Year Six Part 2
Summer, Luna, Hermione and Ron watched as Harry sat outside, in front of Dobby's grave. Summer gave Luna a look and Luna went outside. She sat down next to Harry silently. She took his hand.
"I was so worried. When I heard they took you. I was thinking what would happen if I lost you. I don't think I would have been able to bear it," Harry told her.
"You're not going to lose me. You're going to defeat You-Know-Who, and we will live happily ever after. I have faith in you," Luna said, firmly.
"You have more faith in me, than I have in myself," Harry said.
"It's a gift," Luna said, smiling slightly. Harry kissed her. She kissed back content. They pulled away and sat next to each other for a few moments.
"They love each other you know. As much as we love each other," Luna said. She didn't have to say anything, he knew she was talking about Draco and Summer.
"I know…but doesn't mean I like him. He still supporting You-Know-Who," Harry said.
"Not really. He just doesn't want to die, or want his family to die."
"She really loves him doesn't she?" Harry asked. Luna nodded her head.
"Summer and I are returning to Hogwarts tomorrow morning," Luna told him.
"Are you sure about that decision?" he asked her. She nodded, and squeezed his hand once more.
ROOM OF REQUIREMENT|ROOM OF REQUIREMENT|ROOM OF REQUIREMENT
Luna and Summer swung the portrait door open.
"Guess who?" Summer said. Everyone squealed as they came down the ladder. Ginny hugged the both of them tight.
"What happened?" she asked. The rest of the DA listened as they explained about being kidnapped and Harry rescuing them.
"So what happened while we were gone?" Luna asked.
"Well Padma took over Luna's group, and I took over Summer's group," Neville started off.
"But the Carrows have become worse. They've been making us practice Crucio on everyone. And they've chosen us to be practiced on as well," Seamus explained.
"It's going to be hell now that we're back," Dean said, but he smiled. They all smiled along with him. They went straight back into what they had planned at the start of the year. But a few nights later Summer woke up screaming.
HOW COULD YOU LET HER GO?
SHE'S IMPORTANT.
HOW COULD YOU LET POTTER ESCAPE?
YOU'VE FAIED ME!
Everyone rushed over to where she was.
"He's angry…really angry. He's mad that Harry and I escaped. He's torturing them, especially Draco. I was Draco's responsibility and Draco made me go with Harry," Summer said through her tears. Ginny and Luna comforted her.
DUMBLEDORE'S ARMY|DUMBLEDORE'S ARMY|DUMBLEDORE'S ARMY
Ginny, Neville and Luna welcome Harry, Hermione and Ron back. They listened to Harry explain that he needed to find something.
"Right, what is it?" Neville asked.
"We don't know."
"Where is it?"
"We don't know that either." Silence followed him. "I know that's not much to go on."
"That's nothing to go on," Seamus answered.
"It has something to do with Ravenclaw." Luna's head started to thinking, and she decided to mention the lost Diadem. Silence had fallen again when the door opened. Summer came running in.
"Snape knows you're here. He's called an assembly," Summer said, breathless. They all wore their uniforms, with the exception of Luna, Dean, Neville and Summer. They marched into the Great Hall. As Snape walked back to the front Harry walked out of the group. The doors of the great hall opened and in came the Order of the Phoenix, including Dean, Neville, Luna, Summer, Ron and Hermione.
"How dare you stand where he stood?" Harry asked, and Summer made herself not go up and stop him. Suddenly McGonagall stood in front of Harry as Snape raised his wand. Spells were exchanged and Snape flew out of there. As everyone cheered, the hall went cold…dark and cold.
"AHHHHHH!" Summer screamed as she collapsed to the floor. Fred and George were at her side first, then Luna, Neville and Ginny. Harry ran towards her and held her shoulders, but she just continued to scream. Voldemort's cold and dark voice silently thundered above them. As his voice faded away, Harry was still gripping onto Summer's shoulders as Pansy shrieked. Immediately Ginny, Neville and Luna were in front of him. Harry walked off the hall after telling Neville to hold down the fort. Summer, Ginny and Seamus followed Neville and McGonagall out, while Luna followed Harry. Luna watched Harry run up to the Ravenclaw Tower. She called his name, but he wouldn't listen.
