Three Cheers For Sweet Revenge

((Lost It All by Black Veil Brides starts playing))

The next thing that happened happened almost in a blink for the group, the caravan headed by Theo and FP mounted on their motorcycles followed by the vehicles where the families were each respectively in said vehicle, the journey was deadly silent until they finally reached the cemetery .

When Harry and Cedric went down they had a shudder to be at the gates of the cemetery the memories began to plague them, but they cleared them from their minds, this was the place where their friend would be for the rest of their lives so he had to put aside that bad memory for what happened.

Arthur, Bill, Sirius and Matthias carried the coffin Muggle-style, they walked a few meters when they finally reached an area where there were marble tombstones that despite the time seemed very well cared for, they continued walking until they were in front of a clearing where the view was perfect. sunlight there was an open grave in front of this a tombstone.

When the four put the coffin on top of the hole, the sensations and emotions were on the surface, the Weasley family had a kind of black cloud following them that sadness did not abandon them, the others were very different, some with emotions such as empathy or sadness.

For the boys, they were defined in three groups:

Skin-deep sadness:

Blaise, Theo, Hermione, Cedric, Luna, Tracey, Ginny and the twins

Anger, confusion and pain:

Neville, Hermione, Daphne and Harry

All those emotions together:

All.

When they were able to rationalize everything they were experiencing, they could not avoid that they will grow up and he will always be 15 years old that thought was extremely painful but as real as a stab in the chest

By the time the coffin was in the hole, each one took a bit of earth and threw it into the coffin, a last token of respect to his fallen friend, they walked away, but Harry knew they had looked at the tombstones and his epitaph.

Ronald Billius Weasley

BELOVED SON, LOYAL FRIEND AND BROTHER

March 1, 1980- June 24, 1995

"May death never stop you"

Reading those words she felt as if he was speaking to her from the grave asking her not to stop not to get stuck in all those emotions that flooded her heart, she saw the grave for the last time and then she began to walk she realized as she walked He was heading to the exit of the cemetery that he could not win just because seeing the grave of his best friend was a too real testimony of what would happen if people were by his side.

It would be too foolish and selfish of him to ignore his friends and family to get involved in a crusade in which sooner or later they would be involved for whatever reason.
Daphne and her family not only because the lace was her fiancée but also because they were considered blood traitors made her skin crawl thinking what they could do to her "aunt" Annabelle or Astoria, Theo, Blaise, Tracey, Neville, Cedric, Luna and the young Weasleys were the same case; but the one that gave him the most by far were the Grangers not only because Hermione was Muggle-born but because of her parents, she would be lying if she said that she saw Emma and Dan as the closest thing she has had to parents in her life and she couldn't lose them.

Therefore his decision was relatively simple, staying with them was the only course of action he had to follow, when he was approaching his friends he felt someone put a hand on his shoulder he turned to meet Molly Weasley when he saw her Harry's heart fell so deep that I was sure it was over. My heart fell so deep that I was sure I was in the center of the earth halfway to China.

—Harry can I talk to you?— Molly asked.

—Of course Mrs. Weasley —Harry stated.

—I just wanted to thank you for coming here today, I know it's not easy for you or for Cedric, much less for me, it means a lot that you came— Molly said.

—I had to, he was, he's my brother, I had to say goodbye to him properly— Harry said.

—I know dear, I know, you know when I last saw in his eyes I saw a look I only saw once and never thought I'd see again in my life— Molly said confusing Harry.

—What kind of question? —asked Harry.

—The same look that his uncles, my brothers Fabián and Gideon had the last time I saw them alive—she confess which disturbed Harry—I know that my Ron had that gift of seeing what would happen, maybe that's why he was abnormally quiet that day was as if.

—As if he accepted that he wouldn't see him tomorrow— Harry muttered, remembering the day before the third task.

"Today is the greatest and happiest day I have ever had, I will not be able to live after tomorrow”

It was an omen, internally he was grateful that he had left divination at the end of the first term of the third year otherwise going to the teacher's classes smelling of sherry would have been just a hellish reminder of what he lost.

—I want to give you something —he opened his bag he began to search idly until he finally found it, from the bag he took out a black notebook with a drawing of a grim reaper that Harry instantly recognized inside the notebook there were a few letters sticking out "when we went to collect his things , on his table there was this notebook next to the sealed letters, they all had their names, yours and the others,

—Was there a note?—Harry asked.

—Just a brief note that said that only you should open them—she explain solemnly—I know whatever is here I hope at least keep a part of it in you.

Hearing those words, Harry wanted to reply that that part of him had already died and was buried with Ron, but he couldn't be cruel to a woman who gave him the love of a mother he had never known, so he just took the notebook with him. to cards as if they were gold pieces.

—Thank you, Mrs. Weasley— he said, then hugged her.

It would be the last time he saw her in a long time, so he had to say goodbye to her in a way that was appropriate to what he was experiencing.

