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*begins to tie shoe-laces. * I wouldn't do anything like that. *hands you a tissue*
*sniff* You just watch yourself...
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How can it not be sad, he was an driller. Then he got picked. Or am I missing something? It's sorta like what happens in season two with Jack when he phones Kim from the plane. But it doesn't end that way.
OMG, I KNOW! I
sobbed when he was saying goodbye to her and then when she was looking at the explosion..even when you knew he wasn't going to die...*cries for George*
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I have a tendecy to do that. I killed Ottery, now you. I really need to fix that. *CPR*
I'd rather you kill me than Ron!
*holds onto Ron for dear life while Ali does CPR!*
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I really need to stop killing you,
I think that is my new favorite quote!
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The door blasted open and four dementors glided into the room.
I
knew it! ... Oh, right...
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A tiny Jack Russell terrier ran behind it, getting anything which the stag missed.
*tear* Ron...dog...loyalty...so fitting, Ali!
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fell to the floor, tired and cold.
“C’mon Ron,” Harry said running over to him and tapping his cheek. “You can do this, I can’t do it without you.” Harry looked into Ron’s eyes and saw them roll over.
“Noo,” Harry cried, believing Ron was dead. This time, Harry rose with anger, wand clenched in his hand so hard that his fingers were digging into his palm.
“You killed him, you evil. You killed him!” Harry said, raising his wand.
“
Crucio!” Harry shouted, launching a torture curse at Voldemort. This did hit.
RON!!! ...wait, it says that Harry
believed he was dead! Does that mean there's hope?
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No, I will not. No I Will Not," NO, I WILL NOT!” This time, Harry did not just say this in his head. His whole voice roared as his echo bounced off the walls of the amphitheatre. He had defeated the Imperious curse, and was still sane.
Harry! I love him. But not as much as...RON! *wails*
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Managing to stand up, Harry shouted, “Avada Kedavra,” successfully managing to launch the killing curse at the now standing Voldemort.
As his laughter went silent, Voldemort sensed that his end was near. “Avada Kedavra!” He said, blasting the spell at Harry.
The two beams of green light met in the middle, just in front of where Voldemort was standing. He saw that he was an inch away from death when something marvellous happened.
Both spells met in mid-air and joined, creating a dark emerald orb. The same colour as Harry’s eyes.
A different version of Priori Incantatem?
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A thousand miles away, a small man sat by a hut stood up. He walked towards a telephone and dialled a number. The man had a beard and bright emerald green eyes. The dial tone lasted only a second, when a second man’s voice was heard in the speaker.
“Yes?”
“My descendant, he is needing help. Send the bird, it will find its way.”
“Yes, Godric. The bird will take flight in a moment.”
“Thank you, Palmer, you have done well.”
One of the men hung up, and as that happened a boy was clinging on to his vibrating wand for dear life.
Oh...my...gosh. Ali...I...you...uh...
WOW!
Excuse me while I go mourn the loss of Ronald Bilias Weasley who was good and kind and wonderful and brave and loyal, and never did anything to anyone, particularly to Ali, to deserve a death...*sobs*
Amazing post, Ali! But, I'm afraid I'm going to have to hunt you down. PAMS so you can bring Ron back to life!
Shannon