"Harry! I need to talk to you," Luna said.
"Luna, I love you, but now is not the time," he said.
"HARRY POTTER! YOU LISTEN TO ME RIGHT NOW!" Luna yelled at him. Harry stared at her in surprise. "Didn't you hear what Cho said? No one alive has seen it. It's obvious isn't it. We have to talk to someone who's dead."
The light flashed outside, and Harry went to stand next to Luna.
"It's impressive isn't it," Luna said. Harry took her hand, and they headed down to where Luna said he'd find Rowena Ravenclaw.
"Aren't you coming?" he asked.
"I think it's better if you talk to her yourself. Anyway, I should really go and help the rest," Luna said. She kissed his cheek and sped up the stairs. She found Ginny, Summer and Seamus standing at the end of the bridge.
"Where's Neville?" Luna asked. They pointed to the other side of the bridge. Suddenly they heard shouting, and it was coming closer. They saw Neville running, and they all gasped when they saw him fall.
"Neville!" Ginny cried, Seamus and Summer were holding her back. Suddenly they saw a wand and a hand erupt, and Neville pulled himself up. Ginny ran to him and kissed him flat on his lips. The other three looked away.
"You idiot! Don't ever do that again! That was the best yet stupidest thing you've ever done!" Ginny exclaimed. Summer and Luna smiled knowingly at each other. They proceeded inside, but then Voldemort's voice was around as well.
Summer my sweet, come to me or else. Come to me or else I will take away the last family you have. You have half an hour.
They all looked at her. She thought about Snape and Harry. She couldn't let them die for her. She took a step forward, only to be pulled back.
"Where do you think you're going?" Ginny demanded.
"I have to go Gin. He'll kill everyone I care about, including you, if I don't."
"He'll hurt you," Luna argued.
"But he won't kill me. If he kills me, then he'll be killing himself," Summer said, before apparating to the boat house where Voldemort had taken refuge.
"Aah Summer, we were just talking about you," Voldemort told her. "At least you have made a clever decision unlike foolish Mr. Potter. He circled around her.
"Incarcerous!" he yelled, while the ropes bound her. He pushed her to the corner and she stayed there…waiting.
DIADEM|DIADEM|DIADEM
Harry ran down the stairs, stupefy-ing any death eaters that crossed him. Then he came across Ginny, Neville and Luna, running up the stairs.
"Ginny, Neville, Luna! Are you alright?" he called out.
"Never better. I feel like I could spit fire," Neville told him, grabbing Ginny's hand and running up. Harry turned to Luna. They kissed, like they were putting all their feelings into that kiss. They pulled away, almost breathless.
"Stay safe," Harry told her.
"You too," she said, before running up after Ginny and Neville. Harry continued running to the ROR, and when he got there he searched for the Diadem. He found it, but then Draco, Goyle and Blaise showed up.
"Why didn't you tell her, Bellatrix? You knew it was me," Harry asked. Draco looked at Goyle and Blaise, who were eyeing him.
"Summer," was all he muttered.
"You love her, don't you? You'd give your life for her," Harry asked.
"Of course I would. She'd the same for me, and you," Draco told him.
"They why are you doing this? Why are you supporting him?" Harry asked back.
"I'm not. Whatever I'm doing is to protect the people I love, which means my family. I don't know about you, but I'm not planning on dying young."
"Then help me. Help me defeat him."
"Do him Draco," Goyle said.
"No! The Dark Lord needs him alive!" Draco said.
"If you don't do it, I will," Goyle said. "Avada Kedavra!"
"PROTEGO!" yelled Draco. "STUPEFY!"
"You saved my life," Harry said, looking at Draco in astonishment.
