DISCLAIMER: Not mine. Just having some fun.

Harry Potter and the Fountain of Youth

Prologue

Harry never thought this day would arrive. The day he both anticipated and dreaded. He now stood face to face with Lord Voldemort on the grounds of Hogwarts. Harry's friends, family and classmates stood behind him ready to back him up if something went awry. Voldemort's Death Eaters were doing the same for their master. Everyone had the same feeling that this would be the last confrontation of the war, and both sides had not held back.

Both sides were battle worn. The two sides now left the deciding factor of the battle to their leaders. They approached each other slowly. One could taste the high tension in the air as they stood face to face for seconds in silence. Voldemort spoke first, "This battle its seems has reached a stalemate."

"It would seem that way? What's that supposed to mean?" Harry responded with as much venom as Voldemort used.

"I must admit, Harry Potter. I am surprised you were able to gather this kind of resistance as fast as you did," Voldemort started grinning.

"That's what happens when there are people being oppressed."

Voldemort's grin faded. "You should know I have reinforcements coming, Harry, and I highly doubt you have many more on the way." He paused to let what he said to Harry sink in. "I will have enough forces to keep you in that castle indefinitely. How long can your resistance last under constant attack with no way out?" He smirked. "Are you ready to watch the ones you supposed love die in the worst ways possible?"

Another silence began and ended moments later when Harry formulated his response. "Then let's make a deal, Tom-"

"Don't call me that," Voldemort spat.

"Voldemort then."

"Well let's hear what the great Harry Potter has come up with to save his precious loved ones."

It was Harry's turn to grin. "A one on one duel to the death." Voldemort smirked again. "If I win, all your forces are to surrender. They will be tried to the full extent of the new Ministry's law. If you win, you give the defenders in the castle a way out and you do not hunt them down like you have down over the last year and a half."

"Those terms don't seem to have anything in it for me. You seem to win either way."

"That's because you didn't let me finish. I didn't add that if you win, I can guarantee that no one in the castle or behind me will stand in your way to take over the world if you want to," Harry smirked.

"So if I try to take over the world after I kill you none of your resistance will stand in my way to try to stop me?"

"Those are the terms."

"We are in agreement then." They proceeded to take the oath with each other.

"We will begin after we have explained the terms to everyone else," Harry concluded. Voldemort nodded. Harry made his way back up the hill to the castle. He stopped before those he considered family.

"Well Harry what are the terms?" Ron asked weakly still being held up by Bill and Hermione after having almost lost his leg.

"One on one duel. Him and me to the death. Either way it ends," Harry replied laying his hand on Ron's shoulder. "Take him back to the Hospital wing guys-"

"If you think for a second I'm going to be sitting in there not knowing what's going on after being with you for a year and a half you have another thing coming to you, mate," Ron cut him off and then added, "I'm not dying anytime soon so don't worry about me."

"What did you two decide on the outcome of the battle?" Remus asked almost scared to hear the answer.

"If he dies today, all his Death Eaters will turn themselves in."

"And If you di- lose?" Hermione voice slipped.

"If I die today, everyone gets to leave free and he promised to not hurt anyone of you for a year. I also said that none of you would be standing his way of ruling the world after." Harry noted the grim looks his adopted family had. "I don't plan on dying today. If I do die today though, I want you all to go so deep into hiding no one will ever be able to find you again. Is that understood?"

"No one will be finding us if you lose today, Harry. We promise," Arthur reassured him with everyone else reluctantly nodding.

"Alright where was I? Oh that's right I was looking extraordinarily heroic," Harry said with a grin turning around. He heard someone laugh quietly. He noted he even got a grin from Ginny. 'Its good to see some kind of smile from her,' he thought.

He walked away from those he loved one last time. 'It's time to finish this. This war has gone on far too long.' Voldemort was also walking away from his army. When they met about ten meters apart, the air seemed to crackle from the amount of magical power pouring off the two foes.

"Well then let us begin," Voldemort said smirking and launching his worst at Harry.

A slash of his wand through the air was enough to deflect the spell. Harry smirked at Voldemort's almost bewildered face obviously he had not considered Harry Potter a suitable foe enough to be able to so easily deflect his worst. "Did I forget to mention I've been practicing a bit?" Harry added. Voldemort scowled and launch into a series of deadly spells that Harry blocked weaving and sewing his wand through the air. Harry began his offensive shortly after that.

A spectator that had not known what happening would have thought the first thirty minutes of this battle of titans was a spectacular blinding show of lights. Several times in that time period the two armies watching were nearly thrown off their feet from the sheer force when two of the spells made contact.

