Minerva McGonagall: Why don't you confer with Mr. Finnigan? As I recall, he has a particular proclivity for pyrotechnics.
Seamus Finnigan: I can bring it down!
Minerva McGonagall: That's the spirit, now away you go.
Harry Potter: [Walking into a clearing in the Forest, Harry pulls the Snitch from his pocket] I'm ready to die.
[He kisses it, and it opens to reveal a small black stone]
Harry Potter: The Resurrection Stone...
[he holds it in his hands, and closes his eyes. As he opens them, his parents, Sirius, and Remus appear in the clearing]
Lily Potter: [Lily smiles at her son and holds her hand out to him. Harry reaches out to touch it, but finds his own hand just passes through hers] You've been so brave, sweetheart.
Harry Potter: Why are you here? All of you?
Lily Potter: We never left.
Harry Potter: [He turns to Sirius] Does it-does it hurt?
Dying?
Sirius Black: Quicker than falling asleep.
James Potter: You're nearly there, son.
Harry Potter: I'm sorry. I never wanted any of you to die for me.
[He turns to Lupin]
Harry Potter: And Remus, your son...
Remus Lupin: Others will tell him what his mother and father
died for. One day, he'll understand.
Harry Potter: You'll stay with me?
James Potter: Until the end.
Harry Potter: And he won't be able to see you?
Sirius Black: No.
[He reaches towards Harry's heart]
Sirius Black: We're here, you see.
Harry Potter:
Stay close to me.
Lily Potter: Always.
[He drops the Stone, and is once again alone]
Bellatrix Lestrange: The boy... is he dead?
Narcissa Malfoy: [Leaning into Harry, her eyes widen as she feels his heart still beating] Is he alive? Draco, is he alive?
Narcissa Malfoy: [after Harry nods, she stands and faces Voldemort] Dead.
Harry Potter: You were right. When you told Professor Snape that wand was failing you. It will always fail you!
Lord Voldemort: I killed Snape!
Harry Potter: But what if that wand never belonged to Snape? What if its allegiance was always to someone else? C'mon, Tom... let's finish this the way we started it. Together!
Luna Lovegood: Harry, wait, I need to talk to you.
Harry Potter: I'm a bit preoccupied at the moment, Luna.
Luna Lovegood: You won't find it where you're going, you're wasting your time.
Harry Potter: We'll talk later, ok?
Luna Lovegood: Harry!
Harry Potter:
Later!
Luna Lovegood: Harry Potter! You listen to me right now! Don't you remember what Cho said about Rowena Ravenclaw's diadem? There's not a person alive whose seen it. It's obvious isn't it? You have to talk to someone whose dead.
Flitwick: You do realize we can't keep out You-Know-Who indefinitely.
Minerva McGonagall: That doesn't mean we can't delay him. And his name is Voldemort, Filius. You might as well use it, he's going to try and kill you either way.
Professor Severus Snape: No! Don't kill me!
Professor Albus Dumbledore: The prophecy did not refer to a women. It spoke of a boy born at the end of July.
Professor Severus Snape: Yes but, he thinks its her son! He intends to hunt them down now, to kill them. Hide her, hide them all. I beg you.
Professor Albus
Dumbledore: What will you give me in return, Severus?
Professor Severus Snape: Anything.
Professor Severus Snape: [Trying to staunch the bleeding wound on Snape's neck, Harry suddenly notices that Snape is crying light, almost crystal tears. Snape gestures towards his eyes] Take them... take them, please.
Harry Potter: Hermione, give me a flask, anything!
[She reaches into her bag and produces a flask, which Harry uses to collect the
memory tears running down Snape's cheek. He clutches the bottle in his hand then again tries to staunch Snape's wound]
Professor Severus Snape: Take them to the Pensieve... and look at me.
[Harry stares at him]
Professor Severus Snape: You have your mother's eyes.
[a confused look crosses Harry's face as Snape takes his last breath]
Hermione Granger: [the Trio walks through the courtyard] Where is everybody?
[They open the doors to the Great Hall. It is a total wreck, lined with students, teachers, the injured, and the dead. Ron walks in first, followed by Hermione, then Harry, who passes everyone almost as if he is in a daze, unable to comprehend what is going on around him]
Professor
Horace Slughorn: [Applying Dittany to a wound on Filch's arm] Harry...
Professor Pomona Sprout: [Dealing with a student's wound] Oh come on, what's the matter with you?
Padma Patil: [Sitting next to Professor Trelawny and pulling a sheet over a teacher's body] Oh, she's passed.
Professor Sybil Trelawney: There, she's
gone.
Ron Weasley: [the next sight stops Harry dead in his tracks. The Weasley family are gathered around the body of Fred. Ginny and Percy both stand motionless. Bill holds a crying Fleur. Molly's head is buried on her dead son's shoulder. Arthur is trying to comfort George as best he can. George sees Ron and grabs onto him for dear life, sobbing uncontrollably. Ron kneels
over Fred's body and lays his head down on his chest as Molly gently strokes both of their heads] No! No! NO!
[Stunned, Harry glances to his left and sees the body of Remus and Tonks]
Harry Potter: Ginny! Neville! Are you all right?
Neville Longbottom: Never better! I feel like I could spit fire! You haven't seen Luna have you?
Harry Potter: Luna?
Neville Longbottom: I'm mad for her. I think it's about time I told her, since we'll probably both be dead by dawn!
[Neville runs up the
staircase; Harry and Ginny look at each other for a moment, then kiss]
Ginny Weasley: [whispering to Harry] I know.