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AN: The majority of my reviewers have decided that I should write a sequel. It's a good thing, too, seeing as I have a good idea for one. At least I think it's a good one.

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Harry Potter and the New World

Chapter 11.

Harry, Ron and, Hermione joined the rest of the Order at Gryffindor castle the following day to review the plans. Harry wanted to get the battle over with as soon as possible so he called a meeting to tell everyone he could that he would be sending a message to voldemort the following day.

The Idea was to get the battle at Hogwarts, because it gave the warriors of the light a bit of an advantage. Voldemort and his followers would have to breech the wards to get to them. There was only one problem. How could they insure that Riddle himself would show up?

A few ideas were brought up but each one was shot down due to the fact that Riddle didn't really care about most things. He didn't care if his death eaters were killed, which was the first suggestion. However, he was arrogant, and power hungry. Hermione suggested that the message were to indicate that the elder wand was at Hogwarts and that the heir of Gryffindor was the master. The only way that Voldemort could gain mastery of it was to challenge and defeat him.

Harry thought it was a brilliant plan. They could play on Riddle's lust for power and his belief that he must destroy the heir of Gryffindor. The bait was too tempting for someone like Voldemort, who was convinced of his own superiority. They all left the meeting very nervous for the coming battle that had to be fought if they were to ever see peace.

Back at Potter manor, Hermione was in Harry's bedroom with Harry. They had talked for an hour or so about what could happen after the battle. Hermione told Harry that Hogwarts (in their world) wouldn't be open again until the following year to allow time for students to grieve and for repairs. She also told him that they were welcome to return for their N.E.W.T. courses and that they were to be head boy and girl.

Harry was pleased with this news. He liked the idea of finishing his education in the school that was, for so long, his true home. Also he loved the idea that he would be allowed another year here with his parents before start of term. After that he could come and go between worlds and visit. After thinking about the possibilities for a moment he decided to celebrate with a kiss that was so deep, that Hermione couldn't help but moan into his mouth.

They broke the kiss only because of the need to breathe. But only for a moment before Hermione returned the favor by pushing Harry over and climbing on top of him and kissing him soundly. Soon their hands seemed to be everywhere at once, trying to touch as much of each other as they could. There was a powerful need in each touch. Each passing of the tongue tasted their passion. After a moment Hermione grabbed her wand from Harry's bedside table and silently caste a contraception charm on herself. After setting it back down, she returned to kissing Harry.

Soon, Hermione broke the kiss and pulled her shirt over her head. Immediately, Harry's eyes looked as though they would fall out of his head. She looked into his surprised emerald eyes and touched his face lovingly.

"I love you, Harry." she said softly. She pulled his hands to her waist and leaned in for another kiss.

Harry happily returned the kiss before he asked "Mione, are you sure you want to go this far?"

She nodded. "Harry, I've wanted to do this since you put your arms around me on Buckbeak in third year." she said through a smile. "Now, we're adults and we both know how we feel for each other. I want this, Harry. I want you."

Harry smiled warmly up at the woman he had loved since 2nd year. "I love you, Hermione." he said and picked her up and turned them around so that he was above her.

He pulled his t shirt off and started to trail kisses over her jaw and down her neck and sucked lightly on her pulse point, causing her breathing to pick up so much that it almost sounded like a purr. As he continued to kiss, lick, and suck, she arched her back off of the bed. He took this opportunity to unclasp her bra, and he pulled it off of her. He brought his head back up to kiss her lips, pressing their naked chests against each other. She quickly wrapped her arms tightly around him, loving the skin on skin contact.

A moment later he unbuttoned her jeans and she raised her hips to allow him to slide them down her long legs and drop them on the floor. With this done he took the time to admire the near nude form of his girlfriend. She was a true vision of beauty. Her pale skin was completely unblemished, except for the scar from Dolohov in 5th year. But that was almost completely invisible by now. Her legs were long and shapely leading up to the lovely curve of her hips. Her waist was small but not so much as to seem unhealthy. Her breasts were hand sized, round, and lovely. Which led to her shoulders, which were small, but toned. Her neck was long and graceful. And finally her face was beyond words, with luscious pink lips set into a narrow jaw and high cheek bones and large brown eyes that could melt the ice from any man's heart with their warmth. Yes he wanted her, but more importantly, He knew he needed her.

