The Last Goodbye
"Noooooooo, Harry" screamed a vivacious red-head." I have to do it, Ginny, it is the only way I can stop him!" said an untidy black-haired boy with a lightning bolt shaped scar on his forehead. There was a flash of light and when Ginny, Hermione and Ron looked up, Harry had vanished.
THUD! Harry winced as he landed face first on a cold, hard surface. He got up and looked around. "It looks like a dungeon or something", thought Harry as he had taken in everything. "So this is where I have to face Voldemort," he thought. " Indeed, Potter, this is where the Dark Lord will try to get rid off you, although he shan't, I'm afraid." Harry turned sharply. The room smelled of sherry and he had most definitely heard that voice before. "Professor Trelawney? What in the world are you doing here?", asked Harry. "My dear boy, possessing such magical talents as I do comes at a terrible price. That ratty little man tried to get a prophecy out of me. I simply told him that the Inner Eye does not see upon command," finished Professor Trelawney. "In any case they would have thrown me into the dungeon, but at least I saved my sherry bottles, she said pointing to a few half full bottles of liquid." "Snape, where is Snape? I have to finish him off first I'll never forgive him for what he did to Dumbledore." "Right here, boy. Now, you were saying?" Harry turned and saw his most hated enemy after Voldemort, of course standing in the doorway. He raised his wand and fired a curse straight at him. It was a reckless move , Harry knew but one that was almost second nature to him.Sanpe had easily deflected the curse and was now about to perform the Cruciatus Curse when suddenly Harry sliently performed the same that Snape had been thinking. "I'm going to make you suffer, just like you made me suffer when you killed Dumbledore and joined Voldemort. You're a nasty, power hungry, sneak and I am going to put you out of your misery." "Just do it already, Potter or are you scared?" Snape smirked. " I don't think this the time to be playing, Snape because you're about to die." With that sentence, Harry picked up his wand and instead of doing Avada Kedavra stabbed his wand through Snape's cold heart. " That was for you, Dumbledore" Harry thought and wiped Snape's dirty, cold blood off his wand.