She'll be okay eventually.
Thanks, Sophie
It was in this post :
But it had more of a focus on Remus...
The next time you really see them is in the epilogue though...

You are so right. I don't know how I missed it! I think I was to conserned about Remus and when I thought of Freds death I was thinking that Molly would be there in histerics Aww I'm so sad now. We lost everyone tonight
Looking forward to the Epilogue, though I hope it's not too soon!
Soph x

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'Go To Hell,'

Nice one! I agree entirely.

DIE DOLOHOV! DIE I SAY!

{points wand to Dolohov's chest}

AVADA KEDAVRA!

{thinks for a moment, then runs back into the hall after Bellatrix}

DIE BELLATRIX!

I hope Em get's to sort out Bellatrix as well!

I let you keep George though
Ummm, well, actually there's three posts left until the epilogue... =/
Erm, not quite. I left Bellatrix to Molly, like in the books

Great post Emily....I truly can't say more
Can't wait to read more

!Jesse!

PS....the doctors were right about Lauren /

Thanks, Jesse!
Oh no.

Great post!!!

It was awfully sad everyone died

PAMS PAMS!!

PS.....Only 3 posts????? :O

K xx

Thanks, Katie
I know =/ But it had to happen...
Well, yes, until the Epilogue. Including the Epilogue, there's four

Hello Emily. Such sadness. Of course we all knew it was coming, but sometimes I think knowing whats about to come can make one even more apprehensive. You write sorrow and grief very well. I'll be watching for your next post.

Very true, and thank you; it's my specialty Thanks, Connie!

-camps out in a tent she borrowed from the Trio-

My tent smells like Cats.

Please Pams!

New post!

“Go to hell,” she said in disgust.

And the battle between the two began. They were slowly backing up into the Great Hall, throwing curse after curse at the other. Voldemort was in the center of the Hall fighting off McGonagall, Slughorn, and Kingsley. George and Lee killed Yaxley while Ron and Neville took down Greyback. Arthur and Percy took down Thicknesse while Bellatrix fought Hermione, Ginny, and Luna, only to be taken over by Molly.

“Confringo!” Emily yelled. Dolohov blocked her curse and nothing turned to flames. He kept shooting curses at her, but she blocked them, too.

“Expulso!” she tried again. But, he blocked it again. There was one curse she stayed away from—the killing curse. Avada Kedavra wasn’t enough. She didn’t want his death to be painless so he could just fall back and be dead. No, he had to suffer.

“It was quite fun, you know—killing him. Especially since it’s brought on this,” he indicated with his wand to her. Her eyes narrowed as the fury she felt became more and more pronounced. “Maybe I should kill your husband too,” he said with a bark.

Emily actually growled at him before swishing her wand through the air. “CRUCIO!” she screamed. Dolohov, who hadn’t seen that one coming, fell to the ground in agony. He screamed a high pitched scream.

“Doesn’t feel too good, does it?” Emily asked. Dolohov screamed again. She chanced a glance around at everyone. Hundreds of people lined the walls for the three battles—her and Dolohov, Bellatrix and Molly, and Voldemort, McGonagall, Kingsley, and Slughorn. She knew George’s eyes were on her, but she couldn’t see him.

Dolohov slowly stood, and her attention went back to him. “Did I say you could get up?” Emily sneered.

“Crucio!” she said again, but he was ready that time and deflected it.

“You didn’t like that, did you? Threatening your husband? As soon as I’m finished with you, I’ll finish him off,” he said with a laugh. That did it.

“AVADA KEDAVRA!” Emily yelled at him. It hit him in the chest—he was too busy laughing at her to see it coming and deflect it. His eyes went wide as his smile disappeared from his face. He fell back against the floor with a thud as Emily just stared down at his body.

Emily backed up slowly, her wand arm falling to her side. She felt hands incase around her waist and pull her back against the wall. Emily turned round to look at the person and it was George. He held her tightly to himself, their bodies almost like one.

“I lose control when they threaten you,” she whispered into his chest.

“I noticed,” he whispered back, his voice strained. Emily pulled back to look at him and he met her eyes. “It’s done, Ems, he’s gone,” he whispered calmly. Emily nodded before she turned round at a high pitched scream.

They watched in horror as McGonagall, Kingsley, and Slughorn were thrown back, flailing through the air. Bellatrix fell back against the ground, dead.

“Protego!” she heard someone roar. Emily looked around for the person that could have possibly cast the protection shield in front of her mother-in-law. Harry threw his cloak to the ground and Emily gasped. Emily heard everyone’s surprised voice say, “He’s alive,” before they all stifled their voices.

“I don’t want anyone else to try to help,” Harry said. “It’s got to be like this. It’s got to be me,” he said.

