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"Blimey" said Ron, "who would have thought subjecting Lord Voldemort to numerous vewings of the lion king would ultimately defeat him"
"yes" replied hermione quite irritated by rons apparent obsession with her "stop touching my leg ron, i told you about that, im with lucious now, and your with ginny"
Harry still coulnt believe ron was dating his own sister, but now wasnt the time to worry if that was the reason all the weasleys looked the same, voldemort was gone, He looked up and smiled "well, i dont think he could handle just how evil that one lion was...what was his name?"
Rom looked up, still clearly hurt by what Hermione had said, and wondering if ginny was the one for him said "Oh, i think it was.....Scar"
"Thats right" said harry "scar"
Originally posted by Darth Sauron
"Blimey" said Ron, "who would have thought subjecting Lord Voldemort to numerous vewings of the lion king would ultimately defeat him""yes" replied hermione quite irritated by rons apparent obsession with her "stop touching my leg ron, i told you about that, im with lucious now, and your with ginny"
Harry still coulnt believe ron was dating his own sister, but now wasnt the time to worry if that was the reason all the weasleys looked the same, voldemort was gone, He looked up and smiled "well, i dont think he could handle just how evil that one lion was...what was his name?"
Rom looked up, still clearly hurt by what Hermione had said, and wondering if ginny was the one for him said "Oh, i think it was.....Scar"
"Thats right" said harry "scar"
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Incest... nice... 😘
Originally posted by Darth Sauron
"Blimey" said Ron, "who would have thought subjecting Lord Voldemort to numerous vewings of the lion king would ultimately defeat him""yes" replied hermione quite irritated by rons apparent obsession with her "stop touching my leg ron, i told you about that, im with lucious now, and your with ginny"
Harry still coulnt believe ron was dating his own sister, but now wasnt the time to worry if that was the reason all the weasleys looked the same, voldemort was gone, He looked up and smiled "well, i dont think he could handle just how evil that one lion was...what was his name?"
Rom looked up, still clearly hurt by what Hermione had said, and wondering if ginny was the one for him said "Oh, i think it was.....Scar"
"Thats right" said harry "scar"
HAHAHHAHAH LMAO!!!!!
Adjusting his glasses he clearly saw that he was in the hospital wing. He heard a gasp as he turned to his left he saw Molly Weasley's tear streaked face.
"We were so worried Harry, you've been out for days." She said.
"Harry, it's over, Voldemort's dead." "And for awhile we thought you were never going to wake up." Hermoine said as tears of joy streamed down her face. She hugged him tightly.
"Where's Ron?" He asked.
No one answered. From the tears pouring from Mrs. Weasley he clearly knew his friend did not survive.
He stared in silence and ruffled his hair and noticed he was without his scar.
(I heard this rumor. It's a rumored ending. Similar to Air Angel. It's a little dark, and I may have gotten a little carried away... )
Harry dropped to his knees, wand clutched dearly in his hand. He had just killed the Dark Lord. Just taken a life. Just became a murderer.
He knew it had to be done, but now that he had accomplished it, he felt as though nothing were real. Voldemort was gone. He was dead.
Harry's mind was numb as he stared at the cold hard floor. Soon his body gave up against the strain to keep awake. The next moment Harry fell to the floor, unconscious.
The next morning, Harry awoke, but he did not open his eyes. The memories of the night before came flooding through his mind, tightening his stomach sickeningly. It would be a while before the relief came. The joy that the Dark Lord was gone forever.
No, that would take time.
Now he heard voices. Whispers, just barely able to make out.
"I think he's awake, Mum."
"Be quiet."
"But look, he's stirring."
At last Harry opened his eyes, which adjusted to the dim light of the now recognizable hospital wing.
"He's awake. Look, he's awake!" came an anxious whisper, somewhere to Harry's left.
"Shhhhh!!!" This time a scolding tone was used. "Don't talk to him. He'll need his sleep."
Harry tried to move his lips. Tried to say he was fine, but that would have been a lie. He wasn't fine. He had murdered somebody the night before.
Finally, with a huge struggle, Harry managed to mumble, "Wha... happen..."
"It's okay, Harry dear. Everything's fine," said a calm soothing voice.
Lie. That was a lie. Everything would not be okay.
"Harry, he's gone. Voldemort is dead," said another voice, which Harry recognized as Ron.
Voldemort. That hateful, dreadful name. Yet once again, the sickening sensation in Harry's stomach grew. At once, he leaned over the bed and vomited.
One more voice spoke to Harry calmly, although he could detect signs of recent sobbing in it. "Harry, it's all over. He's gone. It's all over." It was Hermione. She repeated the last sentence rather weakly.
Harry nodded solemnly, shutting his eyes once more. What he would not give to be somebody else. Somewhere else. Anything would have been better than his situation now.
"Wait, Harry. Where'd it go?" Ron burst out suddenly. His voice sounded rushed, almost urgent.
He then heard somebody gasp. What was wrong?
"Harry, wh--where's your scar?"