—Take care Harry, I hope to see you and the others in the burrow, you will always be welcome remember that—he assured him before leaving.

He walked with the things in his hands thinking that they would have those letters and that enigmatic notebook that Ron kept so anonymous, he kept walking until he finally came into view of his friends.

—Where were you?— Daphne asked.

—I was talking to Mrs. Weasley, she gave me this— Harry said.

When everyone saw the notebook a feeling of uncertainty invaded them, that notebook contained everything that Ron had been writing from the summer of his fourth year until his last days of life, that caused a lot of curiosity for them.

—That's the notebook, the one he never let us read— Hermione pointed out.

—Yes, not only that, but it also has this— Harry said, opening the notebook.

Opening it up she pulled out around 10 different cards with all their names on them.

—I remember seeing him writing, nights before the third task— Neville recalled—you think so.

—I know whatever it is, the reason she had in these letters, what do you think we should do?— Harry asked.
They all thought about it for a few moments, but there was no doubt, they had to know the truth, they had that right, the right to know why their friend and brother had given his life, they all looked at each other and then nodded.

—Let's read them, we're going to a coffee shop here in town hopefully there's no one at this time—Ginny assured.

They all nodded, informed their parents or guardians about where they were going to be and assured them that they would take care of themselves as they all received a positive response from them, except for Neville, who had gone to the funeral alone, they started walking towards the cafeteria.

The journey was silent and calm, nothing prepared them for the storm of emotions that would go through them when they began to read the letters, when they arrived at the cafeteria they realized that it had a quite retro 50s style to their way of seeing it, but They decided to ignore it.

They repeated the same way of sitting as on Harry's birthday; Hermione, Cedric, Daphne, Neville (taking Ron's place) and Harry sitting in front of the window, on the other side Tracey, Luna, Blaise, Ginny, Theo and the twins sitting in two chairs in front of the others.

When Harry put the notebook on the table, a girl about 20 or 21 years old, she was a waitress arrived to serve them.

—Welcome, wanted something— she asked kindly.

—A pitcher of water, in case you were wondering, we all came together I hope it's no problem— Harry said.

—Not at all, I'll bring you the jars right away—she said goodbye.

Seeing that the waitress was gone, Harry took out the cards and handed them to each of them.

The first to open it were the twins, when they began to read it they noticed that it was a letter not only for them but also for Ginny, when they read it it was a farewell letter, it does not say anything about a plan or the reason for their decision, it only spoke about their sadness and sorry for not being a better brother, by the time they finished reading it Ginny was crying again on her boyfriend Blaise's shoulder; The following was the aforementioned of hers when reading it was almost the same as the ones she wrote only adding that she take good care of her sister or she would return from the grave to castrate him.

Next up was Neville. The letter expressed that he was happy that he was starting to grow in all aspects, wishing him good fortune along with protecting Hermione.

—I promise— Neville said looking at Hermione.

After Neville, Luna continued where she simply expressed the love she had for her and I assure her that when she met her mother she would tell her the adventures they had together with the white-haired girl's fascination with magical creatures, that made Luna start to cry Collapsing that dreamy mask that kept clinging to Theo's shoulder to cry, the next was Tracey where the letter, although concise, revealed an interesting detail.

—I know that my death is near what has been known for almost a year, him because this was revealed in the last letter— she read aloud.

—So it's true, he knew he was going to die, he knew it and he didn't tell us— Harry muttered angrily.

—He must have had a reason for not telling us, I mean it's not easy like saying “hello guys you know that tomorrow they're going to kill me like that, good bye”—Daphne mentioned reassuring him—I'm just saying what's obvious.

—Yes, but why the hell didn't you tell us— he said more calmly.

—We have to finish reading the letters—Hermione reminded—who's next now.

—It's my turn— Theo mentioned.

Theo's letter was just as brief as Tracey's, but he mentioned that Ron was sure that he would be the strongest of them with the war that was approaching and that he would never be like his father, after him came Cedric where he expressed how much his appreciation towards Hufflepuff, but in the end.

—I know you were wondering why I petrified you, the truth is that I made a balance where I realized that I preferred to save the lives of my friends, I couldn't let one of them die or just one, I couldn't live with that guilt so I did a leap of faith because I already lost my fear of falling, take care of others, be the guardian that protects them in the dangerous days that are approaching — Cedric read — I will protect them friend, I will not let your death be in vain.

—We know you will Ced, in this strange family you are the older brother— Hermione said reassuringly.

—Well, until now let's get everything in order—Harry said.

—Until now, we know that, 1 Ron was aware of his death but he didn't tell us anything, 2 he chose to die because otherwise Cedric, Harry or both would have died— Theo listed— which leaves us with a doubt, how he knew that all that it would happen

—The answer, as the letter said, will be in the last one. Who is it addressed to?—Daphne asked.

