Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or Laughing Jack/Any of the creepy pastas. They belong to their original owners. I'm merely having some fun with them. I do not own the Blade of Woe

WARNING: Some stuff might be OOC

"Slenderman speaking/Mental conversations"

'Speaking over Cellphones/ Written conversations/Creations speaking'

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"BEN SPEAKING"

Voldemort's Demise

Voldemort took a deep breath as he drew out the last of the ritual symbols with the black substance Severus had collected. It had almost a day for him to find the ritual he needed and review it as well as draw the ritual circle, but he was almost finished. Voldemort shakily stood up and looked at Severus, "When midnight strikes, I shall begin the ritual. I need you to stand by and watch. If I disappear, you are to inform the others that I've found a way to Potter. If she appears, you are to apprehend her. We do not need her to get away from us."

"Yes, Master," Severus replied while looking over the circle with trepidation.

Something about this seemed off and Severus couldn't shake the thought that Voldemort had bitten off more than he could chew. Soon enough, the clock struck twelve and the dark lord began the ritual. Magic built up and something darker than ever his lords magic filled the air. It was heavy and thick making Severus feel as if he was attempting to breath in water. A crackling sound echoed through the air as Voldemort continued to speak words that Severus couldn't even begin to understand. Severus found himself falling to his knees unable to breath as a strange pressure filled the room. It felt like every part of his body was being pressed down into the ground below him by a dragon's paw. He swore his bones cracked and were on the verge of shattering as wind whipped through the room. Severus' vision began to darken as shadows seeped out of the black substance and coiled through the air. Severus lost consciousness as a screeching roar echoed through the air followed by an earth shattering boom and the feeling of the earth shaking beneath him.

Keira panted as she struggled to breath properly and keep herself from whimpering due to the pain running through her. The tugging on her magic had worsened to the point that it felt like something was attempting to rip it free. She could faintly hear Dr. Bhairava saying something near her, but couldn't focus enough to make out what he said. Accompanying the tugging sensation was some type of voice, it reminded her of the imperious curse only it didn't grant any form of bliss or peace. It was saying that the pain would end if she let it take her somewhere, but Keira refused to listen to it. Jack was getting Slenderman to help her and she wouldn't go anywhere without him in this state. She felt a bit of relief when a hand that she recognized to be Jack's curled around her right one. She felt another run through her hair and forced open her eyes to look at him. Jack tried to give her a reassuring smile, but she could tell he was stressed about seeing her in this state. Keira continued to forced back the whimpers that wanted to leave her feeling determined to not stress him out worse. Jack spoke and Keira managed to focus on him enough to hear it, "Everything will be alright, Kitten. Slendy's working it out with Bhairava."

Keira opened her mouth only to shut it as a whimper escape her as the pain worsened to unbearable levels. She screwed her eyes shut again in a fruitless attempt to force the pain away. She could feel Jack's fingers tightening and the slight sting of his claws digging into her skin which allowed her to focus on something other than the pain. Keira managed to pant out, "Jack, it hurts."

"I know, Kitten," Jack's voice carried a bitter tint, "I don't know how to help you,"

"Just talk," Keira's voice cracked slightly, "P-Please j-just t-talk,"

Jack's voice was strained as he said, "Okay, Kitten. I'll talk," He tightened his grip a little, "I hate your luck sometimes, Kitten. It seems like every time things settle down, it acts up causing problems. I wish we could find a way to shut it off sometimes."

"M-me too," Keira forced herself to focus on him as the pain continued to worsen by the minute.

