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Category: Post-OotP Characters:All Genres: Angst, Fluff, Drama, General Warnings: None Story is Complete Rating: G Reviews: 147 Summary: Harry's life is in turmoil since the death of his godfather, but realising he is in love doesn't make it any easier. This story tracks his sixth and seventh years at Hogwarts and all the problems he faces. Hitcount: Story Total: 69892; Chapter Total: 4067 |
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Friends and More Disclaimer: see profile Epilogue Albus Dumbledore felt very, very tired. This might have been because he had just climbed the North Tower after a very long, hard day. During the battle he and some of the other teachers had held off a second front of Death Eaters who had attacked from the greenhouses. He had tried his hardest to get to the main battle, but by the time he had, it had been all over. He couldn’t have been prouder of Harry or Ginny. They had done it. They had defeated Tom Riddle with the power they shared because of their love. Suddenly, as though his task was over, he felt as though he no longer had much of a reason to stay. Still, he had this duty to perform. Professor Trelawney, the hermit that she was, still had not heard the news about the battle, and he felt that he had to inform her. He poked his head through the trapdoor and pulled himself into the room, his aged joints complaining at the mistreatment. He looked around. Sybil was sitting in a high backed chair facing away from him, so he could only see a small amount of her profile. He walked around her and stopped, staring at her absolutely rigid face. When she spoke, her voice was harsh and loud, quite unlike her own, and he had only heard it like that first hand once before. “The dark lord falls, but another foe approaches… shadows in the forms of those who live not, yet feed… the four shall rise, one for each element… the one who achieved the grail, returned… the one who was unfaithful, redeemed… the one who deceived, forgiven… the one who served, rewarded… the four rise, their shapes animals… the four great creatures are called… the four come to face the shadows… She trailed off and sat, unconscious. Dumbledore was silent. Then he spoke. His voice sounded exasperated, but there was a familiar twinkle in his blue eyes. “Oh dear, not another one…” To be continued in ‘Harry Potter and the Blade’s Edge’. (AN: *chuckles* Oh come on, what did you expect? You know how much I love torturing you... Anyway, thanks as always go to my wonderful betas, Serpentspawn and Lourdes. Thanks, guys, I'm glad you agreed to keep working with me. And also thanks to people who reviewed: XiaoXiao, Destin4fl, loads of others, and lastly thanks to everyone who reads. It really means a lot to me to know that people read this insanity and actually seem to enjoy it, See you... and sooner than you might think! Tom) |
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