Harry moved the letters to the right the one from Hermione and Daphne, in the center the one with his name finally the last letter saw the sender and said.
the truth for all

—This is the last one—showing it to everyone—first let's finish with the personal ones except mine, I need to read it on my own—he said to which everyone nodded, he moved a letter and handed it to Daphne—this is yours love.

—Okay, let's do this— she said, opening the envelope.

Dear Daphne
I know that now you will have more questions than certainty about everything that has happened, but I want you to know that all the decisions I made were the best I could conceive in my disturbed head.
I can't say I'm not scared, I can't say I'm not sad because I'd be lying, but what I have to do is for you, so that you have a future so that my best friend, the boy you fell in love with, would have a chance to live. that they fulfill their dreams and projects, even if I have to sacrifice mine in the process.
I know we're not the best of friends, I know you hated me when I pulled away when Harry's name came out of the goblet, but I didn't do it out of jealousy or envy, if that had been my motive I would have been a brainless idiot, but I wasn't , the truth is that I needed to be alone, I needed to order everything that was going to happen, all that chain of events that led to my death, but above all I needed to accept that I was going to die.
Therefore, given that everything has already happened or you would not be reading this letter, that is why I ask you to take care of my brother Harry, give him the love he needs and the strength to move forward, stay by his side, do not give up because he will be lost. if that happens no one will be able to survive, as I know very well, I know too well and I know that this would happen.
You are the best thing that has ever happened to him, I hope that the two of you live a long and happy life together, overcome whatever you have to overcome, and that special love you have remains even after death.
see you forever
Ron

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When he finished reading it, he wiped away a tear with the palm of his hand, folded the letter and then put it back in the envelope. I look at where Harry was. in a warm kiss during what for them was an eternity.

The kiss was full of love, commitment and affection, their lips fit perfectly with each other for them, that moment was as if the rest of the world disappeared being only them, that was their happy world, when they finally separated they kept their foreheads together.

—I will never leave you, I never will— Daphne murmured.

—I know, I love you— Harry answered.

—I love you— then they parted—your turn, Hermione.

Hermione received the letter that contained the last words that the boy she liked nervously her hands were trembling with her right hand receiving the letter, while the left was holding her knee, she bit her lower lip almost impulsively her nervousness was very evident.

Then she felt someone take her free hand, she saw her left hand and whoever was taking it then realized that the hand belonged to Neville, she looked up crossing his, a feeling of relief invaded her, she took a breath and then it I let it out then with one hand I managed to open the envelope.

So she started reading.

Dear hermione
Hi Hermy, first of all I know you hate me saying that, but hey, I'm already dead so you won't be able to do anything to me.
Here's the thing I can never be with you if I'm honest I wish I had more time I wish I could buy just one more day on earth so I could spend it with you alone but well the cards have been dealt and I don't have the choice.
I know you must be very sad right now, I know you must have begged McGonagall to give you the time-turner to go back to the moment I left and stun me into oblivion, but it doesn't matter now.
This letter is not my heartbreaking testimony about this year or my farewell as it could be the last letter, no, you don't deserve that, so I'll be honest I love you, maybe I don't know what love is completely but this I feel every time I see you , every time I see you smile, every time I see you achieve the highest grade in the trimesters I feel that there is no greater thing that wants you to be happy and achieve all your goals, you are the most powerful woman and witch I have ever met, It is my privilege to have known you.
I'm sorry for the moments in first and second when I doubted you or said something to hurt you, dammit, the day that troll attacked, I look back and want to punch myself as I tell him that he just hurt the most amazing girl you'll ever meet. his life to later force him to apologize on his knees; You made me want to improve, thanks to you I was able to improve on my own my performance I am not the brightest person but you made me want to be up to the task to be with you, because of you since I had the vision thinking of you made me get the strength to get up, for you I could stay on my feet, for you I could stay alive one more day.
I love you, I always will; but I want you to do me a favor, be happy, don't let my memory consume you, do what you want, live your life, get married, have a beautiful family, allow yourself to love and be loved, I want to be the most beautiful moment for you, not the eternity because that's really boring.
The grim reaper marked me I know and the hardest part is that I will never see you smile again, I am marching to my final destination in peace because I know that I lived the best of my life with you I think I could not have lived it better, be free, because I already am, be brave, because I was, fight, because I fought, live life because I lived mine and you must continue living yours.
Love you
 La vie est étrange et complexe, mais la meilleure façon de la simplifyr est de vous permettre d'aimer et d'être aimé.
Post Data: Fleur translated that for me, thank her for me because when I finished translating it I ran away.
Bye
Ron

When she finished reading, she was in tears, she still remembered the feeling of his lips on hers along with those last words she heard from him, his final confession, his most intimate moment and that he would live forever in her memory, just two words sealed everything that could be and never was.

"I love you"

She would never forget Ron, she was sure of that, the years would pass, but she would always remember the redhead who gave her more than one green gray hair or made her angry but who she loved with all her heart because sometimes moments are better than permanent things .

