Me Watching Harry Potter and the Order Of The Pheonix

D: OOH PRETTY FLAME. OH MY GOO IT'S GOING TO EAT ME.
splasy
V: yyeaaahhh I'm so constipated why must you do this to me dumbly?
Glass shatters. Dumbly...always there to protect.
...Voldy trying to be a ballerina. Then...into the boy he goes.
And the I am standing, holding harry's hand as he goes down.

"Oh no oh no oh no. Get out of him! Get out! You don't belong! Take me! Take me instead! No! We have not lost!"
--"Harry, it's not how you are alike. It's how you are not."
"Harry..."
--"You're the weak one. You will never know love or friendship. And I feel sorry for you."
--"You're a fool, Harry Potter. And you will lose everything."
"Starting with this girl."
And he possesses me.
"No!"
"Get OUT, TOM! GET OUT! You awful....how could you ever become such a monster!"
But more importantly.
"You think you will win, but you have no idea. Harry...he is stronger. Stronger than you will ever be. Stronger than you could ever imagine. You have no idea. *laughs* I'm the only other one who can see his feelings AND his thoughts, his dreams AND his ideas, his desires AND his memories. You are only in his mind, and not forever even. I am in his heart. Maybe not forever either, but those things last a lifetime anyways. Memories fade. The heart never does. You will fade. Harry's attempts, deeds, and successes will live on."
"Silly girl...."
"But all of that doesn't *gasps for air* matter...right...now... GET OUT OF MY HEAD! GET! OUT!"
"you will die"
"No!"
Harry shakes me.
"No! K[itty]! No!"
"yes. Potter. YESS..."
"No, Voldemort. You will lose. You will lose everything. GET OUTTTT!"
One last arch of the back.
One last scream.
And he is shoved out of my body.
My body goes limp.
The ministry comes in. The minister comes in. They see my back arch. They hear my scream. They see me scream. They see Voldemort rush out of my chest, rush out of my mouth, rush out of my eyes, rush out of my nose. I can't breathe. I don't think anyone breathed for a few seconds.
And just like that, they see Voldemort standing. And just like that, he's gone.
"He's back."
And I am limp.
Dumbledore is bent over me.
"K[itty]? K[itty]?"
I don't know it, but I am in Harry's arms.
No, not in a romantic way. But he's holding me because that's the way I fell. Well, I didn't really fall. 'twas indeed the way I got down next to him when Voldemort went inside of him. He's one of my best friends, you know.
But I am on the ground. And he was too.
But Voldemort is gone now. And so am I.
"Her heart! Her heartbeat! Dumbledore! She's dead! She's not breathing! NOO!"
And just after losing Sirius too. It was all but too much to bear. But, oh, it WAS too much to bear. As he goes into shock...as does the rest of the people there...Tonks...Hermione...Ron...Fudge...everyone...only Dumbledore stays calm. But, wait, he's shaking. Even Dumbldore is shaken. He lifts me up and Harry and apparates back to Hogwarts. He rushes through the doors of the hospital wing with me in his arms and pulling Harry, who is in almost too bad of shape to even walk.
"But Dumbledore.."
"Shh. Madame Pomfrey! Please would you make a bed right now?"
She comes out of her office, rubbing her eyes.
"But Dumbledore. It's so late...OH OH NO ...OH dear me... Yes, yes, right away. How bad is it? Is she..?"
He lays me on the bed.
"She's not breathing."
"She's not--- but Dumbledore! We should take her to St. Mungo's now!"
"I'm afraid there's nothing they can do for her there."
"But...the parents...her family..."
"Are half way around the world. Please, just...prepare a bed for her...with an extra curtain around it for those who wish to see her in privacy. And please, would you send an owl for Fred Weasley? Or a patronus? Whichever one is faster will do."
Harry is crying. Madame Pomfrey has the same look of shock on her face.
"yes...yes...of course, but...yes." and she hurries off.
She knows Fred is my boyfriend. She knows how much he cares about me and how much I cared about him. She sends the patronus and Harry sits on a chair inside the extra curtain next to me in the bed. Dumbledore, after one last glance and a shaking hand on Harry's shaking shoulder, spins out of the hospital wing to attend to the minister, my friends, the people's realization that we were right about Voldemort being back all along, the media, and eventually...receiving Fred at the great door of Hogwarts.


Now back to the real thing [I would keep writing, but it's late and I should go to bed. It's okay though. This is all marked into my head forever.]:


Stupidest line ever: "He's back."
NO DIP SHERLOCK THAT'S WHAT WE'VE BEEN TRYING TO TELL YOU THIS ENTIRE MOVIE DIPWAD!!

Oh, the awful confrontation.
--"It's my fault."
--"No it's mine."
NO YOU IDIOTS. IT'S MINE. I KNEW THIS WAS GOING TO HAPPEN ALL ALONG AND I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING TO STOP IT.
"no. You couldn't stop it. You can't. It's against everything."
"that doesn't keep it from being awful."
H: OMG A GIRL GRABBED MY HAND WITHOUT CRYING ALL OVER ME OR HIDING BEHIND A BUSH.

--H: "We've got one thing that Voldemort doesn't have."
--R: Yeah?
--H: Something worth fighting for.