AN: Pay attention to the timestamps on each heading, all of the battle scenes happen within minutes of each other and some of them happen at the same time.
Disclaimer: See Chapter One.
Hogwarts Grounds, Scotland, 5/2/1998, 00:01
Ron and his partner entered the first tent, they were under a disillusionment charm and their feet were silenced, the tent was pretty basic it just had a kitchen and a sitting room all in the same area, they walked through the tent quietly to the back area where snoring could be heard.
Opening the flap they could see four men sleeping in bunk beds, making his way to the pair on the right Ron pressed the tip of his wand to the forehead of the man sleeping on the top bunk and cast a nonverbal piercing hex, besides the slight sound of the man's skull cracking the kill was silent, moving to the man on the bottom bunk he repeated the process and killed the sleeping man with nary a sound.
Looking over to the other set of bunk beds he saw his partner had also completed the task, all four of the residents of this tent now had a sickle-sized hole through their skull.
Heading back out of the tent Ron cast a color-changing charm turning the tent jet black so the other teams knew it had already been cleared.
"One down, and fifty to go." Greg said quietly as they moved to the next tent in this row.
There were ten rows of five tents on the west lawn, the east lawn had quite a bit more but that wasn't important, he and Greg were responsible for taking out the first two rows and then they were to move out to the east lawn to assist if necessary, they were taking the death eater army out just like the Trojans had done, minus the horse of course.
They had made it halfway through the second row and were about to enter tent three of that row when it happened, a tent on the other side of the lawn exploded outward and Pravati Patil was slung through the air as the sound carried across the grounds, a great BOOM was heard and death eaters started staggering out of their tents wands drawn, Tonks who was partnered with Pravati came out of the tent a second later covered in blood, but smirking nonetheless as she went to check on her partner.
Ron put his wand to his throat and commanded.
"Resistance drop your disillusionment charms and team up by threes!"
People appeared out of thin air all over the lawn and started firing into the men coming out of the tents, the time for stealth had past Ron thought as he cast a 'confringo maxima' into a cluster of death eaters and tore them to pieces.
That explosion was the signal he had agreed upon with Penelope, if either team ran into trouble they would cast an explosion spell signaling the time for stealth was over.
Ron and Greg were soon joined by Cormac McClaggen of all people, the boy was a braggart but he packed quite a punch with an exploding curse, Greg took over shielding while he and McClaggen started firing spells at any death eaters they saw.
"Be safe Penelope." Ron thought as he engaged a new opponent and focused on the battle at hand.
East Lawn, 5/2/1998, 00:27
Penelope and her team had been steadily taking out the tents, there were seven ten-man teams responsible for the east lawn and there were now more tents colored jet black than there were brown ones, she had been paired with Daphne Greengrass who had an affinity with ice magic, turns out her nickname referred to more than just her cold personality, they were just entering their ninth tent of the evening when a great explosion reverberated over the grounds, she quickly pulled Daphne by the shoulder out of the tent and cast a fire spell through the open flap and backed away from the burning tent, raising her wand she set fire to the other tent in this row and cast a spell to amplify her voice.
"All resistance remove your disillusionment's and form your three-man teams." She ordered.
Death eaters were pouring out of the tents now, Ron had sent the agreed-upon signal that must mean the east lawn was already engaged, there were probably twenty tents worth of men here, they had evened the odds considerably but now they would be fighting in the open so the only cover they had was the team members responsible for shielding.
Penelope had no more time to worry as spellfire started coming their way, they were soon joined by Mandy Brocklehurst who took over shielding incoming spells leaving herself and Daphne free to fire into the enemy's ranks.
The death eaters had formed into a cluster and seemed to have very little organization, there were probably seventy-five of them meaning their numbers were pretty evenly matched right now.
The resistance fighters were attacking from all sides and death eaters were dropping like flies, the resistance was taking losses as well, one of the teams was engulfed in purple flames and Colin Creevy was thrown through the air by a bludgeoning charm that slipped past his shield.
Daphne sent a trio of razor-sharp. icicles into the death eaters and one unfortunate man was impaled through the chest by all three of them.
A great crash from the school got her attention and she caught a glimpse of a pale bald man that had just been blasted out of the castle's second-floor window, she had to get back in the fight though as she was jerked out of the way of a killing curse by Daphne.
This was getting messy, already a third of her people were down, whether they were dead or injured she wasn't sure but she couldn't worry about that now though, she had to get her teams through this one way or the other.
