Disclaimer: I am not Alan Dean Foster, George Lucas, J.K. Rowling, Michael Reaves, or Steve Perry.

Enter Pius Thicknesse, watching the battle play out with satisfaction.

Trooper. DA base, 1 minute and closing.

Out in space, Harry has taken over for Hooch.

Harry. Cedric, Neville. Let's close it up. We're going in. We're going in full throttle. That ought to keep those fighters off our back.

Neville. Right with you, boss.

Cedric. Harry. At that speed, will you be able to pull out in time?

Harry. It'll be just like Queerditch Marsh back home.

Harry, Neville, and Cedric enter the trench, lasers firing at them.

Cedric. We'll stay back far enough to cover you.

Neville. My scope shows the tower, but I can't see the exhaust port. Are you sure the computer can hit it?

Cedric. It better.

Meanwhile, unimpressed with the skill of his latest opponents, Snape is aware that the mysterious magical pilot was not among those he killed.

Snape. I need locations on the remaining DA fighters.

Pucey. At once, Lord Snape. There are only three more, my Lord, and they have just entered . . .

Snape. The same trench.

As Snape leads his wingmen in pursuit of the final Reds, Harry is distracted by a Dark Mark cannon that is firing on them.

Harry. Watch yourself. Increase speed full throttle.

Neville. What about the tower?

Harry. You worry about those brooms. I'll worry about the tower.

Enter Snape, Pucey, and Bole.

Neville. Fighters. Coming in, point three.

Snape sets his controls.

Pucey. They're making their approach too fast. They'll never get out in time.

Snape. Stay with them.

Bole. They're going too fast to get a fix.

Snape studies the readouts and confirms his wingmen's estimates.

Snape. They'll still have to slow down before they reach that tower.

Harry focuses on the tower.

Harry. Almost home. Torpedoes away! Pull in, pull up.

Harry, Cedric, and Neville move out of the way as the tower explodes. A few Ministry brooms are taken with it.

Snape. Take them.

Harry detects the pursuit.

Harry. Neville, Cedric, split up. It's the only way we'll shake them.

Harry, Cedric, and Neville dart off in different directions. Snape, Pucey, and Bole each stick by Harry.

Harry swerves between towers in an effort to shake off the Ministry brooms.

Red group, this is Red Five. Are you clear?

Neville. I'm up here waiting, boss. I can't see you.

Harry. I'm on my way. Red Three, are you clear? Cedric?

Cedric. I've had some trouble. But I think I lost him.

A Ministry broom drops behind Cedric.

Nope, not yet. Hold on, Harry. I'll be right there.

Harry exits the trench and joins Neville. Cedric is no where to be seen.

Harry. We're going in, Ced. Join up. Ced, are you all right? Cedric! Neville, do you see him anywhere?

Neville. [shakes his head] Nothing. Wait a little longer. He'll show.

Harry. We can't wait. We've got to go now. I don't think he made it.

Enter Cedric.

Cedric. Hey, you guys. What are you waiting for? Don't ever give up on old Cedric.

As the three return to the trench, Harry notices an issue with his broom.

Harry. Hedwig. That stabilizer's broken loose again. See if you can't lock it down.

Hedwig. [beeps and whistles]

Enter Snape, Pucey, and Bole.

Neville. Here we go again.

Snape fires on Neville's Firebolt.

I'm hit. I can't stay with you.

Harry. Get clear, Neville. You can't do any more good back there.

Neville. Sorry.

Exit Neville.

Snape. [to Pucey and Bole] Let him go. Stay on the leader.

Cedric. Hurry, Harry. They're coming in much faster this time. We can't hold them.

Harry. Hedwig. Try and increase the power.

Hedwig. [beeps and whistles]

As Hedwig works on the engines, the Ministry brooms advance on Cedric.

Cedric. Hurry up, Harry.

Cedric turns and sees Snape.

Wait.

Snape fires and destroys Cedric's Firebolt. It explodes, and Cedric dies.

Harry. [emotional] We're a couple of shooting stars, Ced, and we'll never be stopped.

Exit all.