"Like I said, I protect the ones I love, and Summer wouldn't be very happy if you turned up dead."
"I owe you one," Harry said. He grabbed the diadem, but unfortunately Goyle had woken up and set the place on fire.
"COME ON! Let's get out of here!" Draco yelled as they ran. While running they found brooms and flew out of there, only to land on the floor. Ron and Hermione then came running passed the basilisk fang and allowed Harry to stab the diadem. Harry fell against the wall.
NO! Nagini stay.
Stay with Summer.
I need to keep both of you safe.
Stay here with her.
Harry looked at the three expectant faces.
"Oh no…Summer…" he said.
"What? What's happened to her?" Draco asked.
"She and the snake. They're the last Horcruxes," Harry told them. Draco, Ron and Hermione dawned looks of horror on their faces.
"Where are they Harry? Find them," Ron said. Harry closed his eyes.
BOATHOUSE|BOATHOUSE|BOATHOUSE
Harry, Draco, Ron and Hermione waited outside the boat house, and looked in horror and Voldemort allowed Nagini to kill Snape. Draco clenched his fist, and willed himself not to go and kill Voldemort himself, while hearing Summer's cries of despair. Once Voldemort had gone, they all ran in. Draco burnt the ropes of Summer and she ran to Snape.
"Take them," Snape said crying. Harry took his tears, while Summer clung to him with dear life.
"No! Uncle Sev! No! Don't leave me!" Summer sobbed.
"My dear girl. You're so brave. You know what you must do," Snape said, as Summer continued to cry. "I love you so dearly. Don't ever forget that. Take care of her Draco."
"I love you too," Summer cried, while Draco felt tears go down his face, as he nodded.
"Look at me, Potter," Snape said, while Harry looked at him. "You have your mother's eyes."
And with that Severus Snape, breathed his last breath.
"NO! UNCLE SEV! NOOO!" Summer cried. Draco pulled her away and comforted her. Suddenly Voldemort's voice erupted from above them and they listened.
"Let's get back to the school," Harry said. Together they apparated to outside the entrance of the school. They walked silently in the silence of the school. As they opened the door they saw everyone. They walked closer to where they saw a group of red heads huddled. Ron ran forward and broke down crying. There on the ground lay a silent, dead Fred. Summer summoned a fresh set of tears and clung to Luna and Ginny. She then hugged George. Harry looked around at all the death. In front of his eyes were Lupin and Tonks, lying dead, their hands almost touching. Harry could feel the tears prickle down his face. Summer got up and looked at Harry.
"You have to do it," she told him. "You have to kill me."
"NO!" "SUMMER!" "WHAT?" "NO!" There were cries from the entire Weasley family, Luna, Harry and Draco.
"You have to. I'm a horcrux. If you don't kill me, then you can't kill him. It has to be done," Summer told Harry.
"I can't kill you. You're my family," Harry argued.
"Then you do it," Summer said turning to Draco, whose eyes widened. "If you really love me."
"Don't. You know I do. But this is crazy…you can't expect me to kill you," Draco told her.
"You have to. It's the only way. If you want to live longer, you have to. Kill me and you are one step closer to defeating him," Summer said.
"You can't leave us here," Luna cried.
"If I'm alive, Voldemort can't die. If I'm dead, you can get rid of him once and for all," Summer said. "It's okay. Sirius is dead, and so is Snape. It's okay, I'll be able to see them once more." She looked at Harry. "You would have been a great brother to me." She looked straight into Draco's eyes. "I love you Draco Malfoy."
"I love you too Summer Riddle," Draco said, kissing her for what was most probably their last time. Summer pulled away.
"Do it," she whispered.
"NO!" "NO!" "SUMMER!" Harry, Ginny and Luna cried. Neville was holding Ginny back, Ron and Hermione doing the same to Harry, while Bill did the same with Luna.
