Your mother died to save you. If there is one thing Voldemort cannot understand it is love. Love as powerful as your mothers for you leaves its own mark. To have been loved so deeply even though the person who loved us is gone will give us some protection forever.

Ginny listen...I cant be involved with you anymore. Weve got to stop seeing each other. We cant be together.Its for some stupid noble reason isnt itIts been like...like something out of someone elses life these last few weeks with you. But I cant...we cant...Ive got to do things alone now. Voldemort uses people his enemies are close to. Hes already used you as bait once and that was just because you were my best friends sister. Think how much danger youll be in if we keep this up. Hell know hell find out. Hell try and get me through you.What if I dont careI care. How do you think Id feel if this was your funeral...and it was my fault...

and he suddenly knew that if she killed herself he would die. Maybe not immediately maybe not with the same blinding rush of pain but it would happen. You couldnt live for very long without a heart.

And what would humans be without loveRARE said Death.

I think I fell in love with her a little bit. Isnt that dumb But it was like I knew her. Like she was my oldest dearest friend. The kind of person you can tell anything to no matter how bad and theyll still love you because they know you. I wanted to go with her. I wanted her to notice me. And then she stopped walking. Under the moon she stopped. And looked at us. She looked at me. Maybe she was trying to tell me something I dont know. She probably didnt even know I was there. But Ill always love her. All my life.

Love is how you stay alive even after you are gone.

Stop fighting me he said trying to pull on the arm he held.He was in a precarious position himself straddling the rail as he tried to lean over far enough to get me and actually hold onto me.Let go of me I yelled back.But he was too strong and managed to haul most of me over the rail enough so that I wasnt in total danger of falling again.See heres the thing. In that moment before I let go I really had been contemplating my death. Id come to terms with it and accepted it. I also however had known Dimitri might do something exactly like this. He was just that fast and that good. That was why I was holding my stake in the hand that was dangling free.I looked him in the eye. I will always love you.Then I plunged the stake into his chest.It wasnt as precise a blow as I would have liked not with the skilled way he was dodging. I struggled to get the stake in deep enough to his heart unsure if I could do it from this angle. Then his struggles stopped. His eyes stared at me stunned and his lips parted almost into a smile albeit a grisly and pained one.Thats what I was supposed to say. . . he gasped out.Those were his last words.

Things we lose have a way of coming back to us in the end if not always in the way we expect.

My dearFind what you love and let it kill you.Let it drain you of your all. Let it cling onto your back and weigh you down into eventual nothingness.Let it kill you and let it devour your remains.For all things will kill you both slowly and fastly but its much better to be killed by a lover. Falsely yours

If you gave someone your heart and they died did they take it with them Did you spend the rest of forever with a hole inside you that couldnt be filled