AN: This came to me while I was reading a couple of stories. Hope you find it funny!
Disclaimer: No, I don't own Harry Potter, he belongs to JK Rowling.
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Harry looked over the black meadow. The moonless night left a feeling of fear in him. He heard light steps behind him. He dreaded what he knew what was coming.
"Potter, this is the last time we will meet! You have managed to evade me all these years, but no one, no one, will be able to save you now. I've waited for this moment."
Harry turned slowly, looking into the glowing crimson eyes of Voldemort. His scar throbbed, but Harry ignored it. "I'm not afraid of you!" Harry yelled defiantly. "You can torture me, but I am not afraid of you."
Voldemort cackled, ripping the air with the ungodly sound. "You truly believe you are unafraid? You are insane then! Crucio!" It was too late for Harry to deflect the spell. He fell to the ground, twisting in agony. But he channeled his suffering and glared up at Voldemort with all the hate and pain that had built up through the years of the Dark War. Finally, Harry managed to stand up, shaking, but standing nonetheless.
Harry took out his wand, gathering his strength, despite the pain wracking his body. He took a deep breath and with all his energy screamed, "VOLDIE!"
Voldemort dropped his wand in shock and stumbled backwards with a look of terror in his eyes. "No!" he whispered, "You can't do this to me!" A red light enveloped him. Voldemort became smaller and smaller until he was downright tiny. "No!" he screamed again, his voice rising to the pitch of a chipmunk. The red light disappeared and all that was left on the ground was a cute little doll with red eyes.
Harry walked over and picked up the doll, smirking. "You know, you'd be a perfect present for Draco's new baby boy."
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AN: Did you find it funny? I think I'm just tired... Thanks go to my not-so-silent beta reader, Crazy Retasu. Go read her stuff! This is a commentary on those many, many, "Harry Vanquishes Voldemort in a weird way" story, with the odd relationships in the story.
I don't think I get the story, and I wrote it.