WARNING!!!! WARNING!!!! CONTAINS BOOK 7 SPOILERS!!!

A/N: Well hello there welcome to my latest fan fic I would like to at this point warn you that this fic does contain spoilers for the latest and (sob) last Harry Potter book (Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows) on a different note what did everyone think? I thought it was brilliant, I queued up from Thursday morning outside Piccadilly circus to get the book and the atmosphere was brilliant only matched by the book itself. So if you were there give me a shout if you weren't give me a review! I am keen to find out what everyone else's thoughts on the book were so plz let me know! Oh and there are extracts from Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows in this as this fan fiction runs parallel with the book. But for now the story…Oh and I would greatly appreciate a beta for this story as I am pretty sure that about a hundered things have gone wrong in the first paragraph.

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter although I wish I did if anyone knows when the rights to Harry Potter go on sale plz let me know!!!!

Chapter One: Hagrid

A rumble of scuttling reached Hagrids ears over the roar of the raging war around him. Aragog's kin had joined the fight. He thundered down the corridor in time to see enemies and allies alike shoot a range of spells at the advancing spiders.

"Don't hurt 'em, Don't hurt 'em!"

As one thousands of eyes turned to face him and the next moment he was engulfed by a see of black. His yell was unheard as he was pushed towards the exit catching a glimpse of Harry's shocked face before disappearing out into the night air. All he could hear was the scuttling of spiders feet on the cold ground, as he struggled against them, but it was useless. He saw nothing as he was plunged into the total darkness of the forbidden forest, and when he finally saw lights it was the moonlight in a clearing where ten or so death eaters stood. They had been ordered to stay behind. Hagrid was dumped on the floor and before he could move ten stunners flew his way. His world went black.

"This time, I shall enter the fray myself, Harry Potter, and I shall find you and punish every last man, woman and child who has tried to conceal you from me. One hour."

Hagrid opened his eyes to see a crowded clearing, not of friends but of foes. Hundreds of Death Eaters surrounded but none took any notice of him standing there tied tightly to a tree, unable to move. There was a gentle murmur of talking amongst the lower ranked Death Eaters or those who he assumed were lower ranked as anyone of named importance was in the front row and deathly silent. Lestrange stood with her customary smirk that rivalled her brother-in-laws who was standing opposite her with her sister Narcissa Malfoy, both Malfoys appeared worried but did not voice out their concerns to anyone. Crabbe and Goyle senior were standing nearby but with more confidence than suited there think natures, the resemblance that carried on to their sons was more than just in looks. One man was missing, where was Snape? But Hagrid did not have long to ponder on thins thought as suddenly the low muttering was gone as urgency swept through the assembled crowd, he looked around wandering why but the swish of a cloak from behind him was all he needed to know. He-who-must-not-be-named had arrived.

"Yaxley, Dolohov go search the perimeter of the forest for Potter he is bound to turn up soon." The two addressed left the throng and immediately headed to the outskirts of the forest. "My faithful Death Eaters the time has come. Tonight is the night that we take over full control, without Potter there can be no resistance, without Potter no one remains that can stand in my way. Tonight my friends is the night that Harry Potter," He spat out. "The boy-who-lived will finally die…"

"THAT'S A LIE! HARRY WILL NOT FALL FOR YOUR PLANS!"

"Ah…who is this? Hagrid you are half giant I believe. We could use people like you in my ar…"

"I WILL NEVER JOIN YOU!" Hagrid roared.

"Then you will watch your beloved Potter die, and you will have to tell everyone whilst you cradle his pathetic DEAD body. I do not have time to watch you blubber at me like a small child. Silencio." Hagrid fell silent unable to interrupt Voldemorts next words. "When Potter comes to me tonight, which he will as I have a friend of his hostage, none of you are to move. You will all have the honour to watch his cold worthless body fall to the floor and then after Hogwarts has surrendered I will let all of you have a turn at mutilating him beyond all repair." He smirked at his Death Eaters. "You may be wondering where one Hogwarts headmaster has disappeared to. Well he is dead, by my hand which means to the more intelligent of you, who may have already figured this out, I now have full control over the elder wand. Now my friends I am completely unstoppable. I am now immortal AND the most powerful man ever to be recorded in the history books. Lucius how long does Potter have left of his last hour?"

"15 minutes, my lord." Voldemort looked shocked at this piece of information.

"How strange, Why has he not appeared?" Voldemort stared around at his followers, deep in thought.

