Thicker Than Blood—ALTERNATE ENDING!!
AUTHOR'S NOTES: I know that I have finished this story but this alternate ending had been in my mind since chapter 35 so I figured I'd post it as well.
This ending effect after Blake takes Harry to the hospital. about mid 35th chapter
The lyrics at the end belong to Kenny Chesney and are not mine.
By the way, if you want a Dumbledore funeral story, I'd suggest my story 'The Parting Glass'.
Kate wheeled quickly into Rowena Memorial Hospital and saw Blake leaning against the wall, his face red and blotched from crying. Hurrying up to her husband, her heart racing, Kate said, "Blake… please tell me Harry's not…"
Blake met his wife's eyes and her face fell. "Kate… I…"
Kate shook her head, tears falling down her cheeks. "Blake, no. Oh, God, please, no."
Blake fell to his knees and took Kate's shoulders. "Ha-Harry had massive internal injuries and… I am… so sorry, Katie. Harry's… gone."
Kate couldn't believe what she was hearing. "No. No, cause there was that potion and it brought me back so it can bring Harry back. We have to try, Blake."
Blake shook his head and showed Kate the palm of his hand where she could see butterfly bandages holding together an already-healing cut. "Silver brought the potion. I'm sorry."
Kate hugged Blake tightly, holding on to him as tightly as she could, sobbing loudly. "No… no… Not my son…"
Blake held his wife, trying to think… Their family had just started coming together. How could it be torn apart so soon?
Molly Weasley stood outside Gryffindor Tower trying to think of how to break the news about Harry to Ginny, Ron, Hermione, and Rae.
There was no easy way to do this so after a moment, Molly entered the common room and saw Her son and daughter sitting with Hermione and Rae.
"How's Harry?" Ron asked, looking anxious.
Molly faltered as she saw that her only little girl had been crying. How could she break her daughter's heart like this?
"It's bad news… isn't it?" Hermione asked, standing up.
Molly took a deep breath and decided that there was no way to avoid what had to take place. "Harry… had serious injuries… internal bleeding, head trauma… the blow to his spine paralyzed him from the neck down. The healers and doctors did what they could, but…" Molly saw the fear in the teenagers' eyes.
"Mum, tell me Harry's okay, please…" Ginny said, her voice pleading desperately.
Molly felt the tears fall down her face and she shook her head. "I'm sorry… Harry didn't make it."
Hermione collapsed into her chair, disbelieving. "No… He can't be… Harry can't be dead!"
Rae was in shock as she sat on one of the sofas in the common room. This couldn't be happening… This had to be a bad dream…
Rae looked up as Ron shouted, seeing Ginny's red braid briefly as she ran out of the room.
Ginny didn't know where she was going, she just ran. Finally she tripped and ended up sprawled on the floor. Sobbing, she sat up, and rested her back against the wall. She felt like someone had just stabbed her in the heart. How could Harry leave her like this?! "Please don't leave me…" Ginny cried, praying that somehow she'd feel Harry take her hand.
But no one came…
Harry was gone forever and he'd never know how much she loved him.
The school held funerals for Albus Dumbledore and Harry Potter a few days later.
McGonagall had presided over both services, and it took all of her control not to break down as she called Blake Thorton to give the eulogy for Harry.
Blake stood before what seemed like the entire wizarding world and he took a breath before speaking. "I never…" his voice caught and he had to take a moment before he could continue. "I never imagined that a magical world could exist… or that I'd meet a wonderful young man who had been so cruelly hurt by people he trusted. Harry's life was hard. His uncle and aunt abused him… because of them he'd been crippled. He came back from everything the world could throw at him. Harry's heart could have turned to stone but instead he showed the world the kindness… and love that the world had never shown him. Harry was my son… and it didn't matter that he wasn't actually related… 'cause some bonds are thicker than blood. I feel like… a piece of me has been ripped away. To most of the wizarding world Harry was a savior… To me… to his friends… Harry was more than that. We loved him. And life isn't as bright without him."
Blake started sniffling and he went to sit next to Kate.
Sirius went up next and after a long moment, he said started speaking. "Harry looked just like James, but… I saw more of Lily in his spirit. There's nothing I can say about Harry that hasn't been said already by Blake… and I know as much as we all will mourn the loss of… of one of the finest young wizards of our age… We can take comfort knowing that… that now Harry is with James and Lily." Turning to Harry's tomb, Sirius rested a hand on the white marble. "Good-bye, Prongslet."
The last funeral goers had finally left as the sun started to set.
Ginny stood before Harry's tomb for the longest time. She still couldn't believe that the one true love of her life was gone forever. "I don't know how to say good-bye. I loved you from the moment I first saw you. When I thought about the future… all I saw was you and me. Now you're gone."
'Sunny days seem to hurt the most
I wear the pain like a heavy coat
I feel you everywhere I go
I see your smile, I see your face
I hear you laughing in the rain
I still can't believe you're gone'
'It ain't fair, you died too young
Like a story that had just begun
But death tore the pages all away'
Ginny knelt down in the snow, a hand on Harry's tomb. "I wish I could have been with you in your last moments. I wish we could have gotten married… I wish I could have spent the rest of my life with you." Placing a gentle kiss on the white marble, Ginny whispered, "I'll never love anyone else, Harry. You took my heart with you."
Getting up, Ginny started back towards the castle. After a little while, the sun broke through a hole in the gray clouds and seemed to shine just on her. Feeling the warm glow, Ginny closed her eyes and let herself smile.
Opening her eyes, Ginny could almost see Harry standing with James, Lily, and Dumbledore standing by the two white tombs. Smiling, Ginny knew that somehow they would always be with her.
Turning, she finally went inside the castle, closing the door behind her.