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Plot: The final battle
Prompt #3 – Light
The light was winning. Harry Potter focused on finding what he was looking for instead of the raging battle going on all around him. Death eaters were falling left and right and a few order members had as well; but that was not what Harry was focused on. He needed to find his target – the Dark Lord himself – Voldemort.
Jumping over bodies and avoiding misplaced curses were the easy part. His task that lay firmly ahead was going to be the hard part.
He knew he was getting closer, he could feel the pain in his scar. He felt a wave of love come over the bond he shared with Severus Snape.
Then he saw both of them; his beloved was duelling with the dark lord. 'Damn. Sev's going to get himself killed if he wasn't careful.
Smoothly and slyly he took over the duel with Voldemort, much to the chagrin of his husband and lover. 'I have to Sev, I am the one who was prophesied to kill him,' his thoughts floated over the bond. Severus understood but that did not mean he was happy about it.
Severus then felt an overpowering emotion coming from the bond; fear. Harry was not afraid to die; he knew that much. The fear coming over the bond was something he had never felt from his husband before. But as they were bonded, he knew what it was. Harry was afraid of being without his bonded.
Then as quickly as it had begun; it ended. Both Voldemort and Harry fell to the ground. Severus ran to him with as much strength as he could muster. Harry lifted himself slowly from the ground and Severus helped him up.
Smiling, although exhausted, Harry whispered, "We did it Sev. The light won!"
"Yes, Harry, the light won!" Severus swooped won and gave his lover a passionate kiss. "The dark lord is gone," Severus murmured into those lips before kissing the beautiful young man again.
It was over.
The light had won.
