Last Line from Each Chapter in Deathly Hallows

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The spider-like hand swooped and pulled the wand from Dumbledore's grasp, and... a shower of sparks flew from its tip, ...ready to serve a new master at last.
Harry watched as she waved her wand near the washing line, ...and suddenly he felt a great wave of remorse for the inconvenience and the pain he was giving her.
'I've had enough trouble for a lifetime.'
For a moment, Harry had the strangest feeling that she wanted to say something to him, ...but then, ...she bustled out of the room after her husband and son.
The sloping-shoulder figure of Alecto Carrow was standing before him, and..., she pressed a stubby forefinger to the skull and snake branded on her forearm.
'I still haven't ruled it out,' came Hermione's muffled voice from beneath her blankets, but Harry saw Ron smiling slightly as he pulled his maroon pyjamas out of his rucksack.
He seemed set on course to become just as reckless a godfather to Teddy Lupin as Sirius Black had been to him.
He saw the mouth move and a flash of green light, and everything was gone.
If anything was certain, it was that the bright blue eyes of Albus Dumbledore would never pierce him again.
'Harry, do you want your toothbrush? I've got it here.' 'Yeah, great, thanks,' he said, fighting to keep his voice casual as he stood up to let her in.
Hermione twisted in mid-air and the thundering of the collapsing house rang in Harry's ears as she dragged him once more into darkness.
'Dinner, Nagini,' said Voldemort softly, and the great snake swayed and slithered from his shoulders onto the polished wood.
And then he saw the door of number twelve, Grimmauld Place, ...but... Hermione's hand was suddenly vice-like upon his and everything went dark again.
'I knew you'd come! I knew it, Harry!'
He closed his eyes on her touch, and hated himself for wishing that what she said was true: that Dumbledore had really cared.
The hand holding Harry thudded to the floor, and Snape moved no more.
He then made two low bows to Harry and Ron... before Disapparating with the usual loud crack.
Harry looked up and saw his own shock reflected in Ron and Hermione's faces. The scars on the back of his right hand seemed to be tingling again.
Harry rose up out of the Pensieve, and moments later, he lay on the carpeted floor in exactly the same room: Snape might just have closed the door.
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'Are you referring to the sign of the Deathly Hallows?'
'You've got half a dozen wands pointing at you, and we don't care who we curse!'
And he clicked the Deluminator once more as Hermione left the room.
He put his arm around Hermione's shoulders, and she put hers around his waist, and they... walked away... towards the dark church and the out-of-sight kissing gate.
Harry pulled the Cloak down as far as it would go, and together, they turned on the spot into the crushing darkness.
All was well.
And Percy was shaking his brother, and Ron was kneeling beside them, and Fred's eyes stared without seeing, the ghost of his last laugh still etched upon his face.
Her face glazed with tears, Hermione handed over the wand, and he left her sitting beside the bed, desiring nothing more than to get away from her.
...A long-haired wizard wearing magnificent robes of black and gold, and a squat, toad-like witch wearing a velvet bow in her short hair and clutching a clipboard to her chest.
With Gregorovitch dead, it was the merry-faced thief who was in danger now, and it was on him that Harry's thoughts dwelled, as... he... drifted slowly into sleep once more.
Goblins and wizards shrieked and ran for cover, and finally the dragon... staggered into Diagon Alley and launched itself into the sky.
And then, with a little shudder, the elf became quite still, and his eyes were nothing more than great, glassy orbs sprinkled with light from the stars that they could not see.
'Harry, he's taking over the Ministry and the newspapers and half the wizarding world! Don't let him inside your head too!'
'Of course it is happening inside your head, Harry, but why on earth should that mean that it is not real?'
'The Ministry has fallen. Scrimgeour is dead. They are coming.'
Harry looked down and saw Hagrid spread-eagled on the ground below him: he pulled hard at the handlebars to avoid hitting him, ...but... he smashed into a muddy pond.
He was possessed of that cold, cruel sense of purpose that preceded murder.
Harry... climbed on to his own bed and stared up at the dark canvas roof, listening to the pounding of the rain.

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