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through his eyelids, Harry saw bursts of red
and silver light shoot into the air in celebration.
Still feigning death on the ground, he understood. Narcissa knew that the only
way she would be permitted to enter Hogwarts,
and find her son, was as part of the conquering army. She no longer cared whether
"You see?" screeched Voldemort over the tumult. "Harry Potter is dead by my
hand, and no man alive can threaten me now!
Harry had been expecting it, knew his body would not be allowed to remain
unsullied upon the forest floor; it must be subjected
to humiliation to prove Voldemort's victory. He was lifted into the air, and it took all his
determination to remain limp, yet the pain he