Dracoula: The Vampire Within

Dracoula

By Matt Coggins

Hermione's Epilogue

I clutched Harry's dead hand and cried. He was gone. At first I didn't believe it.

"Harry?" I cried, nudging him in the chest. "Harry, wake up! Please wake up! Don't go! I love you!" I cried.

Hagrid came to comfort me. He said it would be okay, but I doubt that to this very day. Without Harry, I'm nothing.

Dumbledore came up with a funeral, and everyone from every house came. Through every moment, I cried, even when Crabbe asked where the beer was.

Everything that belonged to Harry in life went to me. I can't believe he had a will, and that he put me on it. I received the Marauder's Map, his invisibility cloak, the Firebolt, and some other things. I still don't know what to do with them.

After that, there was nothing. No one said anything about the boy who lived.

And my love life was ruined. Dating someone else was like... betrayal. I couldn't go through one date without having guilt erupt inside me. I loved Harry, and when you date someone other than the one you love, it feels horrible.

I dealt with that for a year. Yes, I am now in my seventh year. I hate going to all my classes and doing my work. It doesn't feel right, because usually I do Harry and Ron's instead.

I don't go to the library or any of the Quidditch matches- I can't go anywhere Harry or Ron went while they were alive.

And the wizarding world has been turned into hell since Harry's been gone. Lucius Malfoy took over the Ministry and Hogwarts. He keeps Dumbledore here to be the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, so he's helped me out a little.

I was so depressed one night, I took the invisibility cloak and went down the halls, as sort of a tribute to the guys. I found a room near the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom and I thought it would be a nice place to cry.

I walked in and found a large mirror. An inscription on the top said, "Erased stra ehru oyt ube cafru oyt on wohsi." I thought to myself, why would Dumbledore put I mirror in the middle of a classroom?

I walked in front of it and saw- people. Lot's of people ere in the mirror, but none were behind me. As I looked closer, I saw Harry, Ron, my parents, and everyone else I loved when they were alive. It was like this mirror showed my heart's deepest desire.

But how? This couldn't be possible- not even in the magic world. Something like this would be illegal. Nonetheless, I enjoyed my last moments with Harry.

To this very day, I long for that night. I sat at the Gryffindor table just wishing my friends were I here with me. As Dumbledore called me up to podium to graduate, I cried. I couldn't leave Hogwarts, it is my home. There is nowhere to go out in the real world. I had a future planned, but then Malfoy and Voldemort ruined it.

Now, as I pack, I procrastinate. Things like the bracelet Harry got me for Christmas last year I just can't put in the suitcase.

This makes me wish I was with Harry even more than before. I pick my wand up, and decided this was the best choice. I would be with the ones I love.

"Avada Kadavra,"