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Hogwarts Castle, Scotland, 5/2/1998 00:25
Neville was part of the team that was tasked with taking down the headmaster Amycus Carrow, they had no choice but to wait in front of the entrance to the tower as the wards on the entrance were almost impenetrable.
Some of the other teams inside the castle had already sent the signal that their targets were down, but his team had no other choice but to wait. Nevile was teamed up with a muggle-born by the name of Jason Bigsby and Su Li from the old D.A. according to Mad-Eye Amycus was one of the inner circle death eaters still living, but considering four of the eight teams had sent the signal that their targets were already neutralized that wasn't saying much.
Neville's coin heated up confirming another kill when a gigantic explosion sounded from the grounds, the other two teams yet to take out their targets were going to have do it the hard way now.
Get ready he'll be out within a few minutes." Neville instructed his team and readying himself for the fight ahead.
True to his prediction the door to the headmaster's tower open and a green spell shot out and slammed into Jason's chest.
Neville and Su returned fire sending blasting hexes into the doorway, they were all deflected back at them and they were forced to dive out of the path of their own spells.
The pudgy piglike man laughed as he cast a spell that ended their disillusionment charm and grinned evilly at them.
"After I kill the boy I think I'll enjoy you, princess." Amycus said tauntingly to Su Li.
Nevile swiped his wand outward and an explosion curse whizzed down the hall towards the leering mand and Amysus was forced to cast a shield that barely held up against Neville's curse, after what happened to Hannah Carrow had struck a nerve.
Neville's wand was a blur as he sent powerful area spells at Amycus forcing him to shield and back further down the hallway. Amycus was forced towards the banister on the seventh-floor landing.
Neville roared "EXPLOSO MAXIMA" forcing every bit of power he could into the spell, the bright red beam of light struck Amycis's shield and destroyed it continued into the man's chest and vaporizing the man in a cloud of red mist, small pieces of his rained down onto the entry seven floors hall below.
"Damn Longbottom, that was overkill." Su said from behind him.
"Yeah, I might have overpowered the spell a bit." Neville agreed as he touched his wand to the coin confirming that Amycus Carrow was down.
"Jason's dead." Su said sadly.
"I know I saw the killing curse hit him." Neville said sadly before asking. "How did Carrow know we were there?" more to himself.
"He controlled the wards, they probably alerted him of our presence in front of his office." Su reasoned.
"Come on let's get outside." Neville said as he headed towards the stairs.
"Alright how many of the death eaters in the castle are left?" Su asked falling into step with him.
"Two, Alecto Carrow and Thadeus No-
Neville was cut off as he was forced to push Su out of the path of a killing curse.
Standing on the sixth-floor landing was Thadeus Nott grinning at them, " If you send a team after me you had better send the best." Nott said before shooting off a chain of dark spells at the two of them.
Neville grabbed Su's arm and hastily pulled her back up the stairs to the landing, swatting the spells he could away and dodging the rest, once on the landing they moved around the corner using the wall for cover. Neville started firing spells around the corner at Nott's location.
"Some Gryffindor you are Longbottom." Nott mocked as he continued firing at them moving up the stairs getting closer to them with every spell he cast and pinning them down behind the corner.
"Su, throw the detonator." Neville ordered over the sounds of spells crashing into the stone wall.
Su pulled a black lightbulb-shaped object from her pocket, touched it with her wand, and rolled it around the corner. Nevile heard the newly modified decoy detonator bounce down the stairs, he mentally counted to three in his head, on the count of three there was a massive explosion as George's creation detonated the four ounces of erumpent extract, sending out a massive shockwave in every direction.
Neville heard a loud 'BOOM!' and followed by a loud thump as Nott was thrown bodily backward down the stairs his body crashing into the floor and Neville heard the unmistakable sound of bones snapping.
Taking a look around the corner Neville saw the man lying in a crumpled heap on the sixth-floor landing completely unmoving.
"Let's go get confirmation." Neville said as he headed down the stairs.
"Alright, Accio Nott's wand." Su Li said as she followed behind him, a wand flew up the stairs and she easily caught it.
When they arrived on the landing Neville saw Nott's dead unseeing eyes looking back at him, the man's neck was at an unnatural angle, his neck had obviously been broken when he hit the landing.
"Alright, let's head outside." Neville said as he touched his wand to the 'T.N' stamped into the coin, all eight death eaters' initials were stamped around the edge of the coin, seven of them were now black, with only 'AC' remaining red, meaning only Alecto Carrow was left now.
