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It had been several hours since Harry left the confines of the castle under the protection of his Invisibility Cloak. Ron was becoming quite worried.
You-Know-Who had the Elder Wand now.
Would Harry's wand be able to stand up to that kind of power?
He had sounded so confident when he was talking to Harry, but then he had to be.
Harry needed him to be strong. But the truth was that he was just as scared as Harry.
Voldemort was frighteningly powerful.
Ron felt his heart clench in his chest when thought about the "what if's" that could affect the course this battle.
So he chose to push those thoughts away, for dwelling on them did no good.
It wasn't over until the Fat Lady sings….and right now she was screaming at the portrait Sir Emerald who had stolen her fruit encrusted hat.
He smiled and told the joke to Hermione, she laughed and held him tighter as they waited in the Great Hall for news.
Then a voice suddenly burst forth, "PEOPLE OF THE RESISTANCE! COME OUT AND FACE THE TRUTH! FOR YOUR SAVIOR IS DEAD!"
NO! IT CAN'T BE! thought Ron as Hermione screeched in horror. The two ran out the main doors of the castle with a flood of other individuals desperate to see if the dark Lord's words were true.
Ron felt his blood freeze in his veins….
For there was Hagrid, carrying Harry's lifeless form.
The large man wept as he walked toward the castle. The Dark Lord followed up the rear with his minions, laughing with joy.
The defenders of Hogwarts screamed in disbelief as Voldemort silenced them all with a flick of his wand.
"Put the boy down, half breed. I want them to see he's gone." said Voldemort.
Hagrid fell to knees with a hard thud. He wiped his runny nose on his beard as he gave Harry's forehead a gentle kiss.
He loving brushed his huge callused hand across the boy's face and lay his limp form down upon the wet grass.
And with that, Ron snapped.
He broke out of Hermione's grip and barreled down the field screaming, "Sectumsempra!"
Somehow, the power of Ron's voice shattered the silencing spell Voldemort had cast. The spell cracked forth from his wand with more force then he ever knew he possessed.
Voldemort quickly cast a shield, knowing the spell would never get through.
He hissed in surprise as he felt some of the invisible blades slice through his defenses, leaving a cut across his cheek and a short gash upon his arm.
His snake eyes grew red with fury as he yelled, "IMPERIO!"
Ron felt his mind go fuzzy as his wand drop from his hand. His feet then slowly began to move towards the Dark Lord.
Damn it! I have to fight this! I will end what Harry started. I have to! thought Ron as he stopped in front of Voldemort.
"Ahhh…yes. The Weasley boy Potter was so fond of. I think I will make the perfect example out of you." he said in his sickeningly high pitched voice.
With a wave of his wand, a misshapen object came hurtling out one of the castle's windows and landed in his hand. It was the Sorting Hat.
He then commanded Ron to kneel before the body of his fallen friend.
Tears streamed out of Ron's eyes as he desperately fought for control.
Harry's body was as limp as a rag doll's. His glasses were falling off his face and his eyes were forever closed to the world.
Oh Harry please forgive me. thought Ron as he battled curse that so completely taken hold.
And that was when he noticed it…
Harry's hand flexed.
If the hadn't been under the Imperio curse his face would have never been able to hid his look of utter disbelief.
He quickly fought the curse and was able to avert his gaze to Harry's face.
Harry's eyes were open barely a sliver, but they were open.
He was alive!
Harry…when we get through this, I'm going to KILL you. You scared the SHIT out of me! thought Ron as he watched Harry shut his eyes again.
Voldemort then levitated the hat onto Ron's head. He spoke to crowd but Ron didn't hear what he was saying, for the hat was speaking to him in his mind.
"Infinita Protego" whispered the hat.
"What?"
"You already know. It's in your blood. It's deep magic, forged by love and blood."
"What are you talking about?"
"The time is now…take it young Gryffindor."
That's when the Dark Lord set the hat atop his head a blaze. The crowd yell as one in horror.
He had to move now, or Harry would give away his element of surprise to help him.
