A/N:
Last part! Oh, n guess what! You figure out why Voldemort took all of the
trouble in killing Harry's parents and so forth! And, since is the last time I'll
be talking to you about this fic :( I might as well babble. It's been fun writing
and I'm glad ppls are reading this! All right, NOW I can shut up. Go on and enjoy!
Usual disclaimers apply.
Revelations- Part 6
By Iris Marie
Draco found him on the floor, his head in-between his arms. He was in the
corner of the trophy room and Draco saw that blood was trickling down his nose. He
rushed towards him, collapsing to his side. Dumbledore opened his eyes wearily, not
taking note of neither Draco nor Fawkes.
"Oh Franny... where are you?" Dumbledore mumbled, his body swaying and then
falling to the ground. "I've missed you so much..."
"Professor Dumbledore," Draco said, trying to shake him out of the trance.
"Wake up! We're in Hogwarts... we're in the trophy room!" He felt something wet as
he tried to tug him up from the floor, and when he looked down, he saw it was blood.
"You stupid bird! Cry! Do something!" But Fawkes was staring impassively at it's
surroundings and Draco saw the liquid spreading to his robes.
"Draco?" a voice from the doorway said. He turned around and saw Ron and
Hermione rush to Dumbledore's side. "What happened to him? Is he all right?"
Draco shrugged, taking his wand. "We have to get him to the hospital wing.
Morbilicorpus!" But, his wand only sputtered and nothing happened. He cursed, flying
obscenities to the air. "Damn spell."
"What spell?"
"Snape said that Voldemort put some non-magic spell thing around Hogwarts."
"You're not serious?"
"Of course I'm serious! Do you actually think I'd lie about something like that?"
Draco asked, not waiting for an answer. "I'll call Madame Pomfrey. Hermione, go warn the
teachers in their common rooms now. And Ron, stay with Dumbledore." He didn't wait to
see if they would listen. By the time he had exited the room, Hermione was running down
the halls.
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Dumbledore watched in avid fascination as the blue sky whirled splendidly above
his head. Franny was gone now, the rolling fields of green staying. Some place deep
inside him was screaming at him. Saying something was wrong. 'But how could anything
so peaceful be wrong?' he thought, falling down upon the grass. The clouds were moving
overhead, and he played the simple game of figuring out what the cloud's shape was.
'Oh... that's an apple... a pig... Harry...' he snapped out of his thoughts,
looking at the sky again. Yeah, there was a cloud that looked like Harry. And there was
another one right next to it, that looked like Voldemort. Dumbledore shook his head
a fuzzy feeling engulfing him.
Something was aching in him to remember something... that was screaming that
there was something urgent, and as each second passed with him trying to think about
it, the fields of green were transforming. Now he was in a barren landscape, the ground
black and the trees broken and lifeless. He once more tried to remember and then he saw
two shapes in front of him. Voldemort had his arm raised high and Harry had his own
raised in retaliation. And as soon as he glimpsed the figures did they disappear.
"Dumbledore! Dumbledore!" An urgent voice was screaming, even though it sounded
so distant. The scenery began to change again and as it started to clear, the voice
was loud and he bolted up. In that action, he collapsed, a pain so sharp on the side
of his stomach that he cried out. When he looked down at his hands, they were covered
in blood.
Ron was staring at him, his brown eyes wide with anxiety. "We have to go... come
on..."
"What-?"
"We HAVE to go!" Ron said again, taking him and trying to drag him out of the
room. "The schools on fire." He grabbed hold of Fawkes, and then opened the window.
Dumbledore still felt confused, and the fact that the pain on his side was
worsening didn't help. He glanced towards the doorway, and saw with surprise as flames
were licking against it. "H-"
"C'mon!" Ron was already climbing out of the window, and holding Fawkes by the
leg. "We don't have much time!"
"What about the students? What about-"
"Draco and Hermi will take care of that. Please, Professor, we have to get out
of here now!" But before Ron grabbed him, Dumbledore took out his wand. Looking at the
blood again, he said, "Ferula!" Expecting the wound to get at least bandaged, his wand
sputtered and died and he stood there perplexed.
