Albus woke up. He was in a clear room. He saw Taylor.

 "Am I dead?" He asked.

 Taylor shook his head. "It is not your time Albus," his sad green eyes looked back at him.

 "I'm sorry Taylor."

 "It was not your time but mine."

 Albus woke up in the hospital wing.

 "Oh Albus! I'm so relieved. James almost hit you with a killing curse but he didn't aim right and it only grazed you," said Lily, his younger sister.

 "Now Lily, we need to give him some space. He just was hit by his brother," said his mother.

 "I don't understand! Why would James do that!" shouted his father.

  "I know he was cursed," said Aunt Hermione.

 "Now, now. I know he is awake but you must let him rest. All of you out!" shouted Madame Gargglesnout.

 She turned out the lights. Albus heard Uncle Ron snore but he laid on the bed thinking how Taylor had died. He was a man, he couldn't cry. So he turned his heart into ice. Numb so he couldn't feel the pain. James, oh James!

 He suddenly remembered: "Higher James, higher! giggled a younger version of  him and all of the people in his world. James had a huge grin on his face.

 Albus shut his eyes.

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 Albus woke up.

 "Oh Albus, I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have let you go to Hogwarts," said his father.

 "No dad, this experience told me that I can't always be happy," said Albus.

 "Okay," said the legendary Harry Potter.

 "What about Hogwarts?" asked Albus.

 "They're going to close it a month before it is supposed to end," replied his tired looking dad.

 "Temporarily?" asked a hopeful Albus.

 "No Albus, forever," said his sad looking father.

 Albus's ice started to melt. First, James; then Taylor; and now Hogwarts.

 His tears flew out and there was no way that anything could be the same again.