Author: phoenixmaiden20

Summary: Harry Poter and his friends set off to find Voldemort's Horcruxes and finish him off for good. Along the way Harry comes into his true power.

Rating: T

Disclaimer: I do not own the Harry Potter characters, J. K. Rowling does. If I did I would be famous already. Ha Ha. No really I would be, but some of them are mine. Enjoy!

Harry Potter and The Last Journey

Chapter 1—Memories

"We can't be together anymore, Ginny," he said quietly.

She gave him a sad smile back. "It's for some stupid noble reason, isn't it?"

"Voldemort uses people that his enemies are close to. He'll use you to get to me" he got up from his chair, "I'm sorry" he added and started walking away.

"I never gave up on you, Harry," she whispered quietly to his retreating back

Harry opened his eyes and looked out the window of his small bedroom on number 4 Privet Drive. The memory of his break up with Ginny still on his mind. It was the only time he was truly happy, and had to let it go. Well not really, the brief moments of thinking he would leave this retched place to live with his godfather were enough to rival it, but he didn't want to think about Sirius, it was still painful and thinking about what life would be like if he was still alive did not help.

"I win again!" a voice cried out from behind him bringing him back to reality. He turned around and smiled at his two best friends. Ron Weasley with his violently red hair and freckles, and Hermione Granger the smart one of the trio with busy brown hair though not as much anymore.

Harry remembered his Aunt and uncle's reaction when Ron and Hermione had arrived at his house, trunks in hand. He believed that Uncle Vernon had invented a new color of purple on his face that had rendered him temporally speechless. That was fine with Harry; it enabled him to explain to them that Ron and Hermione would be staying here until he turned 17 then he was gone for good. He couldn't wait to be rid of the place.

It was then that his Uncle had regained his voice and started arguing that he would absolutely not house the freaks under his roof. Harry had lost it then, he couldn't help it. After seventeen years of abuse he was not going to take it anymore, especially not when his friends were here. And he said so breaking three windows, a vase and knocking pictures off the wall in the process with accidental magic. In the end it was clear Ron and Hermione were staying.

"I hate this game," Hermione huffed looking down at the chessboard Ron was cleaning up.

"That's because you suck," Harry commented.

"Shut up Harry," she scolded, which made Ron and Harry laugh.

Ron finished putting the last of the chess pieces away and sat back. "I'm hungry."

"Your always hungry," Hermione said simply picking up one of the books that was lying around the room.

Hermione had brought her books from home to study and prepare themselves for what was coming. Much to Harry and Ron's disapproval, she made them practice and read the books for hours at a time. As much as they hated it, they didn't complain.

"I'll go see if I can find anything to eat," Harry said and left the room.

As Harry walked down the stairs and into the kitchen, he heard loud thundering footsteps running out of the room no doubt belonging to his cousin Dudley. His Aunt Petunia was at the sink and she stiffened when she saw him. "What do you want?"

"Got hungry," he said with a shrug opening the fridge and helped himself to the food inside.

Since the arrival of Ron and Hermione, and Harry's outburst the Dursleys had been scared to say anything to either on them. It had been hard enough containing one wizard, but three was too much, two of which were of age and could easily turn them into frogs if they wanted to. The Dursleys had fallen into ignoring them whenever they were in the room, but because of their constant chatter and laughter it was hard not to.

"Find anything?" Ron asked coming into the kitchen followed by Hermione.

"Yeah," Harry replied handing them sandwiches he had put together.

"Excellent!" Ron exclaimed and sat down at the table and started to eat.

"Thanks," Hermione said taking hers and heading to the table. She spotted his Aunt and smiled at her "Hello," she said brightly.

Aunt Petunia's eyes widened and she quickly left the room, practically running. Harry laughed and Ron snorted into his cup of juice. While Hermione sighed and sat down to eat. This was going to be an interesting summer.