They made it to the ground floor in under ten minutes and Neville was shocked when he saw Susan and Fleur coming up the stairs from the dungeons.
"What are you two doing here?" Neville asked incredulously.
"Same as you, where is Harry?" Susan demanded.
"I don't know, probably outside, but you really shouldn-
That was as far as he got before Susan sprinted towards the main doors and ran out of the castle.
" Bugger, Harry is going to be furious." Neville said.
"I am sure 'e will be, do you know where Bill is?" Fleur asked.
"The ministry, Moody sent his team to back up the French Aurors." Neville answered.
'Zen I will just 'ave to do my part 'ere." Fleur said before following after Susan onto the grounds.
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Ministry of Magic, London, England, 5/2/1998, 00:42
Kingsley and the French Aurors were engaged in open battle with the British Aurors in the ministry's atrium, the lockdown wards had already been initiated which meant they were pretty much trapped in here for the time being.
These French Aurors were very skilled and were easily taking apart their British counterparts, which was kind of disappointing to Kingsley seeing as he had been an Auror in the British ministry for the last fifteen years, but in this situation, he was thankful for their skill and efficiency.
The French were not using stunners, they had used a modified sleeping spell that only the caster of the spell could counter. The spell was proving to be very effective since their opponents couldn't wake their comrades back up after they had been taken down, quite a few of the British Aurors fell trying to ennervate men who had been hit with the spell.
"Kingsley caught a movement from his right and saw Corban Yaxley enter the atrium from the lifts and enter the fray casting a killing curse at a French Auror who was barely able to get out of the way.
Kingsley cast a Sonorus spell on his throat and called out.
"NUMBER NINE HAS ENTERED THE ATRIUM CAST TO KILL!"
The focus of the battle shifted, a dozen or so French Auror's continued to engage the dwindling number of British Aurors but the rest focused on Corban Yaxley.
Yaxley was quickly pinned down as the bulk of the French forces concentrated on him, he was hiding behind the 'Magic is Might' statue, the statue was being barraged with bludgeoning hexes sending powdered granite into the air and ensuring Yaxley was trapped.
The last of the British Aurors were putting up an admirable fight but there were only about six of them left standing make that four.
Kingsley decided then and there, that if he rejoined the Auror corp he was going to push for better training, this was getting embarrassing!
There was a massive explosion and the statue Yaxley was hiding behind exploded sending Corban flying across the atrium, he had barely hit the floor when his chest was struck by no fewer than twenty piercing hexes.
The three British Aurors still in the fight threw their wands down and raised their hands in a gesture of surrender, seeing the head of the D.M.L.E filled with sickle-sized holes through his chest apparently got the point across, they chose to live.
"Clear." Antoine Bones called as he restrained Aurors Williams, Savage, and Proudfoot.
"Shack, the wards just lifted." Bill called out.
"That must mean that Pias Thickenese has been released from the imperius curse" Kingsley said thoughtfully.
"So whoever cast the curse must be dead." Bill reasoned out.
"Must have been Yaxley who cast the curse." Kingsley said.
"What do we do now?" Antoine Bones asked curiously.
"Get the ministry in order and wait for word from Hogwarts to come in." Kingsley answered simply.
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Hogwarts Founders Suite, Scotland, 5/2/1998, 00:27
Voldemort was sitting in his chair reading a book on wandlore he had found in the Hogwarts library, he still had not found a solution to the brother wand problem and it was testing his patience, there was a shortage of wand's and wandmakers in Britain now, true his servants had taken Olivanders entire stock when the had captured him two years ago but they wouldn't last forever.
The dark lord had acquired a backup wand that matched him well enough but it couldn't compare to his Yew wand, he would be forced to use the new wand if he ever fought Potter, otherwise the brat ould lock their wands together as he had done in the graveyard of Little Hangleton three years ago.
Voldemorts musings were interrupted as an explosion was heard from the east lawn, leaping from his chair and rushing to the window Voldemort was shocked to see a pitched battle taking place on the grounds below him.
Seething in fury the dark lord made his way to the door of his chambers and stalked into the hallway only to barely avoid a decapitation hex aimed right at his neck.
Looking to the source of the spell Tom saw a disillusionment charm being canceled and Harry Potter appeared before him with a smirk on his face.
"Good evening Tom." Harry said before he started casting spells in Voldemrts direction at blinding speed, making the dark lord back down the hallway to keep some distance between them.
