Chapter Twenty- Nine; Man's Best Friend

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"How many times do I have to kill you boy!?" Voldemort hollered.

"You never will, because I'll never truly die." Harry began while shaking his head. "It doesn't matter how many times you try, because I've accepted my gift and now I know that God will keep His promise to me." He told him.

"Fine, if you love it being in Heaven so much I'll go ahead and send you back there. Give my regards to Dumbledore." Voldemort began as Harry started to run but Voldemort quickly grabbed ahold of his collar and pulled him back unaware that Cowboy was watching them from afar. He lifted his head and perked up his ears as Harry let out a painful scream and continued to struggle while his scar throbbed with pain. Voldemort withdrew his wand with his other hand and pointed it to his temple.

Now you have nowhere to go up. Goodbye Harry Snape." He hissed as Cowboy lowered his head again and started growling through his teeth at him. Nobody was going to treat his master like that and get away with it. He charged straight towards Voldemort and leapt up into the air with a ferocious bark before taking a rather large bite out of his behind. Voldemort threw his head back and screamed before letting go of Harry. "Why you filthy mongrel!" he spat as he reached behind him and grabbed him by the scruff of his neck and tossed him aside.

Cowboy let out a whimper as he hit the ground. "No! Leave him alone!" Harry hollered as the dog quickly leapt back up to his feet and started to run away. Voldemort ran after him and raised his wand again as Harry hurried after both of them.

"Avada Kedavra!" Voldemort hollered.

"NO!" Harry screamed on the top of his lungs but it was too late. Cowboy let out one last whimper as a jet a green light hit him straight in the chest. Harry stopped dead in his tracks as he saw him drop to the ground and let out one last breath. Harry quickly raced over to him and collapsed on his knees. "No,.." he sobbed as his eyes filled with tears. "No! No,.." he said slowly while he started sobbing hysterically as his father quickly hurried over to his side and knelt beside him.

"Harry, c'mon, we have to get out of here." He said as Harry picked up Cowboy's body and cradled him inside his arms while he continued to cry harder than he ever had in his life. "C'mon, there's nothing more that you can do for him son." He told him as Harry sniffed and looked down at his dog while his cheeks continued streaming with tears.

"Please don't leave me Cowboy, you're my best friend in the whole entire world!" he sobbed.

"It's alright Harry, he's home now." His father reassured him while Harry continued cradling him and hugging him tightly inside his arms.

"I know, but it's just so hard to let him go! He was such a good boy and I loved him so much!" he cried with another loud sniff.

"I know, and he loved you." His father told him.

"He would have had to. He couldn't have possibly believed that a dog his size could actually win a fight against a man like him. He just saw that I was in trouble, and he gave his life trying to protect me." Harry said before turning to look over at his father although he could hardly see since his glasses were all covered in tear stains. "I have to finish this fight. I have to win. I have to do it for him. Take him somewhere safe where his body won't be disturbed. As soon as I win I'll take him somewhere special and burry him. He deserves to rest in peace." He said as he handed his dog's body over to him.

"Don't worry son I will, I'll take care of him. Then the rest of him we'll be in God's hands." He told him as Harry quickly stood up and glanced up towards the sky and closed his eyes.

"Alright, I need your help. Give me the strength to finish this battle. Please Lord, do it for me and Cowboy." He said when suddenly he remembered Hermione's words ringing through his ears.

"I'm not sure whether or not I believe in God, or even life after death. But right now I feel like that doesn't matter. Because right now, above it all, I believe in you."

Even though all three of them were Christians now, those words still meant so much to Harry. He quickly opened his eyes and turned to face Voldemort. They withdrew their wands at exactly the same time. A stream of green light shot out of the tip of Voldemort's wand while a stream of red escaped Harry's. They both connected with a clash and Harry felt a source of power coming from the cross that he wore around his neck.

That's when he suddenly realized that he wasn't imagining it. A flicker of light was coming out of it and started to grow. It was getting brighter and brighter and Harry heard the sound of the same angelic choir ringing through his ears. Voldemort started to scream as the light began to burn his skin black. That's when all of a sudden out of nowhere Neville used the sword of Gryffindor to slash his snake before he came nothing but a pile of ashes where the Elder wand dropped down on the ground beside it before the ashes blew away in the wind.