She took his trousers off as well and saw him in his near nude glory. Strong fit legs led up to narrow hips. His abs were very well defined and looked as though they were made for her to run her hands over. His chest was just as amazing as they were built but not overly large. His shoulders and arms showed strength that could likely lift the world upon them. This all led to his face. His strong, yet slightly round jaw with a pair of thin lips brought her gaze back up to the most dazzling green eyes she had ever seen. In those eyes, she saw need and love. And her heart leapt at the thought that those eyes were burning for her.

He again began kissing down her throat and continued to her chest. He licked and kissed around her left breast, finally taking her nipple into his mouth while he massaged her other with his right hand. Having Harry do this sent shivers all through her. She entwined her hands in his long hair to hold him in place while she pressed herself up. His hands roamed a bit further south and felt her through her knickers. This caused her breath to hitch and she uttered a soft moan.

A few moments on her other breast and moving the cloth aside had her thrusting her hips to the rhythm of his fingers her breath was coming in short gasps as her pleasure mounted. She pulled his head off of her chest and kissed him hard, moaning loudly. Finally she came onto his hand and yelled unintelligibly.

She then pushed him up so that she could rid herself an Harry of the remaining clothes they had on. She then laid down, pulling him with her.

"Are you sure?" he asked one more time.

"Completely sure, Harry." she answered. She then pleaded "Make love to me, love. Make me yours."

With that he positioned himself at her entrance. As he slowly pushed himself inside her, he kissed her, and her whimper died in his mouth. He stayed very still, looking at her as a tear rolled into her brown hair. He gently wiped it away with his thumb.

After a few moments that felt like hours, she moved her hips a little to test the new feeling. She found that while the pain was still there, it wasn't unbearable and nodded for Harry to continue. Harry took his cue and started to slowly move in and out of her. It didn't take long for Hermione to start rolling her hip into his thrusts as they found a good rhythm. As time went by their breath started to become shallow and her moans were growing in volume and frequency. She wrapped her legs around him and gasped and yelled a bit at the new position. Soon their rhythm picked up as their pleasure mounted and Hermione felt the pressure build as she knew another orgasm was coming close.

She continued to meet his thrusts as her orgasm grew closer and she knew that his was coming close as well from the sound of his heavy breath and the jerks in his movements. "Ahh! Harry, Don't stop! Oh, Gods, Yes! HARRY!" she screamed as her orgasm overcame her. This caused Harry to fall over the edge, as well, as he came inside her, gasping her name.

She pulled him closer to her, not loosening her grip with her legs. She felt his rapid heart beat against her own chest, and it matched her own. As they lay there, trying to recover from their love making she whispered "I love you, Harry."

He responded with "I love you, too, Mione. Thank you."

Harry rolled off of her and onto his back, pulling her onto his right shoulder. They both drifted off to sleep in each others' arms.

Harry woke the next morning with a warmth on his right and bushy brown hair tickling his nose. He brushed it out of his face with his hand and looked down at Hermione, who was still sleeping with her head on his chest. He hated the thought of waking her, but today was going to be big. He shook her gently and she looked up at him sleepily.

"Morning." she said groggily.

"Morning, love" he said smiling "Ready to get up?"

"No." she said, "Too cozy." she replied sleepily.

He smiled "We have to, Love. We have a busy day."

"Not helping your cause, Potter." she said into his chest. "I think staying here with you beats fighting and possibly losing my boyfriend any day." all the mirth was gone from this last statement.

Harry lifted her head to look at her. "I'm not going anywhere, Mione." he said seriously. "I think I might even enjoy celebrating, this time." he said trying to brighten the mood.

"Harry, You don't know how everything will turn out. A stray curse could hit you, or you could underestimate Voldemort. Anything could happen!" she rambled.

"I'm not underestimating him, Mione." he said. "I know him. I know how he works. He'll start with the killing curse. And if that doesn't work (which it won't) he'll go big. Yeah I'm nervous, but I know that I can beat him."

"I know, Harry. But you can't be prepared for everything. Maybe he'll be different this time. Harry, you can't know!" she replied.

"I know that, Mione. I'm going to be careful. All I need is to know that you believe in me." he said.

Her expression softened. "You know I do." she said. "I'm just worried. This is different than last time. You can't rely on the elder wand for this one."

