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The　awfulness　of　that　possibility　smothered　him　for　a　moment；　made　it　impossible　to　keep　talking。　But　he　pulled　himself　together　again：　This　was　crucial；　he　must　be　like　Dumbledore；　keep　a　cool　head；　make　sure　there　were　backups；　others　to　carry　on。　Dumbledore　had　died　knowing　that　three　people　still　knew　about　the　Horcruxes；　now　Neville　would　take　Harry's　place：　There　would　still　be　three　in　the　secret。
〃Just　in　case　they're　a150a150　busy　a150a150　and　you　get　the　chance　a150a150〃
〃Kill　the　snake？〃
〃Kill　the　snake；〃　Harry　repeated。
〃All　right；　Harry。　You're　okay；　are　you？〃
〃I'm　fine。　Thanks；　Neville。〃
But　Neville　seized　his　wrist　as　Harry　made　to　move　on。
〃We're　all　going　to　keep　fighting；　Harry。　You　know　that？〃
〃Yeah；　I　a150a150〃
The　suffocating　feeling　extinguished　the　end　of　the　sentence；　he　could　not　go　on。　Neville　did　not　seem　to　find　it　strange。　He　patted　Harry　on　the　shoulder；　released　him；　and　walked　away　to　look　for　more　bodies。
Harry　swung　the　Cloak　back　over　himself　and　walked　on。　Someone　else　was　moving　not　far　away；　stooping　over　another　prone　figure　on　the　ground。　He　was　feet　away　from　her　when　he　realized　it　was　Ginny。
He　stopped　in　his　tracks。　She　was　crouching　over　a　girl　who　was　whispering　for　her　mother。
〃It's　all　right；〃　Ginny　was　saying。　〃It's　ok。　We're　going　to　get　you　inside。〃
〃But　I　want　to　go　ihomei；〃　whispered　the　girl。　〃I　don't　want　to　fight　anymore！〃
〃I　know；〃　said　Ginny；　and　her　voice　broke。　〃It's　going　to　be　all　right。〃
Ripples　of　cold　undulated　over　Harry's　skin。　He　wanted　to　shout　out　to　the　night；　he　wanted　Ginny　to　know　that　he　was　there；　he　wanted　her　to　know　where　he　was　going。　He　wanted　to　be　stopped；　to　be　dragged　back；　to　be　sent　back　home。　。　。　。
But　he　iwasi　home。　Hogwards　was　the　first　and　best　home　he　had　known。　He　and　Voldemort　and　Snape；　the　abandoned　boys；　had　all　found　home　here。　。　。　。
Ginny　was　kneeling　beside　the　injured　girl　now；　holding　her　hand。　With　a　huge　effort　Harry　forced　himself　on。　He　thought　he　saw　Ginny　look　around　as　he　passed；　and　wondered　whether　she　had　sensed　someone　walking　nearby；　but　he　did　not　speak；　and　he　did　not　look　back。
Hagrid's　hut　loomed　out　of　the　darkness。　There　were　no　lights；　no　sound　of　Fang　scrabbling　at　the　door；　his　bark　booming　in　welcome。　All　those　visits　to　Hagrid；　and　the　gleam　of　the　copper　kettle　on　the　fire；　and　rock　cakes　and　giant　grubs；　and　his　great　bearded　face；　and　Ron　vomiting　slugs；　and　Hermione　helping　him　save　Norbert　。　。　。
He　moved　on；　and　now　he　reached　the　edge　of　the　forest；　and　he　stopped。
A　swarm　of　dementors　was　gliding　amongst　the　trees；　he　could　feel　their　chill；　and　he　was　not　sure　he　would　be　able　to　pass　safely　through　it。　He　had　not　strength　left　for　a　Patronus。　He　could　no　longer　control　his　own　trembling。　It　was　not；　after　all；　so　easy　to　die。　Every　second　he　breathed；　the　smell　of　the　grass；　the　cool　air　on　his　face；　was　so　precious：　To　think　that　people　had　years　and　years；　time　to　waste；　so　much　time　it　dragged；　and　he　was　clinging　to　each　second。　At　the　same　time　he　thought　that　he　would　not　be　able　to　go　on；　and　knew　that　he　must。　The　long　game　was　ended；　the　Snitch　had　been　caught；　it　was　time　to　leave　the　air。　。　。　。
The　Snitch。　His　nerveless　fingers　fumbled　for　a　moment　with　the　pouch　at　his　neck　and　he　pulled　it　out。
iI　open　at　the　close。i
