Scar, yes?

Taken from: http://www.beyondhogwarts.com

Harry Potter's last word: Write your own Book 7 ending

In an interview in 2005, J.K. Rowling confirmed that, as of that time, the last word in the final Harry Potter book was "scar". How do you imagine the final page of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows will look? Write your own ending for the book and share it with us! The only requirements: Please write one to three paragraphs max, and the last word of your entry must be "scar".

UPDATE: The Last Word is No Longer Scar!

Friday night (7/6/07) on the Jonathan Ross show on the BBC, J.K. was asked if "scar" still the last word in the book, as had been reported, and she said, "Scar? It was for ages, and now it's not. Scar is quite near the end, but it's not the last word." So, please continue with our three paragraph fantasy endings, but you no longer have to make "scar" the last word if you don't want...

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These are some interesting ones, some are super funny and lame! :D

And yes, Voldemort was there...according to plan. Harry crept closer, ever closer, in his Invisibility Cloak. If not for Dumbledore, I wouldn’t even have this, Harry thought, and tried to fight back his tears. Voldemort heard the slight rasp of Harry’s trainers on the hard concrete floor, and his head swiveled to where Harry stood. “Who’s there?” Voldemort demanded. Harry held his breath. Could Voldemort see through Invisibility Cloaks? The memory of Mrs. Norris came to him and he nearly laughed. He stifled it quickly—Harry knew silence was of the essence here.

“Ah, it’s you, Pettigrew,” Voldemort said in a silky, snakelike voice. Harry came closer and quietly drew his wand. This would burn a hole in his cloak, but he didn’t care. Expelliarmus! A wand flew into the air. Harry whipped off his cloak and deftly caught Voldemort’s wand. As Harry came into visibility, Voldemort started, surprised. This was not going along with the plan. Harry turned to Voldemort and put his hands up in a gesture of peace.

“Okay, I know what this looks like—I’m all destined to kill you and stuff, y’know—but hear me out for a second. Voldy—I can call you Voldy, right?—I have to tell you something. So just wait a second.”

Voldemort stared. Either through surprise or curiosity, Harry didn’t care. He continued in his Valley Girl-esque monologue.

“Voldy, as I was tramping all along England looking for your stupid horcruxes...I realized something. Dumbledore said that in the prophecy, I had “power the Dark Lord knows not...” and he said that was love. But how the hogdoodle would I be able to use love against a wizard as powerful as yourself? I thought and thought, fighting off your Death Eaters all the while...and then it hit me. All I can do with love is love.”

Voldemort could very, very vaguely see where this was heading. Harry looked Voldemort right in his snake-like slits for eyes and said with conviction:

“Voldy, I love you.”

Voldemort stepped back as though burnt. “You don’t really mean that,” he hissed. “You can’t mean it.”

“Oh, yes I do!” said Harry. “We have a ton in common, Voldy, y’know? We’re both orphans, both half-and-half, both Parseltongues...well, what’s not to love about you? C’mere, give me a hug...”

Voldemort,, still confused, said nothing as he hugged Harry. His wand, still in Harry’s fist, was just a couple of inches away...

Then excruciatingly white-hot pain hit Voldemort like he had just jumped onto the Sun. With a roar of despair, Voldemort flung himself to the floor. This stupid boy, barely seventeen, had just defeated the great Dark Lord. He loved him...and for a fleeting second, Voldemort thought he might love him ba—

Harry watched as Voldemort’s soul, or what was left of it, fled the earth. The Dark Lord was dead. Harry knelt next to the pale and supine corpse. As he heard the muffled shouts of Aurors rushing towards the room in which he sat, he slowly traced with his finger on Voldemort’s forehead...he traced for Voldemort’s body a new lightning-bolt scar.

Harry waited just inside the main gate of Hogwarts. He was scared. The moment of truth was almost upon him. He had been going over and over it in his mind. "Don't use your wand," Lupin told him. "It's just what Voldemort wants you to do," said Mad Eye. "You were just lucky with the priori incantatem last time, you can't win against him that way," warned Arthur.

But there was another voice in his head. A calmer voice. A familiar voice. A voice that warmed him all over and almost made him forget where he was and what was about to happen. "Match the spells," Dumbledore said inside his head. "Match the spells."

As Harry waited, he remembered the last time. Voldemort had done the Avada Kedavra. He had done Expelliarmus. "Match the spells," Dumbledore repeated.

The air suddenly changed, and Harry found it hard to breathe. This was it. Harry calmly stepped from behind the wall and stood face to face with Voldemort. As if they were both in the same slow motion ballet, Harry and Voldemort raised their wands, and shouted in unison, "Avada Kedavra!"

Harry expected the wands to connect, but he was not prepared for what happened next. Red light burst forth from Voldemort's wand, and Green light from Harry's wand, met between them, and the contact point of the beams exploded with an earsplitting crash, a blinding light and such force that Harry was thrown backward several feet and landed on the ground on his back.

As his senses cleared, Harry immediately realized everything was completely different. He didn't feel like himself. He tried to accio his wand, which had ended up laying several feet away from him, and it didn't come. He got up and looked around, and immediately saw, where Hogwarts should have been, was an old, abandoned ruin with a "Condemned" sign hanging on the front door. Harry felt an emptiness he had never felt before. He was no longer a wizard.

He looked back over to where he had seen Voldemort last, and instead saw an old man, waving a wand around uselessly, like a child. Voldemort wasn't a wizard any more, either. Harry walked up to old Tom Riddle, reared back and punched him hard in the face. Riddle fell back in a heap, unconscious.

Hermione and Ron ran up to Harry. "Harry! What did you do!?" pleaded Ron. "No one can do magic any more, it's all gone!" Harry couldn't answer, he just looked away. "He had to do it," said Hermione. "As long as there was magic, there would always be another Voldemort..."

as harry woke suddenly he realised it was all a dream. he yawned and fell out of the bed. "ouch!" he exclaimed, "now dats going to leave a scar!"

Ginny looked at him and sang, "Listen baby, ain't no mountain high, ain't no vally low, ain't no river wide enough baby!"

Harry beamed and sang back to her accross the grave yard, "If you need me to kill Voldie, no matter where you are, no matter how hard! Don't worry baby, If you call my name, I'll be there in a hurry, you don't have to worry--"

Then something happened that shocked Harry into silence.
All of the people Voldemort had ever killed, fell with a soft thud on the ground and began to sing, "Cause baby there ain't no muntain high enough, ain't no valley low enough, ain't no river wide enough... to keep us away from you Harry!"

Harry wiped his eyes and touched his scar. It gave him a feeling of confort to hear Dumbldore's words fo the last time... "Ahhhh music, a magic far beyond all I have ever taught you Harry." James came up to Harry and said, "Thanks for giving me this scar."

Harry awoke suddenly to the loud thumping on the door. he quickly unlocked it to see his aunt holding a small frying pan. "here make breakfast for dudley," she ordered. he leaned back in agony and realized it was all a dream. hogwarts, dumbeldore, hermione, ron it was all gone. but then he heard a familiar voice knocking on the door "open up!" he shouted then harry realized who's voice it was, loud but soft. hagrid he whispered...he felt his forehead its still hear, he thought i still have my scar...

...and as Harry saw the flash of green light, he awoke on a strange island. He had no idea where he was until he saw a sign which read "welcome to the island of MadagaSCAR."

I like the Voldy and the Madagascar one LOL! :D