Harry screamed with anger and pain. He chased after Bellatrix, determined to get revenge. Lupin stopped me going after him. "Dumbledore is here." He simply said. I nodded. We heard the duel between Voldemort and Dumbledore clearly. We heard silence and we carefully walked in. Harry was on the floor, he appeared to be possessed. Voldemort was inside him. He spoke in a raspy voice of loss, his eyes were red and sweat poured from his forehead. He saw me and stared with desperation. He closed his eyes and Voldemort escaped from his body. He stood over Harry. "You will lose everything." He said. After he said it, the minister looked shocked to see him as he arrived. Voldemort escaped into thin air. I ran to Harry and held him in my arms as he sobbed at the return of pain he felt when witnessing Sirius' death.
Harry was broken. He had lost so much. He was extremely quiet and has more nightmares than ever. I felt lost. I supported him as much as I could but seeing him in so much pain was unbearable. However, the world now knew of Voldemort's return and Harry was no longer seen as a liar. "Harry? I have something to give you." I whispered softly as I entered his room at the Weasley's. He looked up and took the book from my hand. He opened it. Photos of Sirius, Lily and James filled the pages. "It was meant to be a birthday present from me and Sirius, but under the circumstances and after everything you've been through, I feel you need it, to remind you of your family." I explained. He smiled in the first time in weeks. "Thank you so much." He beamed weakly before kissing my cheek. I leaned my head on his shoulder as we discussed our memories with Sirius.
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A Harry Potter Fanfiction~Falling For The Boy Who Lived.
FanfictionSavannah Alice Longbottom is the twin sister of Neville Longbottom, a talented potioneer and a new student at Hogwarts School Of Witchcraft And Wizardry. Throughout her seven years of education she finds love, bravery, friendship and hope. She faces...
