Disclaimer: I own nothing. The italics part in the beginning is taken directly from pg. 725 in the 7th book
Real
"In uncertain times, the uncertain rules apply
Caught in the blind spot of mirrored love" Goo Goo Dolls
"I do not require assistance," said Voldemort coldly, and though he could not see it, Harry pictured Bellatrix withdrawing a helpful hand. "The boy… Is he dead?"
There was complete silence in the clearing. Nobody approached Harry, but he felt there concentrated gaze; it seemed to press him harder into the ground, and he was terrified a finger or an eyelid might twitch.
"Bellatrix, go check and see whether he is dead or not." Harry lay face down in the ground knowing he was dead, knowing he had no chance in living if Voldemort's greatest supporter was to come and check on him. He wouldn't live there was simply no chance left for him he had already escaped countless times from Voldemort he had no chance this time. Bellatrix was getting closer he could feel the footsteps hitting the ground, and still felt no fear he instead thought of Ginny, his first and only love. She had beautiful red hair, and those endless brown eyes, she would be his last thoughts he was determined to remember her last of all. Bellatrix stepped down and felt his heartbeat on his chest, there was a small gasp of surprise before she leap up saying "He is still alive!"
There was a roar of outrage that came from Voldemort, he screamed, and shrieked, there was so much pain to be heard in his voice that everyone in the surrounding area heard it. Including all the survivors of the order's side in Hogwarts castle who didn't know what to make of it except for a few.
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Hermione and Ron turned and looked at each other once the heard the horrid scream that could only belong to one person, and said "Harry" at the exact same time. Hermione worried said, "You don't think it could be him do you? Do you think Harry killed Voldemort, or at least managed to make him really angry? We haven't seen him since Voldemort made his offer to save us and you know Harry…" They stared at each other both wondering if Harry was stupid enough to sacrifice himself for everyone, when he knew they would fight to the end for him. Hermione gazed at all the destruction of the world around them the castle in ruins, all the dead bodies lying on the floor and she saw Fred's body and tried to choke back a sob.
Ron heard Hermione sob and grabbed her murmuring, "It's going to be ok; everything will be ok in the end." When he said it he actually believed it, I mean everything has turned out right in the past so why shouldn't it know, he was too afraid to even consider the other possibility. Hermione cried, and cried, because she just didn't know what else to do, and let Ron try to comfort her, even though she was afraid that he wouldn't be right in the end. She held on to the thought that good will always triumph over evil like all the movies, and muggle books she ever read.
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The horrible cry that sounded like some animal dying rang clearly in Neville's ears, and he thought, well that can't be good looks like someone finally managed to do what I've been trying to do all year. Which would be trying to defeat Voldemort, I don't think they killed him though, I just think he's seriously outraged, because when someone uses the killing curse there's no time for a scream, its just death, silently, and instantly. Either way I need to keep going and continue on trying to find missing people from the first part of the battle. I just wish I knew how I could do my part for Harry, how to help, considering he has barely talked to us since he's finally shone up again.
He heard a groan from behind him and turned around to try and figure out which body had made the noise so he could get them to the great hall for help. Neville figured that hey at least I tried to do my part here during the year and take over for the great boy who lived. I taught a ton of kids how to fight so that tonight this final night we've all been counting down to they had a chance to live, and now I'm helping them all by finding those who need saving. At least I'm doing something, even if it isn't much, he held on to that thought while he continued searching for other survivors.
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Ginny was on the battlefield also searching for survivors that still needed help when she heard Voldemort's scream ring through the air. It was the only time she had ever heard it but she knew immediately what it was, even though she wasn't quite sure how. She continued looking around though now thinking where could Harry have gotten to I haven't seen him in a while. I just want to make sure he's ok, because if Voldemort's mad it probably means Harry either knows why or had something to do with it. She heard someone make a groaning noise as she walked by and looked down and found Luna lying on the ground.
"Luna" Ginny said, "Luna" she repeated. Of course she thought it was Luna, she wasn't really sure considering the clothes were ripped up, the persons face was all bloodied, and it looked like someone had burnt half their hair off. "What was the scream?" Luna mumbled, or something close to it, so Ginny reached down a hand to help her up, and said, "I'm not sure but I think it was Voldemort, are you ok?" Luna looked around almost as if trying to figure out where she was and said "Yeah, just a little banged up, where is You-Know-Who anyway?" Ginny replied "Somewhere in the forest I think."
Luna thought about that, and decided well I really hope Harry's not dead because that means that You-Know-Who will probably win, which would be horrible. It would mean going back to that awful manor there was just so many narggles, and other things there. Not to mention how gloomy the place really got to be, and I probably wouldn't have any company like I had Mr. Olivander last time. I suppose I should get my knee checked out its feeling kind of funny. Ginny looked over at Luna wondering what in the world is she thinking, and coming up blank decided it was probably best not to know.
