Nicciomimi96: This is the last chapter, can't believe I have finally finished and posted my first chaptered story, hopefully there will be more to come in the future if this one is well received.

Chapter Ten: The War

A call came for them two days later, two days full of sex and just spending time in each other's company, luckily they were showered and dressed when the black masked Death Eater entered into the room where they were sitting. Voldemort was at his desk and Harry on the sofa in the study, Harry didn't know who it was but knew it was one of the spy's, they looked between him and Voldemort as if asking for the right to speak in front of him.

Voldemort didn't even glance at Harry and waved his hand in a gesture for the Death Eater to speak and it shocked Harry for a moment as a woman's voice came out, he couldn't have guessed it but then when he thought about it that was the point wasn't it. He remembered back in the hall the black masked Death Eaters had all seemed male, maybe it was designed that way so that if someone saw one then they would not know their gender and would assume.

"My Lord, the preparations are complete, we are just waiting for your order." The woman said, she titled her head slightly into a bow as she waited for an answer, Voldemort leaned back in his chair behind the desk and nodded. She stayed in the same position and Harry watched her for a moment as her head went slightly to the side so that he was in her vision, he guessed that he wasn't trusted even after all the steps Voldemort had went through and it was understandable.

"Yesss, we have given them enough time, send out my Death Eatersss, send the negotiatorsss to the Ministry, Hogwartsss and Diagon Alley, it is time for usss to move forward." Voldemort said and ended her visit but dismissing her, she left the room at a brisk pace. Harry felt his stomach tie in knots, this was really happening…would Voldemort really win? If he didn't what would happen then? If he did then Harry's life and everyone else's would be sealed but if he didn't Harry didn't know what would happen to him.

"You seem distracted." Voldemort said as he stood, drawing Harry's attention, the snakes on his head hissed soothingly as he nodded, he wasn't sure he wanted to share his thoughts with the Dark Lord but for all he knew Voldemort had already seen into his mind. With that, on the one hand he could keep it to himself and have Voldemort not trust him or he could share his thoughts with Voldemort and open up a line of communication between them.

"I' m just thinking about the upcoming battle, I wish I was there to see it." Harry said, not lying per say but not telling him everything that had been on his mind either, Voldemort smirked at him and Harry knew he had been looking into his mind. Harry scowled and the snakes on his head hissed in anger, he looked into those red eyes and wondered how he was going to get about keeping his thoughts secret but asked, "If you knew what I was thinking, why ask?"

"Curiosity, to see whether you would like to me and though I am pleased you did not, you also didn't tell me the complete truth either, I must say that was very Slytherin of you." Voldemort said with humor written all over his face. Harry continued to scowl and said nothing to that statement, knowing Voldemort probably already knew he was going to be put into Slytherin before he asked for Gryffindor, Voldemort came over and held out his hand, "Come, we are going to the meeting room, I shall direct my Death Eaters from there."

Harry took his hand and let him pull him up, instead of letting go of his hand Voldemort kept it in his own as he pulled Harry towards the door and out of the room, Harry was surprised at Voldemort but he guessed it was more of a show of ownership than anything tender. They walked down the hallway which was empty and Harry got his first look at the castle he was in, he looked around the dark stone walls and green drapes before they went down stairs.

Voldemort led him to two doors and they walked into what looked like a large hall with a huge table in the middle, several Death Eaters in black masks were around it, on the table was something interesting, several buildings were standing on it looking like a magic projection. Voldemort let go of his hand when they were standing at the table and Harry watched the Death Eaters bow and felt the snakes on his head hiss soothingly, this was it, it was truly happening.

"Now." Voldemort hissed out the order and the Death Eaters sent of multiple wisps of black smoke, each going in a different direction, for a while nothing happened and they stood there in silence waiting before the wisps came back. Harry was surprised when they spoke but their voices which were talking over one another was garbled to his ears but it seemed each Death Eater got the messages and nodded their heads before the wisps disappeared.

