If only my posts were this long, then y'all would have something to read.
 

*begins to tie shoe-laces. * I wouldn't do anything like that. *hands you a tissue*
How can it not be sad, he was an driller. Then he got picked. Or am I missing something? It's sorta like what happens in season two with Jack when he phones Kim from the plane. But it doesn't end that way.
I have a tendecy to do that. I killed Ottery, now you. I really need to fix that. *CPR*
Do you know what. I think you're right...Handed. :P Kicking Voldy is mean, *goes to comfort him*
Are you sure. *stretches and gets ready to run*
I really need to stop killing you,
He's super, let's hope he lives. *nervous laugh*
You really think I'd be able to kill Ron. I'd have a mob after me. Dementors, that could be right. Or maybe left, coz lefty's rule!

Aww, never mind Ottery. *Kicks Teddy*
Good luck in your homework, I know what you mean. I have some coursework to "look through" *cough finish cough* and it doesn't feel right doing it. Have fun in volley ball, last time I played that I nearly broke my hand.

Okay, so this is what's happening. In the next post, I think something is going to happen which will make me a dead man. So, I hopefully, you will be nice...

Okay, I'll say this again. Be nice. :)

The door blasted open and four dementors glided into the room. They flew to the area where Voldemort was, and then dashed at Harry and Ron.

“Expecto Patronum!” Both Harry and Ron shouted in unison. Thinking of when he first learned that he was a wizard, a stag leapt from his wand. A tiny Jack Russell terrier ran behind it, getting anything which the stag missed.

The force of the dementors was unbearable, but Harry and Ron knew that they had to keep themselves alive to defeat Voldemort. With this in their mind, they put all their effort into the patronus charm and watched three dementors glide out of the door. As soon as the charm was lifted, Ron fell to the floor, tired and cold.

“C’mon Ron,” Harry said running over to him and tapping his cheek. “You can do this, I can’t do it without you.” Harry looked into Ron’s eyes and saw them roll over.

:worried: :run:

“Noo,” Harry cried, believing Ron was dead. This time, Harry rose with anger, wand clenched in his hand so hard that his fingers were digging into his palm.
“You killed him, you evil. You killed him!” Harry said, raising his wand.
“Crucio!” Harry shouted, launching a torture curse at Voldemort. This did hit.

Voldemort screamed in pain, feeling what he had done to those before. Harry released the spell after a few seconds because he had no energy left.

“Imperio!” Voldemort said, making Harry his rag doll.
Dance around, little brat. Show me your last dance.

No, I will not. The pressure on Harry was too much. If he would dance, then all the pain would go away. It didn’t sound like a bad idea, but a little voice inside his head was telling him something.
Always trust your instinct, Harry.

Come on, you small child. Dance and all this pain will stop. You will be able to see your filthy family again. All you need to do is dance.

No, I will not. No I Will Not," NO, I WILL NOT!” This time, Harry did not just say this in his head. His whole voice roared as his echo bounced off the walls of the amphitheatre. He had defeated the Imperious curse, and was still sane.

Lord Voldemort had had his energy drained from casting that spell, and stood up, in front of the veil and raised his hand.

Managing to stand up, Harry shouted, “Avada Kedavra,” successfully managing to launch the killing curse at the now standing Voldemort.

As his laughter went silent, Voldemort sensed that his end was near. “Avada Kedavra!” He said, blasting the spell at Harry.

The two beams of green light met in the middle, just in front of where Voldemort was standing. He saw that he was an inch away from death when something marvellous happened.

Both spells met in mid-air and joined, creating a dark emerald orb. The same colour as Harry’s eyes.

A thousand miles away, a small man sat by a hut stood up. He walked towards a telephone and dialled a number. The man had a beard and bright emerald green eyes. The dial tone lasted only a second, when a second man’s voice was heard in the speaker.
“Yes?”
“My descendant, he is needing help. Send the bird, it will find its way.”
“Yes, Godric. The bird will take flight in a moment.”
“Thank you, Palmer, you have done well.”
One of the men hung up, and as that happened a boy was clinging on to his vibrating wand for dear life.


