Harry paced back and forth in the dimly lit office, every so often stopping to look out onto the Lake. By now, the desolate compound more closely resembled a tomb than the most prestigious property on Lake Tahoe.

As Harry's bodyguard Al Neri commandeered the motor boat onto the Lake, Ron Weasley started reciting Hail Mary's to insure the success of their fishing expedition. While Ron was praying with his back to Neri, Neri pulled out a pistol and fired a single shot to Ron's head. Harry stopped pacing when he heard the muffled blast and lowered his head. But after all, Harry knew it was Ron who had betrayed him, Ron broke his heart.

Meanwhile, at the Miami Airport, Hyman Roth Dumbledore, the self-proclaimed retired Jewish investor and wizard living on a pension, was holding an impromptu press conference on his return from Israel when a man posing as a reporter -- one of Harry's men -- pulled out a gun and fired it directly at Dumbledore's chest. With all the skill of a great method actor, Dumbledore fell to the ground. At almost that precise moment, Frankie "Severus Snape" Pentangeli, who had become a liability to Harry in protective federal custody, slit his wrists in a bathtub.

As for Hermione, she was on an airplane heading somewhere far from Harry, fully aware that his fury could never subside over her revelation that she had had an abortion, and that it was a son.

Harry absent-mindedly stroked the scar on his forehead. The scar had not pained Harry for nineteen years. All was well.