"Avada Kedavra!" Draco whispered, pointed to Summer's chest. A bright green spark hit her as she closed her eyes for the very last time. Draco caught her as she fell forward. He cried, for the first time in a long time, he cried. And he couldn't stop. Ginny and Luna had broken free of their holds and ran to Summer, who now lay lifeless in Draco's arms. They cried onto her body. Harry stared at the lifeless body of his was-to-be sister. He pushed out of Ron and Hermione's grip and left the Great Hall. He knew what he had to do, and he went to the head master's office.
HARRY POTTER|HARRY POTTER|HARRY POTTER
Neville, Draco, Luna, Ginny, Ron and Hermione stood in the front. They watched as Hagrid brought Harry's body and they cried and screamed.
"Draco, come join me," Voldemort said.
"No," Draco's voice quavered a little, but she stood up straight. "I'm not joining you. I had to kill the woman I loved because of you." Voldemort's eyes widened. "Yes, Summer is dead, Harry is dead, which means we're even closer to getting rid of you."
"How dare…AVADA KEDAVRA!" Voldemort yelled.
"PROTEGO!" cried Lucius, Narcissa and to everyone's surprise and joy Summer. She came forward and took Draco's hand.
"But you're…" Draco said.
"I was. But let's just say that just because you've been killed doesn't mean you're actually dead," Summer announced.
"AVADA-" but before Voldemort could cry the rest of the spell, McGonagall had cast a shield charm around them. Everyone ran inside, and soon enough there were spells everywhere.
"Kill the snake!" Summer told Neville. Hermione, Ginny, and Luna were fighting Bellatrix. Draco, Ron and George were fighting Greyback and Yaxley. Summer, McGonagall, Slughorn and Kingsley were all fighting against Voldemort.
"How dare you defy your own father?" Voldemort yelled.
"YOU ARE NOT MY FATHER! Snape was the closest thing I had to a father," Summer yelled, blocking each and every spell he threw at her. Keeping his distracted while McGonagall, Kingsley and Slughorn spell after spell at him. Summer was then thrown to the side, where she ended up near where the girls were fighting Bellatrix. As the killing curse missed Ginny by an inch, they were all pushed out of the way by Molly Weasley who threw curse after curse at Bellatrix.
"NOT MY DAUGHTER! YOU BITCH!"
Everything froze as the final curse hit Bellatrix square in the chest. As Bellatrix froze, Voldemort screamed. All at once Voldemort threw a killing curse towards Molly Weasley, which was blocked by the one and only…Harry Potter. Everyone cheered and screamed. But all quieted down as Harry started to speak. The crowds watched and Harry and Voldemort circled.
"I don't want anyone else to help," Harry said loudly, and in the total silence his voice carried like a trumpet call. "It's got to be like this. It's got to be me."
Voldemort hissed.
"Potter doesn't mean that," he said, his red eyes wide. "This isn't how he works, is it? Who are you going to use as a shield today, Potter?"
"Nobody," said Harry simply. "There are no more Horcruxes. It's just you and me. Neither can live while the other survives, and one of us is about to leave for good..."
"One of us?" jeered Voldemort, and his whole body was taut and his red eyes stared, a snake that was about to strike. "You think it will be you, do you, the boy who has survived by accident, and because Dumbledore was pulling the strings?"
"Accident, was it, when my mother died to save me?" asked Harry. They were still moving sideways, both of them, in that perfect circle, maintaining the same distance from each other, and for Harry no face existed but Voldemort's. "Accident, when I decided to fight in that graveyard? Accident, that I didn't defend myself tonight, and still survived, and returned to fight again?"
"Accidents!" screamed Voldemort, but still he did not strike, and the watching crowd was frozen as if petrified, and of the hundreds in the Hall, nobody seemed to breathe but they two. "Accident and chance and the fact that you crouched and sniveled behind the skirts of greater men and women, and permitted me to kill them for you!"
