Harry's POV

After finding the truth about Severus Snape, it's time to find my sister and... Face Voldemort. I am not supposed to survive. My job is to calmly walk into death's welcoming arms. And finally be with my family again. The five of us: Lilith, mom, dad, me and Sirius.

I feel my heart pounding fiery in Tim chest as I search every corner of the dungeons for my fallen sister.

Another hero, a warrior that fought valiantly for her ideas. But had a tragic ending. I final find her body under a dark mattress, places strategically on top of her to make her invisible for those around here.

Thank you, Malfoy.

I grab her by the shoulder and legs, carrying her around the hallways full of wizards fighting against Death Eaters. Good versus evil.

Once in the safety of a very dark broom closet, I pull the Invisibility Cloak over me and my sister and start walking again, this time, an idea forming in my head. I know exactly eat I have to do. I have to finish this war because, let's face it, if we give Voldemort what he wants, he'll stop the killings. I'm sure. Okay, not so sure but I believe he'll stop tormenting people.

I find a lot of people along the way, all of them oblivious to me slithering past them like a real snake. How talented...

I move down the steps and out into the darkness of the night. It is nearly four in the morning, and there's no sign of Voldemort or any of his followers. As this occurs to me, I look down at my sister's arm, finding his mark on her. How could he do that to Lilith?

Wow, I can be so innocent and naive sometimes. Of course he would do that to her; and sending his precious snake after her was part of his master plan as well.

I find Neville as I try to walk out of the school and an idea pops in my mind.

"Neville."

"Blimey, Harry, you nearly gave me heart failure!"

I pull off the Cloak, facing Neville as he eyes my sister. I shut him up with a look.

"Where are you going, alone?" Neville asks suspiciously.

"It's all part of the plan. There's something I've got to do. Listen, Neville-"

"Harry!" Neville looks suddenly scared. "Harry, you're not thinking of handing yourself over?"

"No." I easily lie. "Course not... This is something else. But I might be out of sight for a while. You know Voldemort's name, Neville? He's got a huge snake... Calls it Naginiz.."

"I've heard, yeah. What about it?"

"It's got to be killed. Ron and Hermione know that, but just in case they..."

The image of my best friends' dead bodies, just like Lilith's in my arms right now. I can't take another death, after her, Fred and Snape. I pull myself together, I have to tell Neville this.

"Just in case they're busy and you get the chance-"

"Kill the snake?"

"Kill the snake." I repeat.

"All right, Harry, You're okay, are you?"

"I'm fine. Thanks, Neville."

But Neville seizes my wrist as I try to leave and pull the Cloak over me and my sister.

"We're all going to keep fighting, Harry. You know that?"

"Yeah, I-"

He pats me on the shoulder and turns to leave. I swing the Cloak back over us and continue my small journey. Before I can take twenty steps forward, I see someone leaning over another figure on the floor. As my feet take me to them, I realize it's Ginny. I stop in my tracks to see her talking to a girl who is whispering for her mother.

"It's all right." Ginny says. "It's okay. We're going to get you inside."

"But I want to go home." The girl whispers. "I don't want to fight anymore!"

"I know." Ginny says and her voice breaks. "It's going to be all right."

The image of her trying to calm down a dying girl brings tears to my eyes as I look down at Lilith. What am I going to do now? She's not here to guide me

Ginny is kneeling beside the injured girl, holding her hand. With a huge effort I force myself to keep walking.

I move past my friends as they all try to help each other in this war, and my body is squeezing the hell of my heart, aching to stay by their sides and fight.

But this is the only way I an finish this war. This is my way of fighting, this is how I'll protect everyone. Now that I reach the edge of the forest, I stop.

A couple of Dementors awaits me, floating amongst the trees. I can feel the cold, and I clutch Lilith's body against mine in desperate need of a friendly hand on my shoulder.

Unfortunately, I have no strength left to produce a Patronus. Then it's time to die, huh?

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Lilith's POV

I open my eyes and find my brother, but he's not looking at me, well not the me I think I am. Okay that was confusing as hell.

I look up from my brother, who is carrying by body. I look around and tap Harry on his shoulder. He lays my body on the floor in front of him and stares at something beside me.

I gasp when I notice what he's staring at. Or better, who. Our parents, as young as I remember them, as beautiful and amazing as the picture Harry had back at our uncle's house. My mother, Lily, smiles sweetly at her son, not noticing me, well the two Lilith's. But dad does and looks between me and my body on the floor. He has a very sad look on his eyes and grabs my hand in his. That's when Harry sees me.

"Hey, bro." I say timidly, not sure of his reaction.

He stares at his family like a fish, opening and closing his mouth several times before settling for a subtle wave. I can see the tears shining in his eyes and he holds his hand out for me to grab. I try, hell I really try, but something about being dead and all... Impossible. I miss being next to him, I miss his kind words, I miss everything. I miss Harry, Mione, Ron, Pansy, Blaise...

Draco.

When I sniff to stop my own tears from falling, I look around and see Sirius and another man staring at the infamous Potter twins. I instantly know that man is Lupin, it just clicks in my mind. The scars on his face help me too.

I take my time inspecting my parents. They look so your for dead people. Now, that sounded extremely rude. Dad and Harry are exactly the same height. He is wearing the clothes in which he died, and his hair is untidy and ruffled, just like mine and Harry's. We have our mom's eyes.

Sirius is standing tall, eyeing his godson with pride and Lupin's face shines with both pride and sadness.

Mom's smile is the widest of them all. She pushes her long hair back as she looks at Harry and I with love. She grips her husband's hand.