The sound of crunching leaves reached the ears of Voldemort and he looked around to find out who was moving, his eyes met Yaxley and Dolohov as they re-entered the clearing with solemn faces.

"No sign of him, my lord." Dolohov spoke eyes down as he addressed Voldemort who turned away in silence.

"My lord-"

"I thought he would come, I expected him to come. I was it seems…mistaken."

"You weren't."

All heads turned to the speaker and Hagrids heart plummeted as he saw a young, strong and defiant Harry standing at the edge of the clearing, no wand or weapon in sight.

"Harry! NO! NO! NO! HARRY, WHAT'RE YEH-?" Hagrid started shouting at the teen who seemingly took no notice of him, as his eyes were on Voldemort.

"QUIET!" and Hagrid was hit by another silencing spell before he even realised that the previous one had been lifted. Hagrids pleads fell on deaf ears as the silencing spell prevented him from protecting Harry. Harry was too young to have to face this war, too young to fight in it, too young to die.

'Harry don't do this please run, run away now'…Hagrid thought urgently as if there was some way that Harry would be able to hear his words. He struggled violently against his bindings, but it was no use. He could neither speak to Harry or run and save Harry, He was helpless. He missed Voldemorts next words as he concentrated on freeing himself, he only saw the danger that Harry was in. His world went in slow motion as he saw Voldemort cock his head to one side and slowly lift up his wand towards Harry.

He froze.

"Avada Kedavra"

The unstoppable green light left the elder wand and flew towards Harry who just stared at it, as though willing it to kill him. As the light hit Harry squarely in the chest images of happier times filled Hagrids eyes. James and Lily at Hogwarts when they had finally realised they liked each other, James and Lily announcing to the order that they were expecting, holding baby Harry in his arms for the first time while Lily showed him how to support his head, Harrys tiny fingers reaching out and clasping his beard tightly, meeting Harry for the first time in ten years to take him to Diagon Alley, seeing Harrys eyes light up at the sight of his first birthday present Hedwig, Harry realising that he loved Ginny. All of these memories and more came to an abrupt end as Harry's body fell to the ground with a dull thud.

Hagrid barely registered that Voldemort too had stumbled to the floor and that his faithful supporters had surrounded their lord to find out what was wrong. His eyes never once left Harrys motionless body. The silencing spell prevented anyone from hearing his cries of despair.

"Harry!" "No…"

He was in his own world praying against hope that Harry was still alive but in his heart he knew there was no way Harry could have survived. The tears falling down his cheeks were a waterfall creating a lake at his feet, and they paused as Hagrid watched someone approach Harry's body. Narcissa Malfoy crouched down next to him and placed her hands on his chest, his hopes built themselves up as she took her time analysing his body but they crashed down harshly bringing with them a new wave of tears.

"He is dead!"

Voldemort smiled at last as she made her announcement smugly he turned to his followers.

"You see? Harry Potter is dead by my hand, and no man alive can threaten me now! Watch! Crucio!" Voldemort aimed his wand at Harry for a second time and this time Harrys lifeless body flew up in the air several times throwing off his glasses and when the body hit the floor for the last time Harry's face came into clearer view and Hagrid saw how Harry's mouth was slightly ajar and that his eyelids were closed hiding the bright emerald eyes that he had inherited from his mother.

'He looked at peace, but how could he be at peace when his world had just been turned upside down' Hagrid thought solemnly.

"Now, We go to the castle, and show them what has become of their hero. Who shall drag the body? No-Wait-" He saw Hagrid still tied up against a tree in his own little world. "You carry him," He said releasing Hagrid from his bindings and from the silencing spell but all Hagrid could do was stumble and cry. "He will be nice and visible in your arms, will he not? Pick up your little friend, Hagrid. And the glasses-put on the glasses-he must be recognisable."

As Hagrid stumbled through the path that the Death Eaters made for him to Harry's body he saw Bellatrix Lestrange force Harry's glasses back on to his face roughly. He numbly registered how light Harry's body was as he gently scooped him into his arms and cradled him as though he were about to break.

"Move."

Hagrid forced his legs to move forward step by step, each step bringing forth a new wave of tears and mourning. In the darkness of the forest he saw outlines of centaurs on the edge of the forest path, and he felt a strong surge of anger towards them.

"BANE! Happy now, are yeh, that yeh didn' fight, yeh cowardly bunch o' nags? Are yeh happy Harry Potter's-d-dead…?" He faltered as the truth hit him like a flood. He would never see Harry alive ever again, would never watch his face light up around his friends, or they joy in Harry's eyes when he played Quidditch. Harry's life had been snatched before he had got to live it. And there was nothing that Hagrid could do to change it. Harry was gone, forever.

