Hinny

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Harry's POV

Harry/Voldy:"expelliarmus/ avada kadavra."

A red light shot out of my wand. A green light shot out of voldermorts wand. Both the lights met at the middle and created some sort of energy ball. Then the elder wand flew out of voldermorts hand and I caught it, making both the spells hit him. Everything turned into slow motion. Voldermort gasped loudly, his eyes open so wide it looked like they would fall out. His body went rigid as he fell to the floor. As soon as his body fell all his death eaters burst into flames. Disappearing from the scenes to. They were all dead.

He was dead. Finally!

I saw eyes turn from him to me them back to him again as I just looked down at his still frame. I'd done it. I'd finally finished him once and for all. There was suddenly a loud uproar as everyone began cheering. I felt hands tapping my back or ruffling my hair. But non of that mattered. All I could think about was a certain red head. All I could think about was Ginny. I walked away as people began throwing hexes and curses at voldermorts dead body. From afar I saw all the weasly's hugging each other. Ginny was amongst them. Ron and hermione were kissing each other. So many people died here today because of me. I couldn't stay here anymore. I'm glad all the weasly's were ok. But I didn't deserve them. I didn't deserve Ginny.

I walked away. In fact I ran. I ran to the astronomy tower the place where I last saw Dumbeldore. That day he had given me all of his powers. He had transferred them to me. At the time I hadn't understood why. Obviously now I know that he knew he was going to die that night. I knew I could apparate out of here. I would leave the ones I did truly love even though they weren't mine to love. I wouldn't hurt them any more. They could be happy again. Ginny could be happy. With that I felt myself being sucked into a vacuum. It felt more like a black hole. Then I was being pushed out of it. I held my arms out to balance myself. I was stood in my parents house in Godrics Hollow. In my old room. Everything was still as it was the day they were murdered. I looked around the room and in my broken cot. I moved the blanket. There was a teddy shaped like a black dog. I picked it up. It was wearing a collar. The collar read. "To my godson and nephew lots of love from padfoot. I held it close to me. As I was just about to turn away I noticed a small box. I picked it up and noticed a note attached to it. I opened the note.

My dearest Harry,

I now you will be quite a lot older by the time you read this and that me and your father will probably be dead. I want to leave you this ring to pass on to your wife. It's a potter heirloom. Give it to the one you love Harry. Not someone you think you love. I want you to know that me and your dad love you so much. We don't ever want you to feel alone. We will always be in your heart. I want you to always remember that to live in the hearts of those you love is not really dying. I want you to be happy and move on with your life. You are everything to your father and I. I want you to have everything that you have desired. We love you baby we always have and we always will. Your a great wizard Harry never forget that.

Lots of love mummy and daddy xxx.

I finished reading the letter. Tears rolling down my cheeks. I opened the box. Inside was a beautiful goblin white gold ring. It had a slightly large diamond in the middle. Then 5 smaller diamond on either side of the larger one. It was beautiful. I could just imagine it on Ginny's finger. Ginny. No I can't think like that. I have to stay away. I fell to the floor clutching the letter the box and the teddy. I put my head in my hands and cried until I could cry no more. Even after I stopped crying my body heaved and wracked dry sobs. I don't know how long I sat there. I felt a hand on my shoulder. I looked up not bothering to pull my wand. I didn't care what happened to me anymore. I looked up to see mr and mrs weasly stood in front of me looking concerned. I scrambled up stuffing the note and ring into my pocket letting the dog fall to the floor.

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