Chapter 5
Funeral
Thousands of people had arrived. Hundreds of reporters buzzed about the masses. Not just a few politicians were strutting about pompously, claiming to have been invited personally by the family themselves. Mostly, though, it was students who all stood to the left of the pire for the young wizard whom was now so recently passed whom they all missed terribly.
Three proffesors from Hogwarts were watching the reporters and politicians with disgusted looks. They didn't belong. Most of the students didn't beling either. None of them knew Harry Potter, not really. They didn't know the dead young man's parents even. All of them only knew about the boy's fame for killing an evil man. The professors Albus, Minerva, and Severus didn't say anything though, because they themselves did not belong.
At 12:00pm, the crowds fell silent. Everyone quickly found their assigned seats and places, bowed their heads and waited. They could all hear a faint drumming of a snaredrum in the distance, slowing approaching them.
At 12:15, a procession was visible. Four figures walked in the front, six figures carred the body of the boy-who-lived, and four figures brought up the end of the procession. These people were dressed in white robes and were supposed to be the closest people to the young savior; family, friends, lovers, and such, but he didn't have any or they were far too young to take part in the ceremony. So, instead, it was the people closest to Lily and James Potter.
Kingsley Shacklebolt, Alastor "Mad-Eye" Moody, Marcus Wood and Arthur Weasely were the four figures in the front. They had been the friends of James Potter.
Molly Weasely, Ashley Bones, Selene Snape, and Annabell Parkinson walked behind. They had been friends of Lilly Potter nee Evans.
Carrying the casket was Remus Lupin and Brenna Chang holding up the front; Patrick and Rosaline McShane holding up the middle; Tarra Thatcher and Alphonse Woods holding up the back. Remus, Rosaline, and Tarra were James's friends. Patrick, Alphonse, and Brenna were Lily's friends.
As they came to the pire, te four in the front seperated to the head of the pure. Then came the corpse carriers whom lidted the young Potter's body above the pire, seperating as they walked, keeping his body aloft above the prepared wood. When the four from the back approached, they seperated and stood around the pire with the rest of the procession.
The sound of the invisible drum dissipated and everyone looked up. Their eyes were all concentrated on the still raised body of the murdered eleven year boy, the boy whom had once been their savior.
"We bid ye goodbye. We bid thee peace." Alastor, Marcus and Arthur all chanted. The body was lowered.
"We bid ye goodbye. We bid thee peace." Molly, Selene, Ashley and Anabelle all chanted as the fourteen of them pulled out their wands.
"We bid thee a final farewell." Remus, Tarra, Patrick, Alphonse, Rosaline and Brenna all chanted together.
The fourteen people whom had been in the procession pointed their wands upon the pire and cried, "Incideo pura flamora!"
Blinding white lights shot from their wands and into the wood of the pire. The wood was suddenly engulfed in white flames that seemed to give off light that was brighter than a normal fire. The fourteen men and women all put away their wands as they and the crowds watched as the eleven year old's body was burnt into nothing. No ash, no bones, nothing but smoke into the skies above.
Once the flames of the pire burned away to nothing did the true friends of the young Harry Potter begin to cry.
And far away in Hogwarts, a painting whom had been silent since Salazar Slytherin had placed her there himself, finally spoke, repeating the final words of the boy-who-lived.
"I was so happy."
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