I wrote this pretty quickly, and I haven't read Deathly Hallows in ages, so most of this is completely made up and doesn't actually happen.

Yah.

Enjoy.

Claire swore under her breath, ducking under a piece of rubble to use as a temporary shield to, well, shield herself.

She glanced over her shoulder. She couldn't see Ron and Hermione, but she trusted them to stay alive.

Voldymort was currently going against McGonagall, and while she wasn't winning, Claire thought the Professor definitely deserved an award.

Anyone who could decently hold their own against the Dark Lord deserved one.

Claire placed a hand to the device in her ear, and hissed quietly, "Tony where are you! We're running out of time here!"

Jarvis answered her, voice calm as ever. "I apologize, Miss Potter. Mr Stark had to gather up all of your teammates. They are currently ten miles away, and rapidly approaching."

"Got it. I'll try to buy them some time."

Fingering her wand, Claire quickly fired off Stupefy and Bombarda Maxima to unsuspecting Death Eaters.

Claire glanced up, trying to find the best high-up places. Finally, after spotting a tower that wasn't falling apart just yet, Claire took a deep breath.

She switched on the comm again. "Tony? You there?"

"Iron Man reporting for duty!" Tony replied in a joking tone.

Claire rolled her eyes. "Yeah yeah. Just bring the team in and help us out. We need backup."

"Roger!"

Claire raised her hand as soon as she felt the familiar vibration that the ark reactor always let out, and didn't flinch as the suit lifted her up. When she finally landed on the not-crumbling tower, Claire smirked.

She was in her element.

Claire removed her bracelet quickly, and grinned at the feeling of her glamours being removed.

Rolling her shoulders, she grabbed one of her many handguns and, with a last glance at her friends, shot Lucius Malfoy.

He crumpled to the ground, and there was a panicked yell. Seamus was pointing at the sky, where Claire could clearly see Iron Man blasting Death Eaters left and right. A second later, a bolt of lightning lit up the battlefield, and Steve landed in a crouch next to her.

"Sup, Captain."

Captain America threw his shield at Marcus Flint's father (at least that's what the teeth told her) and smiled crookedly at her.

"Pleasure to be working with you, Hawkeye."

Throwing the handgun in Steve's direction, Claire summoned her bow and shot another group of Death Munchers with an exploding arrow.

"Where's Tasha?"

"With Fury. She's piloting the jet."

As if Natasha had heard him, a flurry of bullets was shot from the jet in the general direction of Voldemort.

Knowing he couldn't die because Nagini, Claire quickly exchanged a glance with Captain America, who nodded and in turn sent a signal to Iron Man, who then motioned to Thor, who then deep fried Nagini with a bolt of lighting.

(When having teammates is a thing, you develop an uncanny telepathic ability).

Apparently, godly thunder worked as well as Fiendfyre did when destorying Horcruxes.

Good to know.

Claire jumped down from the tower to the ground and ran towards Voldymort, rolling and ducking under various spells as she went.

She ducked under an acid green spell, and in full Hawkeye fashion, whistled loudly while removing her hearing aids.

What?

It was always fun relying only on sight during a fight.

When Claire finally reached the snake-faced Wizard, she had to duck a flurry of Avada Kedavra and Sectumsempra.

Inwardly, Claire wondered just how much Voldy wanted to kill her, to be able to cast this many Killing Curses at once.

She took her wand out and summoned a permanent Protego kept up by Tony's over-the-top technology.

Not that she was complaining.

"Hey, Tom. Like my little surprise?" she asked in a light, joking tone.

He snarled, letting out a hissed Crucio.

Claire backflipped to avoid it, and landed on a tall pile of rubble.

"Voldy, I'm gonna tell you now that you shouldn't attempt to best me when it comes to aim. You'll fail."

"Silly girl! Who do you think you are, to talk to me like this! I am Lord Voldemort!"

Claire thanked the gods that she could read lips.

She smirked, and bowed mockingly. "Just because I don't have a bolt of lightning on my forehead doesn't mean I'm not me."

There were various gasps of shock from both the light and dark sides.

Voldemort almost seemed speechless, but he recovered quickly and readied his wand. More curses and nasty spells followed, and wow, Claire was staring to get really bored. The spells were bouncing off the shield harmlessly and it wasn't even close to breaking.

"You're wasting your time, Voldy."

He snarled. He did that a lot, Claire observed.

The-Dark-Lord-With-No-Nose-And-Too-Many-Hyphens then proceeded to say a long and probably boring speech that Claire couldn't hear. Thankfully.

Claire sighed, mentally deciding which arrow she should use.

For someone like Voldy... her face lit up, and she took the arrow she had infused with Basilisk venom.

This would be fun, and oh, the irony.

She locked the arrow back, putting herself in the right stance.

Voldy seemed to have finally finished speaking and had taken of the arrow pointed at him.

He pointed his wand at her heart.

With a smirk, Claire couldn't resist saying, "Any last words?"

"AVADA KED-"

Voldemort fell to the floor, an arrow sticking out of his arm.

The poison was spreading through his body, his skin was becoming tinged sickly green.

Captain America joined Claire Barton. Iron Man flew down next to them, the Black Widow jumping down from the jet onto the ground.

"Avengers..."

The Death Eaters were still in shock at their Lord's death, and despite that, the wizards Light side were in too much shock to take advantage of the situation.

Well, Claire thought, time to end these Death Munchers!

"...Assemble!"

Thanks to the Guest Lila for noticing my slip-up and calling Claire, Calla near the end. Originally, Calla was going to be her name, so I guessed I missed it while editing.

Thanks for pointing it out!