Blank disclaimer, the concepts belong to Rowling and Tolkien, I just use thier works as my personal playground. After all, if I were them, I'd be out shopping seeing as I'd have the cash for a serious shopping spree.
Prologue
The sound of battle surrounded him, the stench of blood and sweat seeping into everything, and the grounds of Hogwarts were turning red. Taking down the Death Eater in front of him with one clean slice of Gryffindor's sword. He smiled wryly when the sunlight caught the etching of Gryffindor's name on the sword. Only a true Gryffindor, huh? He thought, thinking of his conversation with Dumbledore in his second year. Wouldn't the old man be shocked to learn that Draco is actually the heir of Gryffindor. Better yet, that I am the heir of Slytherin? It was kind of ridiculous that everyone assumed he was the heir of Gryffindor. Mind you, that was why he had borrowed the sword from Draco for today's battle.
Harry took a moment to gauge how the battle was going. After 3 years of open fighting with Voldemort, it all came down to this.
"Head in the game, Potter" Malfoy called out, breaking him out of his thoughts.
Harry raised his sword and saluted mockingly. Who would have guessed that Malfoy, Draco now I guess, would become his best friend. His memories darkened, recalling just how Draco had become his friend.
The Death Eaters had stormed their graduation 2 years ago, turning it into a mass slaughter. Malfoy had defected to the light in their 6th year, but remained aloof. Somehow they had ended up fighting back to back, forging a bond of trust between them. Hermione hadn't been as lucky though, she'd been hit with a killing curse. Ron had lost it, blaming Harry for her death, for letting her die while he protected a Malfoy.
After that it was only a matter of time until Ron was killed, as he took suicide mission after suicide mission in an effort to avenge his fiancé. He'd been killed last year after being captured by Voldemort's inner circle.
Draco had become a close friend after the Graduation Battle and fighting side by side over the years had just enhanced that. They knew each other inside and out and they had an almost telepathic connection after 2 years of partnership.
Harry snapped back to the present as Draco came up beside him, favoring his right leg where it looked like a cutting curse had caught him.
"Ready?" he asked, arching an eyebrow at Harry, still managing to look aristocratic covered in blood.
"Always," Harry replied. His eyes sparkled mischievously as he turned, yelling, "Hey, Tom , long time no see. Have you finally realized you can't win?"
Draco groaned. "Must you taunt him? You do realize he is a Dark Lord, and one that's insane at that."
Harry turned, pouting, "But it's fun."
"Whatever, fine," said Draco exasperatedly, with amusement hidden in his voice.
"Avada Kedavra," Voldemort shouted, rage at being ignored making his crimson eyes almost glow.
Harry dodged, smirking. "Now, now Tom, that wasn't very nice."
"You'll die by my wand today, Potter, begging just like that mudblood mother of yours."
Harry's eyes iced over, his face becoming a blank mask. "We shall see, Tom."
What followed was an amazing display as the 2 most powerful wizards in existence fought, spell after spell cast, blocked and dodged.
Harry slowly found himself tiring, but so was Voldemort. Now it was a waiting game. He and Draco had designed a spell that destroyed the soul, but it could be blocked. They just had to wait until the right moment, until Voldemort was weaker than the two of them combined. Harry watched as Voldemort slowly tired, his spells just a little weaker than they had been at the beginning of the duel.
"Now, Draco," Harry shouted. Draco laid his hand on his shoulder, relinquishing his magic to Harry's control. "Time to say goodbye Tom," Harry said, Sss Destroy his soul ssS."
The area around them exploded with light as a pure beam of magic shot towards Voldemort, piercing his shield and then his heart. With his destruction the light got even brighter, forcing Harry and Draco to close their eyes.
"Is this supposed to happen?" Draco shouted, hysteria underlying his question.
It was the last thing they heard as the light got even brighter before they blacked out.