you think he left?"
Hermione shot an incredulous look at Ron, but stayed where she was. They were all sitting there, watching and listening.
And they witnessed everything.