He sat in the abbandoned house praying the death eaters outside would not find him, knowing that like always they would.
All his friends and all the people he considered his extended family have been dead for 3 years now, and out of all those that died only one truly hurt more than any pain voldemort could possibly inflict on him, even using crucio for as long as he can hold it.
That person was his one and only love, soulmate, and destined lover, Ginny Weasley.
Thankfully her death was a quick and painless one for her, but Harry saw it everytime he closed his eyes.
(Flashback)
"H...y... Ha... HARRY JAMES POTTER WAKE UP RIGHT NOW"
Harry's eyes flew open in an instant, serveying the room his eyes landed on a women 18 years old, red hair and the evilist smirk he has ever seen "C'mon hon I had a late night let me get a lit..." Harry started "No it's time to get moving you of all people should know we can't stay in place too long expecially with deatheaters in control of the ministry Harry. Now come on we gotta go." Ginny cut him off Grumbling Harry sat up"Alright, alright I'm getting up." Ginny smiled at him"Good I'd hate to have to hex you, or sick mum on you" Harry paled "You wouldn't...Oh who am I kidding of course you would" He finished with a shake of his head. "Great I'll meet you outside with everyone" Ginny chirped happily. Harry just kept shaking his head.
5 Minutes later.
"Alright lets get moving I'm here...SHIT" Harry said a he surveyed the area wondering how so much damage and bloodshed could happen without him even hearing so much as a yell.
Thats when he noticed the wards surrounding their current hideout "MOTHER FU..." he started before BOOOOOOOOOM.
Jumping in cover he surveyed where everyone was. From the looks of it most of his allies were already dead. Out of them he could see Fred, George, Bill, Remus, both Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, mad eye Moody, and last of all his two best friends Ron and Hermione. Unsurprisingly Ron had covered Hermione with his own body in an attempt to protect her from either the explosion or the deadly curses that were flying around.
But the one person he was franticly searching for was nowhere in sight and that made him panick more than anything else.
He felt like yelling out for her but knew it would be stupid and alert everyone else as to where the one person they were attacking this place for exactly was. Just then he saw in the corner of his eye Ginny's firey red hair at the corner of the building.
He turned trying to see more clearly and thats when he remembered that A) this was a battle and B)never get distracted by anything aka as Mad Eye would say "Constant Vigilance.
"Avada kedavra" Harry froze cursing his stupidity and thats when Ginny ended up jumping in front of him shoving a note in his hand just as the curse hit her instead of him.
Just as she hit him from the force of the curse he felt the familiar pull and spinning that always meant a port key had just been used and before another thought could go through his mind he found himself holding his beloved wife Ginny Weasley Potter in his arms looking into lifeless eyes at the exact same clearing they had exchanged their vows and the place where he had the strongest happiest memmory he could ever had now became the one place where his saddist memmory was.
Knowing there was nothing else he could do he began crying as he dug and dug. He didn't even bother to conjure a shovel hell he wasn't even able to think clearly, all that was going through his mind was "Why, why take her, why did she do it, WHY!!" over and over again.
He didn't even realize that he had used wandless magic to make his hands as strong as diamonds, for he was digging a hole straight down 6 foot by 6 foot, now this normally wouldn't be too odd, but in this case he was digging it where their alter had been right on top of marble rock.
He would not realize this until three days later after he went back to talk to her one final time before he would leave to fulfill his destiny and repay Voldemort for what he has done.
Just before he left he conjured a marble statue of Ginny with angel wings and inscription.
As he was about to leave he read it once more as a tear trailed down his cheek."Here lies Ginny Potter, Beloved daughter and wife, An angel sent to earth for love and support."
(End Flashback)
"Do you see him" said one "No maybe he went this way" came the reply.
Harry just stayed silent as the passed hoping they'd set off he trap and thats when he heard, they had fallin for it he could hear them when they stumbled on it and then there was nothing no sound, no pained cries no nothing, thats how he knew it had worked that and he sensed them dissapear.
He closed his eyes and sent out his senses, he had learned that he had a gift that no one in recorded history had. He could sense all magic no matter how strong or weak, he could even identify people he sensed just by their magic, but he had to concentrate to identify who belonged to what magic.
He had learnt about his ability a couple months after the death of everyone, he remembered how he felt, how he cursed himself for days after he found out that he could do it, and last of all he remembered how exhausted he was everyday trying to train his ability as much as he could.
