Albus placed his lips on Quinn's. Her soft lips were motionless, even when Albus kissed them. He took his lips off hers and wiped his face with his hand to get rid of some of the blurriness, but it didn't help, because he cried harder than before. He threw his hands around her, and cried. "Wake up. Please, Quinn, I love you, I have for a long time, wake up. Wake up!" he muttered, when he noticed something that got his heart skip a beat.

While his head was on Quinn's chest, he could hear her heart beat. That suggested she was still alive. The first thing he did was take off his t-shirt and used all his shaky might to rip it, so he could wrap it around her head, as one of the things he'd learned from the Muggle book he'd read in the holidays that pressure would help stop bleeding. He wrapped it around her, moving her hair out of the way as he did so. He also knew he should've cleaned the cut or something, but with that fight going on - even though he wasn't visible behind the pile of rubble - he didn't really have anything on hand to- then it struck him. He could use his wand! He took off the fabric - carefully - and took out his wand and pointed it to a small strap of fabric. "Aguamenti!" he said, and a strong jet of water soaked the fabric.

He dabbed Quinn's head with it gently, then continued wrapping the other straps around her head. He  prayed to himself she would live, and when he finished wrapping it around her head he took her hand. "Quinn. If you don't open your eyes right now, I don't know what I'd do actually. Just wake up. Please?" he said, before kissing her once more. He didn't know what he expected. He might have thought she was actually dead, that her heartbeat was an illusion. So when her lips twitched at his touch, his heart jolted. He immediately pulled off, and looked at her. Her eyelids twitched, and her perfect grey-blue eyes appeared. her mouth twitched too, and it broke into a small smile. "Don't say anything. You're going to be alr-" as he said it, he was interrupted by a loud explosion.

Albus sat up straight so he could look over the rubble to see what was going on. The large monument that had still stood before, was now gone. His father stood next to the remains, his face flustered and dirty. He'd destroyed the last Horcrux.

"Al..." a small voice said behind him. He immediately looked at Quinn. She was gazing at the other side of the rubble and when Albus followed her gaze, a large bald man was standing there.

"Albus Severus Potter." He said, in a high-pitched voice. "Saved the girl, ruined the enemies' weapon. Now the only thing left to do for you, is kill the enemy himself." He said. Before Albus could do something, Quinn was shifted towards him. "The problem is, it's you, or the girl. I can't have both of you living." He had Quinn in his grip, his wand pointed at her neck. Albus didn't know what to do. If he attacked the bald man, he'd have Quinn dead quicker. So, he had to make some diversion. And quick.

The idea was stupid, and most likely to fail, but it was the only thing he could think of to save Quinn. "You know what, I could help you." He said, trying his best to keep his voice stable. "I can help you become the best dark lord. In fact, I even have a special weapon at the ready for you." He said. The bald man seemed interested.

"You're lying. What is this special weapon?" he asked, his eyes narrowed to slits.

"I know a Horcrux for you. The best. No one will ever know, and I will Obliviate myself from it." Albus said.

The Dark Lord N. 2 didn't believe him, but was interested and probably afraid. "What is it?"

"If I told you, you'd disapparate with Quinn." Albus said, and the bald man laughed.

"You're clever, Potter." he said.

Albus eyed the man. "But I could still help you to become closer to the old Dark Lord than ever. Maybe, even further." The bald man had a light grip on Quinn by now, who seemed to have noticed this to be a chance. As the focus was on Albus, she managed to get her leg free, and aimed a kick. The bald man sunk to the ground in pain, and Albus threw his spell. Even though he didn't want to, he felt like he had to. "Avada Kedavra." he said, and the New Dark Lord was now dead. Quinn ran - it was more a drunk run because her head was probably throbbing like hell - towards Albus and threw herself in his arms.

She looked up for a second, and Albus kissed her. After a very long time they broke off. First, Albus walked towards the motionless body of the Dark Lord 2.0 and pulled the knobbed wand out of his hand. The Elder Wand was his, even though he didn't want it. He stuck it in his pocket. "Quinn, stay here." he said, before marching over the rubble. There was still a massive fight going on. He decided to break the fight, but the question was, how? He had just killed the Dark Lord 2.0 since he was like nothing compared to the actual You-Know-Who, but didn't know how to stop this fight. Then he got an idea. Albus raised his wand and decided to use the red-sparks spell they'd learned in fourth year. He performed it, and yelled, "HEY!"