"There's a spell over the school." And this time, before any more words could be said,
he got Dumbledore to sit on Fawkes, while he grabbed the leg. "Fly Fawkes, fly!" And the
bird pushed off.
------
Voldemort sneered, watching as the fire began consuming the school. His hand was
burnt, the stupid Weasley girl able to do that much damage on him. Two of his followers
nearest him died, which wasn't that bad since he had expected more. Lucius Malfoy was
staring at the school, his wand moving while screaming, "Incendio!" with the others.
He couldn't wait till Harry and the Weasley girl showed up to see this. "Master,
everyone is escaping through a tunnel in the back," one of the Death Eater's said. "And
Dumbledore had escaped, and is healed. Arthur Weasley's youngest son got the phoenix to
cry on his wound."
Voldemort cursed, staring towards the direction his follower had run from. His
Death Eater's now stood silently, waiting for his instructions. "Stay here and watch for
the other Weasley girl and Harry. Keep them alive till I come back. I do need some exercise."
And then he apparated and when he reappeared, numerous children ranging from the ages of 10
to 17 stood in a cluster. Screams now ran through the air, hysteria building, and Voldemort
now caught sight of Dumbledore.
His follower was correct, the fact that Dumbledore was now healed showing to him
that the bird must have cried upon his wounds. And sure enough, that pesky side-kick of
Harry was next to him. "Dumbledore. How pleasant to see you?"
But, Dumbledore had his wand raised, and through a series of words, Voldemort found
himself on the floor. He laughed, the blast tickling his chest. "Is that all you have left
in you?" He then rose his own wand and yelled, "Crucio!"
Dumbledore fell upon the floor, ducking from the blast of magic. He watched
as his students began to disperse with their teachers into the Forbidden Forest. Ron,
however, was still by his side. "Expelliarmus!" Ron screamed, pointing his wand to
Voldemort. Voldemort's wand floated out his hand, but then he grabbed it back.
"It's not going to be that easy, boy!" Voldemort hissed. "Imperio!"
"Run!" Dumbledore yelled, but watched as the curse smacked right into the
boy. Voldemort was grinning, and then Dumbledore watched as Ron's wand turned to him.
"Kill him."
Ron's wand rose, but then it hesitated. Once more, Voldemort commanded him
to kill him. 'This is wrong,' Ron heard a voice so tiny say. He mouthed the word
Avada, but nothing more. 'This is very wrong.' But a voice louder then that was
screaming the command, "Kill him! Kill him!" He felt a sharp feeling come from his
arm, and then he found himself throwing his wand away.
"You stupid boy!" Voldemort yelled. He raised his wand, ready to kill the
boy off. Dumbledore raised his wand to counter it, but another wave of power
hit Voldemort's wand. "What!?"
Draco stood in the middle of the field, Voldemort's wand in his left hand.
"Impedimenta!" Voldemort felt as if the gravity about him increased and he tried
to keep his legs up. "You'll pay for this you stupid boy!"
But, Draco ignored him. Dumbledore stood up, and looking towards Ron said,
"Finite Incantatem." The Imperius Curse disappeared from him and Ron once more
moved by himself.
"This is the time you lose," Dumbledore said, staring at Voldemort who still
seemed to be having trouble moving.
"I think you're wrong," Voldemort replied, laughing once more. Green light
surged around him and he stood up, the burden that used to be over him, disappearing.
"You don't think I rely wholly on my wand do you?" He raised his hand, pointed a finger
and said, "Mosmordre." The Dark Mark now was shining brightly against the sky. Numerous
cloaked figures surrounded them, and Ron saw Dumbledore's face go pale. "This time,
Dumbledore, you lose."
----
Harry, Ginny, and Snape ran through the forest, trying desperately to reach
the castle. Ginny remembered her vision once more, Dumbledore on the ground, Hogwarts
burning. So far, she wasn't dead. So, that part didn't come true. But Hogwarts catching
fire was, and what were the chances of Dumbledore actually losing? In her hand was
the lily designed wand with its handle now glowing. But, it still didn't allow
either of them to use it.
