The Last Battle – Chapter 1: The Opposite Victory
Summary: This story is about Harry and Voldemort mainly. Harry put his mind on the fact that the last Horcrux is destroyed and Voldemort is dead at last but unfortunately The Dark Lord comes back once again to get the final Horcrux which is hidden somewhere in a forest. The Horcrux contains the soul of Voldemort and also Harry's as a piece of the Dark Lord's soul went into Harry accidently when Voldemort tried killing Harry shown in the first movie/book. This means that the last Horcrux is linked to Harry and Voldemort and one of them will definitely die depending on who will get this final powerful Horcrux. Who is going to die in this story…..?
Note – This story takes place right after Harry Potter and the Deathly Hollows. We switched Voldemort's death and Fred's death scene. So it begins from where Harry kills Voldemort and then goes back to his friends and sees a dead body.
Harry smudged off the sweat lying on his forehead, carefully trying not to touch his scar. He stared blankly ahead of him. What had just happened? All he could remember was stretching his arm out with a wand in his hand, shouting out possible spells that would destroy 'Him'..."He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named.". Large sparks of lightening were flying out of his wand, soaring towards his opponent. He was fighting back. His slim body was positioned opposite Harry; his daunting face stared at Harry while his hand controlled his wand. He also was shooting spells after spells, hoping that Harry would be lying on the floor, unconscious and hopeless.
After years of enmity and battles, a decision had been made. One of them had to die and say farewell to life. It was quite clear that the final battle would have to be epic. It would be packed of fear, hatred and agony. But it had ended. Today was the day that Harry and Voldemort would finally find out who would win and who would lose. Harry stood there, gazing at the ashes, as the wind blew softly. As a final point, the victory was Harry's and Voldemort's soul passed away. This was Harry's burden that finally got away after his parent's death.
He walked slowly back to his friends where they were defeating the death eaters with all the power they were capable of. He could hear the cheering and laughter. This must be a good sign. But as he came nearer, the laughter faded away and was replaced with sorrow. There was a big crowd of people, all looking at the ground. Tears were falling, whisperers were murmuring and silence had filled the room. They all turned to stare at Harry and cleared away to let him see the disheartening image of death. He looked straight ahead, and there was a body lying on the ground. He looked at everyone's faces and felt sorrow build up in him.
"This couldn't be happening. Not him! On the ground! Not him! Not one of my friends who was always supporting me, since I came to the wizard world. Not...Fred Weasley..." He thought.
All of a sudden Harry's scar started to be in soreness and his mind went completely spiritual. His friends turned around, saw Harry fidgeting on the floor and they worriedly screamed Harry's name. Harry wasn't getting any better, his pain was too agonizing and he couldn't bear it. Hermione tried using the *Mutilation Spell* but the spell was too weak to antidote Harry. Ginny's tears kept on dipping and her heart was beating extremely fast. When Ginny held Harry's hand, his hands were cold as ice and his face all pale; she could barely feel him.
"What is happening to him? HARRY, HARRY RELAX!" Ginny couldn't tolerate seeing Harry in this state and went all anxious.
"Ginny, he'll be fine. But who can be doing this to Harry?" Hermione asked questionably.
On the other hand, the enchantment of Harry's scar is caused by the supreme Dark Lord, Harry's only opponent.
"Harry Potter, son of Lily Potter… thought you defeated me again? Oh dear Potter, you failed and the victory is mine once again!" Voldemort thought of Harry's failure led him with his deathless smile.
Looking at his exquisite reflection through the mirror, Voldemort celebrates his triumph again with his dear friend Bellatrix. In their favourite, pleasant, melancholy cave, their evil laughter full of contentment seemed to be heard in the parallel universe.
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA THIS POTTER FAMILY IS TERMINATED OF FAILURES" squeakily, joyfulness laughed Bellatrix.
"Not yet Bella, I won't let Harry last in amity, he'll have to agonize and croak begging me to spare him but I am afraid this can't be. Next meeting will be very excruciating for him" Voldemort reflects the pain in Harry's eyes in front of him.
The pure-blood witch didn't even have a clue what he was trying to say but didn't dare to ask as her Dark Lord will be enraged and might cause a peril for her to be sent in the Azkaban prison. Voldemort gently looked at Bellatrix and he thought of an amazing tactic that will lead him to the end of Harry at last. This will be much easier for Voldemort as Harry think he is dead.
"My lord, what will be your next seminar with Harry potter?" Bellatrix seemed a bit inquisitive to know what was going on in Voldemort's mind.
"Well, there will be no pity this time. Harry will be demolished and the last Horcrux will be mine!" Voldemort was certainly sure that he'll get the last Horcrux in the Ceasefire Darkwood place where you only hear breeze and screams.
This combat was important for Voldemort and Harry as they both had the prophecy. Voldemort took the decision that he will be going to the Ceasefire Darkwood alone and not take Bellatrix with him as he knew Harry wouldn't want his friends to be in danger after Fred's death and will come by himself. Finding out Voldemort decided to go on his own, Bellatrix felt inferior and wounded but she logically will find her own strategy to get there without her supreme lord knowing. She thought this is her chance and dream to see the last member of the Potter family dying in front of her daunting eyes.