Nothing Can Stop Me Now
Disclaimer: runs to hide under desk Okay these people want my autograph. I'm not famous, I just write fan fiction. What's that? They think I'm J.K. Rowling. Laughs evily Nope sorry to let you down but I'm just little ole me. Not Rowling and I don't own anything she does except the plot grins and runs away
A/N: Yah don't yell at me I know this is very OOC but it was kinda…I don't know… Ok so I was reading about the Columbine school shooting and that's what inspired me to do it. Oh yah this is a ONESHOT.
Harry walked back into Hogwarts, his wand gripped firmly in his right hand. Hermione saw him in the Entrance Hall, "Harry what's wrong? Why do you look so—AHHHH!" she was dead.
Harry kept walking down into the dungeons with a single curse Snape was dead. Harry turned around and walked back to the Entrance Hall cursing anyone he saw. With that, Hannah Abbot, Neville Longbottom and Seamus Finnagen were dead.
Harry went up the grand-staircase. There he found Ginny, Fred and George Weasly. Within seconds they were dead. He proceeded down the hall killing four more students. Seven on the next staircase he came to.
By the time he'd reached the third floor he left eighteen students dead on the second floor alone (no counting the stair).
Three students died on the third floor. Nine on the fourth. When he reached the fifth floor, after killing two students, he found a shortcut back to the Entrance Hall.
From there he proceeded to the Great Hall.
Harry was in the Gryffindor Tower, hovering over one, last, sleeping body. The redhead boy screamed and died.
Harry, realizing what he had done, staggered down to the Great Hall where Dumbledore stood. Before anything could be done, Dementors "ran" into the room and took Harry out onto the grounds.
Harry need not be told what was going to happen. The head Demenotr took Harry by the shoulders. Before it could do anything. Harry was dead. He'd killed himself.
The death toll for that day was 359. The largest massaccre second only to one of Voldemort's. And so ended the life of the boy who lived.
ducks flying objects Oh come on. ducks again Haha you missed. get's hit over the head with a bookIt wasn't that bad. Ok so maybe it was. Hey here's an idea. Why don't you hit that little review button, and instead of throwing things at me, review me.