"You won't be killing anyone else tonight," said Harry as they circled, and stared into each other's eyes, green into red. "You won't be able to kill any of them ever again. Don't you get it? I was ready to die to stop you from hurting these people … "
"But you did not!"
"… I meant to, and that's what did it. I've done what my mother did. They're protected from you. Haven't you noticed how none of the spells you put on them are binding? You can't torture them. You can't touch them. You don't learn from your mistakes, Riddle, do you?"
"You dare … "
"Yes, I dare," said Harry. "I know things you don't know, Tom Riddle. I know lots of important things that you don't. Want to hear some, before you make another big mistake?"
Voldemort did not speak, but prowled in a circle, and Harry knew that he kept him temporarily mesmerized at bay, held back by the faintest possibility that Harry might indeed know a final secret...
"Is it love again?" said Voldemort, his snake's face jeering. "Dumbledore favorite solution, love, which he claimed conquered death, though love did not stop him falling from the tower and breaking like and old waxwork? Love, which did not prevent me stamping out your Muddblood mother like a cockroach, Potter… and nobody seems to love you enough to run forward this time and take my curse. So what will stop you dying now when I strike?"
"Just one thing," said Harry, and still they circled each other, wrapped in each other, held apart by nothing but the last secret.
"If it is not love that will save you this time," said Voldemort, "you must believe that you have magic that I do not, or else a weapon more powerful than mine?"
"I believe both," said Harry, and he saw shock flit across the snakelike face, though it was instantly dispelled; Voldemort began to laugh, and the sound was more frightening than his screams; humorless and insane, it echoed around the silent Hall.
"You think you know more magic than I do?" he said. "Than I, than Lord Voldemort, who has performed magic that Dumbledore himself never dreamed of?"
"Oh he dreamed of it," said Harry, "but he knew more than you, knew enough not to do what you've done."
"You mean he was weak!" screamed Voldemort. "Too weak to dare, too weak to take what might have been his, what will be mine!"
"No, he was cleverer than you," said Harry, "a better wizard, a better man."
"I brought about the death of Albus Dumbledore!"
"You thought you did," said Harry, "but you were wrong."
For the first time, the watching crowd stirred as the hundreds of people around the walls drew breath as one.
"Dumbledore is dead!" Voldemort hurled the words at Harry as in the marble tomb in the grounds of this castle, "I have seen it, Potter, and he will not return!"
"Yes, Dumbledore is dead," said Harry calmly, "but you didn't have him killed. He chose his own manner of dying, chose it months before he died, arranged the whole thing with the man you thought was your servant."
"What childish dream is this?" said Voldemort, but still he did not strike, and his red eyes did not waver from Harry's.
"Severus Snape wasn't yours," said Harry. "Snape was Dumbledore's. Dumbledore's from the moment you starting hunting down my mother. And you never realized it, because of the thing you can't understand. You never saw Snape cast a Patronus, did you, Riddle?"
Voldemort did not answer. They continued to circle each other like wolves about to tear each other apart.
"Snape's Patronus was a doe," said Harry, "the same as my mother's, because he loved her for nearly all of his life, from the time when they were children. You should have realized," he said as he saw Voldemort's nostrils flare, "he asked you to spare her life, didn't he?"
Summer clutched Draco's arm, and he could feel tears go down her face as they talked about Snape.
"He desired her, that was all," sneered Voldemort, "but when she had gone, he agreed that there were other women, and of purer blood, worthier of him …"
"Of course he told you that," said Harry, "but he was Dumbledore's spy from the moment you threatened her, and he's been working against you ever since! Dumbledore was already dying when Snape finished him!"
"It matters not!" shrieked Voldemort, who had followed every word with rapt attention, but now let out a cackle of mad laughter. "It matters not whether Snape was mine or Dumbledore's, or what petty obstacles they tried to put in my path! I crushed them as I crushed your mother, Snape's supposed great love! Oh, but it all makes sense, Potter, and in ways that you do not understand!"