Breathing　fast　and　hard；　he　stared　down　at　it。　Now　that　he　wanted　time　to　move　as　slowly　as　possible；　he　seemed　to　have　sped　up；　and　understanding　was　coming　so　fast　it　seemed　to　have　bypassed　though。　This　was　the　close。　This　was　the　moment。
He　pressed　the　golden　metal　to　his　lips　and　whispered；　〃I　am　about　to　die。〃
The　metal　shell　broke　open。　He　lowered　his　shaking　hand；　raised　Draco's　wand　beneath　the　Cloak；　and　murmured；　〃iLumosi。〃
The　black　stone　with　is　jagged　crack　running　down　the　center　sat　in　the　two　halves　of　the　Snitch。　The　Resurrection　Stone　had　cracked　down　the　vertical　line
representing　the　Elder　Wand。　The　triangle　and　circle　representing　the　Cloak　and　the　stone　were　still　discernible。
And　again　Harry　understood　without　having　to　think。　It　did　not　matter　about　bringing　them　back；　for　he　was　about　to　join　them。　He　was　not　really　fetching　them：　They　were　fetching　him。
He　closed　his　eyes　and　turned　the　stone　over　in　his　hand　three　times。
He　knew　it　had　happened；　because　he　heard　slight　movements　around　him　that　suggested　frail　bodies　shifting　their　footing　on　the　earthy；　twig…strewn　ground　that　marked　the　outer　edge　of　the　forest。　He　opened　his　eyes　and　looked　around。
They　were　neither　ghost　nor　truly　flesh；　he　could　see　that。　They　resembled　most　closely　the　Riddle　that　had　escaped　from　the　diary　so　long　ago；　and　he　had　been　memory　made　nearly　solid。　Less　substantial　than　living　bodies；　but　much　more　than　ghosts；　they　moved　toward　him。　And　on　each　face；　there　was　the　same　loving　smile。
James　was　exactly　the　same　height　as　Harry。　He　was　wearing　the　clothes　in　which　he　had　died；　and　his　hair　was　untidy　and　ruffled；　and　his　glasses　were　a　little　lopsided；　like　Mr。　Weasley's。
Sirius　was　tall　and　handsome；　and　younger　by　far　than　Harry　had　seen　him　in　life。　He　loped　with　an　easy　grace；　his　hands　in　his　pockets　and　a　grin　on　his　face。
Lupin　was　younger　too；　and　much　less　shabby；　and　his　hair　was　thicker　and　darker。　He　looked　happy　to　be　back　in　this　familiar　place；　scene　of　so　many　adolescent　wanderings。
Lily's　smile　was　widest　of　all。　She　pushed　her　long　hair　back　as　she　drew　closer　to　him；　and　her　green　eyes；　so　like　his；　searched　his　face　hungrily；　as　though　she　would　never　be　able　to　look　at　him　enough。
〃You've　been　so　brave。〃
He　could　not　speak。　His　eyes　feasted　on　her；　and　he　thought　that　he　would　like　to　stand　and　look　at　her　forever；　and　that　would　be　enough。
〃You　are　nearly　there；〃　said　James。　〃Very　close。　We　are　。　。　。　so　proud　of　you。〃
〃Does　it　hurt？〃
The　childish　question　had　fallen　from　Harry's　lips　before　he　could　stop　it。
〃Dying？　Not　at　all；〃　said　Sirius。　〃Quicker　and　easier　than　falling　asleep。〃
〃And　he　will　want　it　to　be　quick。　He　wants　it　over；〃　said　Lupin。
〃I　didn't　want　you　to　die；〃　Harry　said。　These　words　came　without　his　volition。　〃Any　of　you。　I'm　sorry　a150a150〃
He　addressed　Lupin　more　than　any　of　them；　beseeching　him。
〃a150a150　right　after　you'd　had　your　son　。　。　。　Remus；　I'm　sorry　a150a150〃
〃I　am　sorry　too；〃　said　Lupin。　〃Sorry　I　will　never　know　him　。　。　。　but　he　will　know　why　I　died　and　I　hope　he　will　understand。　I　was　trying　to　make　a　world　in　which　he　could　live　a　happier　life。〃
A　chilly　breeze　that　seemed　to　emanate　from　the　heart　of　the　forest　lifted　the　hair　at　Harry's　brow。　He　knew　that　they　would　not　tell　him　to　go；　that　it　would　have　to　be　his　decision。
〃You'll　stay　with　me？〃
〃Until　the　very　end；〃　said　James。
〃They　won't　be　able　to　see　you？〃　asked　Harry。
〃We　are　part　of　you；〃　said　Sirius。　〃Invisible　to　anyone　else。〃
