Epilogue

"Musa sweetie! What brings you here?" Musa smiled as she stepped out of the fireplace and ran to the older women only to sweep her into a tight hug.

"I missed you Faragonda." The headmistress laughed lightly before pulling Musa carefully off of her.

"As much as that means to a little old women like me... I'm sure there's another reason behind this visit." Musa smiled sheepishly and reached back scratching her neck lightly.

"Yeah... I died." Mrs. Faragonda raised her eyebrows before stepping behind her desk to sit down. She stared at Musa for a minute before motioning for Musa to take a seat.

"I think you better start from the beginning of this story." Musa sighed glad to finally have someone to talk to that might understand what was happening to her and began the tale starting from when Layla visited.

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"But sir we really need to talk to her!" Dumbledore sighed as he glanced at the worried faces filling his office. It seems Musa had made quite a few friends in her short time here. Harry frowned at Dumbledore.

"I'm sorry Harry, my boy, but I simply can't send you to her. She's have a much needed meeting with her old headmistress. I'm sure she'll explain everything but until then you'll need wait patiently." He paused and made eye contact with Ginny, Luna, Neville, Hermione, and surprisingly Draco Malfoy.

"This goes for all of you here and anyone else in this school. It's up to you who she will tell if she does but I beg of each and everyone of you not to push her. I'm in the dark as much as each of you but I will respect her privacy as I hope you all will as well." The group didn't seem happy with the answer but nodded and left the office. A few minutes later Musa stepped gracefully out of green flames into Dumbledore's office. He nodded to her and within minutes they had settled down into two comfy lounge chair Dumbledore had conjured for them to talk.

"Sir the prophecy said that neither can live while the other survives. That means either Harry or Tom has to kill the other doesn't it..." Dumbledore nodded solemnly.

"But the line that had me confused was the one that mentioned the 'one and only of both worlds', Faragonda and I concluded that was me but I'm not exactly sure what the prophecy was saying my role was..." Dumbledore reached out and stroked Fawkes gently and silently for a minute before turning back to Musa.

"The prophecy states that either Harry or Voldemort has to kill the other but the line you speak of is telling the world that the factor that decides which one dies is you. You're the power Harry has that the Dark Lord has not. Harry has the one of the fairy and wizarding world on his side. You are what will help Harry defeat Voldemort." Musa merely nodded rather even though deep down she just wanted to scream and throw something. This wasn't her battle yet this entire war's result was solely based on her decisions. She had come to terms with it when Faragonda mentioned it as a possibility though.

"I died you know. Not just the other night. Technically you have to give your life to earn your enchantix powers. I died saving a girl from Dark Fire started by an evil witch. Then the other day I died when I fell through the veil. I guess apparently the power of my sacrifice for Sirius and Harry would make me more powerful except that even a fairy can't be revived from the Avada Kedavra curse so by all means, I should be dead." Dumbledore opened his mouth to explain his theory but Musa silenced him.

"The veil isn't just death. It everything and nothing at once. It is the entity of magic itself. It's...Beautiful." Musa sighed and looked up at Fawkes who began to trill a calming tune making Musa smile sadly.

"When I crossed into the veil my magic exploded out. My core cracked then completely shattered. The pain was so horrible... I just wanted it to end already. I begged for death. But then I heard a voice and the pain stopped. It told me that my time wasn't here yet and I needed my magic back. My whole body was numb as I watched my own magic fly around me patching itself back up in my core but something was different. Whatever was in the veil or I guess, the veil itself gave me more. My magic mixed with its magic and when I was released I felt the pull to Harry. As I fought with Tom to protect Harry I felt it. I'm more powerful than I ever imagined. Not only that but now I unlocked another winx form no one has seen in a millennium, it's called...

BAHAHAHA Yup this is the end of the first book of several more to come! I've decided thanks to all my lovely reviews to write the rest of the story in separate books. I apologize for the way I ended this book and how short it's last part was but I couldn't resist. Feel free to message me and I will attempt to answer any and all questions possible without ruining the surprise. I may also reply to you a short, brief explanation of what just happened exactly in these last couple chapters.. Otherwise, just be patient and the second book will be started as soon as I possibly can.

This has been Morphixgirl's "A Second Hope"