Storyid: 2792023

Name: When the Nightmare is Over

Author: darak27

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Chapter: 1

Author's Note: Hey, I know this is short. I'd just like to see how well this plot would

be received. This is an AU obviously and since this is just a figment of my imagination, let's stretch it a bit more and pretend that the time was during the Freak Nation era in Dark Angel and after Half-blood Prince. Let's also pretend that Max, Alec and Harry are all the same age, 21.

Pairings: Max/Alec, Harry/ ?, Ron/Hermione…

Disclaimer: Not mine, just borrowed and fiddled around with to provide entertainment to myself and other people.

Chapter 1 - The End

Tired and weary eyes focused on the vast area of destruction before him. Last night had been another bloody battle between good and evil and he's getting tired of it…so tired. So many people lost…so many people he cared about…Sirius…Dumbledore… Hagrid…Remus… Tonks…The list just goes on and on. He couldn't even keep track anymore. And Ginny…He lost her too…not because of the cause but because she got tired of waiting and moved on. He couldn't blame her. He understood and that's what hurt the most. He knew what's happening..that she's slipping away.. and he felt powerless to stop it…but there was just too much to do…horcruxes to be found…And now the search was over but it was too late for them. He's tired and he just wanted the war to end…to tie up some loose ends…then try to find himself once again..a new beginning …that's what he needs.

And with that last thought, he stiffened his fingers in resolve and started to write…

T.M.R.

This has gone on for too long. So many people have died and for what? - For your pathetic and totally unattainable desire for world domination?

This must end! I challenge you to a true Wizard's Duel... A duel to the end...Without seconds... Without witnesses.

On my 21st birthday, midnight we shall meet at your father's graveyard.

If you don't comply with those conditions,

Then this challenge is void but somehow I know that you'll be there.

You want this to end too, don't you?

The one you should fear,

H.J.P.

Potter,

Such an insolent brat! You think you could take me now?

Then I shall humor you --- SO BE IT!

The one you should follow,

Lord Voldemort

Harry stealthily crept into Ron's room and left the farewell letters on top of his dresser. He hesitated a bit about leaving his father's invisibility cloak but decided in the end that it would be more beneficial for them to have it just in case something happens to him. It would also be safer for him that way. With him having the elder wand and the resurrection stone, leaving the third gift would prevent him from the temptation of using the power of the hallows.

He whispered silent goodbyes to all of the remaining occupants of the DA's headquarters and headed off to his final mission.

August 1, 2021 Dawn at the Graveyard

Harry stared dumbfounded at the wizard before him. He couldn't believe that he really killed someone regardless of how evil the person had become. But it was so strange that he should feel remorseful and almost guilty at what he had done. It was as if he was surprised with it all. But he knew… of course he knew... It was in the prophecy….neither could live while the other survives and meanwhile, while the dark Slord was surviving, then so many innocent lives were sacrificed….so it was something that he should do, right? After all he was the chosen one, the boy-who-lived…. But did that give him the license to murder someone?

'Oh, God! Oh, God! Forgive me for I have sinned…please show me the way….' He murmured repeatedly while staring numbly at the corpse before him. 'Merlin! What should I do now? Should I call Dumbledore – oh, no I can't. Sometimes I forget that he's already dead. But what about Voldemort?' He paced the graveyard as his panic steadily mounted. Now that his destiny was fulfilled, he couldn't really figure out what to do next. Should he just commit suicide to simplify things? Or should he submit himself to the proper authorities for trial? It was ridiculous but he was feeling guilty anyway.

As he paced, he noticed that Voldemort's wand was lying innocently on the ground, the early morning sun reflecting on the wood's surface. From his angle, the wand seemed to be winking at him, enticing him with powers yet untold. No, that wand must be destroyed at all cost! Setting his guilt feelings for a while, he lifted his hand, the one not holding his wand to avoid any unexpected occurrence, and summoned Voldemort's wand. To his bewilderment, instead of flying to his outstretched palm, the wand connected with its twin and both fell out of his grasp.

Harry couldn't help but be amazed as the twin wands swirled around each other faster and faster until they emitted rainbow sparks and in a blinding flash, the wands merged and pointed its end to Harry then to Voldemort. The wand repeated the process several times as if coming to a decision. Harry didn't know what to think about that but he didn't care anymore. Whatever happened next was of no consequence to him anymore. For now, he was content with observing the wand's puzzling behavior. Then after a while, the wand seemed to have reached its conclusion. The wand jerked to Voldemort's fallen body and from it's tip, emitted a violent blue spark that enveloped Voldemort's body until nothing remained but a faint blue mist.

And just like that, Voldemort was gone.

In a daze, Harry decided that there was nothing to do there anymore and he apparated. To where, he didn't know. He didn't care. All he knew was that he wanted to leave everything behind and start anew.