Hi there :)
I started to write this story a few years back, before the 6th book was released. Therefore you will not find Hallows and Horcruxes in here,
but I hope my version of killing of Voldemort will be good enough to please you.
Please note, that I'm not a native speaker and that this story was originally written in German. I'm translating it all by myself, but that will take some time because it's really challenging. I will NOT translate word by word but I'm going to focus on the essence of the story and the emotions I want convey :)
I also have to admit that I feel a bit insecure about it all for it is my first attempt in translating one of my own stories therefore I would really be glad about feedback from you!
I do not own the characters or places in this story; they all belong to wunderfull JKR and I only like to mess around with them ;)
The Prologue is merely a foretaste of what is to come. Please think of it like a movietrailer, providing glimpses at a specific scene from each chapter, the real story will begin in chapter 1, which I'm going to upload as soon as I finish translating it.
There were Flames in my Dreams
Between Love and Hate
Prologue: Trailer
Darkness…
Voldemort (we can only hear his voice): What happens when black and white becomes grey?
An image of Harry Potter emerges. He is sitting in front of an old desk, probably in the Hogwarts Library reading what appears to be an ancient book. Its pages look porous.
We recognize the headline on the page: 'Incendo'…
Darkness…
Voldemort (only his voice again): What happens when the world is changing?
We see Dumbledore right next to Snape and a sitting Minerva McGonagall. The room they are in is unknown to us, but all three of them appear to be deeply worried.
Minerva: How could that happen?
Dumbledore: I don't know…
A letter emerges in front of us, but we can only see the sender: Your secret ally.
A close-up of Hermione's face. She looks worried and her forehead is marked by little crinkles.
Hermione: Ron I'm worried about him!
Ron: So am I, Hermione!
An unknown woman with red hair and dark eyes enfolds a little girl with equally red hair. Both of them are obviously terrified. Suddenly a green flash of light hits the woman.
A room in romantic light. A fire is burning in the grate and two well-known boys are safe and sound asleep in a luxurious bed.
Severus Snape is standing in a dark room while his eyes reflect understanding and he seems to have given up all hope. On the other side of the room we can see Voldemort. He is wearing dark robes and his face is covered by a large hood. The only things visible are his red eyes.
Voldemort: I know what you have done, Snape.
Harry Potter is sitting on a bed in the same room we recently saw the two boys in. He is reading an old book again and practices an unknown spell – its dark magic.
Draco Malfoy is surrounded by the corridors of Hogwarts. Harry Potter is standing in front of him. Both boys look at each other in disgust.
Draco: Where are Weasle and Mudblood now, Potter?
It is night. Azkaban sits enthroned in a stormy sea and flames are licking at sky above. The ancient building is on fire, while an unknown couple is standing on the far off cliffs, their faces bright in the light of the flames. The girl is rather beautiful with long black hair and dark eyes. The boy appears to be a bit younger than she is. He is brown-haired and his eyes have the colour of steel.
Girl: It's over. She's dead.
Boy: Unfortunately, yes.
Chained to a wall we see Cornelius Fudge with torn cloths and deep bleeding wounds in a dungeon. Voldemort enters the vault, his face again hidden under a large hood.
Voldemort: So, you really think they are going to come for you?
A tiered and exhausted looking Draco Malfoy enters a deserted village square accompanied by his father Lucius Malfoy and Voldemort himself, who looks rather pleased. Draco on the other hand seems to be reluctant.
Lucius: Draco! Come here to me!
Twelve figures clad in dark robes are sitting around a large table. All of their faces are hidden beneath equally dark hoods, as to make it impossible to tell them apart. Only Voldemort's red eyes glow in the darkness of the room.
Voldemort: A glorious era has begun! The castle is ours!
The students of Hogwarts, sitting at the large house tables, mumbling to each other in hushed voices, fall suddenly very silent, when Albus Dumbledore rises from his chair, spreading is arms wide in welcome.
Dumbledore: My dear Students, unfortunately I have to admit that our security precautions are going to be even more severe this year…
Harry Potter is standing in a room we do not know, but we can recognise large bags under his eyes. A copper cauldron emitting large amounts of steam, filled with a blood red fluency, is standing right in front of him, while the table beneath the cauldron is packed with little bottles, vials and all kinds of ingredients for potions.
Harry: Bon appétit, Malfoy!
We see Harry Potter again, this time showing a piece of parchment to Madam Pince before entering the Restricted Section of the library, where he pulls a rather old book from one of the shelves. The golden letters on the velvet spine of the book spell 'Dark magical Potions'.
Harry: There you are!
Hundreds of students, eyes wide with panic, dash through the corridors of Hogwarts. Screams seem to come from all directions and flashes of light flicker through the air above their heads. In the middle of all that turmoil we can see Harry Potter apparently looking for someone, eyes wide in shock.
Harry: Come on! Where are you?
Ginny: Run Harry! We need you after all!
Draco Malfoy, sitting in the exact same room we saw the two boys in, looks at someone we cannot see, eyes shimmering with hurt, while trails of tears mark his pale cheeks.
Draco: I feel like… you only used me!
It is night and the stars are alight in the sky above while Voldemort stands in the open air. Neither Hogwarts nor its grounds can be seen behind him. His wand hand is raised and madness is shining in his red glowing eyes.
Out of nowhere he is consumed by a firestorm…
We see Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy, this time in an unknown room, which is covered in soft, fluffy pillows. The boys grin at each other, but without loathing or malice, wands directed at one another.
Harry: Ready?
Draco: As ready as one can be!
A group of people we cannot identify, clad in black fighting robes, stand in Diagonally. It is night again and in the sky above them brooms a floating in the air. The people down in the ally do not seem to have recognised their visitors yet.
Voice (we cannot see the speaker): Now!
Hogwarts sits enthroned high above the black lake, but something about the castle is different. A dark aura seems to have swallowed the entire place. A tired and exhausted looking Draco Malfoy is sitting next to a bed in the Hospital Wing, but we cannot see the person in it
Draco: Please… you can't do that to me now…
Harry Potter strolls alongside the black lake over the Hogwarts grounds. He comes to a halt every now and then, closing his eyes, face visibly relaxing.
Hermione's face in a close-up again. Her eyes are wide with disbelieve and one hand overs her mouth in shock.
Hermione: Does… does this mean you love me?
We see the entire school, students as well as teachers, gathered in the Great Hall. Black banners have been attached to the magical ceiling. The atmosphere is gloomy and depressing while the students are talking in hushed, low voices. Suddenly the door swings open and a slightly limping Harry Potter stand on the threshold.
Voice: Finally! You are whole again!
A fully occupied football stadium, crowded with yelling people, encouraging their favorite team, can be seen. Suddenly the Dark Mark appears in the sky and brooms land on the grass, while black clad figures emerge out of nowhere.
Darkness…
Voldemort: By then… we will have reached a point of no return!
The screen is consumed by fire.
Prologue End