They almost reached the edge of the forest when someone tackled them. Harry,
thinking of it as a Death Eater, was about to scream, "Stupefy." But, then a familiar
voice said Lumos and Harry saw Fred Weasley on top of him.
"Harry! I thought you were one of the others," Fred said, standing up. George
was already embracing Ginny, and Fred soon followed suite. Hermione, her wand lighted,
was shaking.
"Ron's still with Dumbledore and Draco made us leave to hide here."
And as if that statement was going to be emphasized, a bright green light shot
through the area, and when it disappeared, a feeling of dread arose. Screams were spread through
the dark night, and Ginny, without warning anybody, bolted towards where the light originated.
"Ginny!"
But, she ran, thinking of her brother and Dumbledore. When she reached the edge of
the forest, Voldemort was glowing a sickening green and Dumbledore was on the floor. Ron,
seeing her, screamed, "Run Ginny! Run!"
Voldemort turned around, seeing who the boy was screaming at. And, to his complete
surprise, it was the Weasley girl. He glanced at his burnt hand, and a vicious smile spread
upon his lips. It was time to get revenge. "Ginny, is it?" He asked, apparating so that he
was right in front of her. Ron and Draco ran forward, but Voldemort raised a hand and a blast
swept them. When the dirt settled, Ginny saw them on the ground. "You have been a big
problem lately."
Ginny felt her mouth dry, watching as Voldemort's red eyes looked straight into her.
"Do you know why I wanted Harry so badly? Is that what you're wondering?"
"Ginny!" Once more she heard her name being called out, and Harry appeared. Voldemort
smiled, his hand once more being lifted. But then, as if he changed his mind, he swirled
his hand in a circle and a clear, dome-like object surrounded Harry. "Leave her alone! You
know you want me!"
"Oh, but she killed two of my people," Voldemort replied, giving his attention back
to the girl. "And you should pay, shouldn't you Ginny?"
She didn't respond again, her throat constricting. She heard Harry trying in vain
to break out of the dome, and she saw with surprise that the wand in her hand was glowing
brighter. "Since we have all this time, and since my Death Eater's are still gathering
everybody else, let's talk about Harry's parents."
Harry stopped pounding against the dome, staring at Voldemort with fire burning in
his eyes. "Yes, Harry, you're parents. You're father was a weakling, begged for mercy
when he saw my wand raised. Your mother... oh, your mother. She really was a beautiful
woman if I was into that crap. She was a very stubborn one, didn't need to die at all. I
was actually willing to spare her. But, with her stupidity, she decided to die for you. What
a complete waste."
"If it was a complete waste, why did you bother finding and killing them?" Ginny asked,
gaining strength by the way the wand was glowing.
"I wasn't initially out to kill *them*," Voldemort said. "I only wanted James." He
paused, as if reminiscing something. "He was just as pesky as you with that invisibility
cloak. He was an Auror, did you know that, Harry?"
Harry, speechless, couldn't move. His father an Auror? Dumbledore never said so,
neither had Sirius nor Remus. He watched with mild surprise as one by one Death Eater's
stepped out from the forest, students and teachers without their wands following them in
tight clusters.
"No, I doubt you knew. Not a lot of people knew. I doubt even Lily did. He was
very strong with magic, with his abilities in transfiguration and charms. I wanted him
to join me, Harry. Oh, I really wanted his abilities to be on my side. I even tried the
Imperius Curse to force him to. But, he seemed to have loved your mother and you too
much, since not even that Curse could sustain him. Did you ever wonder why you could
so easily sustain yourself from Barty Couch's spell?" He then paused, looking about at
all his gathered followers and their captives. "And I'm rather surprised that you can't
even break yourself from that dome. Now, you can watch everyone die."
Harry screamed, watching as Voldemort grabbed Ginny forward. He raised his hand
amd his wand flew back to it. "Now it's time to finish off what we started in the woods.
"Avada Kedavra!" The green light flashed through the area, everyone screaming and covering
their eyes. And as the bright light disappeared, Ginny Weasley was on the floor, her body
unmoving.