Voldemort was shocked at the speed of the spellfire coming at him, he had no choice but to shield, he was further surprised when a bludgeoner crashed through his shield and sent him flying through a window two floors to the lawn below.
Voldemort hastily cast a spell to slow his fall and he landed lightly on his feet looking up at the window he had just been blasted through, he watched a leopard leap through the window and land gracefully on the ground in front of him, it shifted back into Potter who started sending more spells his way, but this time the dark lord was prepared and sent his own offerings at the Potter brat.
Harry thought at first he had the upper hand in this fight, but once their fight moved to the grounds and Voldemort could move around more freely it was all he could do to keep up now, his opponent's wand was a blur sending curses at him so fast it was all Harry could do to keep up even with the help of the Black family magic.
Around him a battle was raging on all sides, the men in the camp must have been awoken and now the grounds were in a state of open warfare
Harry's thoughts were interrupted as a spell sliced through his left shoulder spinning him around and knocking him to the ground, his lapse of concentration had cost him and his enemy had taken the opportunity to even the score.
Harry landed on his back and was forced to roll to his left to avoid a killing curse, he ended up pressing his wound into the ground in the process sending pain shooting through his freshly injured shoulder. Harry rolled on his stomach and pushed his arms off the ground lifting his body up enough to land on his feet, pain was shooting through his arm again, but he pushed it aside as another killing curse was headed his way.
Harry sidestepped the curse and send a wave of hellfire at Voldemort who dematerialized and flew around behind Harry sending a cruciatus at his back, Harry heard the incantation and rolled to his left firing a piercing hex where he cad heard Voldemort cast from.
Voldemort was impressed he could count on one hand the number of people he had fought that were as fast as Potter was, the piercing hex grazed his shoulder before he had even registered Potter had avoided his torture curse, the dark lord's wand was in motion to return fire and he sent a massive black cloud at the boy that would rot a living person within seconds, it was a Black family spell he had learned from Bellatrix and it was thought impossible to counter.
A black cloud left Voldemort's wand and completely obscured the dark lord from Harry's sight as it closed the distance to Harry, he recognized the curse as he had read about it in the Black family grimoire but never experimented with it, there was only one counter for it, steadying himself as the cloud moved closer Harry cast the countercurse.
A white mist left Harry's wand and wrapped itself around the black cloud, Harry took advantage of the pause in battle to cast a hasty healing charm on his shoulder before firing a ribbon cutter into the fog right as it started dissipating, the white mist having consumed the black cloud.
Voldemort was shocked when Potter cast a spell that seemed to completely encase the rotting curse in a white cloud, he watched amazed as the spell seemed to disappear inside the white mist, his observations were interrupted by a nasty cutting curse bursting through the fog and he was forced to change his form and fly over the incoming spell again.
Landing behind Potter he cast a killing curse towards his back, but the boy rolled under it and came up facing him, his wand at the ready.
"You are very cowardly Tom, trying to curse me in the back." Harry mock scolded.
"History is written by the victor's Harry, when I kill you I'll be sure to leave that part out of the history books." Voldemort assured him.
"Yes, and when I kill you, I'll make sure the world remembers you as a power-hungry half-blood who was the son of a muggle and a squib." Harry rebutted a mocking smile on his lips.
Voldemort replied in his usual manner, firing a chain of blood-boiling curses followed by a killing curse at him, Harry conjured a slab of marble to intercept the killing curse and sidestepped the other three spells.
"How dare you mock me!" Voldemort roared in fury.
Harry didn't respond with words, instead choosing to return to fighting, he chained three piercing hexes together and sent an exploding hex at Voldemorts's feet, the dark lord managed to sidestep the piercers but the exploding hex detonated into the ground three feet to Voldemorts right blasting him through the air and slamming him into the lawn twenty feet away.
Voldemort rolled out of the way of harry's killing curse and was forced to shift into his flying form to avoid another exploding curse aimed at his prone body.
Voldemort landed on his feet though favoring his left leg as his right was now a bloody mess, his robes had been torn away in places on his right side and Harry could see places on Voldemort's bare leg where large chunks of flesh had been ripped away exposing the muscle underneath, blood was oozing from cuts all over the right-side of Voldemort's body and it appeared as though moving was causing him tremendous pain.
"This has gone on long enough, a little assistance Alecto." Voldemort said in a pained voice.
Harry was struck in the back by a powerful bludgeoning hex and thrown through the air, his wand was ripped from his grasp as he slammed into the lawn face first his head striking the ground hard enough for him to see stars pand his nose shatteree on impact.