Harry nodded. "True. But I took a page out of your book, Mione." he said. "I learned my lesson."

Hermione smiled and slipped out of bed. Harry watched her retrieve her clothes and head to his bathroom for a shower. He stayed in bed for a few minutes, thinking about the previous night. The feeling he got when they touched. How complete he felt when she laid next to him afterward. She was just one more reason for him to live through this fight. For the first time in his life, he catalogued his reasons for living and they outweighed his reasons to just give up.

She walked out of the bathroom in a towel. She summoned some clothes from her bag to dress for the day as Harry went for his shower. As he stood under the hot water, he remembered the mistakes he made the last time he had to fight Voldemort. Leaving for the Horcrux hunt with only Ron and Hermione, when they could have had people help them. Waiting for not taking the fight to Voldemort allowed him time to build his army up against witches and wizards who weren't ready for a fight. Now he could do it right. Now he could not only destroy Voldemort. Now he could possibly destroy his influence.

Harry and Hermione went downstairs as soon as their showers were done. They went into the kitchen to see Ron eating his weight in bacon sandwiches. They sat down at the table and helped themselves to some breakfast as well.

"So, mate," Ron said "you ready to fulfill your destiny again?"

Harry laughed a little and said "Well, I'm glad somebody isn't worried about me."

Hermione glared half heartedly at Harry. "Well, I'm sorry if I care enough to want my boyfriend to live a full life."

Harry looked sheepish and muttered a quiet "Sorry" before Ron spoke up.

"Nah. I'm not worried. If you don't beat him with magic, you can always beat him to death with your bare hands. He'd never see that coming." he said with a smile.

"Well, the first thing we need to worry about is the ring that Sirius is bringing here and the diadem when we get to Hogwarts." said Hermione, "Once we get those taken care of, all we need to worry about is Nagini and he's mortal."

"Well, we can take care of the ring as soon as Sirius gets here with it." said Harry. "One of you two can take out the diadem later, I have a plan for Nagini, though."

Just then Sirius walked into the kitchen holding a ring box in front of him like it would explode any minute.

"Speak of the devil." Ron said.

"Take this thing." said Sirius through clenched teeth. "this thing has been trying to get me to kill people all night. I was tempted to give it to you last night, but you two were…unavailable."

Harry and Hermione blushed deeply and Ron just looked on in shock. "bloody hell, Hermione." he said, "you pick the night before he goes to face the world's darkest wizard to shag him?"

'Uh oh' thought Harry as he put his face in his hands. 'the one time we want him to be thick and he catches on immediately. Now we have to deal with hurricane Hermione.'

"I'll have you know Ronald, that if and when Harry and I make love is none of your business." she said loudly. "and what we did was not just a shag. We-" Harry pulled her down to her seat again to stop her. You have to stop her early when she starts a rant or it could take hours.

"Love, he doesn't mean any disrespect." Harry said soothingly, "He only meant that he was worried about me not getting enough rest for today." he then turned to Ron. "But it should be known that I haven't slept that well in my life. And waking up next to you, Mione, just gave me one more reason to fight." Hermione relaxed and rested her head on Harry's shoulder and Ron had an apologetic expression on his face.

Harry then took the box that Sirius had placed on the table while they were discussing the night's events. He motioned for them to go up to his room. The other teens nodded and followed him upstairs. Once they got to Harry's room, he took the ring out of the box and immediately felt what Sirius was talking about. Ron and Hermione were glaring daggers at each other as Harry opened his closet to get his sword.

When he returned to his best friends, they looked as though they were ready to choke the life out of each other. Harry saw this and quickly put the blade through the silver band of the ring. He then pried the stone out of the setting with the dagger he kept in his bedside table drawer. Again he had the deathly hallows. The stone, the wand, and the invisibility cloak.

He saw his friends looked confused. "What?" he asked.

Ron spoke first. "Just now, I wanted to kill Hermione for breaking up with me. I mean I'm not even upset about it, but I wanted her to die because of it." he said.

Hermione tried to shake the cobwebs from her head. "I wanted him to suffer for being such a prat while we were at Hogwarts." she explained.

"well, these feelings have to be rooted in something." he said. "Ron, if you think about it, you probably are hurt about Hermione and me getting together. That would explain why you acted hostile with her when you found out about what we did last night." He then turned to Hermione. "It's no surprise that you would have problems with the way Ron was in school. He was kind of a bully to you."

