THE FINAL BATTLE

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It happened on a night like this

Dark clouds filled the skies

It had come

The final battle

What would decide the fate

Of wizarding kind

It was set by cruel fate

The duel between good and evil

Students filled the grounds

Fighting for their very lives

The unforgivables flew at random

Imperious

Crutius

And the worst

The killing curse

Avada Kedavra

Amidst the bodies and the smoke

To people found each other

The boy who lived

The dark lord

His name forgotten by most

Replaced by a fearful title

Tom Marvolo Riddle

Lord Voldemort

The prophecy decreed it

The deed must be done

To kill or die trying

They faced each other

Two sweat soaked men

Ruby glared into emerald

Their wands were raised

Curses on the tip of their tongues

Then all hell broke loose

Compared to this

The fight before

Was a mild skirmish

Those who had lived before

Now died at the hands of the dark

The boy who lived

Watched his loved ones die

For he was powerless

The power of the dark

Was so over whelming

It swamped him

Like the first rainstorm

After a long drought

Then a cry brought him to

His senses

It was so filled with pain

With love

And with angush

He straightened

As new strength filled his veins

Rising above

He compacted and crushed

He anger, hate, and love

Into one curse

A flash of green and red filled the air

In the after shock

Everyone stood still

The battlefield grew silent

Lord Voldemort

The greatest dark lord

Of his time

Was dead

Killed by the boy who lived

Harry Potter

People slumped to the ground

Some in death

Some in joy

Then the world started to spin

Harry tumbled to the ground

Landing on his side

With a sickening crunch

Three figures rushed to his side

Two girls and a boy

Ginny Weasley

Ron Weasley

Hermione Granger

The boy's best friends

Through all his long years

They stood by him

Helped him threw

With the death of Sirius

When everything went wrong

With the air of a hero

Ron picked up his best friend

He shouldered the weight

Bearing it gladly

For Harry Potter would to see another day

The world was at peace

The dark was vanquished

Conquered and killed

Never to rise again

This is my version of the final battle. I hope that you liked it. Please review. Or you can give me more ideas for writing. Also you can check out my fairy tale poem or a Tamora Pierce poem. Woot lots of fun. Also stay tuned for a story that my friend and me are posting. We haven't figured out a name for it yet though. Her name is Midori Kasatsu. (I think that's how you spell it) anyways. Thank you for reading. NOW CLICK THE FUNNY BUTTON AND REVIEW!