"The Ministry has given p, they are ready to sign the treaty, they need ten Death Eaters, preferably workers from inside the Ministry to secure the building and those inside until everything has settled." A deep voice came from one of the Death Eaters. Harry wasn't surprised that the Ministry had given up without a fight seeming as it was mostly in Voldemort's pocket anyway but couldn't help the bit of disappointment he felt.

"Hogwarts is being difficult, the Order is preparing the school for battle, they are ready to defend the children, we need fifty Death Eaters ready to fight for the first wave. A soothing female voice said from under one of the masks. Harry felt his heart lurch at this as Voldemort nodded and she sent off more wisps, that's where Harry should be, that's where he would have been if not for Voldemort's plan, fighting alongside those he loved.

"Diagon Alley is in a panic, people have taken shelter inside the shops, two red heads are on the scene fighting, we need twenty Death Eaters to go there right now, some to fight and some to get the families out of the shops, purge the Muggles off the streets and get the Wizarding families back to their homes." Another male voice came from one of the Death Eaters surrounding the table and Harry felt his stomach drop at the mention of two red heads fighting.

That was Fred and George, oh god, already he could feel the pain of their passing and it hadn't even happened yet, he could only hope that they surrendered if not get away, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He opened his eyes to see Voldemort staring at him before he nodded to signal the Death Eaters to be sent out and the Death Eater sent off a wisp, Harry looked down to the table and saw three locations and saw even small people fighting.

"Now that Death Eatersss have been sent out make sure the onesss in the Ministry have back up just in case and send over the correct documentsss I have gone over, my inner circle is to be sent along with the fifty Death Eaters to Hogwartsss, make sure to wipe out the Order I do not want any surviving and make sure the red headsss in Diagon Alley are either captured or dead." Voldemort said and Harry's blood ran cold, he had to do something, he couldn't just sit by here and let this happen.

"Do anything and you will regret it." Voldemort's hiss came from next to him, whispered into his ear and Harry flinched, he knew he would be no good, that they would lose against such a force but that didn't stop his Gryffindor side to do something foolish in hopes it would help. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath and held it for a moment, he squashed all of those feelings down until he was numb enough to let it back out.

It took an hour before they heard anything else, Harry had been watching the people on the projection and saw more bloodshed then he was prepared for, people he knew falling like chess pieces and he watched as Fred and George were captured. Voldemort had been hissing commands to the black wisps that came back and forth but Harry didn't hear anything that was being said until the wisps started to shout and Harry listened closely to each and felt his stomach tie into knots, this was not going well.

"The Ministry has signed the treaty, all is well, we are ready to be used in battle if needed." A new rumbling voice said from one of the black wisps, Harry felt his heart sink, it was final with the Ministry and they had won one battle. The treaty, though he didn't know what it had entailed, had been signed even before people had given up the fight and now it might as well all be over, he looked to the Hogwarts scene.

"Hogwarts needs more Death Eaters, the student are beginning to fight as well, more than half the Order is dead but the struggle in numbers is climbing." A female voice shouted from a wisp, sounding a bit out of breath. Harry felt awful for the feeling of pride coming from inside him at the news that the students were beginning to fight as well seeming as that was what would get them killed, he knew that but it didn't stop his satisfaction.

"Diagon Alley is secure, all the Muggles are dead, the Mudbloods are being sent to the Ministry and the Wizarding families are safe, both red heads have been captured and are being brought to the safe house my Lord." A hoarse female voice said and Harry felt his heart release some of the pain he had been feeling since thinking they had no chance but to be killed, he let out a sigh and noticed Voldemort looked to him for a moment before nodding.

"Send the remaining Death Eatersss to Hogwartsss, they are our only problem now." Voldemort said with a final note in his voice and flicked his wand into his hand before waving it over the projection, Hogwarts grew and became the only one on the table. It was amazing and Harry felt his heart skip a beat when he noticed some of his friends were on the scene fighting for their lives, he could see the battle in complete details, even to the blood on the floor.