"HEY!" Ron said defiantly

"Well, it's true." Harry said. "You were pretty mean most of the time. You made her cry pretty often, which is pretty hard to do. Voldemort couldn't even do that."

Ron looked at her with surprise evident on his face. "I didn't know that." he said, "I mean, I knew she cried a few times, but I didn't know it about me. I'm sorry, Hermione. I-"

She stopped him. "It's in the past, Ron." she said, "Right now, we have more important things to worry about."

"Right," he said. "I promised you a happily ever after."

After a few moments, the trio left the room with the destroyed horcruxes in a bag that Hermione conjured for Harry. They walked into the sitting room, where they flood to Hogwarts."

They stepped out of the headmaster's office where Dumbledore was waiting for them. He offered them a lemon drop, which they declined, and he started the small meeting before the trio would go to finish the preparations for the battle that was to take place in the great hall if all went according to plan.

"I understand that there is a particular room that you would like to visit?" he said

"Yes, sir." Harry replied. " but there is something that we have to do in order to get the bastard here. We need a message sent to Malfoy manor. It needs to state that the heir of Gryffindor challenges the Slytherin heir to finish the rivalry once and for all. It should indicate that I am more powerful than him and that I have the elder wand. He can't know it's me, that is very important. If he suspects that Harry Potter has returned from the dead, he'll likely send death eaters to do recon and that would blow all of our surprise. Then there would be assassination attempts on not only me, but my family and friends as well."

"I see," said the headmaster. "I can conduct such a letter. I believe you wish for me to use a bit of goading to almost force him to answer the challenge so that he can prove his superiority."

"Yes, sir. I think that he'll need to prove to his minions that he can defeat anyone." Harry replied, "He rules his followers through fear, and killing anyone who dare challenge him would insure that no death eater would dare try to take his place."

"I concur, Harry. I believe that you have come up with a brilliant plan to lure him here on your terms." Dumbledore remarked

"Actually, a lot of it was Hermione's idea." Harry said. "I just added the heir of Gryffindor bit." he said.

Hermione blushed at the praise, but said nothing.

"I see. Well, if there is nothing else…" Dumbledore said

"No, sir. Nothing else."

"Then, You have until I get a response from my letter to do whatever you have to do. You are dismissed." He finished

Harry, Hermione, and Ron stood and left the headmaster's office and went straight to the seventh floor to Barnaba's tapestry. They conjured the door to the room of requirement. When it appeared, they opened it and walked in. they looked for a time for the mannequin's bust. After 30 minutes they found it still wearing the diadem.

Harry removed the Tiara and placed it on the floor and handed the sword to Ron. Ron looked at Harry like he had just slapped him. There were no words uttered, but Harry's message was clear. Ron needed something to help him kill his inner demons. Eventually Ron took the sword ad raised it over the horcrux. Then it happened again.

The misty image of Harry and Hermione rose out of the diadem. But before they could say anything, Ron cleaved the horcrux in half. The images of his best friends let out a heart stopping scream before they turned to black smoke and dissipated. Another piece of Voldemort was dead.

After they left the room with the diadem in the bag with the rest of the broken horcruxes, Harry said he had something to take care of before the battle and left through another dimensional pocket.

"That is still amazing." said Ron. How in the bloody hell does he apperate inside of Hogwarts?"

"I don't think it's apperation, Ron." answered Hermione. "It's something to do with his dimensional magic, I think."

Meanwhile, Harry was in the forbidden forest. "Treela." he said in parseltongue

"I am here, no scales." said the dragon. "Is the time for my feast upon us?"

"Tonight, mighty one." Harry replied. "I just wanted to know that you were safe and ready."

"I am safe enough with the half giant." said Treela. "For one with giant blood, he is kind. He brings me food and tried to talk to me. I find him to be refreshing."

"His name id Hagrid." Harry said with a smile. "I think he's the exception to the rule when it comes to giants and half giants. He's about as gentle as they come. He has always had a soft spot for dragons. To him, you were a gift from the heavens."

"I have seen such. I believe when I am truly free, I shall befriend this 'Hagrid'. " she said.

"that is good to hear, mighty one. However I must return to my friends. The Giants will likely be coming from the northern area where the gates stand. Once you see them, I ask that you give a signal so that our warriors may get out of your path before you feast." he said.