—I love you too— she murmured, allowing herself to be hugged by Neville.

((Start playing Gone With The Wind by Architects))

For all
I know that most of you at this point are wondering what happened to cause this to happen that led to my death.
The answer is simple, I knew about my death from the end of our third year when we were chased by the dementors when I tripped and broke my leg in that I started convulsing what was happening is that I started having a series of visions that showed me what it would happen during our fourth year, i saw it all at least vaguely first i saw a quidditch world cup pamphlet then a goblet engulfed in flames, then a burning arena, then the black lake and finally the maze by the graveyard.
At that moment I saw three possible scenarios as if it were three ways on the road, the first one showed Harry and Cedric arriving at the cemetery there Cedric was assassinated and Voldemort returned, the second Harry arrived they only used him for the ritual and he was assassinated, the Third, the path I took, I rode the broom, I intervened in the fight against Krum, we reached the cup, I petrified and hid Cedric and I finally died at the hands of Wormtail.
Believe me it was terrifying, but what happened next was worse since that day I never slept peacefully again my dreams became a nightmare where I witnessed what would happen if I didn't make a decision I suffered night terrors after I found out what was happening my body was paralyzed I couldn't move and while dreaming I saw what could happen to them I can only say that from that moment nothing was the same anymore my physical and mental deterioration was notorious but I did not tell them because it was a burden that I had to bear.
But I told one person I told Dumbledore the day after the vision I asked him to intervene to do whatever was necessary so that the chain of events would not start, I begged him when it all started when it was on time to prevent it all, but he did nothing he let the chain start like a train whose brakes were broken on purpose.
Which is why I ask you now not to trust him, the only thing that trusting him and following him will do is get you all killed, do whatever it takes to win this coming war.
The world with this I try to take my heart, but I can't because he was with you and he always will be.
Don't suffer for my death please, I don't want that, I want you to fight, but above all things I want you to live I leave you a gift because I know that with me I live it would only be a burden you couldn't do what you should do, but now you have a gift greater than eternal life, you have what was taken from me.
You have time, use it to leave a much better world than the one we found, use it to live and fulfill your goals and aspirations, to be happy, to cry, to have fun, so when the time comes to meet with me you can do it without regrets.
And by the time the winds of war blow, remind the Death Eaters and Voldemort to fear the Grim Reaper.
I love you guys.
Thank you for letting me be a part of your life.
Bye

When Harry finished reading the letter he looked up at his family, they all had tears in their eyes for what Ron had to go through, but there was also a determination in their eyes glowing like fire from a bonfire.

Anger, pain, rage among other emotions flooded his hearts, but if before there was doubt about how they would lead the war, now there were many certainties, there were no more questions or doubts.

—I think it's unanimous that we won't trust Dumbledore— Harry said.

They all nodded, knowing what happened and how Dumbledore deliberately ignored Ron along with the fact that he put Harry in an abusive environment and that at the end of the school year he wanted him to return to his relatives only cemented something that had been simmering. from the third year.

Trust in Dumbledore was gone.

—What will we do?— Neville muttered.

—We'll lop off their fucking heads— Blaise coined earning affirmative responses from many.

—No—snapped Hermione—we can't do this like this.

—Hermione is right—Harry seconded—despite the fact that I want to tear their hearts out, moving like this because of our feelings would not work, we would lose more than we would gain."

—I agree, we must wait, be patient, train to become stronger than we are, perfect our strengths and improve our weaknesses— Theo support.

—Hermione and I already had some ideas— Harry assured Hermione with a crooked smile, which mimicked the gesture—tomorrow I'll meet with a group of people who will train us."

—What kind of training?— Cedric asked.

—High-caliber military training—Hermione assured—these people who will train us I know are my let's call them "uncles", their names are Slade Rogers, Oliver Salvatore and Michael Machini, they are ex-marines who served with my father.

—They are aware that we are wizards and witches?—Ginny asked.

—Yeah, Slade and Oliver are squibs and Michael was a witch's boyfriend so they know about our world—Hermione answered.

—What good would that Muggle training do us?—Blaise asked.

—Remember what Daphne's father said, most of them are arrogant about their own power that they don't even bother to maintain a good physical condition that in the long run it pays them too much to find and in combat it can be even worse, so if physical training our magic can become even more powerful to levels we can't even imagine right now— Hermione explained.

When the waitress arrived, everyone was quiet until she finally left.

—I agree, besides we could know more things because we don't know how long this shit could last, it could be months or years and we have to be ready for any possibility— Daphne assured.

—Besides, if they don't disarm that training in hand-to-hand combat, we would benefit from being able to eliminate them without relying on our magic— added Harry—their dependence on magic makes them weak, but what is a weakness for them is a point to exploit for us.

—We have to organize ourselves, the best thing will be that tomorrow at noon all Greengrass Manor meet from there we will go to Potter Manor where we will train the barriers there that will allow us to use magic without a ministry behind our asses—said Daphne.