"Dumbledore was trying to keep the Elder Wand from me! He intended that Snape should be the true master of the wand! But I got there ahead of you, little boy … I reached the wand before you could get your hands on it, I understood the truth before you caught up. I killed Severus Snape three hours ago, and the Elder Wand, the Deathstick, the Wand of Destiny is truly mine! Dumbledore's last plan went wrong, Harry Potter!"
"Yeah, it did." said Harry. "You're right. But before you try to kill me, I'd advise you think what you've done... Think, and try for some remorse, Riddle..."
"What is this?"
Of all the things that Harry had said to him, beyond any revelation or taunt, nothing had socked Voldemort like this. Harry saw is pupils contract to thin slits, saw the skin around his eyes whiten.
"It's your one last chance," said Harry, "it's all you've got left... I've seen what you'll be otherwise... Be a man... try...
Try for some remorse..."
"You dare…?" said Voldemort again.
"Yes, I dare," said Harry, "because Dumbledore's last plan hasn't backfired on me at all. It's backfired on you, Riddle."
Voldemort's hand was trembling on the Elder Wand, and Harry gripped Draco's very tightly. The moment, he knew, was seconds away.
"That wand still isn't working properly for you because you murdered the wrong person. Severus Snape was never the true master of the Elder Wand. He never defeated Dumbledore."
"He killed … "
"Aren't you listening? Snape never beat Dumbledore! Dumbledore's death was planned between them! Dumbledore intended to die, undefeated, the wand's last true master! If all had gone as planned, the wand's power would have died with him, because it had never been won from him!"
"But then, Potter, Dumbledore as good as gave me the wand!" Voldemort's voice shook with malicious pleasure. "I stole the wand from its last master's tomb! I removed it against the last master's wishes! Its power is mine!"
"You still don't get it, Riddle, do you? Possessing the wand isn't enough! Holding it, using it, doesn't make it really yours. Didn't you listen to Ollivander? The wand chooses the wizard... The Elder Wand recognized a new master before Dumbledore died, someone who never even laid a hand on it. The new master removed the wand from Dumbledore against his will, never realizing exactly what he had done, or that the world's most dangerous wand had given him its allegiance..."
Voldemort's chest rose and fell rapidly, and Harry could feel the curse coming, feel it building inside the wand pointed at his face.
"The true master of the Elder Wand was Draco Malfoy."
Draco stared in shock.
"Holy Fuck!" he whispered under his breath, as everyone around him stared at him. Blank shock showed in Voldemort's face for a moment, but then it was gone.
"But what does it matter?" he said softly. "Even if you are right, Potter, it makes no difference to you and me. You no longer have the phoenix wand: We duel on skill alone... and after I have killed you, I can attend to Draco Malfoy..."
"But you're too late," said Harry. "You've missed your chance. I got there first. I overpowered Draco weeks ago. I took his wand from him."
Harry twitched the hawthorn wand, and he felt the eyes of everyone in the Hall upon it.
"So it all comes down to this, doesn't it?" whispered Harry. "Does the wand in your hand know its last master was Disarmed? Because if it does... I am the true master of the Elder Wand."
"AVADA KADAVRA!" "EXPELLIARMUS!"
Red sparks burst and erupted. The hall watched as Voldemort's wand turned against him and and he crumpled away into nothing. Cheers erupted and everyone rushed towards Harry. Luna reached him first, then Ron, Hermione, Ginny, Summer and so on. They all hugged him as if their life depended on it. But as the sun rose again, everyone went their separate ways into the Great Hall. Harry entered the great hall once again with Ron and Hermione, clutching his original wand in hand. In the corner of the room sat the Weasley's along with Luna, Neville and surprisingly the Malfoys. The trio joined them, Harry sitting next to Luna, who squeezed his hand.
"I think now is great time for us to get back together, don't you?" Luna said, with that usual dreamy smile on her face.
They all smiled at her. It was over, all the horror and pain. Although they lost people they love, they know that they have to live for the future not the past.
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