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Chapter 38
Luna landed with a thud on her rear end. She was in the middle of the Great Hall. All around her, students were huddled together, the older ones stood in front of the doors with the professors, wands drawn.
The children in the hall were silent besides the occasional sob. Loud pounding on the large doors echoed in the Great Hall, as blasting curse after blasting curse was fired at them. The ground shook, and their very bones vibrated with the force of the spells being hurled at the large oak doors.
She, and all the other students, watched in stunned silence at the old doors were blasted into thousands of tiny slivers, which imbedded in the skin of those standing too close. Screams filled the Hall as dark cloaked figures that were splattered with blood barged in. The professors were quick and instantly curses flew both ways. The screams weren't just filled with fear anymore.
The younger students cringed against the far wall, and a few joined the fray, but most were too afraid to move. The Death Eaters were fighting hard, but the professors weren't about to let their students come to harm.
Professor Flitwick was throwing some nasty spell at anyone who dared to come close, making them sprout tentacles and fall to the ground screaming as their skin melted away. McGonagall was morphing people's body parts into weird disfigured limbs which hindered them from attacking.
Snape was nowhere to be found.
Out of nowhere Luna felt a restricting hand grab her from behind, and she cursed herself for letting her guard down. Her feet dangled two feet off the floor, and she looked up into the eyes of the man holding her.
They were red.
Lord Voldemort was running low on patience. He was dueling Dumbledore, but he wanted to get inside that school right now. Killing the bastard was on his to do list, but at the moment he wanted to make the man watch as his school and students were brought to the ground. Then he would kill the Headmaster.
He batted aside a jet of flame that had been sent his way and extended his magic towards a large chunk of stone behind them.
The Headmaster never saw it coming.
Still battling with his wand, the Dark Lord hurled the large piece of debris at the old wizard's back. With a cry of surprise the Headmaster was clobbered by the large hunk of stone.
With a cackle, the Dark Lord bound his enemy, and disappeared in a wave of black smoke. He reappeared in the Great Hall with screams all around him.
He stood there for several moments, until a powerful wind almost knocked him off his bare feet. With a swirl of dust, a blond first year appeared out of nowhere.
Oh, this would be fun.
When Harry arrived in the Great Hall it was far from silent. Screams echoed off of the old stone castle walls, and mad laughter from the Death Eaters cut through the screams and shouts of curses. He silently cursed himself for sending Luna into this madness without him. He should have just knocked Draco out, instead of sending Luna away and killing the boy himself.
Cursing fluently in several different languages, Harry sent out a pulse of magic to locate Luna. The wave of magic worked sort of like echo location or sonar. Harry sent out the pulse of magic and it bounced back, letting Harry find the blonde.
She was in the middle of the fight, next to a large source of magic.
The Dark Lord was no longer being held off by the Headmaster, and he was now holding Luna by the collar of her shirt. Luna's eyes were wide with terror, but no noise escaped her.
Harry didn't stay still. He became of blur of movement as he moved towards what was his. His fury fueling his powers, he threw out his magic and knocked Luna away from the pair of restricting hands holding her.
Luna flew through the air like a sack of flower, landing with a dull thud not too far away. If the Hall wasn't silent before it was now.
Red eyes met silver.
A mad cackling filled the Great Hall, making several shudder in fear. The Dark Lord stood there with an insane glint it his ruby eyes and a sardonic smirk on his serpentine face. Opposite him stood a six year old ghost with fury and magic rolling off him in waves.
Luna stood up from the floor and her body shook at the fight that was starting before her. The Dark Lord stood with his black robes billowing out behind him as giant chunks of the Great Hall flew around in the mini tornado Harry had constructed. But Voldemort wasn't about to be bested by a dead six year old. Using the large hunks of stone, he transfigured a large stone snake that slithered as if alive, striking at anyone close enough.
Large chunks of debris flew around the Hall and many had to throw up shields to keep from harm. The Dark Lord threw spell after spell at the ghost child, but nothing seemed to hit him, they all passed through. Voldemort's frustration erupted like a volcano, and with a scream of rage, the Dark Lord blasted the roof off of the Great Hall, making the real night sky visible to all those inside.
