30. Harry Potter

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Horrible last few days

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Horrible last few days.

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Nobodies POV

Assembly room.

Dumbledore is speaking to all his pupils.

"Today we acknowledge a really terrible loss. Cedric Diggory was as you all know, exceptionally hard working, intricately fair minded. And most importantly a fierce fierce friend. I think therefore you have the right to know exactly how he died. You see, Cedric Diggory was murdered by Lord Voldemort. The ministry of magic does not wish me to tell you this. But not to do so I think would be an insult to his memory. Now the pain we all feel at this dreadful loss reminds me, reminds us that while we may come from different places and speak in different tongues, our hearts beat as one. In light of recent events the bonds of friendship we made this year will be more important than ever. Remember that and Cedric Diggory will not have died in vain, you remember that. And we'll celebrate a boy who was kind and honest and brave and true right to the very end." Dumbledore says

....

Bedroom

Harry is sitting on a bed, Dumbledore walks in.

"I never liked these curtains. Set them on fire in my fourth year, by accident of course. I put you in terrible danger this year Harry I'm sorry." Dumbledore says

"Professor, when I was in the graveyard there was a moment... um...when Voldemort's wand and mine sort of connected." Harry says

"Priorium Contatum. You saw your parents that night didn't you? They reappeared." Dumbledore says

Harry nods.

"No spell can reawaken the dead Harry I trust you know that. Dark and difficult times lie ahead. Soon we must all face the choice between what is right what is easy. But remember this, you have friends here. You're not alone." Dumbledore says

....

Hogwarts.

There's a large crowd gathered, the pupils are going home. Viktor Krum gives Hermione a kiss and hands her some paper.

"Write to me. Promise." Viktor says

"Bye." Hermione says

Ezra was happily chatting with Xander. When the french sisters approach him, they both in turn give him a kiss on the head.

"Au revoir Ezra." Fleur says

Ezra smiles softly.

The Beauxbatons girls leave in uniform, the crowd applauds. The Durmstrang boys leave too, shaking hands as they go.

"Do you think we'll ever just have a quiet year at Hogwarts?" Ron ask

"No." Hermione says

"No I don't think so." Harry says

"Everything's going to change now isn't it?" Hermione ask

"Yes." Harry says

"Promise you'll write this summer. Both of you." Hermione says "Well I won't. You know I won't!" Ron says

"Harry will won't you?" Hermione ask "Yeah. Every week." Harry says

They look over the balcony, the flying horses pulling a carriage head off into the distance.

The Bulgarians' ship goes underwater.

....

Harry makes his way over to Ezra and his aunt. Liza smiles, and she brings Harry into her arms.

"Hey baby." Liza coos

Harry melts in her arms and he returns the hug. "How are you feeling baby cousin." Ezra ask

"Better." Harry says, pulling away from his aunt. "I'm glad to hear that sweetheart, but if you need anything, I'm here." Liza says

"Thank you aunty." Harry says

"Come on Harry, dad is waiting in the car." Ezra says "wait what? Isn't the Dursleys going to pick me up." Harry ask, confused and a bit hopeful.

Liza and Ezra smile.

"Not anymore kiddo, as of now...your the adopted son of Elizabeth and Elijah Potter." Ezra announces

Harry tears up and he launches himself into Ezra's arms, making him laugh.

Liza giggles through her tears, rubbing Harry's sobbing back. "Just know sweetheart, we will never replace Lily and James, we just want you to have a proper home and we can offer that. Were just sorry that we couldn't do it sooner." Liza says

Harry pulls himself away from Ezra and he hugs Liza, "thank you...so much." Harry whispers sobs.

Despite the horrible last few days, this is what Harry needed.

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