A/N: I have to say, as you may notice, that english is not my first language, and it's possible you find some mistakes, i want to apologize for that, and if someone is interested in being a beta, i'd appreciate it very much.
with nothing more to say, enjoy reading!

Time for Darkness

Everything was dark. Hundreds of shadows laid upon the grave. Shadows that have now reach a peace they could not find alive.

Death could be smelled from kilometers away.

But amongst all this darkness, amongst all this shadows, a group of people could be seen standing surrounding a tree.

'Cause it was in that tree where the supposed-to-be-savior of the magic world rest. The one for whom many of the people that now laid by his side had died. The one who didn't have enough bravery to throw an unforgivable to the being that had caused him so much, and that was now standing in front of him.

He had seen his friends falling, the ones who said they would be there with him, supporting him. But now, now it was all gone, their dead bodies were lost within the overcrowed darkeness surrounding him.

Nothin make sense without them.

The little strength he had abandoned him, and he felt himself falling heavily to the ground, still resting his back on the tree.

He felt a group of shadows emerge from nowhere, surrounding him. A hooded figure stepped forwards, and Harry, who knew inmediatly who was it, rose his head up, defiantly.

Well, well, Harry, it seems like we meet, again – something like happiness could be found beneath his cold voice – although, I think, that the position has changed…a little – while he spoke, a wicked smile crossed his face, making the young boy to shiver.

Why don't you just go straight to the point now, Voldemort? Why don't you just kill me? – it sounded much braver than he felt, and he wondered if he was really that ready to die. Maybe he always knew there wasn't hope at all…

Harry, Harry, Harry…- said in an unusal amused voice – where is the fun there?