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The 'Lord' was seated on a thrown.

To one side of the thrown was Ginny, Lavender, Kevin and Cho.

On the other side was Draco, Jessica and Hermione.

They all looked both grateful and terrified to see the three men.

"Ah, Commander Harry Potter, we meet again…Though I assure you this time is the last." Voldemort's slimy, dangerous, evil voice said.

Harry stood his ground defiantly, though his scar was starting to hurt like hell.

"I'll get you, Voldemort." He yelled back, green eyes glinting with fury.

"If you even think of hurting Ginny, I swear I'll kill you!" He screamed, the hate, anger, and pain of the last sixteen years of his life building up.

"You think you're man enough to kill me? Well, your father certainly wasn't!"

Harry's fury built up even more over the insult to his father.

The angrier he got, though, the more his scar burned.

But he couldn't stop, not now!

This piece of trash in front of him was the reason for him living with his horrible aunt and uncle, for having no parents, for having to go the extra mile each time.

"I'm warning you, Voldemort." He growled.

"Warning me against what, Harry Potter? You honestly think a little runt like you could ever defeat me, Lord Voldemort?" Voldemort cackled evilly.

"I dare you, Potter…I dare you to try! Give it your best shot!"

Harry gripped his wand and lifted it in the air.

"Sixteen years ago you started something by killing my parents! Now I'm going to end it!"

Ginny gave a squeak of fright.

"Don't get hurt, Harry! I love you!" She screamed.

Harry felt urged on by her words.

"Come on, are you frightened?" Voldemort called, his red eyes flashing with a hate so pure Harry took a step back.

His scar was afire with pain by now, but somehow, whether it was the hate for Voldemort, the love Ginny gave him or the hope of his unborn child, Harry Potter raised his wand and screamed the two words that would seal the wizarding world's fate.

"AVADA KEDAVRA!" He screamed, pointing his wand at the dark wizard.

There was a flash of green light and an ear-piercing scream.

Then all was quiet.

Harry felt the fury die down and turn into curiosity.

"Well done, Mr. Potter."

Harry jumped and whirled around to find Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts, standing behind him.

"How…How did you find me?" Harry asked.

"Oh, I have my ways." Dumbledore replied, his blue eyes twinkling.

"Yes." Harry muttered, turning back to Lord Voldemort's body, which lay face down in the mud of the forest floor.

"Is he gone?"

"He is. His soul has fled his body, the curse was performed correctly."

Harry felt a grin spread over his face and he hugged Ginny and she ran to him.

"You mean…?"

"Yes, Harry, you've defeated Lord Voldemort. You are no longer the Boy Who Lived but the Man Who Conquered."

Harry bent down and kissed Ginny.

Suddenly a lot of people were there…Sirius, Remus, the Weasleys…

"Is it true? Is the Dark Lord really gone?" Charlie Weasley asked.

Ron nodded wildly, clutching Hermione and Jessica tightly.

"Harry did it! He defeated…he defeated…he defeated Voldemort!" He yelled, surprising many with his choice of words.

Sirius smiled at Harry.

"Your family would be so proud of you." He told his godson.

Harry looked around at the faces surrounding him.

All the people he held dear to him.

Then he looked at his young wife, pregnant with his child.

"But Sirius, my family's already here!"



AN: Corny ending, I know, but I couldn't help it! One more chapter to go!!!