"Stop." The group had reached the edge of the forest without Hagrid ever realising that they had been moving. "Harry Potter is dead. He was killed as he ran away," A fresh surge of anger reappeared inside of Hagrid but his pain at Harry's death beat his urge to attack Voldemort and to shout out the truth to the world. "trying to save himself while you lay down your lives for him. We bring you his body as proof that your hero is gone. The battle is won, You have lost half your fighters. My Death Eaters outnumber you and the boy who lived is finished." More tears streamed down his cheeks unable to hide themselves from the world any longer. "Anyone who continues to resist, man, woman or child, will be slaughtered, as will every member of their family. Come out of the castle, now, kneel before me, and you shall be spared. Your parents and children, your brothers and sisters will live, and be forgiven, and you will join me in the new world we shall build together." Voldemorts voice returned to normal level as he addressed Hagrid who was still trying in vain to hold back the tears but was failing miserably. "Come."

"Harry, Oh, Harry…Harry…" He walked forwards slowly past his hut and away from the forbidden forest. In the distance he could see the lights from the entrance hall and he watched as the lights crept out over the grounds.

"Stop."

The lights from the entrance hall flickered slightly and he saw the slow movement of people as they headed outside from the Great Hall to see what was going on.

"NO!" McGonagall's cry resounded throughout the grounds and in the distance Hagrid could see someone collapse to the floor at the sight of Harry's clearly visible body, lying dead in his arms. He knew exactly how she felt as it was only his half giant strength and Harry in his arms that kept him from collapsing to the ground along with her.

"No!" "No!" "Harry! HARRY!"

Hagrid saw the three people in the world who he knew would take Harry's death worse than he would. They had been with him from the beginning they had pulled him through each year alive, they are the ones who gave him the power to love when his own family had stripped it away from him. Harry's best friend Ron had stood by him through thick and thin, even through his own jealousy. His other close friend Hermione who had given him the knowledge and the power to defeat Voldemort every time he had faced him…but she couldn't help Harry tonight. And then there was Ginny, Hagrid knew she would feel Harry's death the most. They were soul mates, in love even if they were to young to understand it, but Harry would never get the chance to understand what could have been between him and Ginny. Harry could never come back, all because he could do nothing to save him from Voldemort. The un-subsiding tears increased in intensity and he forced himself to look away from the free who were clinging on to each other in an effort to remain standing.

"SILENCE! It is over! Set him down, Hagrid, at my feet, where he belongs!" Voldemort broke the cries of pain and hurt and broke through Hagrids thoughts of what could have been. He moved slowly and painfully still cradling the unmoving body of his friend, he gently placed Harry's body where he was told to and he used his hands to cover his face and freely mourn for all that had been lost. "You see? Harry Potter is dead! Do you understand now, deluded ones? He was nothing, ever, but a boy who relied on others to sacrifice themselves for him!"

Anger surged through Hagrid like never before, his tears paused for a moment as he looked up intending to say something but he was beaten by Ron.

"He beat you!" Several yells of agreement met Ron's shout and pride washed through Hagrid to know that Harry's death did not mean the end of the fight like he had expected it to. There would always be people there to continue Harry's fight even if all was lost like it was now.

"He was killed while trying to sneak out of the castle grounds, killed while trying to save himself-" and suddenly quick as a flash someone had broken free of the crowd and charged at Voldemort. With a wave of his hand the figure had flown back and landed on the floor with a crash. A wave of recognition hit Hagrid as he realised who it was.

Neville.

"And who is this? Who volunteered to demonstrate what happens to those who continue to fight when the battle is lost?" Bellatrix ran forward eager to please her master.

"It is Neville Longbottom, my Lord! The boy who has been giving the Carrows so much trouble! The son of the aurors, remember?"

"Ah, yes, I remember, but you are a pure-blood, aren't you, my brave boy?" Bravery didn't come into it Hagrid thought as he watched Neville stand tall and strong at the man who was responsible for so much pain and suffering in the world, and the man responsible for Harry's death.

"So what if I am?" Neville replied without a quaver in his voice. This was a man who was prepared to die for his cause.

"You show spirit, and bravery, and you come of noble stock. You will make a very valuable Death Eater. We need your kind, Neville Longbottom."