—The best thing would also be to get wands from Knockturn Alley within these two weeks. Those wands don't have the Ministry trail so we wouldn't necessarily have to rely on places like Greengrass Manor or Potter Manor— Neville suggested.

They all nodded, drank some water to relax when the jug was finally empty, they got up, Harry took the notebook, the letter for himself and all of them, the others had their own.

While the others went to wait for him outside, he approached the bar to pay where the waitress was.

—How much is it? —Harry asked.

—It would be for all of you 25 pounds and two shillings— said the waitress—I couldn't help but notice that you all came in black, perhaps there was a funeral, I heard a rumor of a boy who died a week ago, but nothing more.

—Yes, today was my best friend's funeral, it was the boy who was killed— Harry said.

—Oh, sorry no—she started, but Harry stopped her with a wave.

—It's not right, he did what he always tried and wanted to do— he stated.

—That would be? —she asked.

—Protect the ones he loved— Harry said finally pulling away.

He left the cafeteria meeting most of them already reunited with their relatives, there were no big words, they were not necessary, everything had already been said, he saw Theo walk away with his uncle and Luna, shortly after Blaise along with Tracey, the Weasleys, Cedric and Neville, Only him, the Grangers, Sirius, Remus and the Greengrasses left.

He hugged sideways with Daphne rejoining his family.

—I got a patronus from Amelia, she says she's sorry she couldn't come and that things at the Ministry are very hot right now—Sirius informed.

—Okay— Harry said—Daphne and I are going to Potter Manor."

—Son, are you sure you want to go? I know it's your family's house and everything, but I wouldn't be alone there—Emma intervened.

—I'll be fine mom, I'm here, I'm back I just need to organize my priorities, but tomorrow I'll be there to have lunch with you, okay? —Harry said.

—Yes—she answered somewhat bewildered that she couldn't help the young man.

—Well, I love you," she said, kissing her cheek, then looking at Dan—you could tell your friends we're meeting for lunch."

—Take it for granted son and take care of yourself—he affirmed.

—Daphne, please take care of him—Emma said, looking at the lace.

—I will, Emma—assured the lace—it's time love."
—Yes, I love you all—she said then the ring she had on began to glow—Potter Manor."

Then they disappeared with a click, leaving the two families who said goodbye and left for their respective homes.

Arriving before him stood a beautiful mansion made of brick, he saw that the garden was well maintained, the flowers were beautifully cared for he looked at everything around him it was according to the description he had been told at Gringotts in front there was an oak door with the coat of arms of his family.

It was then that several house elves appeared with a click, but they were dressed differently from most he knew, they were dressed as a servant from the 20s, then an elf made way for him.

—Lord Potter has returned, the day has finally arrived—the elf said elegantly.

—Yes, could you tell me your name—he ordered.

—Of course Master Harry, my name is Luffy, I'm the eldest elf in the mansion, I'm in charge of cleaning and everything you request— he introduced himself, then pointed to an elf and an elf—they are Nicolo and Sasha, they take care of the kitchens along with the rooms — he moved his finger to point to a group of elves who seemed to be in charge of gardening by their clothing— they are Marco, Jean, Corky, Berthold, Falco and Colt, they are in charge of maintaining the rooms, the garden and other tasks related to the maintenance of the mansion, the rest of us are at your service.

—Got it, Luffy—Harry replied.

He watched as it was getting dark he realized how quickly the day had passed.

—Could you show us our rooms— Daphne said gently, then looked at Nicolo and Sasha—could you make dinner, we haven't eaten anything so we're very hungry."

—Nicolo will mistress Daphne—snapping back along with Sasha.

—Follow Luffy and I'll show you his master's room— said the elf.

The other elves went back to their activities, while the pair followed the older elf as they entered Harry gasped a feeling of having been there like when he visited Godric's Hollow washed over him like a wave, he saw ahead a stairway that separated into In the middle to the left and right, the mansion, although it was made of bricks on the outside, was covered by a very resistant and well-kept oak on the inside.

The lighting was enough so there were few dark spaces when he started walking he saw that the mansion was decorated with trophies, old crafts, small statuettes, portraits of different generations of his family welcoming him to his home.

They kept walking until the elf finally stopped in front of a door made of mahogany.

—This is your room, you need something else from Luffy— asked the elf.
—Not just Luffy—Harry stated, then the elf disappeared—alright let's go.

Opening the door, he found a fairly large and cozy room, a king-size canopy bed next to two gray nightstands, the walls were painted a light gray, the curtains were white that gave a view of a balcony from where you could see the beautiful forest that surrounded the mansion.

They began to tour the room, the bathroom looked like something out of the fancy hotel magazines Harry had seen his aunt read a few times, the white marble was beautifully shaped and built, inside the room were a few books by a fireplace and finally a Medium chair enough for two people.

—What do you say, she likes her future Mrs. Potter's room— Harry said hugging her back.