Voldemort laughed, wondering why it was so easy to kill her. And then, he looked
towards Harry and took a step back.
Harry looked at her, her body not moving and possibly never to again. He could
hear his mother screaming when Voldemort killed her, he could feel the pain that Ginny
went through when the spell hit her. And now, that completeness he once felt disappeared
again and he fell upon his knees. His head was burning, especially his forehead, and
all he could do then was scream. Unbeknownst by him, however, was the silver light that
surrounded his body.
First, Voldemort killed his parents. Now, he killed Ginny. And now, he didn't
want to take any more crap. He glanced towards Ron, Draco and Dumbledore, also on the
ground. Probably dead or maybe unconscious, but something in him stirred impatiently, like
a tiger in a cage, and when he opened his eyes, all he could see was silver light. He
pictured Voldemort, Ginny in front of him, killing her with that spell. And he pictured
his mother, her beautiful green eyes staring lifelessly in the air. And that was when
his own power was released.
The dome disappeared without a second thought, and he could hear screams from
all around, but now in his vision was Ginny. He crawled towards her body, her skin still
warm and hair soft. And for the first time in a very long time, did he feel tears fall.
He hugged her, and whispered to her, wishing she was back with him. And the wand that
once laid as lifeless as she began to glow. It floated into the air and as Harry touched
it, another blinding light flashed through the area. When it had cleared, Hogwarts was
no longer on fire, the building looking intact. And the teachers and students were gone.
All that was left was an open field, Voldemort still standing, but nothing else other then
Ginny and him.
He wiped the tears away harshly, grabbing the wand and standing in front of
Ginny's body. One thing was on his mind now, and that Voldemort dead. "I have more then
just my father and mother's magic," Harry said, staring straight at Voldemort. "I have
love from my friends and family." But, he saw that Voldemort was not staring at him,
but towards the wand. "And love, as you know, is the most powerful weapon!"
Voldemort hissed, raising his own wand to show he was ready to play. "Love is
a weakness, boy. It makes you liable to get hurt."
"Maybe a love that you felt once, Tom Riddle," Harry said, and saw Voldemort
for the first time, flinch. "But it's not only that. And I feel sorry for you if you
have never felt it before."
"I don't need your pity boy!" Voldemort snapped, raising his wand and screaming,
"Crucio!"
"Finite Incantatem!" Harry screamed, watching as the two spells collided and then
disappear. Voldemort was hissing more now, his hackles raised.
"Mosmordre!" He screamed, watching as the dark mark once more go into the air.
He expected his Death Eater's to come, but saw with mild surprise as no one did.
"They've abandoned you, Tom Riddle!"
"My name is not Tom Riddle! Stupefy!" He watched as the boy dodged the blast,
surprised anyone can move so fast. "Stupefy!" He screamed again, watching as the boy darted
around. And then, surprisingly, the boy raised his wand and screamed, "Petrifus Totalus!"
Voldemort's arms and legs were forced together and he fell upon the ground. He tried
to get out of it, but despite everything, he couldn't. Cursing, he tried to raised his hand
to create a blast, but then realized that his hand was stuck to his side. Cursing, he looked
as Harry stepped towards him. "It will not be this easy!" He screamed, watching with amusement
as Nagini began slithering towards him. It wrapped the boy with its coils, causing the wand
to fly from his hand. The Full-Body-Bind spell was lifted.
Picking up his own wand, he kicked the boy's as far as he could. Hovering over him,
he grinned. "Now it's time to stop playing games."
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Ginny felt the blast and the pain, but afterwards, all she felt was a sense of
freedom she never did feel before. A floating sensation engulfed her and she once more
found herself in the field of green and golden trees. But this time, there was no older
version of herself standing in front of her. Now, there was a woman with blazing red
hair and green eyes, a tall man with dark features next to her. And Ginny didn't need
to think twice to know it was Harry's parents.
"Hello Ginny," the woman said, walking towards her and engulfing her in a hug.
"It's not time, yet."
The man nodded, his boyish good looks spreading into a wide grin. "You still
have to take care of him."
