Sacrifice
Harry stopped and contemplated what he had to do. He stood up and looked of the cliff, the dark sky looming, the gentle breeze blew across his face. He turned to the two people behind him.
Neville had picked up his wand and was pointing it at the crumpled heap that was Voldemort.
He opened his mouth 'Ava -'
"No!" Harry stoped him "You can't kill him, no one can except me."
"But Harry can you do it, can you kill someone?"
"I can kill him " Harry grinded his teeth.
"Well I guess you don't have a choice"
Neville stepped back. "I'm right here, Harry"
Harry stood above Voldemort, his wand held firmly in his sweaty hand. He pointed it down at him "Avada Kadavra" he whispered. A bright green light came from his wand. It bounced of Voldemort's chest and flew into the night sky. Harry stood shocked. He cleared his throat. "AVADA KEDAVRA" he yelled power in his voice. The light erupted from his wand but once again it rebounded and hit a tree, burning it to a crisp.
Voldemort looked up at Harry, his look of pain turned into a wicked smile.
"You can't kill me boy" he closed his eyes "I am invincible."
Harry steeped back "no you must die bitch" a rush of realisation churned in Harry's mind.
He looked down at the blood staining his clothes. He thought back to Dumbledore's dying words.
"Only you can kill Voldemort but you have to make a great sacrifice."
Harry had sacrificed a lot. He had lost a lot of his friends in this war, Cedric, Fred, Ginny, Dean, Sirius and Dumbledore. He had watched as Voldemort had torched and killed Cho. He had given his life to revenge.
Now he knew what he had to do. He had to die. Dumbledore had told him that some of Voldemort's powers had been transferred into him on that fateful night sixteen years ago. If Harry stayed alive- so would Voldemort.
Harry turned to Neville. He looked afraid and confused.
"Neville-only I can kill him"
"Doesn't look like you can, mate."
"I only need to kill myself."
"Where did you get that idea?"
"I have a part of him in me, he can't die unless I do."
Neville looked like he was going to protest, instead he said. "Are you sure?"
Harry nodded, jaw set. "It's the only way, but you're going to have to finish him off for me."
"Of cause"
Harry looked at the edge of the cliff then backed to Neville. "Tell Hermione and Ron I love them"
Neville's eyes were filling with tears. Harry's face remained brave and determined.
"Good bye Neville." Harry ran towards the edge of the cliff and leapt.
A moment later, Voldemort let out a scream of pain. Neville dropped to the ground, loud sobs escaping him.
His grip on his wand tightened. He swallowed hard and said in a shaky, weak voice "Avada Kadavra"
A bright green light hit Voldemort and his body went limp. Neville tried to stand up but collapsed. He had been too weak for to long.
He sat against a tree, steady tears flowing silently from his eyes.
Eventually he stood up and made his way to the bottom of the mountain. He found Harry's broken body and hoisted him over his shoulder.
He carried him to the closest town.
Harry, once known as the boy who lived, had died to save the world. He was a hero and a friend.
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A/N: I've always imagined Harry Potter would end like this so instead of waiting to see if I'm right, I'm writing it myself.
