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Harry slumped down onto the broken stone of the Hogwarts bridge, head in his hands."So many died, for me. I said I didn't want them dying for me." he mumbled, lifting his head. Hermione crouched down to him and placed her hand on his shoulder."Harry, they didn't die for you but for their children, families and for our world." She reassured, brushing her tatted hair from her dark, muddy face. Harry stood up and strolled along the bridge, hands in his pocket and the warm sun slowly setting, shining on his face. Ron and Hermione followed behind, their faces cut and muddy, their clothes drenched."Harry mate, it is over, forever!" Ron smiled, kicking a piece of rock along. Harry sighed, his bright green eyes saddened. "A lot of people died, lived ones. Ron, your brother!" Harry explained through his teeth. A tear slipped down Ron's face as he started sprinting towards the castle, his lanky legs carrying him. Hermione glanced at Harry and ran after Ron, her wet, tangled hair blowing behind her. The pair disappeared into the entrance hall as Harry ran after them. Harry entered the Great Hall, the dead laid across the marble floor. Remus and Tonks cold dead hands were touching. He walked past the rows of dead bodies up to the group of Weasleys and Hermione surrounding the body of Fred. Harry collapsed to the floor, the world turning fuzzy and all turned black.
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The End (Harry Potter Fanfiction)
Hayran KurguThe war Is over but Harry must continue life, helping his friends and himself to get over the dramatic impacts. He must face love, hope, death, illness and the world after school. He defeated the dark lord but now he must live real life.