He didn't want to watch, he knew what was going to happen but as soon as he went to turn away he saw Hermione and Ron on the projection, they were running away from a hoard of Acromantula, Neville tried to come to their aid. However before he could reach them he was shot with the Torture Curse point blank by Bellatrix, Hermione and Ron didn't last a minute longer and he had to look away as they were torn apart, his stomach rolled and the snakes on his head went limp.

He felt someone's eyes on him but didn't turn to Voldemort, for he knew it was him and then opened his eyes before looking to the battle field again, Neville was still being tortured, it was brutal to watch and Harry knew from the smile on Bellatrix's face that he was going to be tortured either to insanity or death. Glancing to and fro he noticed familiar faces as they were killed, tortured or worse, it was something he knew would haunt him forever and yet he couldn't look away now.

It would be shameful, it would be a dismissal of their pain and that was when he saw her, Luna Lovegood, she stood in the midst of the chaos, completely calm and…staring right at him, she smiled and then was shot with a killing curse before crumpling to the ground. Harry was in shock, how did she see him? It was then that something occurred to him and he felt his stomach drop as he turned to Voldemort to see him smiling, it was not a good smile.

He looked back down and saw more and more people who glanced to the sky freeze, only to be killed, they could see him…him and Voldemort, he tried to image what they were seeing and it caused a sinking feeling on his stomach. This was what Voldemort wanted, for everyone to see their supposed savior a monster, standing next to Voldemort on his right side, both watching them die and suffer from the heavens above…like gods.

As he was realizing this the battle slowed down and then stopped, the remaining people alive were brought before their field of vision in lines, all staring at the sky, their faces, the look was indescribable and he knew they were haunted by what they had seen. He looked to Voldemort out the corner of his eye and saw a smile on his face, the same smile as before and felt his stomach roll in disgust at him being pleased, Voldemort spoke, "Surrender now, or die."

The people looking up at them, their faces, Ginny was there, Remus, Mrs. Weasley, Bill, Fleur, Dean, Seamus and many others he had only seen in passing and knew in his heart that they would never surrender. He wished it wasn't true but it was confirmed by their faces of pure hatred and the words they spat that he couldn't hear and was glad he couldn't, Voldemort waited a moment before waving his hand, green lights lit up the battlefield and the last of the resistance was gone.

Voldemort waved his hand a second time and the image was gone, he walked the three steps to Harry who was standing there, his body was trembling and he had to clench his hands to stop them from shaking. Voldemort put a hand on his shoulder and guided him out of the room, Harry didn't even know where they were going and did not care, most of whom he had loved was gone, insane or slaves to the new world leader.

They entered into their bedroom, Harry had to call it that, for that's what it was and he was stripped of his clothes before being picked up into Voldemort's arms but instead of the bed he was taken into the bathroom and placed into warm water. Voldemort started to wash him gently which shocked him, he watched Voldemort carefully before he was clean and was taken out and dried before being taken to the bed where Voldemort left for a while before coming back naked and lying down with him.

"It's over." Voldemort whispered and those words cut through his heart, they speared themselves into his mind and he felt tears well in his eyes, they burned like acid and he wasn't so sure that wasn't what they were. He tried to hold them in but they still fell down his cheeks, Voldemort held him close and shushed him while rubbing his back, he nuzzled his face into his hair where the snakes were hissing weakly, Voldemort said, "Your all mine now, I'm all you have in this world."

Harry didn't know what to think of those words so he didn't say anything, he didn't even think about it, he snuggled down into those arms holding him and blanked his mind, closing his eyes flashing images of what he had seen flashed before him and he opened them again. Everything was how Voldemort wanted it to be, that was the way things were now and that was how it was going to be for many, many years to come.

Nicciomimi96: That's it, it's finished and done, I hope you enjoyed it and if not then that's okay too, I would like to hear what you think in a review but if you don't want to review that is fine