Tada! This, is, something. Has nothing to do with any series I might already have.
I don't own.
Enjoy.
Ron stopped, Harry and Hermione were breathing hard.
They couldn't do this. They had finished off all but one of Voldemort's horcruxes, but it left them all weak. They had to go.
And so they did.
They left. No one heard from them. Voldemort won. Neville had gone missing along with Ginny and Luna as well.
Voldemort believed Harry to be dead, everyone did. None of them knew the truth.
Harry sat in his chair, he bent down, zipping up his black boots. When he stood he pulled on his black gloves.
Ron and Hermione waited for him, all three wore black muggle clothes. Leather jackets covered sleavless black shirts.
Neville, Ginny, and Luna had joined them, the three had similar clothes on. The group was armed with muggle weapons, having had trained with them for the past two years.
And now they were back. They would kill Voldemort once and for all.
They waltzed up to the doors of Voldemort's office, dead bodies littered the floor behind them. Harry had a shotgun resting on his shoulder.
It was time.
Neville has decapitated the snake as soon as they entered, just blew it's head off.
And Harry aimed at Voldemort, a smirk in place when the man held out his wand. Bullets are faster then spells.
Sing with me, sing for the years, sing for the laughter, sing for the tears. Sing it with me, just for today, maybe tomorrow the good lord will take you away.
I have no idea why this was written. It really has nothing to do with the song. But this was what came to mind as soon as I heard the song. So I wrote it. Hope it was okay.
Mars
