29. Chapter 29 - Finale Part 2
After fucking Romilda, he got dressed and left her there, her cunt oozing his seed. Before long, he got to the Penseive in Dumbledore's office. Harry opened it and poured the drop into it. He bent forward, placing his face into it. Black streams were everywhere before he saw Snape as a young boy, age 11. He was watching his 11 year old friend Lily showing her sister Petunia a flower that was growing in her hand. Petunia swatted it away.
"Freak! I'm gonna tell mummy. You're a freak Lily!"
Snape intervened and later on, they were talking on the soft grass.
"She's just jealous. Jealous that you're special."
"That's mean Severus."
The scene advance to their Sorting. The Sorting Hat placed her in Gryffindor while he was put in Slytherin. Young Severus watched as she shook James Potters hand. Jealousy grew inside him and even hate. It changed again and he saw Lily and Severus walking through the halls, James running past them, knocking their books over with Remus, Sirius, and Peter running after him.
Soon, an adult Severus was confronting Dumbledore. Albus told him that the prophecy referred to a boy born at the end of July. He pleaded with Albus to hide them, to keep them safe.
"What will you give me in return Severus?"
"Anything,"
It skipped to the aftermath of Lily and James' murder.
"You said you were going to keep them safe!"
"Lily and James put their trust in the wrong person Severus. But the boy survived."
"He doesn't need protection, the Dark Lord is gone!"
"He will return. And then the boy will be in terrible danger." he stared at Snape. "If you truly loved her..."
"No one can know."
"Afraid to share your true feelings Severus?"
It then skipped to when Harry was sorted and though the years until his sixth year. Snape was holding Albus' blackened hand.
"The potion will keep it from spreading for a while."
"How long?"
"Maybe a year." Snape stood up and began to leave.
"Leaving me Severus?" Snape turned around. "We both know Voldemort has ordered the Malfoy boy to murder me. When the times comes, you must be the one to kill me Severus. Only then will he trust you completely." Dumbledore stood up and gave Snape sorrow like eyes. "When the time comes, Harry Potter must be told something. But you must wait until Voldemort is at his most vulnerable."
"Must be told what?"
"The night Voldemort went to kill Harry, and Lily intervened, the curse rebounded. It latched itself onto the only living thing it could find: Harry himself. There is a reason why he can speak to snakes. There is a reason why he can see Voldemort's thought. A part of Voldemort lives inside him. Also, did you hear about these girls getting pregnant?"
"Yes, I believe a seed spreading boy is doing it."
"Not just a boy. Harry himself is doing it and there is a good reason."
"Why?"
"When Tom Riddle was at school, there was something inside him that attracted girls to him. Mind you, he never impregnated anyone, but he must've slept with every girl in the school by the time he graduated."
"So, his sexual attraction is a result of the Dark Lord's soul?"
"Yes," Snape thought about it for a bit.
"So when the time comes, the boy must die?"
"Yes. He must die and Voldemort himself must do it. Harry was the Horcrux Voldemort never meant to make."
"You've kept him alive so he can die at the proper moment. You've been raising him like a pig for slaughter!"
"Don't tell me that you've grown to care for the boy?" Snape grabbed his wand.
"Expecto Patronum!" a silver doe galloped around the room before going through a window.
"Lily!" said Dumbledore. "After all this time?"
"Always,"
With that, the memories ended and he raised his head from the Penseive. Deep in his heart, he knew this is what was gonna happen. He made his way out and down the stairs where Ron and Hermione were waiting.
"We thought you went to the Forest!" said Ron.
"I'm heading there now."
"What did it show you Harry?" asked Hermione.
There is a reason I can hear them... the Horcruxes. There is a reason I can talk to snakes. There's even a reason why I am sexually attractive to girls. I think I've known for a while now. I think you have too." Hermione began to cry.
"I'll go with you."
"No. Kill the snake and it's just him." she ran to him and hugged him tightly before giving him a long deep kiss. After that, Ron gave him a manly hug before he began to walk.
