Chapter 41

She rocked back and forth, cradling Harry's lifeless body in her arms, whispering "I love you" over and over again.

As the night wore on, Poppy's tears slowly dried, replaced by a sense of peace and acceptance. She knew that Harry was no longer in pain, that he was finally at rest.

She gently laid Harry's body down, kissed his forehead, and whispered one final time, "I love you, Harry."

And as she did, a sense of calm washed over her, a sense of knowing that their love would live on, even in death.

Poppy sat with Harry's body for a long time, holding his hand and remembering the life they had built together. She thought about their first meeting, their first kiss, and their wedding day.

She remembered the way Harry used to make her laugh, the way he always knew how to make her feel better when she was down. She remembered the way he always supported her, encouraged her, and loved her unconditionally.