Screams filled the Hall once more, as the ceiling rained down on the spectators. Several people, dark and light alike, were crushed. Luna screamed as her legs were crushed by a large bolder. With a scream of rage, trees form the Forbidden Forest came alive, responding to Harry's desperate call.
Large roots from the massive trees forced their way through the stone floor and up over the walls. Dozens of trees circled the armies, and many were brought down. People screamed and ran as roots wrapped around their bodies and choked them. Gurgles escaped men and women's throats as the life was squeezed out of them.
The Dark Lords forces tried to fight back, cutting curses hit the roots and the wide branches that swept people off their feet, but the trees were stronger. They grew back quickly what was lost, and continued on their rampage.
Until some idiot decided to light one on fire.
Flames erupted out of Marcus Flint's 11 inch wand, and quickly ignited all the surrounding branches. Screams rent the air as witches and wizards were set aflame. Their agonized cries cut off as their lives ended. People stampeded out what was left of the Great Hall, and more cries could be heard as a few slow moving people were trampled to death.
Blood and gore littered the once magnificent hall, and with racking sobs Luna tried not to cause more pain to her legs by moving. Behind her a large tree hit the stone floor with a dull thud, its branches red instead of the beautiful green she was used to seeing.
And still the battle between Harry and the Dark Lord raged on.
Harry frowned in concentration as he transfigured the house tables into four velociraptors. They charged the wizard opposite him with high pitched war cries. The Dark Lord tried to hide his surprise at his opponents' skill, but he didn't quite manage to hide all of it.
The dinosaurs leapt over debris in their way and tried to dodge the curses shot at them from Lord Voldemort, but one was unable to avoid a powerful cutting curse to its neck. The velociraptor's head went flying into one of the many fires in the Hall. Smoke was like a fog as the dinosaurs circled their prey; their cries becoming more and more often as they moved in for the kill.
Finally deciding he had had enough, the Dark Lord cackled before throwing killing curses at the oversized reptiles. Flashes of green light flew faster than a bullet at the animals that used to be tables. The red dinosaur that used to be the Gryffindor table hit the ground as it lunged at the most powerful dark lord to walk the Earth. It was soon joined by its sister from Ravenclaw.
The green velociraptor saw it coming and jumped out of the way just in time. The killing curse flew past the large reptile and into the smoke.
Luna never saw it coming.
Harry froze as her lifeless body slumped to the floor. He did the only thing he could do. He let go.
The Horcrux inside of him was released from the tight hold his soul had on it and he used his magic to direct its attack. Black tendrils of magic poured out of his mouth, eyes, and ears, pooling on the floor and slowly inching its way towards the being that had abandoned it; the thing that had ripped it apart, and left it in a babe, intent on destroying it.
It wrapped around the pale man's legs like a snake would a branch, and the Dark Lord screamed. Nagini wasn't spared either as Harry's magic ripped apart her master's magic, the blackness filled her up and she went limp as the powerful surge of magic ripped the Horcrux from her. The dark magic that was Harry's seemed to grow with the addition of the other Horcrux.
The Dark Lord's very skin seemed to flake and peel off as the dark magic attacked his very being. His magical core was torn violently from his body by the black mist and he fell to his knees as he felt his magic leave him. His wand rolled out of his hand, hitting the ground with a clank.
Empty green eyes met red ones.
All three Horcruxes connected, becoming one, and Harry completed his final act, the magic exploded in a mushroom cloud of fire and ash. The Great Hall, and all those left inside were incinerated.
It rained ash on the survivors.
Please don't kill me! I warned you. Harry was never meant to live. He's a Horcrux and therefore must die for the Dark Lord to die. I know some of you probably hate me for killing off like everyone, but I get tired of happy endings.
This is most likely the end of this story. If requested I will write one more chapter or a oneshot of what happened to Luna and Harry's souls and the other characters.
Please don't flame me because you are not happy with the ending. I mean give a girl a break. I understand that a lot of people will be mean, but it's my story and I should be able to write whatever I dream up.
On the flip side I wish to thank all of you who have helped me with this story. I know it has its problems but I started this when I was fourteen, and had no idea what I was doing when it came to writing. This story has been my life for a while now, and now I'm writing a second that I really just want to focus on for a while.