The fighting died down as people looked at Albus. He nearly choked when he saw some of the bodies on the ground, but took a deep breath and continued. "The New Dark Lord is dead. I killed him. There is no more of him." he said. Behind him, Quinn slowly walked, skipped, crawled and stood next to Albus, her hair a complete mess in Albus' shirt-turban that was now colored red. Some people disapparated, others were so shocked they didn't notice there were people attacking them. But Albus did know one thing for sure now, Quinn liked him. Next to him, she reached for his hand, and Albus helped her from the rubble-mountain. He let her lean on him, as they walked towards Hannah Longbottom, who was trying to mend people. As Albus walked there, his eyes were watery and he had a hard time not to cry, seeing all those dead bodies.

Luke Finnigan, Ervin Jones, and, to Albus' great surprise as he was rather sure she'd left, Felicia Bennett, holding hands with the also dead Flynn. But one killed Albus the most. There was one red-head on the floor, surrounded by the rest of Albus' family, and Albus saw a glimpse of the body. Uncle George. Fred and Roxanne were crying, and Aunt Angelina was completely heart-broken, Albus could see that. Albus helped Quinn further to Hannah, who smiled at Albus.

"I'll take her from here." she said, and Albus nodded. Suddenly someone placed his hand on Albus' shoulder.

"I'm very proud of you, Albus." said Harry, Albus' father. Albus spun around to face him, and was hugged by him. "I was so afraid you'd died when you left, I knew what you were going to do and where you were going, but when you and Quinn were gone, I kept imagining you dead." he said, and Albus smiled.

"It's all over now, Dad. We lived." He said, and his father nodded.

"But how did you do it? He had the Elder Wand, didn't he?" Albus took the wand out of his pocket and handed it to his father.

"You keep it. I know you can do it, Dad. At least I know I can't. But I'm going to find myself a jacket or T-Shirt or something, it's kind of cold in here. And after that, I'd like to go home." Albus said, as Harry took off the jacket he was wearing and handed it to Albus. Albus put it on and closed it. Then he turned back to Quinn, who was smiling up at Albus while Hannah tended to her head. Her hair was sticky and red-ish, but she didn't seem to care. And Albus had to admit that she still looked amazing with her hair like that.

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The Living room in the Burrow was a very sad place to be, because everyone was crying over George. Albus had cried too, but then he, Quinn, Tyler, Rose and Scorpius had gone upstairs. Harry had told both Scorpius and Tyler to contact their families to go home, but Mr Malfoy and Oliver Wood had both said Tyler and Scorpius were allowed to stay with the Weasleys because they trusted them to keep them safe. Harry then said that they both were to tell them they could also come over to the Burrow, so they did. The only one not so into that was Uncle Ron, who was grumbling about Mr Malfoy coming over. In any case the five friends were sitting in Albus and Tyler's room, talking and laughing. Quinn - who had showered, so her hair was all pretty again - held onto Albus' hand.

"Wow, it actually feels like first year a bit." Scorpius said, and Rose smiled.

Albus nodded. "Say Rose, does Uncle Ron know about you and Scorpius yet?" Rose's cheeks flushed, as she shook her head. "Shouldn't you tell him. I mean, Your dad knows, doesn't he?" he said to Scorpius. Scorpius nodded.

"He does, and he said, wait, what did he say again, oh right. 'That's fine with me, to be honest, I had expected it.'" They all laughed. Everything was being great. Rose got up.

"You know what, let's tell him now." she said, "I don't care if he doesn't want us together. I am completely independent and of age, so it doesn't even matter." The others got up too and followed Rose and Scorpius who, while holding hands, were descending the stairs. Oliver Wood and his wife, together with Mr Malfoy and Mrs Malfoy. Everyone looked at Rose and Scorpius when they came down, and the difference in their reactions were absolutely hilarious.

Ron looked so shocked that if he had held something it would've dropped, Aunt Hermione was smiling knowingly, Mr Malfoy smiled that way too, and Mrs Malfoy was just utterly surprised.

"Are you- Is this- Did you?" Uncle Ron muttered, and after seeing Hermione's angry look gave in. "Sure. Umm, okay." he said, which brightened the mood of the entire room. He then took a deep breath. "Why don't we just play some Quidditch." he said, and he got up.

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So, I know I said I would make this Chapter a lot longer but it would be a very bad chapter. So, let's just say the next Chapter with the Quidditch game will be updated today. Anyway, I hope you're all happy with the outcome with Quinn.

There will be maybe 2 or 3 more chapters. After that, my book has ended. But if you like my writing whatsoever read my other stuff:

What if the Dark Lord killed Harry

The Romeo & Juliette

Tell me what you think of this chapter and don't hate me for not making it super long, the next chapter will be up today. (Maybe not in half an hour because I'm a hungry person and need food).

Love,

Florence

PS: Holy Cow, the prequel to this has almost reached 7K like WHAT?