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Chapter 31
Sirius stared at James. "Who's Harry?"
"He's my son." Silence met this explanation. His friends continued to stare as James looked off into space. Professor Crawford was trying to get their attention, but was failing miserably.
Finally, Lily spoke. "James, you don't have a son."
"No, no I do. He's yours also. He's dead. Voldemort killed him. It happened last month."
"You remember?" Sirius asked.
"Yes, I remember. We were in the future!" James was now standing and looked at his friends once, then ran out of the classroom.
Hermione, Ron, and Ginny were sitting in the Heads Dorms. Their faces were tearstained and their voices cracked when they had to use them. They had been sitting in silence the entire day.
The entire wizarding world had been informed of Voldemort's demise and Harry's death, though after hearing that the most evil wizard in the world was finally gone, one tends to tune out everything else. The wizards were so engrossed in celebrating the fall of Voldemort, hardly anyone had shown up for Harry's funeral, making his close friends angry and relieved at the same time. They knew how much Harry hated being the center of attention and they were glad he finally got a little privacy, even if it was a little too late. They hated the fact that everyone ignored his death because his entire life, they tried to find out every detail of his life, but now that he's gone, they ignore him.
"You'd think that they'd all have shown up at his funeral," Ginny said. "He is the one who defeated him."
"At the cost of his own life," Ron added bitterly. Hermione scooted closer to Ron and wrapped her arm around him.
"I know. It's not fair, but when has his life ever been? Especially recently," Hermione said.
"I had never seen him filled with such mixed emotions before," Ginny said. "He was so excited at being able to meet his parents, but was so torn because they had to know what happens to them and him." Ginny stopped talking and hid her head in her hands. "Why did he have to go? Why couldn't he be here with us? I miss him so much!"
No one knew what to say. They didn't know when the pain would go away or if it ever would. Ron looked from Ginny to Hermione. He saw the pain in their faces and wondered if his face showed that much hurt. He suddenly stood up and walked toward the door.
"Ron! Where are you going?"
"You know where I'm going," he answered. He left the castle and walked to the spot where they had been twice in the past two years. They had come her last year to bury Professor Dumbledore. This year, they did the same to Harry. Ron didn't know if he liked it that much or not. He knew that Harry had always thought of Hogwarts as his home, but did he want to be buried here? Ron really couldn't think of anywhere else he could have been buried, except for next to his parents, but Ron didn't know where that was.
He knelt down next to the mound of dirt on the ground covering his best friend's body. He looked at the tombstone at the head of the grave.
Harry James Potter
Beloved Son, Godson, and Friend.
There was more, but Ron didn't read it. His mind drifted through the memories he had of Harry. Every time they laughed, every time they fought, every time they worried. His stubborn, courageous, loving, respectful, amazing friend was now gone. Ron had to admit to himself that he knew Harry wouldn't be around for very long, but he had always pushed those feelings away. He refused to believe it then, and refused to believe it now, despite the fact he was already gone.
Ron's thoughts drifted to the small funeral. He thought of the people who had been there. Most of the students were there, Ron's whole family, the teachers, the Order of the Phoenix, and surprisingly, Draco Malfoy and Severus Snape, though they stood in the back and made a quick exit when they had been spotted by a few of the students. Ron had found them afterwards and had promised them, in honor of Harry, that he would try to convince the Order that they were on the good side. Everything in Ron's being told him to kill them right then for causing Harry so much pain, but refrained himself because Harry had been willing to give them a second chance.
Ron looked around the grounds, thinking about every time Hermione, Harry, and he had walked across the grounds, for fun or to solve another part of a puzzle. Ron felt a silent tear trickle down his face. He'd never get to graduate with his best friend. Ron collapsed all the way to the ground and laid there, is hot tears wetting the soil.
"Oh, Harry! Please come back! Please come back! I need you! Hermione needs you! Ginny needs you! She loves you, Harry! Please! You're not supposed to die! You can't! You're too good a person to die! I need you here! You can't leave us!" He continued to sob. He had never done anything like this before, but he had never lost his best friend before either. He closed his eyes and continued to think of everything he could remember about Harry.
The next thing he knew he was opening his eyes in his bed, looking up at Hermione and Ginny.