Emily’s chest fell and rose rapidly as all she could hear were the deep breaths she took. Voldemort and Harry circled each other as her blood pulsed loudly in her ears. She couldn’t hear anything that was being said. Her vision seemed fuzzy as many images ran through her mind—Sirius’ smile at her engagement, Remus the day he made his promise, Cedric and Harry as they came out of the maze, Draco in La Push, George and Fred the day she met them, Emmett’s growl as he kept George at bay, George’s smile at their wedding, Fred’s facial expression when he met his niece and nephew, George’s smile when he held his son and daughter for the first time, Fred’s still body, Tonks falling to the ground right before Remus joined her.

George’s hold around her fingers tightened and she woke from her reverie. Her memories held laughter, love, life, despair, and death. Harry was like a brother to her—he was a brother to her. She couldn’t bear losing anyone else. She strained to hear what they were saying through her pulse.

“So it all comes down to this, doesn’t it?” Harry whispered. “Does the wand in your hand know its last master was Disarmed? Because if it does…I am the true master of the Elder Wand,” Harry said.

“Avada Kedavra!” Voldemort screeched at the same time that Harry said,

“Expelliarmus!”

Emily’s breath caught in her throat as she watched as the spells collided. The Elder Wand flew high and Harry caught it like the Seeker he is. Voldemort fell back, arms spread out wide.

Everyone was silent for a second before they screamed and cheered, running toward Harry. Voldemort was dead and the war was over. Emily and George ran over to Harry, hugging him. George firmly took Emily’s hand and led her off to the side. There was no way they could really talk to Harry at the moment with everyone trying to seize him in some way or the other.

He pulled her outside, under the rising sun and took her face in his hands. They stared wordlessly at each other for the longest time, looking into each other’s souls.

“You scared me,” he finally whispered. Emily blinked back her tears at his soft, sweet voice.

“I had to fight him,” she whispered back.

“I know, I would have done the same,” he said softly. “But you still scared me.”

“It’s all over now,” she said. “Can you believe it’s all over?” she said slowly, a smile creeping onto her face.

“Not really, it’s all so surreal.”

“But it is over,” she whispered with a grin. “And we’re together,” she said as her hands wound around his neck.

“Forever and Always,” he said with a small chuckle.

Emily leaned forward as his hands ruffled through her hair. Her heart melted as his sleek, lubricous lips massaged hers. His tongue probed her mouth as his breath tickled her throat. She sighed in content as he pushed the small of her back closer.

The realization of the loved ones they lost was momentarily pushed aside as the understanding that they could be together always washed through them. They both knew that when they went home, with their children, the despair would wash through them, but, at the moment, they lived in their bliss as they celebrated with everyone else.

Okie dokie, What do you think? There are only THREE posts left!

Great chapter Emily I could definetly see Dolohov taunting her....you always do great capturing peoples emotions

PS Lauren said she'll be on to comment later

!Jesse!

Thanks, Jesse! Sometimes I don't feel like I pull the emotions off so great, so thank you!
Okie dokie!

Hey Emily! How are you dearest? I read this last night, but then the laptop died on me.... But I'm here now!

I liked that bit in the book...go Molly

Oh the nasty begger!

Good! I hope it hurt!

I think it probably hurt Emily more than him. She isn't cut out for killing others I don't think Though, she shouldn't dwell on it for too long!

It a great post Emily! You really feel Emily's emotion... Only three posts left!!! What!

Soph x

p.s theres a good interview on T4 about Deathly Hallows with all the actors!

Hello

This post was brilliant!!! I really loved it

It was quite the tear-jerker, this was the part I broke down at:

It was just rememebering everything that this story is about and how strongly MYUTM describes family. It's unbelievable how much thinking I have done since I read this story, you present so many feelings into one post and you are just fabulous. That doesn't sound awfully cheesy does it?:

K xx

I'm good, just about the same. You?
That was definitely one of my favorite parts of DH; I hope they don't change it too much for the movie.
Thanks, Sophie! Yesh, there are only three posts left, including the epilogue. =/
Sooo, I'll probably sound stupid asking, but what's T4?
Thanks, Katie
Awe, I'm sorry; this post really wasn't supposed to make you cry... The one after next might be a different story... Just depends on the person...
Awe, thanks, Katie! Definitely not cheesy

It's not a stupid question, I keep forgeting were not all in the same country, I feel like SS is our own little continent sometimes Anyhoooo...
T4 is a saturday and sunday show on channel 4 over here. It shows episodes of tv programs like friends and music videos and stuff, they do celeb interviews but when Harry Potter or Twilight is on its really big...But the Harry Potter ones are best obviously So they have a full morning dedicated to different interviews inbetween other bits and pieces. try this link, this is a sneek peek of it The Deathly Hallows Interview Btw, Tom looks hot in it!
Soph x

Thanks! I'll definitely check it out!

Great chapter emily

Thanks, Kerri!