"Do you remember what happened after you got off for the summer before Hogwarts?" Jack asked as he relaxed his grip slightly, "You were so happy to get off of school not only because it would mean we could spend more time together, but because you couldn't wait to get away from that group of shit headed ten year olds that were always picking on you," Keira managed to get her eyes open to look at him and saw Jack smile slightly at her, "I really wanted to kill them, but you didn't let me. I could never understand back then how you could let yourself be targeted, but preventing other people from getting targeted," Jack let out a soft laugh, "Then, you had me go into their dreams with you and prank the hell out of them. I never thought I'd see you of all people being that vindictive, but I was so proud to see just what you did with what I taught you,"

The pain spiked so sharply that Keira's mouth opened in a silent scream as blood roared in her ears and her magic lashed out against her veins. The voice that had been speaking to her began to wordlessly screech at her. Keira barely held onto her consciousness as the pain suddenly stopped increasing before disappearing as a loud boom echoed through the air. Keira must have lost consciousness since that would explain why she found herself in Jack's arms near the entrance to the infirmary. Groaning softly, Keira asked, "Jack? What's going on?"

"Potter," Keira froze as she heard the voice of someone she wanted to kill almost if not more than Dumbledore.

If he didn't know just how weird Keira's luck was, Jack would have been too shocked to react when some bastard appeared in a burst of magic over top of Keira's bed. Jack hadn't even needed to see the asshole appear before he grabbed Keira and popped to the entrance to the infirmary. Jack looked down at Keira's pain flushed and tear stained cheeks feeling something in him relax when he realized she didn't seem to be in pain anymore. Inwardly sighing in relief, Jack focused on the bastard that had appeared and bared his teeth in anger at the sight of him. Of all the things he expected to be the cause of Keira's pain, he hadn't thought that the snake-bastard would be the cause which was bad in hindsight as Voldemort was as bad as Dumbledore. Jack looked down at Keira as she groaned and shifted against him, "Jack? What's going on?"

Before Jack could answer, Voldemort spoke causing Keira to freeze, "Potter."

Jack held Keira tightly to his chest as she whispered, "Voldemort."

"While I would have preferred you appearing before me," Jack did not like the look the bastard was giving Keira, "But it won't ssstop me,"

Jack growled as he realized his thoughts about the bastard causing Keira pain were right, "You're the one that hurt my Kitten."

The bastard's eyes settled on him and the creep sneered at him, "Ssso you're the one that'ssss been hiding the brat, I was wondering who I was going to kill. Are you the one that taught her to make that black ssssubssstance?"

"Black substance?" Jack muttered feel slightly confused, "What black substance?"

Voldemort snorted, "Ssso not even you know about it, no matter," He lifted his wand and pointed it at Jack, "I'll kill you and take the girl back with me. If your tone isss anything to go by, the brat will be devasssstated by your death."

Before the bastard could shoot off a spell, Slenderman announced his presence by grabbing the insane wizard in his tentacles and breaking the asshole's wand. Voldemort's eyes widen as Slenderman spoke, "I would advise rethinking your position, Wizard."

Voldemort gasped out, "The operator."

Slenderman's head tilted slightly, "So not all of the wizarding world has forgotten my legends, you'll have to tell me how you know it," Slenderman looked at Keira and Jack, "LJ, Child, are you alright?"

"I'm fine," Jack looked down at Keira, "Kitten?"

Keira was silent for a few moments before murmuring, "Achy and extremely tired."

Slenderman nodded lightly, "I see. Lj," Jack looked at him, "Take Keira up to her room and watch over her," Jack nodded to him, "Child," Keira looked away from the shell-shocked wizard and at the faceless entity, "Am I to assume that you wish to be the one to kill him?"

Keira nodded slowly, "Yes."

"Sometime tomorrow, I will call on you to come to me," Slenderman informed her as Jack carefully adjusted Keira into a better hold, "You will be able to kill him then,"

"Alright," Keira murmured as a yawn escaped her.

"If you feel any pain, have a headache, or anything abnormal tomorrow, I want you to come here so that I may attempt to help you," Bhairava told Keira before looking at Jack, "If she seems off tomorrow, you shouldn't even hesitate to bring her to me,"

"I will," Jack wasn't going to take any chances with Keira's health especially after today.