"You've been so brave, my children."

I can't speak, and by the look on his face, neither can Harry.

"You are nearly there." Dad says. "Very close. We are... So proud of you."

"Does it hurt?" Harry asks the five of us, focusing specially on me. The adults let me answer my brother's question.

"Dying?" He nods. "It's quick. It doesn't hurt."

"Quicker and easier than falling asleep." Sirius says.

"And he will want to be quick. He wants it over." Lupin ads.

"I didn't want you to die." Harry says. "Any of you. I'm sorry..." He addresses Lupin more than any of us now. "Right after you'd had your son... Remus, I'm sorry-"

"I am sorry too. Sorry I will never know him, but he will know why I died and I hope he will understand. I was trying to make a world in which he could live a happier life." Remus Lupin's smile is sad.

And it breaks my heart.

I know what my brother is about to do. He is going to give himself to Voldemort. He is basically committing suicide. But I'll be there for him. Literally, he is taking fm body with him.

A chilly breeze that seems to emanate from the heart of the forest lifts the hose at the back of my neck.

"You'll stay with me?" Harry asks like a big baby. But I understand him.

"Until the very end." Mom and dad say at the same time.

"They won't be able to see you?" Harry asks.

"We are part of you. Invisible to anyone else." Sirius answers.

Harry looks at me with sad eyes and I smile tightly at him, fighting my own tears. Aren't ghosts supposed to be emotionless? Then why do I have the urge to cry in Harry's arms?

"Stay close to me." He says quietly.

And he picks up me body, walking to the forest. A small pain on my chest brings me to my knees and everything around me turns black before I feel my body being lifted by two warm arms. I don't dare open my eyes, to afraid to see what's in front of me.

"Harry Potter and Lilith Potter... The Twins Who Lived."

The only thing I remember before darkness engulfs me is a bright green light being thrown at me and words I'll never forget coming out of the mouth of the evilest man on earth.

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I sit on the white bed I'm currently lying on. Looking around, I find myself in a very white room: white ceiling and walls, white bed, white table, white floor. Everything is white.

"I'm glad you're awake."

I turn to the voice as fast as I can and find myself in front of Pansy. I thought she was dead. But wait... I'm dead too, so does that mean we get to hang out here in whatever this place is?

"Pansy..." I whisper and circle my arms around her shoulders, pulling her close. "Oh, I missed you so much."

"I miss you too, Lil." She smiles at me. "I'm glad you're here, we can finally talk."

"What?"

"You have to make a decision." Pansy says calmly.

"What kind of decision? You know too well I'm not good at deciding things."

Pansy sighs and sits on the bed, patting the empty space next to her. I sit and wait patiently for her to elaborate.

"You have to decide if you want to stay or go. I can tell you a lot but I can tell you this: you and Harry weren't just people to You-Know-Who. That night, the night he killed your parents, he tore his soul again, leaving something behind, inside the two of you. So that means you an-"

"Harry and I are Horceuxes." I whisper.

"Took you long enough to understand that." Pansy mocks me and knocks me off the bed.

I fall on my back on the floor, containing my laughs as she peeks at me and Smiles deviously.

"Oh, you little Slytherin bitch!" I scream and attack her, making her fall beside me as well.

I grabbed her feet. That's how she fell.

"Our friends are dead, Lil." She says when our laughs die down. "Andrev, our gay best friend... Little Louise and her crush, that tall boy.... What's his name?"

"I-I..." I stutter, searching for the answer on my mind. It's in the tip of my tongue but I can't remember. "I don't remember."

"And then there's Hugh, remember him? Your crush when you first came to Hogwarts. Your first boyfriend in the magical world!"

I nod in fake excitement. I can't help but wonder who these people all. I don't remember ever hearing their names.

Okay, what's happening here?

"You have to choose, Lilith. Do you want to stay here with me and your old friends... Your family, the real and the biological... Or do you want to go back to your brother?"

She gives me some time to think and I know what I have to do. I have to help Harry whenever I can, and going back to him is the only way I can do it.

"I guess you already know." She says, noticing me hopeful expression.

"Yeah... I have to go back." She smiles at my words.

"I knew it. You're such a good person..."

I hug her as we lay on the white, cold floor. She smiles against my shoulder, her tears soaking my shoulder. I feel a few years running down my own cheeks and pull her closer to me.

"I'll always remember you, Parkinson."

"And I'll always remember you, Potter." She sniffs and let's me go. "You just have to follow the light and your heart will guide you home."

I get up and help her to her feet. We hug once again, probably for the last time. I'll miss her, so so so much...

"I love you, Lil."

"I love you too, Pans."

"Don't forget about me, okay?" She holds her pinky finger up and I wrap our pinkies together. "Tell that Zabini ass I love him."

"I will." I smile at her and leave her behind.

I start walking to the light on front of me when I remember something. I quickly turn back around and cover my eyes with my arms.

"Who were those people you were talkin about?"

Pansy looks shocked by my words but keeps the smile on her face.

"Remember when I Obliviated your memories of Draco?" I nod and she continues. "It's probably messing with your mind. I'm not sure if you'll remember anything when you get back..."

I nod, sad.

"Is this real? I'm supposed to be dead, and dead people don't get to live again!"

"And so am I! But you should know that magic isn't predictable."

The light becomes too bright and I cover my eyes before I go blind. I look behind me to see only an empty room, Pansy long gone.

I take a careful step forward and feel another pair of arms around me, holding me to a hard chest.

What happened to me?

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I'm okay... I'm fine... This chapter didn't affect me at all! Ah ah just kidding I'm a crying baby right now!

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