It didn't take long for him to reach the Forest. Deep inside, he stopped in the middle of a large patch of grass. As he stood there, he grabbed out the Golden Snitch and stared at the _I open at the Close_ writing. He placed it near his mouth.
"I'm ready to die." the Snitch opened up and a small pebble was inside. The Resurrection Stone was inside and ready to be used. He grabbed it and saw four ghosts appearing all around him. Lily, James, Sirius, and Remus appeared around him, ghostly as ever.
"I'm so proud of you dear." said Lily.
"You're almost there son." said James. Harry turned to Sirius.
"Does it hurt? Dying?"
"Quicker then falling asleep." Harry then turned to Remus.
"Remus, I'm sorry for all that I did. With Tonks and-"
"It is all right," smiled Remus. "I have been fooling myself with all that. It was nothing to get mad about. She loved you and you loved her." Harry smiled.
"Will you be with me?"
"We never left." said Lily.
"Stay close to me."
"Always," she said.
Harry dropped the Resurrection Stone, losing it forever. As he walked, he could see Voldemort with his back turned and the Death Eaters wondering where he was. As he stepped into the clearing, they looked at him and Voldemort turned around.
"Harry? NO! WHAT ARE YE DOIN HERE?" shouted Hagrid.
"Quiet!" yelled a Death Eater.
"Harry Potter." said Voldemort. The Boy Who Lived. Come to die." Harry closed his eyes and waited, keeping Hermione in his thoughts. Voldemort raised his wand.
"AVADA KEDAVRA!"
Harry's eyes opened and saw nothing but white. He wasn't wearing any glasses and he was in his normal street clothes. As he walked, he came to a table and crouched. He saw a naked, bloodied Voldemort in dire need of help.
"Harry, you brave, brave man."
"Professor!" Dumbledore smiled.
"Let us walk."
Sir? What exactly is that?"
"A piece of Voldemort sent to die. It is beyond our help."
"Where are we?"
"I thought you could answer that."
"Well, it looks like Kings Cross station only cleaner... and without the trains."
"Is it? Well, by now you must know that you and Voldemort are not just bound together by fate since that night in Godric's Hallow?"
"Yes sir. So a part of him lives inside me then?"
"Did. It was destroyed moments ago by none other than Voldemort himself. You were the Horcrux he never meant to make."
"And the sexual attraction is gone too?"
"Indeed. A great loss I know, but you have Ms. Granger."
"Yes. Plus all those girls I impregnated."
"True, but she is the one you wish to be with, am I right?"
"Yes sir. I have to go back haven't I?"
"That's entirely up to you."
"I have a choice?"
"Yes. You can go back and end things or you could, lets say, hop on a train and go."
"Go where?"
"On," he stood up and walked away.
"He has the Elder Wand."
"Yes,"
"And Nagini is still alive."
"True,"
"And I have nothing to kill it with."
"Remember Harry, help at Hogwarts will always be given to those who ask for it."
"Sir?" Dumbledore turned around. "Is this all real? Or is it just in my head?"
"Why of course it's in your head Harry! But why should that mean its not real?"
Voldemort had fallen on his back, but Bellatrix was attempting to help him up. He turned her away and stood up firmly. Once up, he ordered Narcissa to check the boy. She quietly walked to the motionless Harry and crouched near his ear.
"Draco. Is my son alive?"
"Yes," Harry whispered very quietly. She stood up and looked to Voldemort.
"Dead,"
Near the courtyard, Neville examined the rubble and he found the Sorting Hat. He looked at it and looked inside. A shining silver glared into his eyes. Neville looked up and saw Voldemort and his Death Eaters coming across the bridge with Hagrid carrying Harry's 'dead' body. Hermione, Ginny, and Mr. Weasley came out as did everyone else.
"Neville, who is that?" asked Ginny. "Who is Hagrid carrying?"
When they got closer, Ginny began to tear up, as did Hermione. When all the Death Eaters were together, Voldemort stepped forward.
"HARRY POTTER... IS DEAD!"
"No! NO!" yelled Ginny.
Hermione held her back and the evil wizard laughed.
"Now that he is dead, you will all pledge your allegiance to me! If anyone wants to live, step forward and join me or perish."