Slenderman dismissed them and Jack popped them into Keira's room. He carefully settled Keira down on the bed before picking up the discarded tray of cups and plates. He was about to pop away when Keira grabbed his arm as she whispered, "Jack."

Jack smiled at her, "I'll be right back. I need to take these downstairs."

Keira held onto him for a few moments before releasing him. Jack quickly popped downstairs and left the tray on the counter before popping back to Keira's room. Keira had sat up and was looking at her sweat drenched clothes with a grimace when he returned. She looked up at Jack when he reached out to touch her cheek, "I should go take a shower."

"Do you feel up for a shower?" Jack asked earning a frown from Keira, "If you really want to get cleaned up, I could draw you a bath,"

He'd done it before when she was younger especially after the first time she'd seen him kill someone, but this would be the first time he'd done it since after her second year. It would be the first time since they'd found out about the soulmate bond and went from strictly friends to whatever they were now. He waited for a few minutes before Keira murmured, "Bath. I don't really want to risk falling."

Jack nodded and moved towards the bathroom, "Be right back."

Keira's magic was sluggish and she felt as weak as a new born foal as she let herself fall back onto her bed. Voldemort was downstairs which freaked her out. The thought of him harming her new found friends, unlikely as it was, made everything inside of her scream to get rid of the threat. Keira heard a low growl and sat up to see Devona stalking into the room with Alleyah on her back. The two looked a little worn out and Keira wondered if it was due to what had happened to her. Devona settled down beside the bed with a low groan and Alleyah spoke, 'Keira, what happened?'

Keira slowly explained what she could of the situation and by the end, both her creations were angry. Devona was growling darkly and Keira wondered what she would be saying if she had the ability to talk as Alleyah did. Alleyah's feather's fluffed up and Keira knew that the raven would be wanting a piece of Voldemort tomorrow. Keira looked up when Jack spoke up from the bathroom doorway, "What's with them?"

"I told them about what happened," Keira replied earning a look of understanding from Jack.

"I see," Jack walked over and bent down to scratch behind Devona's ears growls cutting them off, "I don't blame them for being pissed. You going to let them help tomorrow?"

"If they want," Keira shrugged slightly before glancing towards the bathroom, "The tub filling up?"

"Yup," Jack stood up and reached out to pick her up.

Keira wrapped her arms around his neck and settled her head against his shoulder as he turned to walk towards the bathroom. The bathroom was already warming up due to the steam coming off the water. Jack placed her on the rim of the tub and Keira checked the water before reaching for the knob to cool it down just a small bit. Keira checked the water after a few moments before nodding to herself, "Perfect."

"Good," Jack moved towards the door, "I'm going to grab you some new night clothes,"

"Okay," Keira watched him leave before beginning to remove her clothes.

She slipped into the tub just as he walked back into the bathroom carrying her new clothes. Keira let out a low sigh and laid her head back against the rim of the tub. Jack chuckled softly and asked, "Feel better?"

"A bit," Keira opened her eyes to see Jack set her clothes on the toilet, "Thank you, Darling,"

Jack smiled at her, "It's no trouble, Kitten. You going to be okay alone?"

Keira thought about it for a few moments before nodding, "I think so."

"I'll check on you in a few minutes," Jack told her, "I'm going to see if Slendy's giving that job we were supposed to go on tomorrow to someone else,"

"Okay," Keira nodded and watched him pop away.

Instead of laying back to enjoy the heat, Keira began to wash herself since there was a good chance she was going to pass out soon enough. Once she was done, Keira let the water that had filled the tub drain out and filled the tub once more. According to the runes inscribed on the faucet, the water would only stop flowing if someone stopped it or the water started reaching the faucet which made her wonder who came up with it. Regardless, Keira stopped the water just over her collarbone and settled back against the rim of the tub with a low sigh. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the warmth surrounding her. It really loosened up her achy muscles and eased the lingering pain in her veins caused by her magic.

