Neville, the New Commander

by Meriwether Weslar

This was written before I fully understood the prophecy. Tis a very short fan fic. I really couldn't place the Genre, so I just had it for Tragedy, a Hamlet thing? ONE SHOT more chaps? what do you want?

1. Default Chapter

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter! Fine! I admit it! sob

"You picked the wrong wizard to kill." said Neville observing Voldemort over Harry's dead body. "If you had tried to kill me, it would have worked, and you'd have no one to fight."

"I know I did," Voldemort snarled. "Now it's time to correct my mistake. He took out his wand and pointed it at Neville, but Neville was quicker.

"AVADA KEDAVRA!" Voldemort fell slumped, to the ground, he was dead.

"NO!" screamed Hermione. "How could you do it? After Harry treated you as a friend, you threw it all away so you could become the next Voldemort." How..." Hermione stopped talking, Neville had apparated.

(This is one of my first ever fan fics, read and review! I have more on the way seeing as finally lets us use wpd! WHEEE!)