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EVERY SECOND HARRY AND PARIS BREATHED, THEY SAVOURED IT. paris could no longer contain her trembling and shaking, even when harry took her hand for comfort. she had her wand firmly grasped in her hand, while harry did not. they wondered whether it hurt to die from the killing curse, or whether you just... went.
they moved past the tall, towering trees, and it reminded paris of the forest they had taken shelter in during the horcrux hunt. but it was all over now. and it was more darker.
harry suddenly stopped, looking down at a small ball in his hands. paris turned, frowning curiously at him. she wanted to ask what was wrong, but there was obviously so many things wrong, and nevertheless, her mouth was too dry to utter a single word.
the ball in his hands was the snitch. he stared down at it as it shook slightly in his trembling hands. "i open at the close..."
bringing the golden metal to his lips, he beckoned for paris to join him in his discovery. the metal shell broke open, revealing a black stone in its centre. it slightly hovered upwards, and both of them shared a look, straight away knowing what it was. the resurrection stone.
"you put your hand on top." harry offered. "it might fetch someone back for both of us.."
paris did so, and they closed their palms over the stone, closing their eyes for a brief moment, before opening them back up again.
the people were neither ghost, nor truly flesh and blood, and both harry could see that. they reminded harry of the preservation of tom riddle that had escaped from the diary years ago in the chamber of secrets. less than living bodies, but more than ghosts.
james, lily, sirius and remus stood by harry's side, all watching him with a smile.
"you've been so brave, sweetheart." lily spoke to him softly, eyes glossy.
