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CHAPTER 21 – The Battle
"Headmaster," Harry called out when he saw the Headmaster walking down the hall.
"Harry, I trust everything went as planned?" the Headmaster asked.
"Yes, I'm supposed to be on my way to kill you," Harry said with an amused smirk evident on his face.
"Yes, well I hope that you don't succeed," the Headmaster said. Harry's reply, however, was cut short when they heard an explosion.
"It sounds like the battle has begun," the Headmaster sadly said.
"Most of the students should be gone by now. We started to evacuate them the moment you had left," the Headmaster said.
"So now what do I do? I just stay here and wait? Won't Voldemort know I didn't kill you when he sees you out there?" Harry questioned.
"I will make myself known when the time is right for you to kill Voldemort. He will think that you'll follow me out there," the Headmaster explained.
"But when will I know?" Harry asked.
"You will know," and with that the Headmaster left down the hallway.
Harry was getting more and more nervous. The Headmaster had been cryptic and now Harry was worried that he would miss the 'signal'. Sometimes I really hate it when the Headmaster says his little riddles and then leaves Harry thought. The Headmaster was known to talk in riddles, but sometimes Harry thought that he took that too far.
As more time past, Harry got more and more anxious. He just wanted to run out there and yell the killing curse at Voldemort and hope with good luck that the curse hits him. However, Harry kept pacing back and forth hoping that his time would come to fight and just get it over with. Soon, Harry saw Fawkes fly through the window onto his shoulder and Harry realized that this must be the 'signal' that the Headmaster was talking about.
Harry quickly started walking down the hallway, mentally preparing himself for what was about to happen.
When he arrived outside on the grounds, he saw that the Headmaster was fighting with Death Eaters and on his way to Voldemort. Harry ran over, knowing what was about to happen.
"Ahhh Harry, you're jusssst in time to finally kill thisss old fool," Voldemort hissed.
"I won't be killing him, but I will be killing a fool," Harry bravely said, although were that bravery was coming from, he didn't know.
"What are you talking about?" Voldemort angrily shouted.
"You heard me. I'm not killing him," Harry said, slowly walking closer to Voldemort.
"You will kill him, I order you to," Voldemort said.
"No. You can't order me either. I'm not some sort of servant," Harry calmly replied, although inside he felt like he was about to pass out from all of this stress.
"You pledged your loyalty to me! You will obey," Voldemort yelled.
"I didn't pledge my loyalty. Well…I guess you could say I did, but really, it was just you playing with my mind," Harry said.
"Crucio!" Voldemort shouted. Harry was almost hit, but stepped out of the way, and the curse hit an unexpected person that was watching what was going on between Voldemort and Harry.
"Tsk, Tsk, Tsk. Looks like your aims getting off," Harry said mockingly. Harry felt his hands shaking and his palms felt sweaty.
"You were never supposed to break your barriers! You were supposed to follow me!Crucio!" Voldemort shouted out again, angry that his plan obviously failed.
"I guess this relationship just wasn't meant to be," Harry mocked.
"Avada Kedavra," Voldemort yelled, however, Harry again stepped out of the way and shot his own spell at Voldemort.
"Expelliarmus." Sadly, the spell didn't help at all. Harry was hoping he would only really need to use the killing curse one more time, and only to kill Voldemort. He still felt sick of everything he had done to those innocent people. As much as he tried to tell himself that it hadn't truly been him, he still felt like he had been. Thus, he only wanted to say the killing curse and be done with it.
"Ha! Have you gone soft?" Voldemort mocked, casting the killing curse again, and missing, again.
Harry was starting to get tired with this continued talk. He hoped he would kill Voldemort with his next curse and then peace could finally occur in the Wizarding World. He knew that the Headmaster planned to re-establish the ministry and make sure that all of Voldemort's followers that worked in the ministry would be taken to Azkaban. They would also make sure that every single person got a trial, no matter how guilty they seem. They didn't want a repeat of Sirius' case. Harry just hoped that with all of the changes that are planned to take place, that they would be able to help to re-build the Wizarding World to what it used to be, and that the prejudices would end once and for all.
"Trust me I haven't gone soft. Not at all. But I never want to turn into an ugly monster like you. Avada Kedavra," Harry yelled out at the same time that Voldemort said the curse. Both curses met, and the same thing that happened when Voldemort was resurrected; both cores met. Harry just hoped that things would turn out better than the last time, and that Voldemort would be killed.
Harry was slowly starting to feel tired. He wanted to give in and just let the curse hit him, but he also knew that the only way to kill Voldemort was to kill him now. He started thinking of everything that he was saving. The families, strangers, his friends, and everyone else that Harry cared about. Harry slowly started to feel his power increase, but didn't know if it would be enough. He fought with all of his strength, and soon he just heard a bang and felt his world turn black.
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The people that saw the duel taking place, were in shock when they saw a bright flash and the heard a bang. Soon all that was left was a dead body and another one that was unconscious. Quickly people came out of their shock and started to move to the bodies, to check who was dead and who was alive.
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