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Prompt: Mary dies in Frank's arms.

(OOC: I couldn’t bring myself to write this current, so I did an AU lol)

It was snowing outside. Snow always made him think of Snowy. She’d loved that dog. They both had. He smiled faintly and ducked his head into her soft white curls. Sixty-five years. Who would have thought they’d make it so far with the war? In the beginning it had just been about survival, but after Voldemort? Everything had changed. He’d never imagined he could be so happy.

He glanced over at the dresser where the moonlight danced over the assortment of photos. Two children, a boy and a girl—both of them headstrong and bright. Being parents hadn’t been easy, but they’d never encountered a battle they couldn’t work through, and there’d been so much laughter. It hadn’t all been sunshine and roses of course. When Voldemort had returned, so did the nightmares. She’d been there though, through every single one of them. Their daughter had sacrificed her life in the second war. Loosing her was harder on Mary than it was on him, but just as she’d been there for him, he was there for her. They grieved together, and when their son married, he named his first daughter after his lost sister.

In a way, life had given her back to them.

Eventually they moved to the country. Mary decided to focus on writing her memoirs, and he’d enjoyed reading all of them. No one will ever believe this is all true you know. She’d just laughed, and they’d both acknowledged that in so many ways, their life had been a far grander adventure than any dime store novel.

She shivered, her body curling into a cough and he drew her closer.

“Won’ be long now.” She rasped.

He’d wanted to get her the best care possible. He’d tried to talk her into the hospital, but she’d resisted. I don’t want to die in some strange sterile room. I want to be home. With you. He closed his eyes, breathing in her scent, smiling faintly when he caught the hint of marshmallows. “I love you.” He whispered huskily.

She turned her head to look at him, her beautiful brown eyes bright even in the darkness of their bedroom. “I don’t have any regrets Frank.” She promised softly, the lines on her face pulling into a soft smile.

He studied her countenance. It didn’t seem to matter how much time had changed it, everything that he’d always loved about it was still there…still just as beautiful as it had been in the beginning from the dimples in her cheeks to the way her eyes danced. “Me either.” He ducked his head to press a tender kiss to her lips. Then he tucked her back into his arms and closed his eyes, his entire being attuned to the hesitant rattle of her lungs, but he didn’t sleep.

It was almost an hour later, well after she’d snuggled into his body and relaxed when death finally came for her. It was just a soft sigh of air, and then she was still. No pain or agony. Death was gentle with her, and for that Frank was grateful. He didn’t let her go, just held her tight, his face pressed into those beloved white curls. He told himself to get out of bed. He had things to do, preparations to make—but they were already done. This wasn’t a surprise after all. He didn’t move though. Just held her close, and at long last, drifted to sleep. When he found death waiting, he just smiled.

I knew you wouldn’t make me live without her.

Death was silent, but he didn’t mind. He’d be with Mary soon enough, and that was all he’d ever wanted…

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// Yet another Pirate!HG manip XD

For some reason I felt inspired today to make another Pirate!HG manip (thanks to Typeytypeytypey, Webgeekist, and Racethewind10). As always, undying thanks goes to Race's phenomenal story - A Pirate's Life for Me. I have no idea how many manips I based off of that story so far, and I don't think I'll ever truly stop. ;-)