Hero With a Serial Number
Chaos. Both muggle and wizard worlds are under attack. Voldemort has taken over the ministry, and Harry's days are numbered. Horcruxes are gone. When hope has failed, a protector comes to Hogwarts.
Harry sprinted down the corridor. Just as he rounded the corridor, the wall of stone behind him melted into slag. Adrenaline coursed through his veins as another ball of sizzling heat rocketed by his right ear. Feeling his skin blister from the heat, Harry looked through eyes burning with sweat, towards the great hall doors, now titanium-A armor plated. Two students held the door open a fraction as Harry pushed off of the ground with all of the exhausted energy he had. Sailing through the doors, the two students pushed the great doors shut, and locked them. Harry, on the floor now, could hear the impacts as spell-work and plasma alike pounded into the titanium. Hermione, Ginny and Ron ran worriedly up to him; Ginny and Hermione sobbing loudly as they gazed upon the wounds that now scarred Harry's back. Burns blistered, and curses throbbed as a medic stumbled up to him, wounded also.
"You did it mate," said Ron, his eyes tearing up also. "He's gone isn't he?" Harry just silently nodded, feeling his eyes close. The entire school looked down towards Harry. Ginny sobbed louder, if possible. Harry closed his eyes, and sighed outward with a finality that rivaled all. Ginny fell to her knees. Hands over her eyes. She cried over Harry's still body, the tears washing away the blood that seeped out of the lightning bolt scar on his forehead.
"Its not over," Said Hermione, "there is more to be done." Looking over the doors, she listened as the pounding continued…
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