Treela considered this for a moment before saying "Very well. I shall give a war cry. They should hear that and flee. Beyond that I will kill any who get in my way."

"You are kind, Treela. I shall relay this information." he said with a bow. His eyes never left her face. "Thank you for you mercy." He straightened and left to go back to his friends.

Later that afternoon, in the great hall, Fawkes arrived with a letter from Dumbledore. It read:

Voldemort is coming at sunset. He shall be accompanied by two hundred death eaters several werewolves and giants. Dementors will be coming into the fray first. That is his usual method for battle. We have several people who are skilled with the patronus charm. And a battalion ready for silver arrow hexes. I do hope your plan for the giants was successful.

Albus.

Harry handed the note to Hermione, who read it and passed it to Ron. They all looked at each other and knew that it was time for the trio to save the world again,

As the afternoon wore on, more people showed up at Hogwarts. The first people they saw were Harry's parents. James wore a grim expression, while lily's eyes were shiny from yet unshed tears. Harry hugged them but no words were needed. They all knew what was coming, and to survive it they would need to be strong.

Next were Sirius and Remus. Tonks showed up shortly after along with Madam Bones and Kingsley. Soon, the whole order was there, save Snape, who was still acting the loyal death eater. With the order there, Harry felt better.

There was still a little time, and Harry decided that silence was driving him mad so he went over to his mother.

"Mum?" he said

She turned and offered him a smile that didn't quite reach her eyes. "Yes, Harry dear."

"I was just wondering." he started, "did you figure out what I was missing from that potion?"

Her eyes brightened a bit and answered, "Oh, I had almost forgotten." she said. "You didn't forget anything. However you were trying to use cod liver when henbane would be better. You see the cod liver would likely work with someone who was psychotic, however you would replace that with henbane for someone who is catatonic."

Harry slapped his forehead. "Of coarse." he said, "why didn't I think of henbane. That makes perfect sense. Its properties are meant for that kind of thing. Many potions use it to cause catatonia, so using it in this capacity should help cure it. How should the dosage be?"

"I think just a half cup a day for two weeks should cure it. Beyond that most healers can heal whatever damage one would get from disuse of their muscles." she explained.

"I thought so as well." Harry said. Than a smile spread across his face. "it's too bad we didn't finish potion with cod liver. That would come in handy."

Lily looked confused for a moment but then understanding lit her face, "Belatrix?" she asked

Harry was getting ready to nod when he noticed the sun starting to set. He turned and announced to the now full hall,

"It's time for the first wave to report to the front of the school. Patronuses ready."

He then led them all outside to wait for the dementors. He put his cloak on over his armor and slipped into the shadow. The wait was the worst thing to Harry. Once the battle was started, he could let his training take guide his movements. Waiting, however, was nerve wracking and he could do nothing.

The moment the sun disappeared over the horizon, they all felt the chill that could only come from dementors. Moments later the moon was darkened by the ruined looking robed figures. Everyone held their place as Harry watched. The dementors swooped down to the group of warriors and they were met by a barrage of silver misty animal shapes that tried to fight them all back.

The first wave kept the dementors back for as long as they could but all too soon on slipped through the ranks and tried to administer a kiss to some unlucky witch. However before the retched thing could perform the kiss, Harry was there. He stuck the elder wand into the dementors open 'mouth' and thought of the previous night with Hermione before calling out "EXPECTO PATRONUM!"

Silver light was seen in the monster's mouth for just a moment before a large, bright, silver buck with 12 points on his antlers exploded from it's chest. The dementors dissipated like smoke and Prongs walked over to Harry. Even Harry was surprised by the size and shape of his patronus.

"Prongs," he said in shock, "You've grown." the buck took a proud stance and bound after more enemies.

Soon, after actually killing several dementors, the group of warriors were able to chase away the lot. But no sooner did they get rid of the dementors, did they have a pack of werewolves exit the forest at a run. "Fall Back!" Harry yelled and they all ran back toward the castle, throwing curses and jinxes over their shoulders.

They made it near 75 meters when the first volley of silver arrows soared over their heads. Most found their target, but Harry noticed that the arrows weren't doing much in the way of damage. 'DAMMIT' Harry thought. He figured Voldemort must have been expecting this defense, and prepared the werewolves for it. Now it was up to how fast they could run. Harry could take some of them but not all. And not without taking pretty heavy damage, so he ran.

