What Ginny Should Have Done

The final battle. Harry vs. he-who-must-not-be-named. Someone was about to die.

"Everyone, stay out of this!" Harry yelled as he and he-who-must-not-be-named circled each other. "We have to finish this ourselves."

Ginny rolled her eyes. Hadn't he learned yet that his greatest asset was his friends? She waited until he-who-must-not-be-named's back was to her, picked up a big rock from the ground, and smashed it into his head. He-who-must-not-be-named, surprisingly, fell to the ground, unconscious. Harry recovered from his shock, mumbled the killing curse at his enemy, and glared at Ginny.

"I had everything under control!" he said as Death Eaters fled.

"I know you did. But no one here wanted to listen to you go on and on about the why and how of 'I'm Harry Potter, so I'm gonna win, Mr. Dark Lord,'" Ginny said.

THE END