Nothing is quite how it seems.

*flees*

*sniff* You just watch yourself...;)

OMG, I KNOW! I sobbed when he was saying goodbye to her and then when she was looking at the explosion..even when you knew he wasn't going to die...*cries for George*

:rotfl: I'd rather you kill me than Ron! :glomp: *holds onto Ron for dear life while Ali does CPR!* :lol:

:rotfl: I think that is my new favorite quote!

I knew it! ... Oh, right...:eek:

*tear* Ron...dog...loyalty...so fitting, Ali!

:blink: :no: :gasp: :( :eek::cry: :bye: :violin: :whip: :faint: :rip: RON!!! ...wait, it says that Harry believed he was dead! Does that mean there's hope? :cry:

:glomp: Harry! I love him. But not as much as...RON! *wails*

A different version of Priori Incantatem?

:eek: Oh...my...gosh. Ali...I...you...uh...:bow: WOW!

Excuse me while I go mourn the loss of Ronald Bilias Weasley who was good and kind and wonderful and brave and loyal, and never did anything to anyone, particularly to Ali, to deserve a death...*sobs*

:glomp: Amazing post, Ali! But, I'm afraid I'm going to have to hunt you down. PAMS so you can bring Ron back to life! ;)

Shannon :hello:

I don't think Ronnikins is dead...he just passed out from the fight with the dementors.

Runs in to reply...

Did you say that you have the Dvd of series two? Because there is a behind the scenes on filming the last day, where they say something funny about having a clip after Palmer falls where you see George parachuting out of the desert with the radiation and stuff, gone.

It does, but what is hope? When one cannot defeat the dark lord? ;)
Something like that. I wasn't too sure about introducing something new, so I dunno how you guys [and gals] will like it. All I can tell you about it is one may take what they give.
To tell the truth, all that wasn't planned. It sort of wrote itself, and wouldn't delete.
Okay, feel free. If you see Fred say hi! And who said Ron died? *reads post* I think I'll be quiet, before I get a close up of the pitchfork that you're hiding.

I see that Mrs.Lupin is clever, but how clever? He may have just passed out, or he may have died. Who knows, only you decide?. :P

*Flees before everyone teams up and kills me*

omg!!! this was so amazing Ali.
he's not dead. i won't believe it. he's just passed out from being tired. once harry kills voldy, i am sure he will be okay.
PAMS

Roshni

Oh, great drama! :D Ron can't be dead!! :cry: It just looks like he is...post more soon!

Thanks Roshni! I see that you're a Ron fan too. Yeah, it was guessed, and yurp, you're right. Just don't tell anyone :P
And you're suggesting that Harry will beat Voldemort. Haven't I said that I like Voldy more than Harry. If people want canon stories, they should shoot Harry with one. *realises what he has just said.* But Voldie isn't going to do that...Honest.
Dead? Well, yeah. Maybe. Do ya remember the Dragons which I introduced in the middle of the book, they'll be making an appearance and kill harry.

I should be posting now, shouldn't I? Well its funny, school hasn't started and I'm already tied up with coursework. I won't keep you guys waiting, I'll have a post sometime.

Aw, Otts. I'm sowwy for tricking you :evil: *watches you die again* I really need to keep a record of how many times I kill you, you're like a cat with nine lives.
I thought Ron was dead? :P

Okay, something took up my time yesterday. So I have this to post now...


The vibrations were electrifying, a constant rumble igniting what was happening in the middle of the spells. The green light had gone and now there was a fine gold beam. Finer than any thread, this began to rise, taking the two wands with it. Harry looked across at Voldemort and saw him holding on to his vibrating wand.
They both rose, until they were at the height of the third row of benches, where a single note lay on one of the seats.

Suddenly a phoenix flew into the theatre, and hovered above the beam. An orb began to appear, and this, was scarlet. These two colours combined made the colour of a house which Harry belonged to. The phoenix seemed familiar and had a gleam in its eye. It lowered itself down to the scarlet orb, and didn’t stop until it was a part of it.