Jack popped back into Keira's bathroom and found her nodding off. Inwardly chuckling at the sight, Jack walked over to the tub, "You ready to get out, Kitten?"

Keira just hummed softly in reply and Jack snickered before reaching to unplug the tub. Jack grabbed a towel and held it out to her when the water fully drained out. She slowly grabbed the towel and wrapped it around herself before attempting to get up only to slip a little. Somewhat expecting it, Jack picked Keira up and set her on the rim of the tub before grabbing a second towel. He began to dry her hair off which seemed to wake her up a bit. By the time her hair wasn't dripping anymore, Keira was awake enough to finish drying off and pulling on the clothes he'd brought her. Jack walked out of the bathroom once she was awake enough and waited for her to call him back in before picking her back up and taking her over to the bed. Jack pulled down the covers and set her down before getting into bed as well. Immediatly, Keira curled up against him. Keira sleepily asked, "Tomorrow?"

"Slendy's giving the job to Jason and Luna," Jack replied earning a sleepy hum of acknowledgement, "You feeling better?"

"Mhmm," Keira nuzzled into his chest, "G'night, Jack,"

"Night, Kitten," Jack replied and watched her fall asleep.

Jack stayed up for an hour once she fell asleep just to make sure she wouldn't be bothered by bad dreams before joining her in sleep.

When Keira woke up the next morning, she felt like she'd had the flu mixed with someone deciding to dig needles into her veins a few times. She checked her magic carefully and mentally sighed at the sluggish feel of it. It was better than last night, but it still wasn't flowing as it normally would. Considering what had happened last night, Keira wasn't really surprised by that fact and wondered if she was dealing with a bit of magical exhaustion which wouldn't surprise her. Keira enjoyed the feeling of a clawed hand running through her hair and Jack's unique scent filling her nose. She was tempted to fall back asleep, but knew that she needed to eat something. If there was one thing that was reliably taught at Hogwarts, it was how dangerous magical exhaustion was and what to do if they were in a situation like that. With a low sigh, Keira opened her eyes, "Jack?"

"Morning, Kitten," Jack replied sounding fairly awake making her wonder when he'd woken up, "How are you feeling?"

"Like I had the flue and someone decided to dig needles into my veins," Keira sluggishly moved her arm to settle it over his waist, "My magic's sluggish, but that's to be expected with last night. I think I might have some form of magical exhaustion,"

She sluggishly moved to look towards him and settle her head on his chest in a way that would allow her to look at his face. He was grimacing as he asked, "Anything I can do to help?"

"I need food," Keira told him while thinking back to what she'd been told to do, "I need meat and something with a lot of sugar to help my body produce more energy needed to heal what damage whatever the snake-bastard did to me last night caused," Keira closed her eyes for a brief moment, "I definitely need some fruit. Red apples, some oranges, strawberries, sweet cherries, and black berries though maybe eating some pineapple with help as well. Banana's need to be avoided,"

"Why?" Jack asked her curiously.

"To be quite honest, I'm not too sure. I think it has something to do with them disrupting whatever system helps regulate our magic," Keira shook her head, "What time is it?"

"It's almost noon," Jack informed her earning a wide eyed look, "It's fine since Slendy know's you'd need some rest,"

Keira let out a small sigh of relief and relaxed, "Good."

"I'll go get you something to eat," Jack told her carefully pushing her away, "I'll be right back,"

"M'kay," Keira watched him go.