Harry rolled onto his back and saw the female Carrow twin bearing down upon him with her wand raised, Harry flicked his left wrist and his backup wand flew into his hand, in the same motion as he had summoned his wand he cast a decapitation hex at the woman, his spell struck true and her head rolled off her body, her body stood there for a split second before the legs buckled and the body collapsed to the ground.
Harry's wand was once again ripped from his hand and he followed its flight through the air to a smirking Lord Voldemort.
" Very good Harry, but you should have been focusing on me." Voldemort scolded as he hobbled towards Harry's prone form.
"This was Bellatrix's wand once was it not?" Voldemort asked as he came to stand directly over Harry.
"It was." Harry said trying to move his right arm to reach the pistol in his pants pocket and felt a searing pain shoot through his arm, it didn't want to move, it was most likely broken.
"CRUCIO!" Voldemort roared.
Harry's whole body was on fire, his jaw clenched shut and his muscles spasmed intensifying the pain in his broken arm.
Voldemort watched the curse take effect but the boy did not scream much to his annoyance, Voldemort released the spell after about a minute and asked. "How did that feel, Harry are you ready to die yet?"
"G-go f-fuck yourself, Tom." Harry stuttered out.
"Now where are your manners, Harry? You shouldn't speak that way to your betters." Voldemort asked silkily before casting the torture curse again.
Harry pushed the pain back using every bit of his ability in occlumency to keep himself from screaming and giving Voldemort the satisfaction, as his entire body was ravaged by white-hot pain, and his muscles seized up as if he was being subjected to electric shock, he wasn't sure how much longer he could hold out.
Voldemort released the spell after what felt like an eternity to Harry and said quietly. "I am growing bored of this game, goodbye Harry Potter AVADA KEDAVR-
Harry looked into Voldemort's eyes as he started casting the killing curse, Harry knew he was about to die and there was nothing he could do to stop it.
Everything happened as if in slow motion, Voldemort stopped the incantation and a look of shock crossed his face a millisecond before Voldemort's head exploded into pink mist and his body collapsed to the ground.
Harry watched the body fall to the ground revealing Susan standing right behind where Voldemort had just been standing, her wand still raised looking furious at the headless corpse lying at her feet
Harry laid his head back and took a deep breath before shakily asking. "Aren't you supposed to be in France?"
"You didn't honestly expect me to stay there, did you? Besides I left you alone for two weeks and look at the state your in." Susan said as she crouched down beside him and started running diagnostic scans over his body.
"Good shot and thanks for saving my skin, I thought I was a goner." Harry said with a smile.
"I know that was way too close for me, you're going to be in the hospital wing for a couple of days by the way." Susan said as she finished her scans.
"Bugger, have you heard from any of the other teams?" Harry asked.
"No, but it looks as if the east lawn team has stopped fighting." Susan said as the resistance members were heading their way.
"What about the inside team?" Harry asked feeling very sleepy.
"I met Neville and Su Li on the way out here, so they must have been successful." Susan said distractedly while healing Harry's shattered nose.
"That means Amycus was killed, I need to find out about the rest." Harry said trying to get up and hissing when pain shot through his right arm.
"Just rest Harry it's over now." Susan said soothingly as she cast another spell over him.
Harry's eyes were betraying him as he started drifting into blackness.
'Susan must have cast a sleeping spell.' Were Harry's final thoughts before unconsciousness claimed him.
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Hogwarts Hospital Wing, 5/4/1998, 11:32
Harry opened his eyes and saw the very familiar white ceiling of the Hogwarts hospital wing, groaning he slowly sat up in his bed and stretched hearing his arms over his head, he heard his back crack and pop and he groaned, looking around the room he saw many of the beds were occupied he saw Ron, Colin, and Pravati sleeping peacefully in the beds across from his the rest of the beds were too far away to make out who was in them.
A clearing of a throat caught his attention and he turned to see Poppy Pomfrey standing by the potions cabinet. "Good morning Mr. Potter how are you feeling this morning?"
"I feel alright, my chest is a little tight though." Harry answered.
"That'll be the after effects of the cruciatus." Pomfrey said taking notes on her clipboard.
"So can I leave then?" Harry asked hopefully.
"Yes as soon as you've eaten breakfast you may go, your wife brought you a change of clothes since the clothes you were wearing were ruined." Poppy said as she brought a breakfast tray over to his bedside table.