It then rose again, and flew towards Voldemort’s wand. You could see in his eyes that he was scared, not knowing what this bird would do. The bird did not attack him, or even touch him. It lowered itself and appeared to sit on Voldemort’s wand. After a few seconds it rose, with something underneath it.

It was the size of a quill, but was rather bendy. It seemed to be on fire, just like a phoenix. As it rose from Voldemort’s wand, the vibrations stopped, but the gold and scarlet orbs were still remaining, floating in the middle of the room as a force field. Harry tried to move his wand, but it was stuck in the air.

Harry saw Fawkes fly over to the body of Ron, and it began to cry. Harry suddenly had a plan. He slowly let go of his wand, making sure that it would not drop and put his hand in his sock. He fiddled around and pulled something out, something wooden.

Raising this wand in the air, he looked at Voldemort, and then at the now wet body of Ron, back to Voldemort and took a deep breath. “Stupefy!” Harry said, sending a red beam of light towards Voldemort. It flew underneath the scarlet orb and over the gold orb, not stopping. As it hit Voldemort, his eyes widened and he knew this was over. He flew backwards, into the veil and didn’t come out of the other end.

However, things weren’t over yet. The veil began to glow red, and the room started shaking. Everything was moving, almost like an earthquake. The only thing that seemed unaffected by this was the veil, which was fluttering in its red glow. Harry tried to stay stood up, but his knees gave up and he fell to the ground. As he looked up he saw a crack in the ceiling. Raising his hands above his head, he hoped that the roof would not collapse on him.

But when Harry was around, things never went according to plan.

With the ground shaking, things were falling from the upper level of the room. Benches landed next to Harry’s head. As one fell, a small note floated, until it touched down on Harry’s arm. Harry pushed his left arm over his right and picked up note. He finally understood what he had done, he had defeated Voldemort.

All the shaking stopped, and sheer coldness began. Remembering that four dementors entered, and only three escaped, his eyes widened. Right hand still on his wand, he pushed it up and shouted, “Expecto Patronum.” But nothing happened. He tried again, but he failed to produce a patronus. He was too weak, too tired. Believing that he was going to die, he dropped his wand and thought of Sirius. How he had first appeared as a dog, 4 years ago. Harry was almost about to start crying and he saw something. A tiny dog glided past Harry, pushing the dementors away. Was Harry seeing things or was this real?

He tried to lift his head, to see what was happening. As soon as he lifted his head, he felt something hit his head. Knocked out before and on the ground.

The boy who lived had saved the wizarding world.


It ain't the end yet, though.

oooo...awesome post!!!

*cheers* Yay! I knew he would do it! :D Post more soon...

Your story pwns Ali, *sniffles* I'll miss it.
 

*is eviler* Don't worry Ali :evil: I don't mind dying ... *has loads of horcruxes* You only know about my shorts ... but I have sock horcruxes too :mwaha:

Ain't it the truth brother ... :whistle: Poor Harry my life's the same way.


I don't know which is sadder, the memory of Sirius or *sniffles* or that Harry's out of the game *crying* He better live Ali, don't make me cry that's almost worst than dying. I love how it's :ron: Ron who saves Harry ... that's what best mates are for.

Better not be, I need resolution. LOL Your story r0x0rs Ali. Keep it up.

:woot:
i knew he would defeat voldemort
and ron is not dead :D
great post
PAMS

Roshni

I'm not going to try any stupid excuses, a post will arrive shortly...
 

Thanks. Thats probably the last, now. Or maybe it ain't. :shifty:
*mumbles something about Harry* Yeah, although I want Voldy to win. :evil:
Weren't the socks in the chamber of secrets? I thought Horcruxes were evil. *eyes you* You're not evil...are you? :O


Aww, well. At least Ron's alive, better than 'em both being dead. :rip: :harry3:
Yay, Harry's been defeated. I forgot to mention, Voldie and Harry switched bodies so now Voldie will be undercover with the DA and The Order. Harry died, but let's celebrate!