She thought about it before carefully attempting to get up. While her movements were sluggish and slightly painful, Keira was able to get out of bed and move over to her dresser. She grabbed some clothes for the day before carefully getting dressed and shoving her night clothes into the laundry basket while making note to do her laundry soon since it was getting full. As soon as Keira reached her bed, she almost collapsed and settled down with a low sigh feeling her body ache sharply in protest from the amount of movement she'd done. Keira stared up at the ceiling feeling incredibly sleepy. She forced herself to stay awake since Jack was getting her breakfast. Once she'd eaten, she would go back to sleep. With that in mind, Keira pushed herself up into a sitting position and moved to sit back against the pillows. She heard a knock on the door and looked towards it when it opened to reveal Luna with Fawkes on her shoulder. The two made their way over to Keira and Luna asked, "How do you feel?"

"Extremely tired," Keira told her as the blonde settled on the bed next to her, "I think last night caused some form of magical exhaustion,"

"Understandable," Luna nodded lightly, "Do you think you'll be ready to deal with the bastard tonight?"

"If I take a nap as soon as I finish eating breakfast," Keira said earning a light smile, "Want to watch?"

"Of course," Luna reached out to hug her lightly, "So we have a week until your birthday and two days after that we'll be seeing the twins,"

"Mhmm," Keira hummed softly as Luna released her, "You okay with going on the job with Jason?"

Luna nodded with a warm smile, "It'll be nice and it'll give us some experience working together."

Jack entered Keira's room and found her laughing with Luna. Fawkes was sitting on the post that Keira had for Alleyah to sit on. Keira looked up at him with a bright smile that caused his heart to beat a little bit faster, "Jack!"

"Having fun, Kitten?" Jack asked with a slight grin while making note that she was still a little bit paler than he'd like.

"Mhmm," Keira's eyes settled on the tray filled with food that he'd gotten for her, "That's a lot of food,"

"You'll need it," Luna slipped off of the bed and Fawkes took off to land on her shoulder, "We'll be going to see Jason about our mission. Have a nice rest, Shade,"

"You too," Keira replied and watched Luna leave.

Jack walked over to the bed and handed the tray of food over to Keira, "Here's your breakfast, you feeling any better?"

"Just a bit," Keira picked up the smoothie he'd made her, "A smoothie?"

"The easiest way for you eat all the fruits you need while also tasting good since I know that you don't really like black berries," Jack said with a small smile, "I got you some double chocolate chip pancakes, a few slices of bacon, some sausages, a few pieces of toast with grape jelly, a few cinnamon pretzel twists, two multi-berry muffins, and two slices of apple pie,"

Keira stared at the food then at him, "Where did you get the cinnamon pretzel twists, muffins, and pie from?"

"I got it from your favorite bakery near your old house," Jack told her earning a warm smile, "Eat up,"

Keira immediately dug into the food he'd brought her after saying thank you. Jack took out the cinnamon pretzel twists he'd gotten himself while he'd been out. When she finished eating, Jack was surprised to see every last bite of food gone. Even if he'd gotten it all for her, he hadn't thought she'd eat everything. Keira yawned softly, "I didn't think I'd eat all that."

"Me either," Jack shook his head and got up while grabbing the tray, "You go back to sleep while I take this downstairs and see how everythings going, alright,"

"M'kay," Keira yawned as she got under the covers, "Wake me up for dinner, please,"

"I will," Jack pressed a kiss to her lips and left the room.

Jack and Keira walked into the dinning room with the witch yawned softly. Sally perked up, "Keira!"

"Hey, Sally," Keira smiled at her as she rubbed against her eyes.

"A-are you okay, K-keira?" Toby asked as they took their seats.

Keira nodded with a soft yawn, "Yeah, I still don't feel at my best, but I'm a lot better than I was last night," Keira noticed that Bhairava was missing, "Where's Bhairava?"

"He is running tests on the wizard and ensuring that it doesn't die until you're ready to kill it," Slenderman answered as he laid food onto the table, "How do you feel?"

"To be quite honest, I still feel like someone decided it would be fun to stab needles into my veins, but I don't feel quite like I had the flu anymore," Keira replied feeling slightly happy, "I'm surprised how easily I'm recovering from magical exhaustion,"

"Magical exhaustion?" Liu asked with a frown.

