All My Heart- A Harry Potter FanFic

Chapter 36

Sorry this update has taken so long! I'm right in the middle of year end exams, so I haven't had much time to wright!

Sorry again! I hope you enjoy!

With love: @rubyssister
----------------------------------------------I bring my face up from Ron's chest and wipe the tears off my cheeks with the plan of my hand. I scan the great hall, looking for people I know. I see many people mourning the dead, and treating the wounded. Friends, siblings, family, it's all here, and gone.

Then, I notice that Harry isn't in the room! I jump to my feet, a new burst of energy filling me. "Harry!" I say. Ron gets up too and grabs my wrist. I look into his eyes and panic. "Ron, we have to find him! He's probably gone to the forest! I can't loose him too!" I yell, trying to pull away from Ron's grip. He holds my wrist tighter. "Morgan, calm down, he's going to be ok. We'll go look for him, but only within the castle. If he has gone to the forest, we can't do anything but hope." he says surprisingly calm. "Let's go."

We exit the hall and start down a flight of stairs. "Ron! Morgan!" we hear a voice call out from behind us. I turn around and see Harry, looking quite upset. "HARRY!" I yell, and run over to him. I hug him tightly. "We thought maybe you had gone to the forest." I cry. "I'm going there now." he says matter-of-factly, pushing past me.

"Harry what happened?" I ask, concerned about his strange behaviour. "It was Snape's memories, wasn't it?" He nods and turns back to face me. "I have to go to the forest. It's the only way. I know something now, I think I've known it all along. And I'm sure you have too." He pauses and takes a deep breath. Before he even says it, I know what the next sentence is going to be and a few tears fill my eyes.

"I'm an accidental horcrux." Harry says quietly, looking at the ground. "I have to die. He has to kill me. It's the only way." The tears spill over my eyes and I hug Harry again. "I'll go with you." I tell him quietly. He pulls me out of the hug and looks me in the eyes. "No, you have to stay here. Once I'm gone, it's just the snake. Just kill the snake then you can finally beat Voldemort."

I don't trust myself to say anything, so I just nod. Harry sighs and pushes past Ron and I, heading outside.

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About an hour later, I'm outside, taking in the sight in front of me. The castle is in complete ruins. There is stone and glass everywhere. Many other people are milling about too, talking amongst them selfs or just taking everything in, like me.

I hear someone gasp and I quickly turn around to see why. There are about 500 deatheaters slowly walking up to the castle with Voldemort in the lead. Quickly, I reach for my wand and hold it in front of me. Then, I see him.

Hagrid is mixed in among the deatheaters and appears to be carrying something in his arms. As he gets closer I see its a body he's carrying. Even close and I see the messy black hair and circular glasses.

More people file out of the castle and stare at the approaching group of people. I look to my side and see Ginny. She looks back at me worriedly. "Morgan, who is that? Who is that Hagrid's carrying?" she asks in a shaky voice. I don't trust myself to speak, so I don't respond.

"HARRY POTTER IS DEAD!" Voldemort exclaims triumphantly.

"NO!" Ginny screams, running forward. I quickly run up to her and grab her wrist and pull her back before anything can happen to her. In her shock, Ginny doesn't struggle against my grip and lets me gently pull her back.

The deatheaters and Voldemort laugh at us. "Yes, Harry Potter is dead. You will all join me, or suffer! You have lost!" Voldemort exclaims. "Draco." I hear Lucius Malfoy hiss at his son. "Draco come here." Narsisa, Draco's mother says calmly, holding out a hand for her pathetic excuse of a son. Surprisingly, Draco backs away from the group of deatheaters slowly, hiding himself in the crowd.

I ignore this odd behaviour and turn back to the group of deatheaters. Out the corner of my eye, I see Neville walk out if the crowd, carrying something. He slowly staggers towards the deatheaters. "No, Neville!" I say loudly. He turns back to face me and gives me a warning look. Then he turns back to Voldemort.

"I just wanted to say something." Neville declares. "It doesn't matter that we lost Harry tonight. Or Olivia, or Fred." He says, turning to me and giving a sad look. "What matters is that we will keep fighting. We won't let them die in vane. We're going to keep fighting, with or without them, until you are destroyed!" he yells at Voldemort.

Quick as a flash, Neville unfolds the piece of cloth he's holding, which I now recognize as the sorting hat, reaches inside, and pulls out a shiny, silver, ruby incrusted sward. I gasp as I recognize it as the Sward of Gryffindor. Neville drops the hat and holds the sward in front of him, glaring at Voldemort.

At that same instant, I see movement from the group of deatheaters. I flinch slightly as I see that Harry's body has fallen out of Hagrid's arms.

All of a sudden, Harry jumps to his feet, shoots a spell at Voldemort (which Voldemort quickly deflects), and starts running thought the courtyard! I blink a few times, trying to reassure myself about what I just saw. It must have just been a trick of the light, or someone else that moved! Harry's gone, it couldn't have been him!

Then, all hell breaks loose, and I realize, this is no trick!

Harry's alive!