*Sniggers at the idea of not finishing this*

Anyone watched Cellular or The Pacifier?
 

:P

It felt like ages since he had been standing. Everything was dark, surely someone realised what had happened. Someone working in the ministry should have noticed that the ceiling of one of the highest security rooms had collapsed. But nothing. Was it night time, or was the rubble blocking Ron’s eyes. All he could think of was sending the patronus. But even that failed and the dementor had kissed Harry. Ron had heard Harry make a choking noise, and then he shut up. He understood what had happened as the tears began rolling down his pale face.

Just before he stood up, he heard a faint voice in the distance. A deep voice, a familiar voice.

“I think I see Ron,” A hoarse voice said. “Yeah, that’s him unless there was a red-headed death…” He stopped talking for a moment and looked at the body on the floor. Laid in front of him, a child hood friend was dead. He was not a friend anymore though, ever since he had betrayed his friends and killed one of them.

Remus kept walking, wand in the air illuminating the path in front of him. He thought that he had spotted Ron and rushed over to him when another four people walked into the chamber.

One was a woman with short dark green hair. She was accompanied by 2 Agents of the Order and Sirius Black. As he came in, he froze for a second, looking at the thing which had almost killed him. He then looked around, expecting to see Harry standing up, maybe even joking around with Remus. Instead of this however, all he could see was a pile of debris. He looked everywhere, and just saw piles of ceiling on the floor. He pulled his wand out even quicker and lit it. He waved it around, hoping to see Harry sat on the floor. Maybe Harry was hiding; maybe he took after James and was waiting for the right moment to jump out.

“Harry, I saw you.” He lied. “The game is up, come on out, maybe next time you could have a better hiding place.” He looked around; hoping he would see his godson stand up, grin on his face. Nothing.

“Padfoot, come here. Help me pull Ron out!” Lupin shouted from the side. Sirius ran towards him, and noticed that Ron’s leg was stuck underneath a large piece of cement which was one of the main foundations of the theatre. Sirius tried to pick it up, but couldn’t hold it. He finally went towards Remus and listened to the instructions.

“Look, we need to get his foot out before it gets suffocated or crushed. I’m going to pull his leg to the left and I need you to go to the other side and rub his skin which is underneath the pillar.” Remus paused, taking a bottle out of his pocket. “Take this, it should help you.”

Sirius ran over to the right hand side of Ron, and poured the liquid over his trapped leg. He then began to move the skin left and right, just so that he could move. He did this for a few seconds and then felt Remus’ tug on Ron’s body. The liquid had worked and Ron was slowly sliding through the wood.
Sirius then jumped over to where Lupin was and helped him pull, helping Ron escape quicker. A small smile broke out on Sirius’ face as Ron slid out fully and was free. The small vanished as he looked for Harry. Thinking that Harry would be nearby, he began to pick up loose bits of rubble and threw it to the side where the path was clear.

He couldn’t find anything, and then his eyes fell left. He could see something, but wasn’t sure what it was. It was reflecting the sunlight which was entering the room. The sun had just rose and the room had was glowing in the red rising sunlight so all four turned out the light from their wands.

Sirius moved closer to this piece of reflective material, wondering what it was.

When he made contact with it, his finger began stinging. He looked at it and noticed he had been cut by the glass. This glass was out of its frame, and a bit more to the left was some more glass. Next to these was a body. There was a strange look on the boy’s face, like he had seen a horrifying image and a beautiful image at the same time. His face was pale and he was cold. He had a faint blood red scar on his forehead which was glowing crazily. It appeared and disappeared, within a few seconds.

Sirius fell to his knees, tears falling down his face. He couldn’t look at the body, not even check for a pulse. He had broken his promise to James. He said that he would protect Harry, but in the end Harry ended up dying.

NO! Not Harry!!!

I can't believe it's almost over ...
 

Sorry, no Ali. Don't like but drama ... not so much action flicks ...