—I love Mr. Potter— he said before turning around and melting into a tender kiss.

That kiss gave way to a heated kissing session, it was no further than what they had reached, that was undoubtedly all they lived in the cabin in the summer of their fourth year and later their shared room in the room of requirements.

But they did not feel in the mood to continue to something else, that kiss session made them end up lying on the bed kissing, she being on top of him while he shared a kiss all over her jaw and neck, getting some moans of pleasure, they enjoyed love and affection that they had until finally they lay on the bed enjoying each other's warmth.

—All in all, this has been the best part of my day so far— she said, pulling her closer to him.

—I know love— Daphne said as her hand circled her chest.

—Sometimes I think it was two people who died that day— she stated.

—You and Ron, right?— She answered.

—Yes, I feel like a part of me was ripped off, I'm not the same person I was before I feel this darkness in my veins, all this anger, this pain, this hatred, it scares me but what scares me the most...— no He was able to continue because a lump formed in his throat.

—What scares you?— Daphne ask, staring at him, he averted his eyes—come on Harry, tell me please."

—Why do you force me Daphne?— Harry asked separating from her.

She sat on the bed staring into his eyes, she saw through those emerald eyes everything he had inside, he knew that the best thing for him was not to shut himself away and even if it made him angry she was going to make him take out all that he had kept.

—Because that fear is eating you alive— Daphne assured—that you're afraid of them, we have money, houses, we all have it except the truth, tell me what the hell the truth is."

—I'm scared! —Harry burst out—I'm afraid, after a long time I'm afraid, I'm afraid of losing you, I'm afraid of losing Sirius, Hermione, the whole world if it had been before I met you and formed the bonds I formed I wouldn't have I didn't mind giving myself up ready to die if necessary.

—I'm afraid too, Harr, and it's not bad to have it— I question.

—It is to me it is—Harry refute.

—Because, you're human—she answered.

—I'm just a coward, who wasn't willing to do what had to be done and that's why Ron isn't with us— he replied.

—It's not, you didn't force Ron to do anything he did what he always did to take care of you—he was going to look away from her but she took his face in her hands and made him look at her—and don't blame yourself for what happened , you did what I did and we all thought you would and if Ron died but there was no possible scenario with those visions that you could avoid it, if you are afraid that everyone will turn away from you because of what happened, for having stopped Ron, for having prevented that he became a murderer well you're wrong, because Ron left this world with clean hands, but no matter what I believe as long as you have that fear in you nothing will change, tear it out because when time passes you could no longer be neither I nor anyone here, you can't live like this, we can't live like this, because fear will always be there and look what it's doing to you now, our family believes that you can handle this—letting go of it while they continued looking at each other—and I think that You will, but you will do it with sound reasons, not blame on Ron, no. for the people, not for our family, not for me or the money but for you, just for yourself.

—And if I die?" What if we die?—Harry question in a low voice.

—Then we will die, but at least you will leave this world without excuses, guilt or fear and you can move on— she finally said.

They stared at each other, the weight of his fiancee's words fell like an anvil on his head he realized how he did what was expected of him, that he began to sink into his guilt and that he lost focus which would make him act according to what the others thought who did not care if he lived or died while he ignored like a mule what the people who loved him wanted to tell him and what he should do.

In that moment he thought that he was lucky to have met Daphne that night in his third year, he saw how important she had become in his life, how she did not lose focus and how she could get him out of that hole in which he was about to submerge and drown.

—Why are you so strong?—he asked with a crooked smile.

—I'm going to marry a Potter—she affirmed, throwing his arms around her neck to wrap himself in a tender hug.

They merged into a hug, they stayed like that, enjoying the closeness of the other without realizing it, soon they fell asleep in that position.

An hour and a half passed when Luffy arrived to wake them up for dinner, each one took a turn to shower after their shower, already changed they went downstairs when they entered Harry was surprised dining room was even bigger than Greengrass Manor and Black Manor combined, the The table was oak with a soft reddish tablecloth on it and it was large stretching to almost 25 or 30 chairs which made sense considering how large the room was.

He sat at the head and she on his right, they enjoyed dinner in silence enjoying each other's company there was no need for talk or conversation for them everything was already said after the conversation they had had for which they They limited themselves to small comments regarding dinner and so on.

After finishing their dinner and refusing the option of dessert, they moved to the room where they found that it was decorated as if it were a cross between the Gryffindor common room and a Muggle mansion room, there was a large armchair in the center in the middle. a low table on the sides some armchairs, next to the window two shelves one had family photos, trophies and another was full of books, behind the big armchair there was a chest of drawers that extended the width of the armchair above two united statuettes of wolves on a hill and howling.

In front there was a flat-screen television on a long wooden table and below it a VHS player, to the left a piece of furniture where there was a vinyl player above and below a box full of vinyl and to the right finally next to the door that led to the patio a window from which the night filtered and next to the window there was a table where there were all kinds of alcoholic beverages next to a large fireplace.