"Thank you Madam Pomfrey." Harry said gratefully.
Harry picked up the bowl of porridge and took a bite, it tasted heavenly and Harry quickly devoured the entire bowl and then guzzled down the glass of pumpkin juice.
He stood up and stretched again before grabbing his clothes and heading to the bathroom, after a quick stop at the loo, a shower, and a tooth cleaning charm he felt ready to face the day.
Making his way through the school to the great hall he found evidence of the battle that had were many windows without glass and craters in some sections of the wall, the battle had taken place mostly outside but it seemed the inner circle death eaters put up quite a fight.
When Harry entered the great hall he saw most of the resistance seated at the four house tables, it didn't take very long for him to find Susan who was seated with Pansy and Fleur at the Hufflepuff table.
Plopping down in front of the three girls he said, "Good morning ladies."
"Oh good your up, this place has been a madhouse this morning." Susan exclaimed.
"Yeah, I bet it has. So fill me in on what's been going on?" Harry asked.
"Good morning to you to 'arry." Fleur said happily.
"Yeah Potter, good morning, glad to see you again, honestly have manners gone out the window around here?" Pansy exclaimed in mock offense.
Harry sighed before saying flatly. "Good morning Fleur you're looking as radiant as ever, good morning Pansy oh how have I missed thee. Now, will somebody please fill me in on current events?"
"He's always really cranky in the mornings until he's had his breakfast." Susan said with a grin
"And a good shag." Pansy commented.
"Pansy!" Susan exclaimed flushing in embarrassment.
"What we lived in the same house for months, you two never put up silencing charms, and let's face it Bones your screaming could wake the dead." Pansy said with a smirk.
Fleur broke out into giggles and Susan hid her face in her hands while Pansy just took a sip of her tea.
"That's it I'll just ask Neville." Harry said getting frustrated.
"Sit down Harry, since your so impatient here's what happened, we won. All targets were eliminated and the ministry is being run by Kingsley Shackelbolt and Alastor Moody." Susan listed off.
"How many people did we lose?" Harry asked dreading the answer.
"Twelve died, three of the French Aurors and nine resistance fighters. There were a bunch of wounded though." Susan said quietly.
"Yeah, I saw that in the hospital wing when I woke up. So the mission was a success?" Harry asked.
"It was, though Tonks just barely survived, she was moved to St. Mungos yesterday but the healers assure us she'll make a full recovery." Susan explained.
"Anyone, we know get killed?" Harry asked.
"Sturgis Podmore and his team were killed trying to take down Thadeus Nott and Remus Lupin was killed on the west lawn." Susan answered quietly.
"What the hell was he doing in the battle?" Harry asked completely shocked, he hadn't heard from the man in almost a year and didn't see how he could have been here for the battle.
"He's been dating Tonk's for the last six months, I think she must have told him about the battle and he snuck in on his own.
Anyway, he joined the fighting on the west lawn and tried to fight the old way, you know stun and bind the enemy and move on. One of the men Lupin stunned was wearing dragonhide armor and pretended to collapse, the man was able to cast the killing curse before Remus could bind him." Susan said sadly.
That was not something he expected, sure he was upset about the way Moony had condemned his methods of fighting death eaters but Harry still felt saddened to know the last Marauder had been killed in the final minutes of the war.
"So what do you want to do now?" Susan asked cutting into his thoughts.
"I don't know but I am done fighting, by the way, how has the public reaction been so far?" Harry asked with a grin.
"What reaction?" Susan asked confused.
"The reaction to you killing Voldemort." Harry answered.
"Her face has been on the front page of every paper in Europe, they're calling her Voldemorts Bane now the woman who defeated the dark lord." Pansy said matter of factly.
"Lovely, now you'll be the one getting all the attention." Harry said happily.
"Not exactly, we're married now. What's the old muggle expression what's mine is yours?" Susan asked smugly.
"Whatever, at least no we can get out of Britain." Harry said thoughtfully.
"Not until the next I.C.W conference we can't, the travel ban is still in effect." Susan said grumpily.
"Fucking bastards, I was looking forward to taking you somewhere tropical for our honeymoon." Harry said sadly.
"Don't worry liv, we've got the rest of our lives for that." Susan said happily.
And when Harry thought about it he knew she was right, the weight of Voldemort that had been hanging around his neck since that drunken bat had made that prophecy had been lifted, Harry could finally live his life now.
'Thank god it's finally over.' Harry thought to himself as he took his wife's hand.