'Thirty minutes is a long time to be throwing and blocking spells,' Harry thought as the thirty minute mark was reached with the strike of the clock tower in the castle behind him. Both looked a little worse for wear. Harry was beginning to find it hard to move his wand arm to block and attack. Voldemort's breathing was getting ragged.

Harry sent one more spell at Voldemort, which he just side stepped. Voldemort rose from his crouched position he had taken during the battle and smirked. "It would seem we are even in power and knowledge of spell work," he began, "Lets continue this battle of wits in a way real men would fight." Voldemort, using his wand, wove a series of light strings and before long a flash occurred and floating in front of him was long black bladed weapon.

Harry nodded. He closed his eyes and thought about the only weapon he would want in this situation. He smiled when he felt the ruby encrusted hilt of the sword of Godric Gryffindor slide into his hands.

"Well let's continue..." Voldemort made a thrust with his right arm much faster than Harry thought he could have under the circumstances. It was not enough, however, to defeat Harry. He dodged the blow and threw one himself, which Voldemort parried easily.

The trading blows went on long after each was tired. Voldemort threw one last strong blow, which knocked Harry down to his knees. Voldemort smirked, "It would seem that I am about to win this fight and the war. I must say I am disappointed. I thought you would be able give me at least a bit more of a fight. That's right, Harry. I have just begun. I can continue well into the night," He laughed. "I thought you were supposed to know something I don't Harry."

Harry now on one knee both hands gripping the ruby hilt as a walking stick. Harry smiled at Voldemort's last comment and looked up. Determination and realization in his eyes Harry replied, "But I do know something you do not, Tom. I know what love is."

"Oh Oh its the so called greatest power again. I'll tell you something, Harry. Dumbledore's great power was lost to him. If you know better then tell me what is this 'love' he is taking about?"

"That's easy," Harry smiled and replied. "'Love is patient; love is kind and envies no one. Love is never boastful, nor conceited, nor rude; never selfish, not quick to take offense. There is nothing love cannot face; there is no limit to its faith, its hope, and endurance. In a word, there are three things that last forever: faith, hope, and love; but the greatest of them all is love.' Thats what I learned you know not, Tom." With that Harry made his decision. He ran at Voldemort with every ounce of speed left in him. Voldemort pushed his blade left and up; Harry dodged down to the right. Voldemort turned his blade down and brought it in a stabbing motion down. Harry meanwhile plunged the Sword of Gryffindor deep into Voldemort's throat. What happened next was the part Harry had been dreading but was ready for. Voldemort's blade stabbed deep into Harry's left arm. Voldemort fell backward with the sword in his throat dead unable to breathe. Harry dislodged the sword from his arm.

He turned around a smiled as the Hogwarts defenders gave a deafening cheer running as one toward their hero. He looked down at his arm and saw the veins in his arm turning black. 'Darn I was afraid of that,' he thought before he collapsed. He grasped his arm hard and tried to focus some of his magic. His family got to him first and looked at him concerned. "Take me to the hospital wing," he gasped. "Don't touch my left arm."

Bill came to his right side and picked him up as the others made a break in the coming crowd. Five minutes later they entered the hospital wing and was immediately approached by Madam Pomfrey. He pointed at Ginny, Ron, and Hermione. "Get them out of here." Remus quickly ushered them out of the wing (not easily mind you). "I need the strongest anti poison you have now, Poppy," Harry said trying to keep his breathing and magic stable.

Bill set Harry down in a bed in a back room off the nurse's office. The nurse raced around bringing Harry many potions, which he swallowed quickly. He sighed when some of the effects lessened. Everyone smile when he did that. "Don't be too happy yet. I'm still probably going to die," he said off-handily. Reactions of shocked spread through many of their faces. "His sword was poisoned," Harry explained. "and from the looks of it and knowing Tom. Its a dark poison that doesn't have a cure. If its the poison I think it is and I'm sure it is, then I only have a month left to live." By then, many of the men were also starting to cry. "Its a slow acting poison. It will slowly eat away my magic then my life force until I die."

A/n: Alright so here it is my new story. I hope you all noticed the quote from the bible. It is one of my personal favorite quotes. I always thought the Harry and Voldemort should duel so I wrote what I thought it would have looked like had Harry been training for it.

I'm warning you some of you probably won't like the ending of this one it take an odd turn.

I'm sorry to those that were waiting for more from Past Harry. It is being put on the back burner and will be rewritten entirely after this one is done. Bear with me on this one it doesn't really start into the actual story until the next chapter. This one is necessary though.

Next Chapter: Ginny, Ron, and Hermione's Reactions and harry lets Remus in on something.

A/N2: Yes yes I am alive and have finally decided to restart this. You'll notice I went through and took out a lot of the obvious grammatical errors. I'm sure I missed some still, but until this is more complete it won't be worth of a beta so oh well.