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A.N. It's been 3 months since my last update. I'm so sorry. I wanted to make this chapter perfect because, well it's a sensitive part of the fic. You MUST review. If you don't, you wont know what happens next!

You Lose, Potter.

Draco Malfoy shook his blonde hair out of his eyes and smirked at Harry Potter.

"You know, I was wondering if you would remember me Potter," Malfoy said airly whilst studying his finger nails. Harry's knuckles turned white as he gripped his wand even tighter. Malfoy noticed this and smiled.

"It is so nice to know that I am remembered," he said barely above a whisper. Harry scowled.

"I never forget a death eater," he said through clenched teeth. Draco walked around Harry and muttered in his ear.

"I know you're secret, Potter," Harry glared at Draco with confusion.

"What secret?" he spat, looking at his cold eyes with hatred. Draco stopped walking and faced Harry dead on. He grinned and then his eyes glanced at the door Hermione and Ginny went through.

"You will do absolutely anything to keep her safe wont you," he said tauntingly. Cold shivers ran down Harry's spine and he felt as if he had swallowed a brick. Harry didn't answer. Draco laughed softly and leaned into Harry.

"Today is your last day. He will kill her and then he will kill you." Draco whispered. Harry's heart raced and sweat ran down his forehead.

"You're wasting my time Malfoy," Harry growled. Hot anger boiled through his veins, he truly had enough of Draco Malfoy and couldn't believe he dared to speak to him now.

"Oh, and what are you going to do about it Potter?" Draco asked airily. Breathing heavily and clutching his wand so tightly the wood pinched his skin, Harry thought about all of the evil things Malfoy has ever done, right from the first time he met him.

Draco watched Harry with amusement. "There's nothing you can do to save the muggle lover. You lose Potter," Something snapped within Harry, his eyes blazed with anger and his heart burned with fury.

"Avada Kedavra!" Harry roared as he pointed his wand at Malfoy, who was unprepared and could only give Harry a surprised look before falling on his back, stiff as a board as a flash of green light hit him squarely between the eyes. Panting and sweaty, Harry dropped his wand in shock and began to shake. He closed his eyes and tried to calm down.

After a few moments Harry wiped the sweat off his face and picked up his wand. He sighed with relief as he felt a heavy burden lift off him. Finally Draco Malfoy won't be bothering him again.

Harry's thoughts were pierced with a scream. He gasped and ran towards the closed door. "obliviate," he yelled and the door flew open with a bang.

He wasn't afraid anymore. He had killed one wizard, now he could kill another. All he had to do was feel hatred. He stormed into a small, damp room and scanned the scene. Hermione and Ron were clutching each other in the corner. Ron looked at Harry with a mixture of surprise and relief, Hermione had tears on her red cheeks and she smothered Ron's face in kisses. Harry looked to his left and glared.

Ginny stood there looking at him with wide, desperate eyes. She was being held my Voldemort, who clamped a hand over her mouth. Ginny's nostrils flared furiously as she tried to breathe and get free. Harry made contact with Voldemort's blood red eyes.

"Welcome to the party, Harry." Voldemort said in a silky voice.

"Voldemort, you have nothing to do with Ginny, this is between you and I, let her go," Harry said in what he hoped wasn't a pleading voice. Voldemort smiled.

"Ah yes, love. I mistook love the first time Harry, I wont be doing that again. I know that your love for this witch will make you sacrifice yourself." Voldemort said. Harry felt cold with fear for Ginny.

"Please. Let her go," Harry said weakly, his voice failing him. Voldemort loosened his grip on Ginny and looked at Harry with surprise.

"What's this? The famous Harry Potter, is pleading with me?" he asked softly. Harry hung his head and choked back tears. His world would fall apart his Voldemort killed Ginny, perhaps Malfoy was right.

Voldemort threw Ginny aside and strode over to Harry.

"Do I have a deal then?" he asked. Harry looked up at his snake like face.

"I let Ginny free, in exchange for your life," he said powerfully.

"NO!" Ginny screamed.

"Harry Don't!" Hermione pleaded as fresh tears leaked out of her eyes.

"He won't keep his word!" Ron reasoned loudly. Harry closed his eyes.

"I can't afford to lose Ginny," he said hoarsely.

"So Potter, do I have a deal? After 21 years of running are you finally going to give in to the Dark Lord?" Voldemort said almost kindly. Harry looked at Ginny, who looked desperately back at him her dark eyes shiny with tears.

"Please Harry," she whimpered. Harry glanced at Hermione and Ron who were both looking devastated and shook their heads furiously at him. Harry took a shuddering breath.

"We have a deal." He said in a low and defeated voice.

Voldemort clapped his hands together. "Good boy," he said as he took a few steps back and raised his wand.

"Any last words Harry?" He asked, Harry swallowed and slowly raised his head. He sighed and said,

"Yeah I got a couple of words to say," he said in a stronger voice. Voldemort inclined his head. Ginny covered her mouth with her hands. Hermione and Ron froze.

Harry smiled at Ginny then looked back at Voldemort.

"AVRADA KEDAVRA!" Harry roared, Voldemort had managed to raise his wand at the same time. Two jets of green light flashed in both directions. Harry heard screaming and someone shouting angrily. Then he made contact with the ground and knew no more.

Both Voldemort and Harry fell to the ground. Both wizards died. Ginny ran to Harry's cold body. His green eyes looked blankly upwards. "No," Ginny whimpered as she clutched his body and held him to her.

"No, no, no, no, no," Ginny moaned as she shook her head furiously. Hermione and Ron stared at the two in shock and horror.

"He's not-"Hermione began.

"NO HE'S NOT!" Ginny screamed angrily. Hermione jumped. Ron's face screwed up in anger.

"What happened to being the boy who lived!" he yelled angrily at the person in Ginny's arms.

Then the three of them sobbed together in that room, not paying any attention to the time, or the live less form of the Dark Lord, laying a few feet away.

This is not the last chapter. Oh no, there's a lot more story. However, if you want me to continue, you have to say so. Review people!

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