Draco was the first to step forward, mostly because his parents wanted him back. Neville stepped forward a bit even with a limp leg. Voldemort looked to him.
"Who is this boy?"
"Neville Longbottom my Lord." said Bellatrix. "He is the boy who was giving trouble to the Carrows. Son of the Aurors, remember?"
"Yes, I do. Well Neville Longbottom, I'm sure I can find a place for you among the ranks."
"I want to say something."
"Well, Neville, I'm sure we'd be thrilled to hear what you have to say."
"It doesn't matter that he's gone. People die everyday. Its the way of life. So did Fred... Remus... Tonks. They all didn't die in vain. But you will!" he shouted at Voldemort. "His heart beat for us, all of us, It's not over!" he said as he pulled the Sword of Gryffindor from the Sorting Hat. "And lastly, fuck you!"
Harry opened his eyes and rolled out of Hagrid's arms, falling to the ground and quickly getting up. Voldemort had a shocking look in his eyes. Harry swished his wand and the blast hit Nagini, but rebounded to a group of Death Eaters, causing them to fall down. Hermione and Ginny laughed when they saw him alive and well as they retreated back.
"Get inside, we have to kill the snake!"
"Then you'll need this." said Hermione as she handed a Basilisk fang to him.
Harry ran to the staircase while the others went to the Great Hall. Wands flared and spells blazed. Voldemort was in a heated battle with harry as every duel they had ended in a draw. Nagini sneaked up behind him, ready to strike. Harry had his fang and was about o go for it when Voldemort appeared and cast a spell at him. As he dodged, a spell hit the fang and destroyed it.
As they went further into the castle, Nagini followed, but was hit by a flying rock. She turned and saw Hermione throwing another at her. Ron tried to sneak up behind her, but Nagini saw this and struck him, making him drop another fang. The two faced their slithery foe. Up near the top of the castle, Voldemort used sleeves from his robe and binded Harry. He drew him close and looked into his green eyes.
"Why do you live?"
"Because I have something worth living for!"
He pushed Harry back near the door, which had been blown apart. He stood up and backed away, Voldemort walking slowly toward him.
"You told Snape how that wand was failing you, it will always fail you!"
"I killed Snape!"
"But what if it never belonged to Snape. What if its allegiance was to someone else? Come on Tom. Let's finish it the way we started it... together!" he grabbed Voldemort's neck and they fell down to along trench. As they fell, Voldemort Apparated them in a smoke of blackness and traveled. Inside, Bellatrix was dueling Ginny and Luna when Ginny dodged a killing curse. Molly intervened and grew angry.
"Not my daughter you bitch!"
Spells went crazy as the two dueled. In the end, Molly used a few fast and fancy spells and ultimately killed Bellatrix, causing her to fall to the floor, dead as a doornail. Harry and Voldemort landed in the Great Hall, rolling and struggling to get to their feet. As they got up, they faced each other.
"Avada Kedavra!
"Expelliarmus!"
Their spells connected and the last great duel commenced. Outside, Nagini lunged at Ron and Hermione, itching to kill. Neville came from behind and swung the sword at her, slicing her head off and killing her in a slash of the might blade. Voldemort felt a weakness and felt his power weakening. Harry used this opportunity and increased the power of his spell. Voldemort's body began decaying and before long, he fell to the ground, dead.
As everyone celebrated, Harry was congratulated by many people. Outside, Harry examined the Elder Wand with Hermione holding his arm.
"So, is that sexual curse on you gone?"
"Yeah. I'm all yours Hermione." he said as they kissed.
"Why didn't the wand work for him?" asked Ron.
"I thought it answered to Snape?" asked Hermione.
"Never belonged to him. It was Draco who disarmed Dumbledore that night, so it answered to him. Until I disarmed Draco at Malfoy Manor. So..."
"It's yours?" suggested Ron.
"Yep. One thing though." he grabbed the pieces of his broken wand and muttered Repairo. Harry's old wand was fixed up like new. He snapped the Elder Wand in two and threw into the trench, never to be used again.