"No! Let me go back!" he cried, moving himself to stand up, but Ginny and Hermione held him down.
"Ron, it's cold outside."
"It's cold wherever I go! Harry's not here! He's out there! All alone! I need to go be with him! He needs me…"
"Ron, snap out of it!" Ginny screamed. "He's dead! He's gone! He doesn't need you! He doesn't need Hermione! He doesn't need me! He's stone cold dead! He will never speak to us again and this time it's not because he's mad at us! He is D-E-A-D dead! Got it?" Ginny turned around and ran off screaming at herself.
Ron stared after her, and then looked at Hermione. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make her upset."
"Why are you apologizing to me? Ron, we all miss Harry. I think you should go talk to her."
Ron nodded his head, but didn't move. Hermione sat on the bed and grabbed Ron around the neck and started sobbing. After getting over the shock of the sudden movement, he wrapped his own arms around Hermione and patted her back. He could feel the tears coming again and didn't fight them. He let them fall down and join Hermione's.
Ginny was sitting next to the open window looking out over the grounds of Hogwarts. It was now night time and the moon was high in the sky. Harry, where are you? She asked the heavens. I need you here, Harry. I have nothing to look forward to anymore. I need you. You can't leave me! I need you! You're everything to me! Please, don't go! Please stay! I can almost hear you , but your still not here! Please, just allow me to hear one more word from you! I need to hear your voice! I miss you terribly! Ron and Hermione are awful because you are gone! We all need you! I just yelled at Ron because…I don't know why! I need you so badly! I can't take it anymore!
Ginny stood up and started grabbing anything she could. She didn't care what it was. She threw it on the ground, against the wall and out the window. Her tears were falling like torrents of rain. She let out a scream of agony and plunged onto her bed. She heard the thunder roll outside and the rain suddenly fall. How perfect! The weather finally matches my mood. She looked out at the rain, and then leaned out the window. She let the rain hit her face and wash down her body. The icy water washed away her tears each time a new one fell. She then ran from the room, through the common room, and outside. She ran to the lake and stood shivering in the rain. She was now fully soaked as she looked over the lake.
"HARRY!" she screamed, hoping for a response, but not expecting it. There was a great flash of lightning and a loud clap of thunder. Her sobs grew louder and louder, though you couldn't hear them. Just then, she felt a hand on her shoulder and she whipped around, her wet hair sticking to her face. When she saw who it was, her knees gave out, but the person in front of her caught her.
"It can't be…" she whispered.
"What can't be?" the boy asked.
"H-Harry?"
"Yes, it's me. Why are you so shocked to see me?" he asked, wiping Ginny's hair from her face.
"You—you're dead."
"What? When did I die?" Harry's eyes were filled with confusion as he looked down into Ginny's beautiful eyes.
"Not too long ago. Voldemort killed you," Ginny whispered.
"Voldemort? Voldemort's dead. He's been dead for years. Are you feeling alright?"
"Yes, I'm fine, but Voldemort died the same day you did! I'm not crazy, Harry!"
"Ginny, I'm not saying you're crazy. What I am saying is that my father killed him."
Ginny shook her head unbelievingly. "Harry, you're father is dead!"
"Ginny, you're scaring me. What's going on?" Ginny opened her mouth to speak, but she stopped. Flashes of memories she had never had before filled her head. Voldemort had been killed by a very much alive James Potter three years ago. Peter wasn't the secret keeper. Sirius was. Voldemort never called on the Potter residence on October 31, 1981. Sirius never went to Azkaban. Dumbledore didn't die. Harry didn't have the scar…
Ginny put her hand to his forehead and pushed his messy black hair away and gasped. There was no scar.
"Harry! Oh, Harry!" Ginny wrapped her arms around him and cried tears of joy. He never had to defend the sorcerer's stone. He never fought a basilisk. He didn't have to do that horrible tournament. He didn't have to fight Voldemort alone. His parents were alive. Sirius was alive.
"Ginny, it's alright. Everything's going to be fine. Come on, let's go back inside."
Ginny nodded and wiped her face clear of the tears. The rain had slowed to a trickle and would soon stop. Harry wrapped his arm around Ginny's waist and she did the same to him. All Ginny could think about would be the reactions that everyone would have to have the Potters, Sirius, and Dumbledore back in their lives once more.
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