Chapter Three
Oh it's what you
do to me, oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me, oh
it's what you do to me, what you do to me
I was startled out of my memories by my tone deaf flat-mate in the shower. I could forbid the playing of the song, but it did have a catchy tune, I'll give it that. Now where was I? Of course, the first body had just fallen to the ground.
I stood victorious over Bella Black and I heard Voldermort's cry of agony. It was enough to distract Lucius and Ron and taken his chance. Lucius also fell to the ground dead. Ron and I both set anti-apparation wards immediately. Although I think at this point Voldermort was too enraged to leave.
"I'll kill your precious Mudblood for that Potter." Voldermort hissed,
"She killed my Bella and she will pay the price."
I honestly don't know who was more surprised; Harry or I when instead of aiming the killing curse at him he aimed it at me. As the green light flew towards me I saw Harry diving in front of me. It all seemed to be going in slow motion. At the same time I had cast my own curse against Voldermort.
We'd all decided that his weakness was love. It was a complete no brainer. I mean hell, emperor of evil? kind of screams that his downfall would be love. We'd worked together to figure out how to make love a form of a curse. Something that when cast would breakdown most of his barriers, and leave him vulnerable.
The two lights and Harry all combined in the air. Instead of hitting the ground though, Harry started to glow and levitate. The light from him became overpowering. All of a sudden this warm amber glow seemed to radiate out from his chest, and it shot directly across the destroyed nursery into Voldermort's chest. I had crawled to Ron and the two of us watched as slowly victims started coming out from Voldermort's wand. Person after person until two people I recognized as Harry's parents were in the room.
All of a sudden the light began to pulse; it seemed to be throbbing like a heart beat and the scream Voldermort let loose with will haunt me to my dying day. I still hear it in my nightmares. It was a high pitched keening and then all of a sudden the spirits that the room had filled with turned wicked looking. All of them were baring fang and claw and started to fly towards the Dark Lord.
There was one final flash of amber light and then Voldermort was incinerated. All that was left was a pile of ash. Harry was slowly lowered to the ground, he took two steps toward us and then all three of us blacked out.