With one last massive effort, Ron jerked to the side breaking the curse's hold completely.
The hat went spinning off his head.
The distraction was all Harry needed. By the time Ron had glanced back, Harry's body had disappeared.
Hagrid franticly screamed Harry's name, trying to find out who had taken his body.
Ron just smiled as he leapt towards the still smoldering Sorting Hat and reached inside.
He had the cloak. I knew it! thought Ron as he pulled the Gryffindor's Sword out of the hat.
He gripped the hilt and felt an immense power come over him.
Somehow he knew.
He knew exactly what to do.
The defenders of Hogwarts had just started to charge towards the Death Eaters. He had to get between them before they clashed.
Ron ran up into the span of field that still separated the two warring factions from one another. He dodged curse after curse as he got into position.
When he was far enough ahead of the Death Eaters, he whirled around with sly smile. The sword glinted in the early morning light as he lightly sliced the blade across his palm.
It left a shallow cut, but it was enough to make the spell work.
A few drops of blood ran down blade, as he heaved the sword into the air.
Then he roared with all the power he possessed, "INFINITA PROTEGO!" and plunged the sword into the ground.
A great wall of red energy burst forth from the sword, cutting the Death Eaters off from the Hogwarts warriors. Jets of green struck the massive shield one after another with no effect at all.
"ENOUGH!" yelled Voldemort as he stared at the energy shield that sword emitted.
"It seems that you do have some pure-blood magic in you, boy. But that parlor trick won't save you from the killing curse." hissed the Dark Lord as he raised his wand.
"It's not the blood, but the sacrifice of it. Something you know nothing about."
Voldemort laughed at this, "You're pouring everything you have into that spell, aren't you? No matter, you'll be dead within a second anyway."
"This is your last chance Voldemort!" called Ron in a voice that was not his own, as he stood fast holding the hilt of Gryffindor's sword, "Repent now, or be destroyed by you own hate. The choice is yours."
Voldemort's eyes glowed bright red as he screeched, "AVADA KEDAVRA!"
Now Harry. thought Ron as he heard "EXPELLIARMUS!" burst from the empty space in front of him as Harry ripped off his Invisibility Cloak.
The jets of red and green energy struck and exploded on impact. The ensuing crack pierced the sky as a cascade of golden flames fell from the heavens.
The fighters on both sides were stunned into silence.
Voldemort then took a single step.
Suddenly, his eyes rolled back into his head and he collapsed to the ground dead.
Harry stood there in shock, almost amazed himself.
It was over. They had won.
And he was still alive.
The last of the Death Eaters fled in fear as they saw their "Master" fall.
An exhausted gasp from behind Harry, brought him back to reality.
He spun around just in time to see Ron and the sword fall to ground. The second Ron's hand broke the connection with the hilt, the protective shield dissipated.
He heard Hermione scream from atop the hill, "RON! Charlie, let me go! I have to see if he's all right!"
Harry rushed to Ron's side and gently turned his body over. He sighed in great relief as he saw his friend was still breathing. He looked Ron over and noticed a small streak of white was now present in his normally bright red hair.
Where on earth did that come from? thought Harry as he reached out to touch it.
Ron's arm then suddenly shot up and grabbed his friend's wrist.
Harry watched as Ron opened his eyes. He jumped a bit when Ron's glance turned into a glare.
"Ron you-"
"Harry, would you mind explaining to me why I had to watch Hagrid carry your bloody corpse out of the forest?"
Uh oh…thought Harry as he saw Hermione and a bunch of other people running down the hill towards them.
"Only if you explain what you just did, and what it cost you." said Harry giving Ron a similar look as he gestured to the patch of white in his hair.
"Deal." said Ron as Hermione smothered both of them in a big hug. The two hugged her back whole heartedly as a cheer rang out across the Hogwarts' field.
Voldemort was dead. The wizarding world was free once more.
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Author's Notes: There you go people! I may write an epilogue to it if enough people want me too. So please read and review. Remember, if you liked this story, I have two other HP one shots up on my author's page. So check them out if you have time okay? Bye for now!
