T̶h̶e̶ D̶a̶r̶k̶s̶i̶d̶e̶

Ginny's grieve

Hermione rolled her eyes. "All right. Ron, Ginny? Do you have your list of suspects?"

Ron and Ginny nodded.

"Remember," Hermione said quietly, "lie low and don't cause scenes. Get them alone."

"You shouldn't be here!" Professor McGonagall hissed, "It's too dangerous for you three to be here."

"I'm sorry Professor, but we need to do something. We can't just watch him burn our world to the ground."

McGonagall considered this, then nodded. "I hope whatever you're planning isn't stupid."

"It isn't." Hermione confirmed as she and the others snuck out into the office and split up in different directions, each going for a different student.

Hermione followed a Gryffindor girl inside the Tower, so she wouldn't have to say the password herself. As soon as she was inside, she ran up the stairs to the sixth year boys' dormitory.

Nothing had changed since she'd last been in the Tower, and yet the darkness that the castle was wrapped in was palpable.

She knocked on the door. When no one answered, she slowly pushed it open. All of the beds were empty and unmade. No one was there. Good, she thought, she had a head start.

She started looking inside the drawers and wardrobes. Nothing interesting there. At least, that's what she thought until she pulled the last drawer. It didn't open.
She used both her hands. The drawer still didn't open. She tried the unlocking spell. Nothing.

She opened the drawer above and managed to sneak in a finger. From the inside, she turned a small key that was already in the lock. This time when she pulled, the drawer opened.

Muggle technology. Impressed, Hermione pulled out the stack of papers inside. At first, she didn't understand what she was reading. Then, giving it a closer look, she realised not only that all of it was handwritten, but it was ... poetry?

Yes, poetry. A poem so beautiful that for a moment she forgot her plan and her fears and just read.

In the quiet of the evening's hush,
A tale of love, of loss, we must discuss.
For Harry, once so brave and true,
Now rests in peace, his journey through.
Ginny, with a heavy heart, now weeps,
Her love for him forever runs so deep.
She takes her pen, her paper, and her ink,
To write a poem, to let her feelings speak.
In the twilight's gentle, fading light,
She crafts her words, with all her might.
A tribute to the hero, who gave his all,
To protect the world from darkness' fall.

"To Harry, you were my shining star,
Guiding me from near and from afar.
With every battle, every spell you cast,
In your strength and courage, I was steadfast.

The scar upon your brow, a mark so dear,
A symbol of the love, we held so near.
You fought for justice, you fought for right,
Through day and dark, you were our guiding light.

But now, my love, you're gone from sight,
Into the endless, starry night.
Yet in my heart, you'll always stay,
The love we shared, it will never fade away.

With wand in hand, you faced your fate,
And left this world, we can't debate.
But in my dreams, you'll live on strong,

A hero's legacy, in every song.
So here's to you, my dearest friend,
In every story, in every end.

I'll love you always, with all my might,
My brave, beloved Harry, goodnight."

With tear-stained cheeks, Ginny signs her name,
And in her heart, she'll never be the same.
For Harry, gone but not forgot,
His love and courage, they mean a lot.

....

Hermione after reading her poem weeped more for him and she turned the page and  another poem was written for Harry.

"My love, my hero, my everything.
You left me too soon, too young, too brave.
You gave your life to save the world.
But you took my heart with you too the grave.

I miss your smile, your laugh, your voice.
Your touch, your kiss, your warm embrace.
I miss the way you looked at me with love and tenderness in your face.

I miss the way you made me feel.
Like I was the only one who mattered.
I miss you held my hand and whispered sweet nothings as we chattered.

I miss the way you fought for me and protected me from harm.
I miss the way you comforted me and wrapped me in your arms.

I miss the way you lived for me and loved me with all your soul.
I miss the way you died for me and made me feel whole.

You were my light , my hope, my joy.
You were my reason to live.
You were my everything, my Harry.
You were the best gift life would give.

But now you're gone , and Im alone and nothing feels the same.
The world is dark and cold and cruel.
And I'm drowning in my pain.

But I know you're watching over me.
From somewhere up above.
And I know you're still with me in spirit and in love.

So I'll keep living for you and honor your memory.
I'll keep on fighting for you and make you proud of me.

I'll keep on loving you, my Harry until we meet again.
And then I'll hold you in my arms and never let you go again".

She showed this to Ginny and Ron. They were crying too. Hermione and Ron knew that it was Ginny who has written this and they saw Ginny crying silently they  assured Ginny that they will make the Dark Lord suffer. They had already planned and practised in secret. If anything they will defeat the Dark Lord if its mean they had to do the 3rd Wizarding War. They will do this for Harry and other students who has sacrificed for everyone.

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