AN: OK, it's been wonderful, but this is the last chapter of Story of My Life. But don't worry - though this is a kind of a cliffie, it will be continued in my sequel, In All the World. I loved writing this one. In All the World will pick up at the beginning of the sixth book. There will be explanations - that's what the first chapter will be devoted to. The first chapter will hopefully be up within a week. And there might be another one-chapter thing that I'm considering writing, that is related to this. Thanks to all my reviewers. You made my first story possible.

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. But this particular plot line is partially mine.

Hermione POV

Yet again it was the corridor. Black, foreboding. We raced across it, desperate this time. The door flew open, and then we were in the circular room. The identical, unmarked handle - less black doors, set against black walls, with only flickering blue light to see by. Harry muttered something unintelligible, and then the door closed. The room became almost unreal, the shivering blue flamed hanging like ghosts. Then the room began to spin. I clutched Harry's arm. This wasn't supposed to happen. Then I remembered.

This wasn't a dream any longer.

It was reality.

Later...

Hermione POV

I had barely dodged about a hundred curses. I was lucky to be alive. That purple thing that hit Neville could just as easily hit me. Yet here I was, my back against Harry's, five members of the Order here, Neville nearly dead, Ron attacked by brains, and several Death Eaters trying to get the prophecy that was clutched in Harry's hand. We took off running, away from Malfoy.

/Catch!/ Harry shouted in my mind. I caught it and held it protectively against me. Harry was scrambling up the steps behind me.

I heard a shout of"Impedimenta!" and then Malfoy stopped trying to curse me. Then I tripped as a curse flew close to my head. The ball slipped out of sweaty hands. Harry made a desperate grab for it, but too late. The orb shattered. A figure rose out of it, saying something that I couldn't hear over the din.

Then I something that made me want to smile. "Dumbledore!" I shouted.

"What?" I spun him around, pointing.

"DUMBLEDORE!!" I felt something like electricity shoot through me. We were saved. I looked up towards the dais. Bellatrix and Sirius were still dueling. Sirius was laughing at Bellatrix.

"Come on, you can do better then that!" Then Bellatrix's curse hit him square in the chest.

The laughter had not quite died from his face, but his eyes widened in shock. It seemed to take Sirius an age to fall. His body curved in a graceful arc as he sank backward through the ragged veil, which fluttered for a moment then fell still. I heard Bellatrix's triumphant scream as I fell to my knees, knowing that Sirius was gone. I shook like a leaf. Dimly, I heard Harry yelling for Sirius, and Lupin trying to reason with him. And then there was another bang and a yell. I looked up to see Bellatrix running, Harry following.

"NO!" I screamed. "Harry! HARRY! Come back!" I got to my feet, began running towards where he had just left. Someone grabbed me. I whipped around to see Lupin.

"Let - me - go!" I yelled, struggling.

"Hermione, don't. Please..." I stopped struggling.

/HARRY! Come back. Please, come back.../ He was blocking me from his mind. I didn't know anything. I felt Lupin let go of me, saw him running towards Tonks. I saw Dumbledore leaving, and hoped he was going after Harry. Hot tears streamed down my face. I wouldn't be able to lose Harry too.

Luna came up to me. We stood together, watching as the Order members made sure the Death Eaters were secure. I saw tears on Lupin's face. He had just lost his best friend...that was the three of them. He was the last true Marauder. I felt a pang of sympathy towards him.

Then suddenly, I felt a sort of rushing of air. And then my head felt like it was bursting open. I knew I was feeling Harry's pain, and I was also sure that I was dying. This was pain beyond imagining, beyond endurance -

I was gone from the room, locked in the coils if a creature with red eyes, so tightly bound I didn't know where my body ended, where the creature's began...we were fused together, bound by pain...it was inescapable. The creature was speaking, and I knew dimly that Harry was speaking, but not I...this at least, I had been spared. I heard the words, though...

"Kill me now Dumbledore..." I agreed. Blinded and dying I only wanted release...

"If death is nothing, Dumbledore, kill the boy..." No! Not Harry. I now fought the creature, futilely. Harry wouldn't, couldn't die. I felt a swell of emotion, and then the pain was gone. I was lying on the floor, shivering. I slowly turned on my side. Lupin, Kingsley, and Mad - Eye were crouched around me, panic plain on their faces. I knew I had yet again survived, and Harry had too.

I was shaking violently, too weak to get up. But blearily, I saw through the gap in the Order members clustered around me, the veil. It was fluttering strangely, erratically, slowly gaining strength. It was whipping around now, back and forth. Then suddenly, it was still. Then something happened. I gasped, and Lupin turned around. Blank shock turned on his face, and then he got up and stumbled towards the steps. I pushed myself up, trembling.

The white, luminiscent shape of a woman took a tentative step out of the shadow of the veil. She was yanked up by an invisible force, her arms out, her head thrown back. There was a sound like high wind. Then the wind stopped, and the woman was dropped on the ground in a heap. The whiteness flared brightly, then died. The woman sat up, her eyes closed, red hair falling around her face. And then she opened her bright green eyes, and locked them with mine, a slow pure smile spreading across her face.

And so it ends... *tear* Please review. Tell me what you thought of my first story.