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Dead

I was weakened horribly from that drink. I found myself hoping the plan would work, as we arrived at the Astronomy Tower.
"Put the cloak on, Harry." I said, taking out my wand, and waiting. Footsteps. Silent, nearly. The door burst open, then closed once more. Battle raged below, and I hear clearly growlings sounding much like wolfs. Remus and Greyback, no doubt.

Draco Malfoy walked forward, and disarmed me. I hoped, almost prayed, that Harry would disarm him later. We talked, Draco and I. He was crying, his voice barely controlled. Then more Death Eaters came. Taunting me. As if it would have any effect on me... I have been taunted my whole life, by the Ministry and skeptics. The doors were blown open, ripping from their hinges with a creaking sound. Severus walked in, however in a fast pace. He was in a rush.
"Severus...." He looked at me, hesitation in his eyes.
"Severus.... please....."
"Avada Kedavra."
I, Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore, died.