Chapter 97

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This time when the pain came I actually fell to the ground screaming. Something was wrong. It took longer then last time to go away.

"HARRY STOP." I screamed as he wrapped his arms around Voldemorts neck pulling them both of the edge of the castle. Quickly I apparated myself down with them helping Harry collect his wand. "Together?" He whispered. I grabbed his hand in mine and held my wand up.

Voldemort angrily pulled his wand back and Harry and I did the same pushing as hard as we could. Harry knocked his wand out of his hand and I raised the elder wand up. "Do it Clara." I softly whispered "avada kedavra," watching as Voldemort collapsed into tiny black pieces of ash. Harry casted a curse and I jumped back as the ash went up in bright flames.

I let out the loudest scream yet holding tightly onto my stomach. "Clara," he whispered holding onto me. "I need Draco. Something is wrong."

The pain was becoming overwhelming I laid down on the cement pressing my cheek against the ground, and blinked trying to keep my vision steady.

"Here," Harry gently whispered placing a stone in my hand. I didn't even have time to react before my eyes shut and I didn't open them.

"Sweetheart," I could feel someone shaking my shoulders. "Open your eyes." I softly fluttered my eyes trying to figure out where I was. "Remus?" I whispered. He sat down on the edge of my bed wrapping my arms around me tightly, "hello dear." I immediately started crying, "you're dead. I need you but you're dead." He gently pushed tears off of my cheek. "You were so brave Clara."

"That's what you keep saying. I miss you. I can't do this alone." He sighed, "you won't be alone. All your friends, Draco, they will all be there for you." I shook my head, "I want you." I turned my head as someone else walked in, "wow, I feel left out." Sirius smiled sitting down beside me.

I was in shock I didn't even let go of Remus. "How are you both here?" I asked. "Because we both love you more than anything in the world," Sirius whispered pulling my hair out of my face. I softly nodded, "I'm not dead? Am I? What about my baby?"

Sirius laughed, "a teen pregnancy. I must say that one's on Remus. And with Malfoy of all people, it all went to shit after I died." It was hard to hold back my smile, "answer my question." Remus shook his head, "you're not dead."

"Hey," I gently lifted my head as Fred brought himself into the room. "Fred," I whispered throwing my arms tightly around him. "I'm sorry I never got to say goodbye to you," I said. He shrugged, "don't waste your time here apologizing. Take care of George, that's all I need."

I took a deep breath, "of course. Remus what about your son?" He squeezed my hand, "I know you'll take great care of him." I nodded resting my head on his shoulder, "just like you did for me. What am I supposed to tell him?" Remus held on to me tightly, "you're going to have to be his mother, just like I was your parent. Tell him whenever you feel he's ready." I took a shaky breath, "I have two kids. I'm not even eighteen." Sirius smiled, "most parents would be disappointed. I'm quite proud of you." Remus agreed, "we both are."

"Hello dear. I hope you don't mind." I almost forgot how to breathe when I saw her, "mommy." She burst out in laughter, "you haven't called me that since you were a little girl." I flung myself into her arms, holding on tightly. "I am so so proud and amazed by you Clara. You grew up to be everything I couldn't be. I know you're going to be the best mother those kids could possibly have." She gently kissed the top of my head, "I love you my sweet girl."

"I hope I'm not too late." Cedric stood in the doorway. "Fashionably late," I whispered. All of them sat down on the bed where I was sitting before and I stared as they all just shook their heads and softly repeated, "it's not your fault." It felt like some sort of dream.

It went on for a few minutes before Remus gently grabbed my hand. "Open it let it go. I love you." I did as he said dropping my hand looking down as a stone fell and rolled a few feet away. "Goodbye sweetheart." I quickly shook my head, "no please don't go."

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