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I paid for Harry's burial. He's finally buried in the local cemetery nearby.

Every time Niall and I eat lunch. He's still under that tree, looking back at us.

"Hey look, it's Harry."

He stares at me, with those soulless green eyes. His pale and dry lips contort into a very subtle smile. He mouths a "thank you"

I wave, smiling.

Harry dissolves into thin air and a cold air passes by me once again.

"I'll never forget you, Louis."
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