—Luckily when you came you asked my dad and Emma to remodel the furniture and change the appliances, I wouldn't feel comfortable watching a television from the early 80's—Daphne stated sitting on the couch.

—Yes, and we also have to thank my mother for teaching your father the charms to make all these things work before she died— Harry said, sitting down next to her.

Then she lay down next to him while with a wand she brought a blanket spreading it over them, while she turned on the television and began looking for something to watch, she changed channel after channel until she found a channel that was playing “Batman” from 1989 starring by Michael Keaton they started watching the movie until halfway through Harry realized that Daphne had fallen asleep.

—Luffy— he called to the elf.

—What can Luffy do for Master Harry?—Luffy asked.

—Tell me Harry or Master Harry, it's okay Luffy— said Harry—could you take Daphne to our bedroom to sleep and bring me the letter that is next to a black notebook that has a print of a grim reaper holding a rifle and then go away."

—Luffy will do it, Master Harry—taking Daphne and carrying her away and returning with the letter.

((Memento Mori Architects begins to play))

Having it in his hands, he prepared himself for what he could have written in the letter, he went to the table where the bottles of alcohol were, he took the one with the label of "Jack Daniels" he opened the bottle and poured the liquid into a glass for whiskey, He drank it to the bottom, I feel the burning of the whiskey cross his throat, but he ignored it, he realized that he developed a certain tolerance to alcohol because it was not the first time he drank.

He took the letter in his hands and opened the seal and took out the letter.

  For Harry
Hello friend, if you are reading this I am probably already dead yes I know I shouldn't have thought about that but since as you know from the other letters I had my visions I assumed that my destiny was to be far away accepting it has been the most painful thing I have lived in my life, knowing that we can never be, you, me and Ginny partners on the quidditch team, knowing that I will never see the twins achieve success with their joke shop, that I will never see your wedding and the most painful of all that never I'll be able to be with Hermione, that I'll never get to see her change this shitty world like she hopes I swear I wish I could see her putting idiots like Malfoy in their place, but not see it.
I think I finally understood how the world can break a man what I have felt in these months not even the worst torture under cruciatus would have prepared me for this the fact of knowing that death would come for me made me shudder and the only thing I could do was to let that feeling burn in my skin until finally that morning after the Christmas dance I understood it and it didn't burn anymore because I looked inside what was in me and I understood that there were things that had to happen because really me being honest would have only been a burden for you and you should never have had for what you have to do, I ask you not to be afraid, because I am not, a few hours ago I was reading the fable of the three brothers I think I am the brother I take I take the cape invisibility and then at the end to receive death as an old friend because I heard that there really is peace on the other side.
Sometimes I think that my life is fiction and other times like when I was on top of the roof of the car the day we went to the cabin after vandalizing your uncle's house I had the feeling that she was looking at me and I wanted to leave I took the worst that there was in me I finally let it go because in the end nothing matters more than the light we leave on people you know, well I'll leave a fire for you, you fuel the forge, I want you to fight, be strong, be relentless, I don't want tears, I want you to do what you have to do that will be the only way I can rest in peace.
There is nothing more to say than simply that I will always go with the wind, I had a hopeless illness except for the one inside me, which made me feel like nothing at all, disintegrated me, annihilated me, but in the end I will always be with you I will always be with you brother, until the end of the line
MEMENTO MORI: REMEMBER THAT YOU WILL DIE.
I love you brother.
Your brother Ron.

When he finished reading it, he was in tears, his head was in a frenzy of emotions in all directions, he poured himself a drink and drank it, then he left the room on his way to the garage, he did not realize how long it took him to be there .

He saw several types of vehicles, but he went in the direction of the motorcycle that was there, the motorcycle that Sirius had given him for Christmas, he took the helmet, put it on, grabbed his wand, opened the entrance for vehicles, climbed up, turned on the motorcycle and He left without first moving his wand, closing the gate.

He left at full speed from there, he walked through the garden that surrounded him until he reached the gate that opened before his presence, then as the road began to travel the route skilfully dodging the cars that were circulating, letting his searcher instincts take over while driving a wave of memories began to flood him.

The first time he met Ron, his first Quidditch match, the moments of the now disintegrated golden trio studying, the confrontation over the philosopher's stone, the rescue of Ron from his uncle's house, the tour of the chamber of secrets , the happy moments, meeting Daphne, their first kiss; he was literally watching his life flash before his eyes until he finally got to where he was unconsciously going

Godric's Hollow.

He entered the town through its streets until finally he stopped in front of a statue, the statue that had been erected in honor of his parents, he took off his helmet and stared at the statues.

He felt a wave of sadness at losing his parents, but that feeling quickly disappeared as a thought crossed his mind that filled him with anger.

He hadn't lost his parents, they had been taken from him.

Anger began to eat away at him as he remembered those he had lost, his parents, his godmother, "Uncle" Frank, "Aunt" Marlene, and his best friend Ron.

