You are lucky. Tomorrow I'll be busy, so you get two chapters today. Enjoy.

Contains quotes from "1793" by Victor Hugo, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows and the poem "To Germany" by Charles Hamilton Sorley.

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There is a memory, the last memory of life -like all this never happened- peacefully dying on a bed, holding her hand.

(She hadn't wanted him to feel scared or lonely).

And yet it happened.

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She feels like a part of her is flying beyond space and time.

Home.

Sing and she sings back.

Go down the stairs

Love from above and peace for the peace-bringer

(Oh, you've been lost and dead and gone and it's been years and years of nightmares)

There is a golden glow and a beloved face,

-still wearing that expression of thoughtful joy-

Light and pain, death and life radiating from his eyes,

Smile and reach out and he reaches back

Sweet dreams

("but why on earth should that mean that it is not real?")

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There is a voice.

(Open your eyes)

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Gold and red and blue and green and yellow.

In the field and the sky and the whispering grass

and the sunflowers at their young feet

blink with wonder at the colour returned, at life restored, on his hair and on his face and on her hands

somehow changed yet still the same, youth pouring out, more beautiful than before

tangle your fingers –feel the bones that don't ache- in the brilliant orange-red, resting lightly on her shoulders and don't let go

(Then we may view again, with new-won eyes each other's truer form)

bright, bright eyes, shining with tears of joy

(We'll grasp firm hands and laugh at the old pain)

Breathe with me deeply and share the light scent of new, new, glorious morning.

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But where was the voice-?

A light chuckle.

"You know, if they start kissing immediately, we'll be here all day. Not that I mind. PONDS!"

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And their daughter is laughing, kind, kind face, her hair spun gold and silky sunlight, arm resting lightly on the old new borrowed blue door-

And they spin around just in time to get rammed into by a certain floppy-haired someone, who hugs them both so tight that they can barely breathe.

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-the end-

Thank you for reading!

First "proper" fanfic. What do you think?