Harry stood in the middle of the forbidden forest. He reached into his pocket and pulled out the Golden Snitch.

" I'm ready to die,"  Harry whispered. He raised it to his lips and kissed the tiny golden ball. The snitch opened revealing a small stone. The gray stone rose out of the snitch, Harry held it in his hands. " The Resurrection Stone". Harry closed his eyes and opened them. He opened them to see all his loves one standing there smiling proudly at him. Sirius, Lupin, his dad and mom. Harry stared at his mom. She held out her hand for him to grab it. Harry put his hand up and walked over to her, tried to grab her hand only to have it go straight through. Lily put her hand down smiling proudly at her son.

" You've been so brave sweetheart," Lily said to her son.

" Why are you here? All of you? " Harry asked.

" We never left," Lily answered smiling at him. Harry walked over to Sirius.

" Does it-does it hurt ? Dying? " Harry asked.

" Quicker than falling asleep," Sirius answered.

" You're nearly there," James said smiling proudly at his son.

" I'm sorry. I never wanted any of you to die for me," Harry chocked on his voice. " And Remus your son".

" Others will tell him what his mother and father died for. One day he'll understand," Remus explained.

" You'll stay with me? " Harry asked.

" Until the very end," James nodded.

" And I won't be able to see any to see you? " Harry asked gesturing to his mom.

" No, we're here you see," Sirius said pointing towards Harry's heart.

" Stay close to me," Harry whispered to his mom.

" Always," Lily promised her son. Harry opened his hand. The Resurrection Stone fell out. He looked out to find them gone, but they really weren't gone.

Voldemort and a few other Death Eaters were in the Forest waiting for Harry. two Death Eaters had Hagrid tied up.

" No sign of him, My Lord," a Death Eater said.

" I'd thought he'd come," Voldemort said disappointed. THen Harry walked into view and Voldemort glared. Harry stood about twenty feet away. Hagrid looked at him shocked.

" Harry ?? No ! What're yeh doin' 'ere !? " Hagrid shouted. Voldemort hissed at him to be quiet. The Death Eaters tightened the rope around Hagrid's neck to make him quiet.   He then turned to stare at Harry, with his wand raised.

" Harry Potter...The Boy Who Lived...Come To Die," Voldemort said slowly. " Avada Kedavra! " The spell hit Harry and all went black. Harry's hands felt cold and numb. He felt himself laying on something smooth. He opened his eyes just to be blinded by a bright light. He let his vision adjust before getting up. He no longer wore his jacket. He was clean no cuts, no blood or anything. Harry walked over to a bench. He looked under to find a corpse. He back away immediately. It was Voldemort's corpse, laying there slowly dying. 

" You can't help," a familiar voice spoke. Harry looked up stunned to see Dumbledore. Harry stood, from what he recently learned, he stayed calm. Dumbledore looked proud. " Harry, you wonderful boy. You brave man". Dumbledore smiled. " Lets walk". They began walking down the whiteness. 

" Professor, what is that ? " Harry asked as he looked back at the corpse.

" Something beyond neither of hope," Dumbledore answered. " A part of Voldemort sent here to die".

"And exactly where are we? " Harry asked.

" I was going to ask you that," Dumbledore said looking around. " Where would you say that we are ? "

" Well. It looks like Kings Cross Station. Only cleaner and without all the trains," Harry answered.

 " Kings Cross is that right ? " Dumbledore began. " This is as they say, your party. I except you now realize that yourself and Voldemort, have been connected by something other hand fate. Since that night in Godric's Hallow all those years ago".

" So it's true ? " Harry asked. " A part of him lives within me ? "

" Did," Dumbledore corrected. " It was destroyed moments ago by Voldemort himself. You were the Horcrux he never meant to make". They sat down at a bench.

" I am dead ? " Harry asked.

" No, you see Voldemort has killed the Horcrux within you. Everything linking him to you is now gone. For example your scar burning," Dumbledore explained.

" I have to go back haven't I ? " Harry  asked. 

" That's up to you. You decide your fate," Dumbledore answered.

" I have a choice? " Harry asked as they stood up.

" Yes, we're in King Cross you say? I think if you desired, you'll be able to board a train," Dumbledore said. 

" And were would it take me ? " Harry asked.

" On," Dumbledore answered walking away from him.

"  Voldemort has the Elder Wand," Harry said. Dumbledore faced him.

" True," Dumbledore said.

" And the snakes still alive," Harry stated.

" Yes," Dumbledore responded.

" And I have nothing to kill it with," Harry said.

" Help will be given to those who ask for it. I've always prized myself on my ability to turn. Phrase. Words are in my not so humble opinion, our most in exhaustible source of magic. Capable of both inflicting injury and remedying it. But I would, in this case, amend my original statement to this: Help will always be given to those at Hogwarts to those who deserve it," Dumbledore said smiling. " Do not pity the dead Harry. Pity the living. And all those who lives without love".

" Professor, my mother's Patronus was a doe, wasn't it? Same as Professor Snape's. It's curious. Don't you think? " Harry asked.

" Actually if I think about it. It doesn't seem so curious at all," Dumbledore said.

" Professor, is this real ? Or is it happening inside my head ? " Harry asked.

" Of course it happens inside your head, Harry. But why shouldn't that mean it is not real? " Dumbledore stated as he walked away.

" Professor? " Harry asked. " What should I do? Professor! " The next thing Harry knew he was back inside his body. On the hard ground of the forbidden forest. Voldemort on the other hand was also laying down on the ground.

" My Lord, My Lord...are you okay? " Bellatrix asked hovering over him.

" I don't need your help," he said pushing her away. He stood up and looked at Harry's body.

" Is he dead? " Bellatrix asked with anticipation. Harry felt someone kneel next to him, touched him took his pulse and gasped.

" Is he alive? Draco-is he alive ? " a person asked, it was Draco's mother. Narcissa Malfoy.

" Yes," Harry whispered.

" Dead," Nacrissa answered dramatically standing up and turning around. Voldemort let out a evil laugh as Hagrid burst into tears.

" Shut up you filthy oaf ! " Voldemort shouted at Hagrid, he was now chocking back tears. " Untie him ! "  They did as they were told. " Carry him! " Harry felt Hagrid pick up his body as if he were a baby. They began walking towards the castle in victory.