Harry　looked　at　his　mother。
〃Stay　close　to　me；〃　he　said　quietly。
And　he　set　of。　The　dementors'　chill　did　not　overcome　him；　he　passed　through　it　with　his　companions；　and　they　acted　like　Patronuses　to　him；　and　together　they　marched　through　the　old　trees　that　grew　closely　together；　their　branches　tangled；　their　roots　gnarled　and　twisted　underfoot。　Harry　clutched　the　Cloak　tightly　around　him　in　the　darkness；　traveling　deeper　and　deeper　into　the　forest；　with　no　idea　where　exactly　Voldemort　was；　but　sure　that　he　would　find　him。　Beside　him；　making　scarcely　a　sound；　walked　James；　Sirius；　Lupin；　and　Lily；　and　their　presence　was　his　courage；　and　the　reason　he　was　able　to　keep　putting　one　foot　in　front　of　the　other。
His　body　and　mind　felt　oddly　disconnected　now；　his　limbs　working　without　conscious　instruction；　as　if　he　were　passenger；　not　driver；　in　the　body　he　was　about　to　leave。　The　dead　who　walked　beside　him　through　the　forest　were　much　more　real　to　him　now　than　the　living　back　at　the　castle：　Ron；　Hermione；　Ginny；　and　all　the　others　were　the　ones　who　felt　like　ghosts　as　he　stumbled　and　slipped　toward　the　end　of　his　life；　toward　Voldemort　。　。　。
A　thud　and　a　whisper：　Some　other　living　creature　had　stirred　close　by。　Harry　stopped　under　the　Cloak；　peering　around；　listening；　and　his　mother　and　father；　Lupin　and　Sirius　stopped　too。
〃Someone　there；〃　came　a　rough　whisper　close　at　hand。　〃He's　got　an　Invisibility　Cloak。　Could　it　be　a150a150　？〃
Two　figures　emerged　from　behind　a　nearby　tree：　Their　wands　flared；　and　Harry　saw　Yaxley　and　Dolohov　peering　into　the　darkness；　directly　at　the　place　Harry；　his　mother　and　father　and　Sirius　and　Lupin　stood。　Apparently　they　could　not　see　anything。
〃Definitely　heard　something；〃　said　Yaxley。　〃Animal；　d'you　reckon？〃
〃That　head　case　Hagrid　kept　a　whole　bunch　of　stuff　in　here；〃　said　Dolohov；　glancing　over　his　shoulder。
Yaxley　looked　down　at　his　watch。
〃Time's　nearly　up。　Porter's　had　his　hour。　He's　not　coming。〃
〃Better　go　back；〃　said　Yaxley。　〃Find　out　what　the　plan　is　now。〃
He　and　Dolohov　turned　and　walked　deeper　into　the　forest。　Harry　followed　them；　knowing　that　they　would　lead　him　exactly　where　he　wanted　to　go。　He　glanced　sideways；　and　his　mother　smiled　at　him；　and　his　father　nodded　encouragement。
They　had　traveled　on　mere　minutes　when　Harry　saw　light　ahead；　and　Yaxley　and　Dolohov　stepped　out　into　a　clearing　that　Harry　knew　had　been　the　place　where　the　monstrous　Aragog　had　once　lived。　The　remnants　of　his　vast　web　were　there　still；　but　the　swarms　of　descendants　he　had　spawned　had　been　driven　out　by　the　Death　Eaters；　to　fight　for　their　cause。
A　fire　burned　in　the　middle　of　the　clearing；　and　its　flickering　light　fell　over　a　crowd　of　completely　silent；　watchful　Death　Eaters。　Some　of　them　were　still　masked　and　hooded；　others　showed　their　faces。　Two　giants　sat　on　the　outskirts　of　the　group；　casting　massive　shadows　over　the　scene；　their　faces　cruel；　rough…hewn　like　rock。　Harry　saw　Fenrir；　skulking；　chewing　his　long　nails；　the　great　blond　Rowle　was　dabbing　at　his　bleeding　lip。　He　saw　Lucius　Malfoy；　who　looked　defeated　and　terrified；　and　Narcissa；　whose　eyes　were　sunken　and　full　of　apprehension。
Every　eye　was　fixed　upon　Voldemort；　who　stood　with　his　head　bowed；　and　his　white　hands　folded　over　the　Elder　Wand　in　front　of　him。　He　might　have　been　praying；　or　else　counting　silently　in　his　mind；　and　Harry；　standing　still　on　the　edge　of　the　scene；　t