Keira served herself some food, "Magical exhaustion is a lot like a hybrid mix between physical exhaustion and mental exhaustion making it very dangerous to any magical affected by it," She ate some shredded pork before continuing, "There are diffrent forms of magical exhaustion and I am lucky that it was one of the lighter ones otherwise, I probably would've been a lot worse off."

"So you can die from it?" Jeff asked earning a nod, "That must suck,"

"For the ones that are stupid enough to exert that much magical energy, yes," Keira drank some of the smoothie Slenderman had set down by her plate, "To be quite honest, it's more of a problem for those involved in jobs like curse breaking, warding, and other magic heavy jobs. You can't really avoid, but some people look at it as a way to gauge how much magic you can use. In terms of magic, I'm fairly strong even if I haven't had my magical inheritance yet, but I'm not the strongest in my age group,"

"Who is?" Jack asked her curiously.

"Surprisingly it's Neville," Keira replied earning a raised eyebrow from Jack, "I know, but he can't really show his strength because of his wand,"

"Why would his wand matter?" Sally looked at Keira with curious green eyes.

Keira thought about how to explain it before saying, "Imagine magic as a large river," Sally nodded slowly, "And imagine my wand as a dam," Sally hummed softly, "There are mechanisms inside dam that allow water to flow out, right?"

"Yeah," Sally frowned slightly before saying, "So his wand is broken or something which isn't allowing him to access his full strength?"

"More along the line of the wand he's using isn't actually his," Keira took a bite of corn, "From what I understand, Neville is using his father's wand due to his grandmother hoping it'll make him more like his father. The only problem is that a magical's wand needs to have a connection to the magical which is why we go through a process of trial and error to find said wand. Neville can use his father's wand, but he has to over power any spells he casts just to make them work," Keira sighed softly, "To be honest, I'm halfway tempted to kill the old bat for not allowing Neville to get his own wand since he's not a bad guy,"

"Are you friends with him?" Sally asked taking a bite of her own dinner.

Keira shrugged lightly, "Not really, I guess we're just acquaintances," Keira shook her head before looking at Slenderman, "So when can I deal with Riddle?"

"In about two hours if you wish," Slenderman told her earning a nod, "Very well, LJ?" Jack looked up at him, "Bring Keira down to the secondary basement once I call for you,"

Keira grabbed Twilight's Caress from it's place above her dresser and secured it to her waist before turning to Jack. For the last two hours or so, they'd been playing card games with Sally and Toby which turned interesting due to Toby's tics. Jack looked at her in surprise, "Not going to dress up?"

"No point in it," Keira smiled lightly, "Besides, he should know that someone he thought of as a pathetic little girl is going to be the one to kill him,"

Jack chuckled softly and led the way downstairs, "Well, I'm looking forward to see you kill him."

Luna met up with them at the bottom of the stair case along with Devona and Alleyah. Soon enough, they were in the sub basement where Voldemort was handing from the wall with shackles around his wrists. He was unconscious which was a good thing since Keira had a few questions to ask Slenderman and Bhairava. The two were standing near Voldemort with Bhairava draw some kind of black substance from Voldemort. Inwardly frowning, Keira walked towards the trio, "Slenderman, Doctor Bhairava."

"Keira," Bhairava greeted her with a slight smile, "I take it you'll be killing him?"

"In a few moments," Keira looked at Slenderman, "First things first, how did he manage to transport himself here? I thought you adjusted the wards to ensure that the only magicals allowed inside were Luna and I,"

"I did, but it seems that Riddle managed to find one of the old rituals capable of getting past the wards," Slenderman informed her, "And I believe that due to the ritual he used to gain a new body made it so the blood he took from you would keep circulating his body,"

"That's worrying," Keira was somewhat glad Voldemort did what he had, "And the black substance?"

