..Harry heard the high voice shriek as he too yelled his best hope to the heavens, pointing Draco’s wand:
“Avada Kedavra!”
“Expelliarmus!”
The bang was like a cannon blast. Harry saw Voldemort’s green jet meet his own spell.
Harry awoke suddenly, groping for his glasses. He looked around and found himself at an unfamiliar place, but it was reminiscent of a hospital ward. Harry tried to raise himself into a sitting position but found that he couldn't move. A nurse's face hovers into his vision and says, "Oh my god! It's a miracle!".
Harry says, "Where am I? What happened to Voldemort!?". The nurse looks at him, confused.
"Relax my boy, you need some rest."
But Harry wanted to know the answers, he feared that Voldemort had escaped. "Where are Ron and Hermione?", he asked the nurse, desperately.
"Who?" replies the nurse, now looking at Harry as if he were mad.
"Why can't I move? I want to leave this place, I am the wizards' only chance! Let me go." Harry was desperate to leave this unknown place and go back to the people he knew.
"Wizards? My boy, you have been in a coma for the past seven years. I think you are delusional. Your mind must have fed stories to you."
Harry was shocked. "No this cannot be true. I killed Voldemort. I saved the magic land from their worst feared enemy!"
"Now, now! I think this must be due to the shock. You were involved in a car crash, and have been in a coma since then. It has been approximately seven years now. I am sorry to say that your parents died in that car crash.", the nurse was saying.
Harry was dumbstruck. He couldn't believe it! He had been living a dream for the past seven years!
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