For the time being though she knew she was supposed to be looking for more survivors she couldn't, she just couldn't. She had to find Harry why because whenever Voldemort is angry, well it means Harry is connected somehow, and I just-I'm not sure if I know what to do without him. Harry has been part of my life in some shape or form since I was eleven and I'm not about to let that change anytime soon.
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Draco looked around at Hogwarts falling apart around him, some fire scorches here, a bit of the ceiling on the ground there, and some chunks of the stair case missing. How could it be that his world had collapsed before his very eyes, he thought one day he was the 'prince of slytherin' the next a servant, closer to a house elf, of the Dark Lord. What had happened, what had changed?
Voldemort's shriek of outrage echoed down through out the halls of Hogwarts, and Draco chuckled a little to himself. That sound, that scream, oh he had heard that before that means the Dark Lord is pissed, which is just great considering he's about to go into battle which means he's going to start blindly killing people. Not that he wasn't going to be doing that in the first place anyways, it just means it's going to be so much worse now. Idly he wondered what Potter had done now to so royally piss him off?
Draco continued his wanderings through the castle now thinking of how Potter saved his life earlier, what am I supposed to do now, do I fight for Potter, the good side, or for the Dark Lord's side. I don't even know where my loyalties lie anymore; I was treated, as no better than a house elf for the past year by the Dark Lord, do I really still want to follow him. But Potter, how could I fight for him we've hated each other since the moment we met, but now as I look back on all those years of our childhood fighting I cant help but think it doesn't matter anymore. Potter is past it so I should be too, after all our childhood fights just don't seem like such a big deal compared to the Dark Lord.
Draco kicked a left over bit of stone on the ground still just as confused as ever about what he should do.
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Voldemort stared down at Harry, not the golden Boy Who Lived, he even sneered the name in his thoughts; no he was simply the boy who will NOT DIE. "How, how…. Is … he not dead yet!" Voldemort screamed the thought out, but not nearly as loud this time only those in the small clearing could hear him.
Harry lay below still face down on the grass, and titled his head up so he could see the scene unfolding around him. It started with Voldemort looking outraged, just pure rage, anger, and hatred searing through ever vein in his body it seemed like. The Death Eaters still standing in a semi-circle around him looking so shocked, so surprised, and above all else horrified at the rage that was slowly building in Voldemort.
Well this is finally it Harry thought, after so many close encounters with death, I will finally die. I've never really thought about dieing before and how I would die but this seems like a very plausible way I would die, at Voldemort's hands. Once I'm dead I will be reunited with all the family I have lost through out the years. I've wanted to see them for all these years and now I finally can but I don't know if I'm ready to leave this world yet. Harry winced on the ground thinking of the current, the feeling of constant pain it seemed like he had had it ever since he had been on the run. At least death will be painless and quick, because Voldemort wants me dead as soon as possible, but how can I leave the world without killing Voldemort first, he would win the war, and everything else, and he would soon take over everything.
Which means I have to kill him now in these last few minuets of my life before he kills me, but there is still the snake horrocrux to kill so I have no chance of winning. Harry began to painfully push himself up to a standing position getting his wand out, as quickly as possible but it didn't matter because once he was on his feet, Voldemort and the Death Eaters seemed to snap out of their shock. Suddenly Harry was facing all the Death Eaters wands pointed directly at him.
Voldemort screamed again once he realized that Harry had been trying to attack him, " Boy, you will die now, Avada Ke-" "Nooooooo!!!" Someone's scream could be heard from a distance. Ginny hurtled herself into the clearing knocking down and landing on top of Harry in the process. It seemed like she was trying to protect and cover him as much as possible, not like she really stood a chance against Voldemort. "Ginny, what- how did you get here" Harry sputtered obviously very confused; he was just so shocked to see her here how had she found him. "I used a finder spell, and remember I love you, and I am willing to sacrifice myself for you, and every one else in the castle is willing to do the same, we all love you so-" Ginny tried to say but was cut off by Voldemort. "Ah look at the blood traitor trying to protect him isn't that just so cute," sneered Voldemort. The Death Eaters laughter in the background sounded cold and cruel to Harry's ears. "Well since your girlfriend wants to protect you why don't we let her, Avada Kedavra."
The green light shot out of Voldemort's wand before Harry, or Ginny could say anything about it, it hit her squarely in the chest killing her instantly. The Death Eaters laughed their cold chuckle again, and Voldemort looked triumphant for a second before he focused again on Harry. But Harry no longer cared whether he lived or died because when all was said and done Ginny Weasley was dead never to wake again.
Authors Note: So tell me what you thought, this will have more chapters and probably end up being a very long story so add it to your story alert if you want to keep track of it I will try to update once a week. I am also looking for a beta to help with my grammar you can tell I need it.