Era:

Post-HBP

Rating:

12+ (because of warnings and Ron's language)

Warnings:

Deaths, sensitive topic

Summary:

After a year of working towards defeating Voldemort, it comes down to one battle.

Harry Potter and The Final Six

Chapter One

The high-pitched laugh pierced his ears for the hundredth time that night.

"Do you really think that you can kill me?" Voldemort laughed "Do you really think something as pathetic as Avada Kedavra could really kill me: the great and powerful Lord Voldemort?"

Tears streamed down the seventeen-year-olds face as he screamed the killing curse again and again until the laughing became too much.

"Don't you remember?" Voldemort asked in the most patronising voice the boy had heard "Pure hatred does not work. You have to want me… dead." He screeched with laughter again.

With that, Harry Potter fell to his knees in exhaustion amongst his friends, tears flowing freely. He couldn't do it. He could not kill Voldemort. For a whole year he had been working up to moment. Finding RAB, the Horcruxes, Snape and finally Voldemort himself before tricking him into the Department of Mysteries had taken nearly a whole year of hard, dangerous work. And he was throwing it all away.

"Aw!" continued Voldemort "Is little Harry Potter, oh no, is the 'Chosen One' kneeling to his death? Is the 'Chosen One' welcoming death? Is the 'Chosen One'… crying?" He laughed harder.

Harry wiped his eyes dry and looked to his side to see Ron trying to pull Hermione up off the ground. Her broken legs made her squealing pain until he gave up and just sat her up. Luna was helping a white faced Neville to stand. They had both fought off the Cruciatus Curse so bravely. Ginny. She looked so different. Her face was black and blue which contrasted heavily with the red blood that poured from her nose on to her over-large robes. Her left arm stuck out at a wrong angle but through all this she was still supporting Draco Malfoy. His face and what could be seen through his ripped robes was covered in angry cuts and bruises from being attacked repeatedly. Harry still could not believe his transition from teenage Death Eater to a reliable Order member and friend.

Voldemort seemed to notice Harry's focus dwelling on Ginny.

"She's pretty isn't she." he said calmly "Someone you care a lot for. Don't you Harry. Harry look at me. Look at me!" Harry purposely continued to stare at the struggling pair. Voldemort smiled "Fine. You want it that way. Imperio."

To Harry's horror, Ginny suddenly began snogging Draco with a fiery passion. As he tried to pull away, she pulled him closer. Both had their eyes wide open in terror.

"STOP IT!" yelled Harry as he turned to look in Voldemort's eyes "Stop it! Don't take it…" At that moment he realised how much of a mistake he had made.

"Ah!" Voldemort said with sudden realisation "So Harry, that's what you dream about. That's what you hope to go back to. How would you feel if this." he flicked his wand "Happened?"

The two enemies looked around to Ginny and Draco, they were no longer snogging but the loving look on Ginny's face was enough to hurt Harry.

"Harry?" Draco looked completely bewildered "I swear I did nothing…"

"Draco," interrupted Ginny, she sounded like a lovesick little girl form a cheesy old romance film "Oh, my dear Draco, how come I have only ever of thought of you as a friend? After everything…" Her voice faltered and a hint of normal Ginny appeared on her face for a moment "That happened between us I squashed my feelings for you…"

"Ginny," yelled Ron in confusion "What the bloody hell are you doing?"

"Voldemort, stop it!" begged Harry but the use of his name only made Voldemort even more angry. He flicked his wand again.

"I've had feelings for you ever since we met…" the lovesick Ginny continued before faltering again.

"Harry!" came Hermione's pain filled voice from the floor "Remember she's under his spell. She doesn't mean it!"

"I want you, Draco Malfoy. I lo…"

"No!" yelled Harry as he got to his feet and ran to her and Draco, trying desperately to separate them.

"I love… you, Dra… Draco Ma… No I don't! Get out of my head!" Ginny yelled and pushed Draco into Harry. Voldemort laughed.

"A strong one there. She'll be hard to kill. But I'll kill her in a way you'll…" they never found out how he was going to murder Ginny. She had sent a powerful Bat-Bogey Hex at the dark wizard so he became, slightly, distracted.

"Harry, Draco," said Ginny looking extremely embarrassed "I'm so sorry. He was so powerful and the spell was so hard to throw off… It was like my first year again!"

"It's okay, Ginny." replied Draco in a comforting voice "We all know it's hard." Harry found words beyond him and just pulled Ginny into a warm hug.

As she snuggled into his embrace, Harry thought of his second year. How Ginny had been so quiet and odd, the really bad poem she had sent him on Valentines Day, her face as she tried to tell him and Ron what was going on, the pure numb shock he had felt when he knew she had been taken by Tom and her limp body lying in the Chamber of Secrets. These memories sparked a twinge in his heart which reminded him that behind the tough exterior, Ginny was still a fragile little girl.

"Maybe not-so-little," thought Harry "She'd hex me if I called her little!"

"Crucio!" Ginny suddenly began screaming and violently fitting.

"Ginny!" yelled Harry and Ron. Voldemort had fought off his Bat-Bogeys and began firing spells at the group. Ron ran forward to help Harry put her on the floor.

"Expelliarmus!" screamed Hermione but to no effect.

"Petrificus totalus!" yelled Neville.

"Tarantallegra!" tried Luna.

"Sectumsempra!" Draco's attack seemed to work, although no apparent harm came to Voldemort, Ginny stopped fitting.

"Ginny? Ginny can you hear me?" said Ron concerned.

While the other four continued battling Voldemort, Harry and Ron tried to revive a very weak and pale Ginny. Harry felt for a pulse only to find she did not have one. His heart skipped a beat, leaving a large hole inside him.

A/N:

I know stupid ending but I have BIG plans concerning over 14 pages of handwritten work! My pre-beta's gonna kill me!

Thanks to her!

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