Chapter Eighty-Eight

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Before Harry left for the Forest, he and Morgan spoke to one another. He saw Morgan standing at the blasted doors that was leading to the Forest. His eyes were all red and puffy from crying. From the looks of it, Harry knew that Morgan have seen this end for some time now. He approached Morgan, and for the first time he found it hard to look at the young man in the eye.

"I'll walk with you," Morgan said.

Harry nodded. The two of them walked side by side through the rubble.

"There was a reason why Dumbledore had me along in your lessons," Morgan began. "But after you left, he would ask me to stay... and he would show me another memory... it shows the memory of someone seeing the night your parents died from outside the window... and he kept asking me why didn't you die, why did Voldemort fall... I didn't know it at the time... but then, after Dumbledore's death, everything became clear... I started to have visions about the horcruxes."

"So, you knew all this time," Harry said.

"Dumbledore made me take the Unbreakable Vow... he made me swear not to tell you the whole prophecy that I saw until you found the truth yourself... the prophecy of the war."

"Can I hear it?"

They were almost at the Forest.

"A dog shall hear the whispers; a wolf will seek those has taken the oath of perpetuity; a falcon will reach an island no Muggle can reach... And all the while, the Chosen One shall seek what remains of the eight fractured souls. One was stolen under our noses – the other hidden in gold and silver – the other forgotten in the castle – the other hides by its master's side – and the last one," Morgan turned to Harry. "Walks among us... unknowing of what he truly is. Neither one can live with the other. Only one shall survive."

They stopped atop the hill just before the Forest. Harry turned to Morgan and finally met the boy's eyes.

"I guess I never really knew Dumbledore," Harry said. "What about Snape. Did you know about him? About what he did?"

"No..." Morgan's brows furrowed.

Harry was not sure if it was because of their walk that his heart was now calm. It amazed him how Morgan knew exactly what to do. Like he was this guardian that he never knew.

"We were wrong about him," Harry said. "All this time, we thought he was the enemy, it turns out he was –"

"The unspoken hero," Morgan concluded. "Of course."

They turned to the Forest.

"I remember, back when we went to save Ginny at the Chamber... you said that if I had the Sword of Gryffindor, then I would live," Harry said. "Anything I should know before I..."

Morgan took Harry's hand. It was cold and trembling.

"I remember what Ron said back in fourth-year – Divination – about his star-reading for you... you're going to suffer, but you will be happy about it... what are you feeling right now?"

"I don't know," Harry said. "I'm not sure."

"The stone will give you clarity, Harry," Morgan said.

Harry nodded, "Thank you, Morgan."

As Harry walked into the Forest, Morgan went back to the castle. His heart beating faster than normal as the visions he is seeing kept changing into two possibilities, and the decision depends all on a mother's love for her son.

~*~

Carina watched in sadness as Theodore kept checking his father's pockets for something. After a while of trying to console him, Theodore suddenly had this idea that his father might have something to help them kill the Dark Lord, so he's been fishing in his father's pockets, and the coat that his father made him wear. Carina tried to make him stop but Sirius told her to let him be.

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