He closed his eyes to stop what he felt, but when he closed them he began to imagine what could happen to those he loved, he saw Sirius being killed, Remus being on the verge of death, Matthias, Emma, Dan, Amelia, Annabelle dead, the murdered twins, Cedric committing suicide out of guilt, Theo being tortured by his father, Hermione as a Malfoy slave, Tracey, Ginny and Luna being outraged, Neville in the same state as their parents, Blaise dead, Astoria murdered, finally his beloved Daphne broken with her beautiful lifeless blue eyes.

Fear consumed him for a brief moment, but it was quickly anger, hatred and determination ran through his veins like a racehorse, he wasn't going to let that happen, he wasn't going to lose anyone else, he wasn't going to let that happen. He was going to let no one in his family be ripped away from him ever again.

His eyes snapped open, he looked at the statue all that anger had built up taking his helmet off.

—Nooo! — I shout throwing his helmet with all his fury.

The metallic sound of the helmet hitting the statue filled the lonely street, Harry breathed heavily as he felt his anger dissipate then not caring to leave the helmet behind him he drove home again with determination in his heart. .

Arriving at the house, he entered the motorcycle when he finally heard thunder and lightning as well as rain falling, when he entered the house it was returned to the living room.

When he arrived he directed his eyes to the table where the bottles were, he went to the already opened bottle of "Jack Daniels" and began to drink it, he soon felt his inhibitions go away the same speed as when a bull sees red, he continued with another bottle but this time of gin when he finished it he continued drinking, when he took the bottle of fire whiskey and drank it he saw a figure that was slim, had red hair, was wearing a white shirt and a black jacket on top, when he saw it well he noticed that the figure had a cut on his chest it was then that he recognized it.

—Ron— he approached the figure and it disappeared—what, where are you going Ron.

He looked outside through the window and saw again the figure of his deceased friend, he opened the door running out tripping on the way screaming by the name of his old friend.

While that was happening Daphne woke up from her as the television was still on so she went down to turn it off when he started to hear screams then Luffy appeared in front of her.

—Mistress! Mistress!—called the little being—Master Harry is not well, he is outside screaming for someone called "Ron" he has a bottle in his hand, Luffy saw bottles of alcohol on the floor of the room, Luffy must have prevented the young master from drinking so much.

That worried Daphne too much, hers Harry was still bad and she had chosen to drown her sorrows in liquor.

—Don't feel bad Luffy, you're a good elf, I'll take care of it, you go to rest— I order then the elf disappeared.

She went out in search of her fiancé, when she got to the room she felt the smell of alcohol hitting her nostrils then she saw the door with the window open she noticed that it was raining, but she couldn't care less she went out, but she remembered that she didn't have her wand with her He quickly went back inside, found it where he had left it when he fell asleep, it was on the little table, he took it and went out again.

—Lumos—she lit her wand.

With the light she began to look for her boyfriend, while the rain fell relentlessly, from time to time she heard thunder or lightning that also lit up the sky, she walked barefoot while the rain soaked her until she finally began to hear the voice of his beloved.

She followed the trail of her voice until she finally found it and what she saw broke her heart.

Harry, her beloved Harry, the one who survived what no wizard or witch ever lived was there in front of her broken, drunk and broken while calling his fallen friend, tears began to come out of his eyes began to get closer to his beloved.

—Ron!, Ron!, Where are you?!—She asked shouting.

When he finally came along with his, I don't doubt it at any time made his arms around his torso hugging him from behind holding him tightly as if he was going to fall.

—Sh, sshh, ssshhh—she cooed—I've got you baby, I'll never let you down— she whispered softly—then she fell to her knees, she moved her arms now around her shoulders and again tightening her grip—easy, sshhh .

—I miss him— Harry murmur, shedding tears—I'm not going to let anyone hurt you, I'm not going to let anyone take you away from me, no one will take you away from me.

Daphne's heart pounded even harder and swelled at Harry's words, so she summoned all the strength she had and carried him out of the rain, when they were inside she applied a simple drying spell and they were both dry.

Then she took the bottle from Harry's hand and left it on the table making a mental note to keep her boyfriend away from that vile liquor, she carried him on her back until finally, after having made him vomit in the bathroom of his bedroom, she undressed him. Leaving him in his underpants, she sat him on the bed and then she undressed, climbed on the bed and pulled him, put Harry's head on her lap and began to make him sleep while stroking her boyfriend's unruly hair when sleep finally fell asleep. I reach it.

They say that the rain cleanses the soul of the marks of the past, while storms destroy everything in their path just like the truth often brings more pain than it comforts, but sooner or later it brings healing to a person's soul .

But that night the rain took away and cleaned the marks of the present past, the storm destroyed the guilt, fear and insecurity, the truth brought a deep pain but that with time will allow healing; Harry is purged tonight in body and spirit, the man who rises tomorrow will be one the wizarding world has never known.