Just then there was a loud 'THUD' and the ground shook. Harry knew the giants were on their way. He just hoped that his insurance policy was prepared. His answer came quickly, when they all heard the loud roar of a hungry Hungarian horntail.

"EVERYONE, TO THE CASTLE!" Harry yelled, "MOVE!"

Everyone gave up on spells and sprinted to the castle doors. Harry arrived at the doors just in time to turn and see a jet of nearly white hot flames engulf most of the lycanthropes and one giant. He grinned and closed the doors to Hogwarts.

Once inside he found the 'squad leaders' there were 6 squads, and the leaders were Dunbledore, McGonagall, Flitwick, Sprout, Sirius, and James. He gathered them and had a quick meeting.

"Alright, I've bought us a few moments," he said quickly "Professors, take your squads and defend the paths to your houses, Sirius, you protect Slytherin since Snape isn't here, Dad, I need you to take the balconies in the great Hall. There's more cover there and you and Mum are the best aim, headmaster, you're with me in the great hall. I'll need you to bait Riddle until I'm ready to call him out. Is everyone ready."

"Doesn't matter if we're ready or not." said Sirius, "Our fight is here."

"Alright, get your squads. And please everyone, be careful." he looked at his parents.

He then turned and disappeared into shadows. The whole group wandered briefly how he did it, before gathering their squads and quickly heading to their posts.

James and lily took their squad up to the balcony where vertical slits wide enough for a large mans arm to fit in served as perfect places to fire spells from cover. James looked over at the determination in his wife's green eyes and agreed with what he knew she was thinking. 'no one is taking our son from us again.' there were 12 witches and wizards in there squad. It was the smallest of them due to the lack of cover. But two amongst the squad of (mostly) children stood out. Cedric Diggory and Luna Lovegood both proved to be excellent marksmen. He just hoped that they would both live through this.

James knew that there would come a time when they would be forced to leave their cover and fight among the rest of the make shift army that Harry, Albus, and Sirius assembled. Somehow they would have to find a way to live through this battle and then he would buy his son a drink at the three broomsticks.

Sirius, on the other hand, Hated his spot in front of the hall leading to the dungeons. He hated being out of the main point of action. However he was once an auror and knew that, when dividing an army, one sent experienced fighters to lead the green ones. But he didn't have to like it.

Alastor 'Mad Eye' Moody was in the great hall. He had decided that he would follow no one but Dumbledore into battle. And he was one of the best three fighters in the order, so he took his post in the great hall where the majority of the fighting would be.

Tonks and Remus were stationed with their old house of Gryffindor with Professor McGonagall. They were alright taking orders from their former head of house, However Lupin didn't like the idea of the woman he was starting to really care for in harm's way. Even if she was an auror.

Harry was worried. He had tried to get Ron and Hermione to go with one of the less dangerous squads for their safety, Hermione would here none of it, however. Ron was a bit insulted that Harry might not think he would do well, until Harry explained that he was just worried for the same reason as Hermione. Anything could happen. But his pleas were unheeded, and his best friends were on the front lines in the great hall.

Now he was watching out the window as the dragon chased of the only two giants that she didn't kill. It wouldn't be long now before the front doors were breeched. Which is exactly what he wanted.

He needed Riddle to get inside the castle. Once that was done, Dumbledore would put up the anti apperation wards again and the rest of the story would unfold quickly. Harry needed Voldemort in the castle so that his minions would watch him duel with a 'ghost'.

There was silence for what seemed like a lifetime before they heard his voice.

"Gryffindor!" said Voldemort in his hiss-like voice. "The time has come for us to end this. Bring yourself to me and I shall make your death quick and relatively painless."

Harry deepened his voice before casting a sonorous charm and saying. "Not likely, Slytherin. You bring your army in here and we'll finish this where it began!"

"If I am to come to you, I shall torture you to death." hissed Riddle "My death eaters outnumber your pathetic army."

"Not a concern of mine. My army is far more skilled than all of your minions." Harry retorted. "of coarse, if you admit defeat, I shall hold on to my prize. And your pathetic death eaters will know that you are a coward just waiting for me to hunt all of them down before finally killing you."

