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The Master of Death (And The Power of Life)	By : Marvolo Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 7464 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Big chapter and the next one is even bigger....

And if the dam breaks open many years too soon

And if there is no room upon the hill

And if your head explodes with dark forebodings too

I'll see you on the dark side of the moon
Brain damge by Pink Floyd
Written by Roger waters

Harry helped Hermione off Buck Beak and sent the creature away leaving them in the mysterious village of Godric's Hollow . She saw that Harry was staring at the plaque in front of his first home. His eyes focused seriously as Hermione put a hand on his shoulder.
“Why did you bring me here Harry”. Hermione asked in a low whisper.
Harry continued to look at the memorandum to the deaths of James and Lilly Potter."It's ruined state as a monument to the Potters and as a reminder of the violence that tore apart their family."
“It's a reminder of violence ” Harry's whispered. “Its a reminder of death, It's a reminder of hate”.
“It's a reminder of their sacrifice”. Hermione insisted as Harry took her hand.
“I know Hermione but I don't want this to stand forever. A close friend once told me to always choose life over death. There is always something to live for”.
“You talking about Dumbledore?” Hermione asked. Harry shook his head looking off as his memory's consumed his thoughts. He shook his head and returned his gaze to the ruin.
“I'm going to rebuild my home. I want someone to have a family here the way I was meant to. I need to let go of the past. I need to let go of my Parents, Sirius, Dumbledore,....Her....I need to try” Harry closed his eyes as the past remained under his eyelids staring back at him.

“I want this to be the place where I start the next chapter of my life, and I want to spend it with the one person who I would truly die for”. Harry was looking Hermione intently in her eyes. She noticed his hands were fidgeting.
“I'm still trying to make seance of things Hermione. I'm still confused and uncertain about many things in my life. But I'm certain about one thing and that's you Hermione. Even though things seem dark right now I know we can get through this together. I know we haven't been a couple long but I've loved you since I first met you. I remember when you were petrified by the Basilisk and I wished with all my heart it was me instead. I never felt that way about anyone before that moment. I should have said something a long time ago but I didn't understand what I was feeling. Now that I do I'm not wasting any more of are time together”.
Hermione felt her mind go numb as Harry dropped down to one knee, when he took out a case she started to hyperventilate, and when he opened it she felt her heat stop beating. Harry's voice was hoarse with emotions.
“Hermione....I....I Never started living until I met you. These last few years without have been empty and cold. I have had a rough life but every time I look in your eyes.....I don't want to be alone anymore. I don't deserve you but I beg you..... Please Hermione Please Merry Me...I can't live another minute without you.”
Hermione didn't answer but instead dropped to her knees putting herself at Harry's eye level.
“I can't,” Hermione whispered breathlessly.“I can't...breath”.
Hermione found herself unable to speak he just looked him in the eyes and nodded. Tears began flowing out of the two young lovers as they kissed in the moonlight. In this one moment they where pure happiness nothing could ever get in the way of there happiness again.

“This structure was built by wizards who served and worshiped death. They would commit violent sacrifices upon these stones. Tonight you will join those great wizards dear brother but you will achieve what they could not.” Ginny spoke in a solemn cold voice as Ron conjured a ring of fire around the ruins she had led him to.
Ron held out the Stone of Resurrection and put it on the center stone only the owner of the Deathly Hallows could see. He looked at his sister with a dark determined look. “I'm ready Ginny”.
Ginny smiled almost gleefully. “Just remember what I told you. Nothing can stop us now but your failing at this moment. So don't you dare fail me.” Ginny voice cracked at the thought.
Ron nodded and tried to hide his fear as he spoke in his most commanding voice. “I...I summon from the stone, the 3 wizards who D...Death served:
Antioch Peverell - The Defiler
Cadmus Peverell - The Reviver
Ignotus Peverell – The Survivor
The 3 legendary wizard's spirit's rose from the stone. They faced Ron who again looked over to Ginny. She just nodded licking her cold lips. Ron put the cloak over the stone and raised the wand to it.
Ron spoke with newly found confidence. “I Summon The Master of Death from the Stone!”.
A Darkness fell over him that even the moon could not shine through. The wind began to howl and a black fog all but blinded him. The 3 spirits raised there wands to the sky causing a Lighting Bolt to strike the cloak burning it black.
The Cloak began to rise as if someone or something was underneath it. The Unholy Being seemed to raise an arm from under the cloak as it pointed at Ron. It spoke in a voice that could not be described in anyway, other then describing the horror of those who ever heard it.
You Whom Have Summoned Death. Do You Wish To Master The Powers Of Death
“Yes Lord” Ron said determined. Ginny looked at the Being in awe as Ron knelt before it.
Are You Willing To Pay The Ultimate Price
“Yes Lord” Ron repeated he knew there was no going back now.
Then Your First Payment Will Be In Flesh And Blood
Ron dragged a bundle to the Being. He opened it and out fell the body of the child he killed in the Shrieking Shack.
“I offer the Flesh and Blood of Innocence” Ron spoke in a voice that sounded unlike his own. He used the elder wand to slice the dead child's throat and placed him before the cloaked being. The blood began to run as if possessed from the boys throat until it reached the circle of flame surrounding the rituals. Fire followed the trail of blood consuming the boy and the Clocked Being in flames.
Your Second Payment Will Be A Peace Of Your Soul
Ron gulped as he walked towards the burning Being and raised the elder wand to it. He felt the wand leave his hand.
“I offer the Damaged Soul of Guilt” Ron spoke as the being put the wand to Ron's temple and pulled out a shredded peace of light. Ron watched as the light turned black and was returned to his head.
Now For Your Final Payment
Ron looked at Ginny one last time as the Burning Cloak began to rise over him. This was it nothing could stop him now.
In Order For You To Master Death
You Must Understand It.
You Must Experience It.
You Must Suffer It
You Must DIE
“I OFFER THE WORTHLESS LIFE THAT IS NOT WORTH LIVING!!!” Ron cried as the Burning Cloak fell over him. The Screams he unleashed where inhuman has he felt himself self burning alive, turning into ashes. In this one moment he felt true suffering.
Now You Shall Know True Power
With a crack the cloak dropped to the ground as if nothing happened.
No Ron
No Ginny
No Wand
No Stone

Just the cloak and a child's burnt body......

.....and the screams when he was found.
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