You-Know-Who's Demise
Harry looked into Voldemort's eyes, for the first time seeing terror present in them. Voldemort finally knew his fate, but what he had never thought was that a mere boy, though aged 18, but still a boy, would be able to defeat HIM! He who was the greatest dark lord of all time… He who had come the closest to achieving immortality. He, whose name the strongest wizards feared to speak… and defeated by a mere BOY!
Harry was frozen, his wand still pointing at the forehead of his greatest foe. He thought of the many people Voldemort had murdered. All those muggleborns and halfbloods. He thought of the people close to him that had died due to Voldemort's reign of evil. His two best friends, Ron and Hermione were killed, his parents were murdered. The whole of the Weasley family, Dumbledore, Hagrid, Sirius, Remus, no one was spared. He suddenly realized with a pang, that Voldemort had just killed the one person he had held the closest to his heart. The only woman he had ever loved, the only woman he had ever thought of a future with… Now Ginny was gone as well.
He suddenly hated Voldemort more in that second than ever before in his life. He looked down at the man, No, never a man… he thought, A Beast, and his blood ran cold. He had never before felt as much anger as he did now. He looked into Voldemort's eyes and hissed, "I hope you go to hell Voldemort." and then roared, "AVADA KEDAVRA!" his heart filled with rage. There was a flash of green light, one he remembered from countless nightmares, and then it was all over.
He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named was finally dead…