"I believe that it's your blood," Bhairava said hold up the vial of black substance they'd taken from Voldemort, "While I am currently unsure about it, I believe that any blood that isn't being contained inside your body or used by your creatures will become this substance as a way to protect yourself," Bhairava glanced down at the substance, "I cannot be sure until I have more evidence. While I'm here, I hope you will allow me to study the substance,"

"You won't need to take any blood?" Keira asked them.

Bhairava was quiet for a few moments, "Not at the moment, I may require a small amount to discover if I'm right once I've studied what I have collected from this thing."

A thought occurred to Keira, "Maybe it's because I didn't give that blood willingly?"

Bhairava's head tilted slightly in thought before they nodded, "That is very likely, I will attempt to figure out if it's true."

Keira couldn't think of anything else to ask, so she decided to wake up Voldemort. Bhairava and Slenderman moved towards the entrance where Jack stood with Luna. Devona and Alleyah settled beside her as she hit Voldemort with a Rennervate. Voldemort stirred slowly as Keira hit him with a silencer since she didn't feel like hearing him talk. The moment he was alert enough to notice her, he began screaming and cursing beneath the silencing spell she hit him with. It took him five whole minutes to realize she'd hit him with a silencer and glared at her. Keira set her hand on Twilight's caress' hilt and spoke, "Tom Riddle, it seems that it's time for you to die and I'm going to be your executioner. It seems fitting considering how much trouble and pain you've caused me. I will admit that I hate you, Riddle. I hate you, but I hate Dumbledore more. I have no idea which of you is worse. The manipulative old goat that wanted to cage me and use me as a martyr or the person that killed my parents while also being the source of so much pain," Keira shook her head with a slight sigh, "I suppose I should thank you for it. If it weren't for you, I probably wouldn't have met Jack or become a Creep. Regardless of my feels, I have to ask, do you have anything to say before I kill you?"

Keira released the silencing spell she'd placed on him and he spat at her, "I will not die by your hands, Potter. No matter what you've done to Nagini and I, my horcux's will ensure my survival."

"Don't be so sure about that," Keira told him, "They will be found and destroyed,"

Voldemort laughed at her and Keira rolled her eyes drawing her sword. He stopped laughing as he took in the blade and hissed, "What is that?"

"Meet Twilight's caress," Keira pointed it at his neck, "Formally the sword of Gryffindor. It's my Creep weapon,"

"You are a Creep?" The snake looked shocked and Keira smirked at him, "How?"

"It's called snapping," Keira drew back her sword and approached him, "Any last words?"

"We could have been partners," Voldemort told her.

Keira snorted softly and shook her head, "I would never become partners with the likes of you. Die."

Without another word, Keira slashed her sword through his neck and cleaved off his head in one smooth swing. Keira backed up to avoid the black substance as best she could and managed to only get hit with a bit of it on her cheek. She wiped it off quickly and took the cloth that Jack held out to her. She used it to clean her sword before strapping it to her hip again. Keira watched as a wraith appeared out of Voldemort's body and was captured by a crystallized sphere. Slenderman held it in his hands and looked at Keira, "I will be putting this up where it can't be messed with until we manage to destroy the soul pieces. Child, I would advise getting some rest."

"I will," Keira replied and watched the faceless entity disappear.

Jack grabbed her arm and popped them up to her room, "You okay, Kitten?"

"Yeah," Keira sighed softly, "I think it'll take a little before the fact Riddle's really gone hits me. I'm going to clean up my face. If I'm not tired afterward, do you want to go through my father's pranking journals again?"

"Sure," Jack smiled lightly, "I'll get them out,"

Keira nodded and went into the bathroom after putting her sword in it's usual place. She washed her face and ensured none of the black substance had gotten in her hair.

Alright, the chapter's done. I would have made Voldemort's death a lot more graphic, but felt that the bastard deserved something low key. There are so many diffrent fanfics with Voldemort's death being graphic and drawn out. I decided to do something diffrent.