"I'll join you when hell freezes over, Dumbledore's Army!" He shouted and many more shouts from behind him on the stairs leading into Hogwarts. All cheering for the same thing. Hagrid opened his mouth to join them but couldn't find the words, and his chance was gone before he could find his voice.

"Very well, if that is your choice, Longbottom, we revert to the original plan. On your head be it." He waved his hand towards Hogwarts. "There will be no more sorting at Hogwarts school, There will be no more house. The emblem, shield and colours of my noble ancestor, Salazar Slytherin, will suffice for everyone, won't they, Neville Longbottom?" A crash came from the castle and Hagrid looked up in time to see one of the few remaining Hogwarts windows smash to pieces because of a small object that forced its way through. "Neville is now going to demonstrate what happens to anyone foolish enough to continue to oppose me." The Hogwarts sorting hat fell in Voldemorts outstretched hands, and he then placed it on Neville's head. With a glance to ensure that everyone around him was watching he waved his wand at Neville and the hat burst into flames sending Neville up in flames with it. Hopelessness filled Hagrid again as he knew that there was nothing that he could do. Neville was going to die. Screams filled the night air and all of a sudden several things happened at once. A loud roar came from the boundaries of Hogwarts as hundreds of people swarmed over the walls which were hidden, out of sight from Hagrids position on the grounds. And from the side of the castle came a huge lumbering figure, larger than Hagrid himself, shouting "HAGGER!"

Grawps cry alerted the giants who stood behind Hagrid who issued cries of their own and then charged forward towards the lone giant, creating a mini earthquake. Then arrows rained down on them all and Hagrid had to cover his head with his arms whilst the centaurs made their attack. When he finally looked up it was to find Neville had broken free of the flaming hat and pulled out a silver sword and in one fluid motion chopped off Voldemorts snakes head. Hagrid turned his head to where Harrys body lay in order to pick him up and move him to safety, but it was gone.

"HARRY! HARRY-WHERE'S HARRY?"

Chaos swept across the Hogwarts Grounds but no matter how desperately Hagrid searched and shouted Harry's body was no where to be seen. Revenge took over Hagrids brain and he forced himself to push Harry's body to the back of his mind as he charged straight into battle. He shepherded a group of Death Eaters into Hogwarts and into a corner of the Entrance Hall as the house elves freed themselves from the kitchens and charged at the advancing Death Eaters. His umbrella was no where to be found but that didn't matter to Hagrid as he hit every thing he could lay his hands on and when one of the Death Eaters aimed the Crucio at him it rebounded off his thick skin leaving him with enough chance to grab the said Death Eater and fling him into the Great Hall where his head hit the floor with a sickening crack that could barely be heard underneath the roar of one extremely angry Molly Weasley.

"NOT MY DAUGHTER, YOU BITCH!"

Turning his mind back on the Death Eaters who he had cornered he clasped his hand around one of their necks and squeezed tightly taking his grief out on them. He then proceeded to snap another ones arm and shove them into the wall where they collapsed from shock. The other two Death Eaters were obviously low key because at the sight of their comrades being defeated so easily by a half-giant they had dropped their wands to the floor and held their hands up in defeat. Hagrid bent down quickly and took both of the wands before using one of them to cast stunners at each of them. Hagrid then moved into the Great Hall in time to see Bellatrix Lestrange fall to the floor.

Voldemorts cry echoed around the hall louder than the cries of war of those still fighting. Hagrid saw what was about to happen and a second before he could act a cry halted all fights that were still going on,

"Protego!"

As everyone turned to see who had shouted a figure emerged from underneath an invisibility cloak. Tall, proud and defiant Harry Potter emerged alive with his wand outstretched and facing Voldemort.

"Harry!" Hagrid called, and he was not the only one. Death Eaters and Hogwartians alike had joined him in his surprise. Harry was alive, all was not lost. Relief spread through him like wildfire and he ran forward to help him but was held back.

"I don't want anyone else to try to help, It's got to be like this. It's got to be me." Harry spoke to everyone in the room whilst circling Voldemort and never once taking his emerald eyes off of Voldemorts red ones. Hagrid felt pride wash over him as he never once took his eyes off the friend who he had believed to be dead, the friend who he had carried in his arms whilst mourning his dead. He listened to every word Harry spoke and obeyed him not moving from where he stood just watching the events unfold in front of him…

A/N: And that is where I leave it for now until the final chapter. Next chapter is Neville's point of view. Wow that is the longest chapter that I have ever written, don't you think that deserves a review?