But he had to also train his other new ability, his wandlesss magic, after training his magic sense enough to be able to tell when magic is being used within three miles of himself at all times and what the magic used was supposed to do, he was now capable of casting all of the spells that he knew silently and wandlessly without really thinking about it, but he still used his wand he didn't want to let his enemies know about his true abilities and how he could easily defeat most of them.
Harry stood after finding no one else around other than himself, he started walking down the street and thats when he felt the all too familiar magic of the darklord apperating onto the street in front of him facing the other way.
"Report" he barked.
Silence was all that met is order, he looked around the street in front of him wondering where they all were, he had sent 100 of his loyal deatheaters to search the area for that Potter brat.
Then he whipped around to stare at the spot Harry was at three seconds before, with a suspicious glare he never let his red slitted eyes waver from that spot.
Meanwhile Harry was behind some rubble trying to think of what to do, he knew he had to fight he was just trying to think if now was the time to end it all, he had just now collected the last of the horcrux's that Voldemort had created he just had to destroy it before he fought and thats what he would do.
He didn't have anything strong enough to destroy it on him though. He knew that the killing curse would do it for it would kill the soul in the item on contact but he refused to use the unforgivables ever again, he decided this after he had used crucio on bellatrix, no he wouldn't do it himself. He knew Voldemort thought that after this horcrux he would be mortal once again, he never knew that he made one by accident the night he tried to kill Harry, but harry did he found out a year ago when he ran into an old friend of his headmasters, Nicholas Flammel who surpisingly to harry had created not one but two philosephers stones, and he had helped Harry discover and destroy the horcrux inside of him without harming Harry or losing any of the power given to him that night.
So yes after this it would almost be done but how to destroy this one, then it hit him, with a smirk and a glint in his eyes he knew what to do it was the perfect plan and it would be a tribute to the three marauders that he considered family, the perfect last prank and it would be played on the least likely of people the darklord himself.
By this time Voldemort had turned enough that he would not see Harry when he stood, "Who is it that could defeat a hundred of my servents without a trace of even a little bit of a struggle" Voldemort asked you could feel the anger and frustration in his voice.
"Well i wouldn't say it was a person or even an entity really, you know how timed mini blackholes tend to just suck anything that gets close to them in. Its not my fault that all your moronic deatheaters tend to stay grouped together, which make them a perfect target for just about any highly explosive or wide range magical attack." came Harry's reply Voldemort whipped around with a smirk on his face"Well done Potter, didn't think you'd be good enough to think of that, I guess I'll have to teach them not to be so stupid in the future, a few crucios should do the trick. So why not come out and face me are you still trying to run, after all this time I thought you wuld have finally given it up"
Harry stood and came partially into view "Well here we are, just the two of us, all I wonder is rather who will still be standing at the end of today, after all no one is here to interupt our duel this time, no portkeys, no one to jump into the path of oncoming spells, so who's it gonna be the twenty three year old man or the over the hills darklord, huh what do you think, frankly the only reason I believe I will win even if I have to die as well"
"Strong words Potter but if you think you can beat me than you would be .. Avada Kedavra" the darklord started then finished with a smirk that fell into rage as he saw the curse get intercepted by the last thing he would have thought, his precious horcrux, the following cry of rage only made Harry smile.
"Well I thought it only right that youd be the one to destroy the last one since of course you were the one to create it after all" Harry laughed as he continued dodging all the spells the infuriated darklord was casting at him.
The duel was long and hard with both sides throwing spells and taunts at each other, for all the world you would have never seen the plan behind the fight, for it looked like Harry kept missing with every attack, you would have never realised what he was truly doin, what he had planned, he knew he would not survive this battle but he knew voldemort would die as well, it would end with the both of them, finally the wizarding would be able to recover.
The darklord smirked, Harry could barely move and they both knew this was the last attack, as Harry surveyed his work it was coming together now all he had to do was delay him and it would all end, they both cast the final spells they would ever cast.
"Avada"
"Expell"
"Kedavra"
"iarmus"
The spells collided as they had in the graveyard both casters concentrated on their spells and thats when Harry saw it, it was time he knew it all he had to do was use his wandless abilities to truly end it, he lifted his hand and thought "accio big ben" he watched as Voldemort's spell got closer, he smiled closing his eyes he added "It's finally over" just before the spell hit him he saw that Big Ben which he had made start to fall over with all the spells Voldemort thought were aimed at him come crashing down on top of the shocked darklord and he knew at that moment he was right, they both had died that day.
And then everything went black.