Disclaimer: I wish I owned these boys.
A/N: God, it's been awhile, hasn't it? I know it's been awhile since I actually typed anything, that's for sure. My computer says that I typed this up aroudn the Third of December 2005. So I guess that it's not really that old, but...still kinda feels like it. I judge that the story is about halfway finished. I have points A and B figured out, but not the route on how to get there, nor the pitstops. And this is only the prologue.
And last but not least, this fic was inspired by the TATU song '30 Minutes' which I heard the first time as the background mucis to a SetoXJou amv. The summery is part of the subject line that I found on the file. Odd, ne?
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A set of four pops went unheard.
Jaded eyes looked across the field where the battle raged. The eyes just swept over the unfamiliar faces, not registering who was who, nor which side they had affiliated themselves with. Death Eaters no longer wore masks as they affected their sight and since their robes were in short demand as well many had forgone that ritual long ago, making it easy for them to blend in with those against them. A woman stood out that he didn't recognize, looking sadly at him.
But he didn't see this. All he saw was the face at the other side of the field, glowing red eyes mocking him from across the distance. He started walking towards the monster at the other side of the battle.
For a second, he thought that the lips had contorted to form four syllables, but the moment passed and he was unsure.
As soon as they noticed him walking calmly amongst all the fighting, Death Eater and Auror alike just froze. They intuitively knew that this was the Last Battle, the one spoke of in Trelawney's third and final prophecy. She had been killed shortly after that.
They parted like waves before him as he made his way to the smirking Dark Lord but his cool, mint-colored eyes stayed static only on him.
The Dark Lord's smirk deepened as a lone voice from the crowd on one of the parted sides let out a loud, "Avada Kedavra!"
A shocked look overcame the thin features of the young man as he turned to face the spell, eyes locking with the Death Eater that had thrown it.
Before it hit on green wings, he swiveled back to Voldemort, eyes narrowed.
Even as the spell hit, there was still enough soul in him to whisper, "Bastard."
Death Eater and Auror inwardly trembled at the sight of the Dark Lord cackling over the final defeat of Harry Potter, even as Severus Snape stood, staring transfixed at the smoking tip of his wand.
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Well, I guess I'll see you all next Sunday with the next installement, ne? Review please! I have to write the path between A and B!
(glomps)
Glue