"Your taunts mean nothing, Gryffindor." Riddle said. "I will-"

"YOU WILL DO NOTHING, YOU SPINELESS WORM!" yelled Harry. "You will sit out there and wait for the silent death that will come all too soon or you will send your army in here where there can be a real battle for Hogwarts!"

At that time the doors burst open and death eaters almost poured into the Hall. Quickly, the defenders sprang into action. Light beans of various colors crossed between the great hall. Many death eaters fell from the volleys of spells sent down from the balconies. Moody dueled 3 at a time while Dumbledore dropped them from a distance.

Harry donned his invisibility cloak and passed around the outer edges to help people from the sides. Soon he spotted Rudolphus LeStrange leveling his wand at a young 7th year boy. He muttered "avada kad-" before he found a small dagger sticking out of his throat. Harry continued on his way eventually forgetting the invisibility cloak, banishing it to the bag he got for his 17th birthday.

Soon the Hall was filled with fighters fro, both sides and the marksmen were forced to come down to the main battle. Harry weaved his way through the battle with a small battle axe, taking out wand arms of death eaters as he went.

Soon he heard a woman scream, "NOT MY SON, YOU MAD BITCH" He turned just in time to see his Mother deliver a strong right cross to Belatrix LeStrange.

"Nice arm, mum." he praised. She nodded with a small smile and went back to work with her wand.

He pulled his wand and pointed it at Dolohov's head. "Obliviate" he said.

Dolohov's eyes took on a glassy sheen and Harry took cue. "The Dark Lord has chosen you to eliminate the least loyal from his inner circle. He believes that you alone would be qualified for this. He also said to do this as soon as you get the chance." he whispered. He then 'accidentally' bumped into him to wake him.

The next thin Dolohov did was raise his wand. "AVADA KADAVRA" he called out, and a green jet shot out across the hall and into the chest of Lucius Malfoy. He then sent Killing curses to three more death eaters before voldemort killed him in the same manor.

Finally he saw who he was looking for. Tom Riddle just cast a killing curse and turned to face another foe. Harry followed the spell to it's intended target and saw Hermione dueling Avery. He tried to use a summoning charm to bring her to him, but it was unwarranted as she dodged it and Avery caught the curse in his chest. He summoned her to him anyway.

"Which one are you?" he asked.

She kissed him briefly and said "Yours."

He sighed, "Careful, that one almost got you!"

"I know. I think I'll stay in a Voldemort free area after that." she replied.

He nodded. "Good, now get down." they ducked as a green jet of light went just over there heads.

Harry teleported them to a less populated area and surveyed the battle. The great hall was littered with bodies, from both sides but it was clearing. It was just about time to finish this one last time.

He walked slowly to the edge of the Hall. Made sure his cloak hood was down where he could see but his face couldn't easily be seen. Summoning his magic, he moved everyone to either side to create an aisle for him to walk through.

"SLYTHERIN!" he bellowed

Everyone in the hall looked to Harry. The defenders mouths turned up into smiles while the death eaters who lost their masks just looked confused.

"I believe that this battle was to between the two of us." he said. And silently opened a small dimensional hole in front of him, that would lead to a point just behind him.

"You come to your death so easily, Lord Gryffindor. " hissed Voldemort. Then "AVADA KADAVRA!"

The defenders screamed as the curse shot right at Harry. Harry didn't move a muscle as the curse appeared to go right through him.

He chuckled. "It's funny. You keep calling me Gryffindor." he taunted.

"I was challenged by the heir of Gryffindor." Voldemort said. "that is who I shall face!"

"Oh, I am Gryffindor's heir." said Harry. "But, its not my name." he pulled the hood down from the cloak. He had his hair pulled back into half tail with a small braid behind his right ear to show the scar on his forehead.

"My name is Harry Potter. And to you Tom, I AM death."

Sorry about the cliffhanger. But don't worry too much about it. I'll have the next chapter posted later in the week. I'm just trying to balance this with work and time with my children and I also wanted to take my time with the final duel between Voldemort and Harry. So what did ya think? I truly hop you like it. I was very excited about this chapter. Yes I know there is one more horcrux but I have a plan for her.

Also, this chapter marks my first attempt at a physical love scene. I hope it was ok. I'm sorry if it was lacking. Thank you everyone for taking time out of whatever it is you do to read my babblings. I truly do appreciate it.

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