Hello Emily. Nice timing. Did you plan on the final battle being so close to the movie? I think your final battle is better than what the movie will be. I think I'm going to be disappointed in it. Just from the "duel" between Voldemort and Harry trailor. In the book it isn't a duel, and it isn't on the bridge. The movie ruined it. But yours is fantastic!
I wish Emily could give him what he deserves. Slow and painful.
Yea!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Did you know that the higher pitched scream the more pain a person is in? Good call Emily. It would have been nice to see him squirm some more. But, it wouldn't be good if he got away. Especially if he killed Emily doing it. Then you'd have to change the whole ending of your story. So, it's good she killed him off now. It is an awful thing to take a life, and I'm sure it'll bother her, but war pushes all the buttons. It can't be helped. And besides, defending yourself, loved ones, and home is the exception to the rule anyway. It doesn't get any better than that.
Great post Emily. I'll be watching for your next.

Thanks! No, I didn't plan this in the slightest, it just sort of happened. I don't remember them being on the bridge for it in the trailer... It doesn't look like it's supposed to, but maybe it will still be good? Too bad we won't find out until the summer though.
It's what he and Bellatrix deserve...
I didn't, but it does make sense.
Very true; though I think she's going to have more trouble with Remus and Fred dying than fretting over killing someone... It was a war and they knew what they were getting themselves into.
Thanks, Connie!

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Originally Posted by emilyblack

Very true; though I think she's going to have more trouble with Remus and Fred dying than fretting over killing someone.

I know I'll have more trouble getting over Remus dyeing!

Poor Poor Em.

Ha ha, loved the ending.

We did it, We Beat him
Wee potter's the one,
Now Voldie's gone mouldy
let's all have some fun!

Thanks
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Emily looked out of the window of the kitchen and into the backyard. The sun was glistening on the horizon, sending rays onto the two pearly white caskets that were under their tree. She glanced at that tree; so many things had happened up there, so many conversations, naps, and heart-to-hearts.

Emily looked back at the caskets; they were so still, silent, and peaceful. Peaceful. Emily hoped that wherever they were, they were peaceful.

Feeling the pain in her heart, Emily looked back at the dirty dishes that had been sitting there for a few days. Three days to be exact. It had been three days since she watched him fall, three days since that horrid battle, three days since she lost her best friend, three days since she lost her daddy. Emily let a tear escape as she reached for her wand. Taking a deep breath, she whispered, “Scourgify.” The food stains disappeared, and Emily started stacking them up in their proper places. Emily turned around and glanced at the empty kitchen. Everything felt empty to her these past few days.

Emily stepped into the living room and watched the unmoving room. They had spent so many days in this living room, had too many fights and tears to account for in this living room. Emily closed her eyes and hugged herself. She heard the creaks from the stairs and knew her husband had awakened. All was silent as he wrapped his arms around her.

“We’ll get through this, Ems. Together,” whispered George in her ear.

Emily kept her eyes tightly shut and just nodded.

“If I was able to get through yesterday, then I promise you, you will get through today,” said George. Emily turned around and wrapped her arms around his waist.

“I love you,” she whispered into his chest.

“I will love you Forever and Always,” vowed George.

Emily sighed. “It’s almost time, isn’t it?”

George nodded against her hair. Emily leaned back and took his hand. They made their way to the backyard.

The sun had just come up, and Emily and George were still in their pajamas. They kept their hands intertwined as they took out their wands. Emily’s stayed limply at her side as she looked past the caskets to their forest. She remembered how she and Remus had spent their time running around, howling under the moon. Emily faintly heard her husband whisper some spells as he whisked his wand in the air. Emily noticed that all was quiet around her, but she kept staring at the forest, thinking of the memories they had made.

George didn’t interrupt her, and she loved him for it. He gently squeezed her hand, and she glanced over at him. His eyes were glazed as he looked through her broken heart.

Not saying a word, Emily nodded and they went back inside.

“Do you want some breakfast?” George asked.

“I’m not hungry,” she replied. George nodded.

“I’m going to go get ready. The Minister should be here soon,” Emily said.

“Okay, honey. I love you,” he said as he hugged her lightly and kissed her forehead. “I’ll check on the kids,” he said.

Emily slowly walked back upstairs, listening to George try to make as little noise as possible in the kitchen. She didn’t know how he was still standing, still breathing. They had gone to Fred’s funeral yesterday, and he broke down. He wouldn’t stop crying, and all she could do was hold his hand and cry too. She mourned for her best friend, her brother-in-law, her mother figure, and her daddy. At times, she wanted to give in and let the depression take her, but then she would remember what she was giving up, what she was leaving. She couldn’t live in a world where George didn’t exist. If he jumped, she jumped. And her beautiful twins; she couldn’t leave them either.

Emily reached her bathroom and pulled a fluffy towel from the closet. She turned the water to cool and started stripping off her pajamas, which were actually a pair of Remus’ sweats and T-shirt. She had been wearing things from his wardrobe ever since she had gotten home.

Letting a tear escape, Emily stepped into the shower. The cool water hit her skin like rain. Emily stood under the water, letting her hair fall damp. She silently cried as she thought of the good-byes that she was about to make.


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