Hermione turned around. Harry...was not there. "Wasn't he here a minute ago? This is bad. The Circle of Tristar can last for only three days. I don't know what else the pearl could do." Hermione cast a preservation and concealment combination charm. "That should last until I lift the charm and no one would see this. The concealment charm works like a Fidelius Charm, with only one strength: it does not use as much magic, or concentration, and can only last for up to a month, unlike the Fidelius, which can last forever until lifted." Hermione didn't not say what's its weakness is: the searcher of the item, place, would have 10% finding it, 45% going insane, & 45% of death.

"Uh huh.... Laemen's terms please." Jackie said before finding the note Harry left behind. "Uh oh. This isn't good."

"whose that from?" tom asked jackie

"Harry. He said he left for unfinished business," Jackie said. "So, here's our plan, We've got to protect Snape. I'll explain later, but Harry's after him"

"Come on," Jackie said, motioning them to follow. She ran up to the potions room, opening the door to see disaster.

ooc:Will post more later. my friends over. lol

She saw Harry lying on the ground, peaceful and silent, with a letter placed on top of his chest. She picked up the letter, hands shaking horribly and face white. Jackie read it quickly and then read it again. Then she folded it back up with all grace to put it back in its original folds and placed it in her pocket. She picked Harry up and carried him gently, as if he was to wake again. She did not cry, as she was instructed not to do so. Face mortifyingly pale and white with no expression upon it, Jackie carried the last person she had really and trully carried about, back to Hermione, Della, and Tom.

OOC: Once Harry is burried, and the funeral happens and all that, I'm going to put this rp in the finished rp's section. Then I'll start a "The Pearl 2". If anyone of you want to play your same character in the second one, please post or PM me saying you do. And Nat, it would be highly appreciated if you would play Jackie in the second one, as she will hopefully have a big part.

ooc: Will do.

OOC: Yay! Now she will definately have a big part!

ooc:YIPPEEDOODLES!!

OoC: Okay then..... *shields her face from Nat* I'll be playing Dumbledore from this point on. I'll also be playing Ron. I'm going to try to make this rp (and the second one) into a fanfic. Is this okay with everyone?

Dumbledore sighed as he watched Jackie carry Harry's corpse to Hermione, Tom, and Della.

Ron saw Jackie carrying something that looked like a body in her hands. So he ran up to her. He screamed in shock as he saw Harry's dead corpse in her hands. "Wha- Wha- What happened?!" Ron choked out.

Aww. Ah well. I'll take part. I'll still be playing Hermione, since I'm the one whole thought up of this TriStar Circle thingy, and I still have a bit of unfinished business to have her do, most especially re-revealing the Circle. Also, I'm planning to create another character to accompany Hermione, if you don't mind Felicia.

OoC: Nope, I don't care! I have an idea up my sleeve about the second one! Oh, and Ron just got promoted to Harry's year! Yay! I'm going to start planning the plot for the second one right now! *grabs a pencil, some paper, and her computer and starts planning* lol!

Hermione gulped. Her arms, hands, and even her body were shaking very badly that she could not control herself, and it is visible to everyone that looked, or even just glanced at her. She hesitated to take Harry's body, but she cannot bring herself to do it and looked away. Instead, she just flung herself onto Ron and sobbed onto his sholder.

"H-Harry's s-s....sac-sacrificed himself. Per...Perhaps to stop the effects of the Pearl he found."

Jackie couldn't speak, rather, she wouldn't. Her eyes stayed glazed and no longer shining like they did when Harry was there. Her face stayed white as it could be, mouth pursed, and body rigid. She continued to stare away from everyone, as if the wall had something to tell to her and only her. It was true, what her aunt had said to her many years ago, there really is such a disease as being heart-broken.

ooc: Ooh poo, i forgot. God curse my stupid forgetful brain.


Draco walked slowly to Harry's funeral, unfortunately. The dingbat headmaster made everyone go because he was supposedly 'a great leader'. He chose a back section by a tree, to not have to see the filthy Potthead.

Jackie arrived at the funeral, her current state had not changed. She had eaten little and slept nearly none. Her tanned skin was not visible anymore, for now it was white as a sheet. She walked down to be next to the casket, every eyeball there placed upon her.

"Here's a tip,Usually people cry at funerals, Tracey" Draco smirked, soon later laughter exploding from his mouth.

With no expression placed upon her face, Jackie walked back over to Malfoy, punched him in the nose, and walked back to the casket. Even though her Malfoy- torturing was usually enjoyable, not even a small smile crept upon her face.

ooc:fel, please post in DELG.

OOC: Sorry, I took a walk then a shower.

Ron heard a punchingc sound after he heard Malfoy laugh. He got up and spun around. He strolled angrily toward Malfoy, hands balled into fists. He grabbed him by the shirt collar and snarled, "If you don't care that the only person better than you is dead, then you should probably leave!" Then he punched him in his nose. He spun back around and strolled to his seat and sat down.

Jackie stood near the casket, but dared not to look at it. After hearing what Ron had said, she thought 'Only himself'. Jackie had spent so much time with Harry and his friends, they could almost always finish each other's sentences. But not even Ron's comment could get a peep out of Jackie's mouth or even a small smirk.