|Sitting around the Burrow’s living room, Harry tried to explain what he felt when he was in control of the three Deathly Hallows.|
“Once my parents and all disappeared, I was left holding the Stone in my hand. But I still felt something inside me. Like I should be noticing something but I didn’t know what. Later when I started seeing other people, especially the Death Eaters, I think I figured it out. I could almost see their good or bad aura. Voldemort was mostly black. But the Death Eaters were different shades of gray. Dark shades of gray. Once I was brought out to the castle and saw the rest of you, you all have very light shades of gray. Ginny,” he looked into her eyes, “yours is the lightest, almost white. I think it’s the purity of your feelings or intentions. Or maybe what you have done in the past. Just about everybody fighting for the side of Light were lighter shades of gray vice the Dark side.” Harry looked around at the others to see if they looked like they understood what he was trying to explain.
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