I read the post Ali, and it's really sad. I hope ... I mean ... I'm glad Ron didn't buy it but ... you can't expect me to jump for joy Harry's gone, now can you? But I think you wrote it really sadly and very well. *sniffles* My allergies I'm sure ... *hides*

I notice it doesn't say, The End, so I expect more ... :yes: brilliant story Ali, I'm liking it loads, it's just the endings ... a bit sad. Maybe? :cry:

Back when I can, keep up the brilliant story. *runs out crying*

Yes, I've seen the Pacifier...can't really remember it, though.

Oh my gosh...Harry...O_O :cry:

noooooooooooooooo :cry:
Harry can't die :cry:
how could u do that ali? or are you just messin with us?
PAMS

Roshni

If I don't make sense it's because I'm asleep. Zzz...
 

Before you read these, I'll just let you know that the stuff I say will be contradicted... A few times.

Neither can live whilst the other survives, but neither can live if the other one dies?

Thank you Ottery, but do ya know what?...What. *sniggers* Erm, yeah, Ron shouldn't die, but Harry? *Gives you an allergy tablet*

Quote:

Originally Posted by OtterySt.Catchpole I notice it doesn't say, The End, so I expect more ... :yes: brilliant story Ali, I'm liking it loads, it's just the endings ... a bit sad. Maybe? :cry:

Just a teeny bit more, plus more. I don't want to drag it on for ages, but I keep thinking of new things to put in. *stores the ideas for the next fic* Sad endings, well it'll be the end so. Hmmm...
:P Aww, you think he died? :erm:
Lol, how could I do that? Is it that I'm evil, or am I just messing with y'all? [Even though that would be more evil.] You could be right, y'ell never know.

Weeell, ye seem to upset by what has happened. A sentence will change your emotions, if only you find it. It won't point out the truth, but. I'll leave ye to find it.
*[Hint, it starts with a word.]*

Gimme more story ... more, more, more ...
 

What's the allergy tablet for? *Teddy smacks Ottery* Oh yeah, cuz I wasn't crying yeah *sniffles* :cry: Harry ... Noooooooooooooooooooooooooo :cry:

I love ♥ dragging things on forever ... LOL like running gags LOL but :cry: all endings are sad. So yeah, I wanna read your next fic when you start, 'kay? *sniffles*

<_< You're evil you know that? LOL *claps Ali on the back* LOL we should have been in Slytherin with Teddy LOL

All are sad, but sorta good at the same time. HBP was sad, :cry: I dunno about a next fic now, I'm writing a mini book called Conspiracy [or something along those lines] and that'll probably last me till the end of my exams. Then I'll be free, for a while.

:evil: Why Thank You, :P We should have, is Teddy around 100 aswell?

Okay, so here's the deal. I have a tad bit to post, and I wasn't sure about posting it now but I decided that I will. It's a new chapter [the last one :cry:] and I might be able to add on some more tommorow. No promises though.


Chapter Seventeen - The End of the Shadows. “Remus,” he said holding back the tears. “I’ve found Harry, but he’s…he’s de…” His voice cut off, he couldn’t say the words.

Lupins eyes widened, he didn’t need Sirius to finish the sentence. He understood what he meant but couldn’t believe it. “No,” he mumbled. “He can’t be.”

Sirius shook his head, keeping his eyes closed. He could feel the tears building up behind his eye lids, but didn’t want to release them. He hadn’t even checked for a pulse, for all he knew Harry could be just knocked out. That was the first thing he did as he opened his eyes. He felt his face moisten as the tears spread around his skin.

He placed his two fingers on Harry’s neck and tried getting a pulse. Nothing.
He moved his fingers around the neck, trying to find a better place. He could feel something, but wasn’t sure if it was from his own finger. It was a slow beat, slow but steady. A smile broke out on Sirius’ face as he had found a pulse.

“He’s not… He’s, alive!” He shouted with joy. He tried to pick Harry up in his arms. He pushed a few bricks out of the way and picked Harry up fully. This was quite hard for him as Harry had become a grown man. Lifted in the air, Harry was carried onto the side. He was out cold, but alive.

:P I was this close to leaving Harry dead, but good always defeats bad.