"But, Voldemort did the Killing Curse," Ginny said, looking around the field.
"How can it not be my time? Aren't I dead? Am I dead? Or am I dreaming again?"
However, as she was saying it, she saw a silver light running through the field, and
everything about it was screaming Harry.
"Send him my love," Harry's mother said, falling back into the field with the
man. "Tell him I love him and I will never forget him."
And then the silver light engulfed her and when she opened her eyes, she saw
Harry with Nagini tied around him. Voldemort was laughing, standing up from his
former position. He said something then, something she didn't exactly hear, but from
the tone of it she knew it wasn't anything good.
Glancing around, she saw the wand, a few feet in front of. Crawling forward,
and without any notice, she had it in her hand. Voldemort was already doing the Killing
Curse. "Expelliarmus!" she screamed, watching as Voldemort's wand flew from his hand
to hers. Harry screamed her name, relief flooding through him to see her alive.
"Nagini... take care of her," Voldemort hissed and she saw the snake began slithering
towards her. Chills swept her spine, not exactly enjoying the way the snake moved so easily
on the ground. And then, raising her wand, said, "Morbiliarbus!" Nagini was lifted into the
air, and then with a flick of her wand, flew to the direction of its master. They
collided into each other, and Harry already had her in a hug.
"I thought you were dead," he whispered, his hold tightening.
"I was," she replied. They held the wand together, watching as Voldemort vainly
tried to get his snake off of him. Harry and Ginny exchanged looks and they both knew
what they were going to do. Raising the wand together, they screamed, "Stupefy!" Jets of
silver light flooded through the tip of the wand and Voldemort took the full hit. He now
stood in the field, frozen, his snake in his arms.
Ginny collapsed, her legs not working. She stared towards Hogwarts, the fire gone
and the building seeming to be intact. And then she stared at Voldemort, his face full of
agony and hatred, and she felt some pity for the man. Harry still held her and when she
turned around, he kissed her as passionately as he had ever done. And they stayed like that,
not moving till Dumbledore raced to their side. Not moving till the whole student body
and staff of Hogwarts watched as the Dementor's took his frozen body to Azkaban.
------
It was needless to say that the school took an early summer vacation. And this time,
Harry stayed with the Weasley's, Molly fussing over everything. Arthur was still rather
speechless with the fact that his little girl helped save the world, and the fact that
she was soul mates with Harry. It was enough to make any dad speechless.
Remus and Sirius were lively, now on the search for Peter Pettigrew. They did spend
a couple of days with Madame Pomfrey, the fact that they were almost burnt to death when they
tried to get all the students out of the school. And Cornelius Fudge was thrown out of his
position, the councilman offering Dumbledore his seat. But Dumbledore refused, saying that
he would rather stay the Headmaster of Hogwarts. So, instead, Arthur Weasley took
the position, and, needless to say again, the Weasley family moved to a nicer house.
Fred and George's business boomed, now in full competition with Zonko's Joke Shop.
It was rumored, however, that they would have an agreement and join the shops together.
And as for Ron and Hermione, they were still bickering, but always making up with a hug,
an apology, and a kiss.
As for Ginny and Harry... Well, what can you say to the two people who stopped Voldemort
and found each other's soul mates? They still haven't confessed their undying love for each
other, each gagging each time Fred and George would ask them. But, it was easy to see that
they liked each other, and perhaps in the future, they'd use the word love. But for now, they
were still teens, going through adolescence, and happy.
So, to make a long story short, they lived happily ever after.
The End
All right, corny ending, I even know that. But, I suck at endings, and I hope you
enjoyed! Should I continue writing Harry and Ginny fics? Did you like the way I ending
this fic? *Please* write with your comments! And I hoped you all enjoyed! Peace!
© Copyright Iris Marie
Last part! Oh, n guess what! You figure out why Voldemort took all of the
trouble in killing Harry's parents and so forth! And, since is the last time I'll
be talking to you about this fic :( I might as well babble. It's been fun writing
and I'm glad ppls are reading this! All right, NOW I can shut up. Go on and enjoy!
Usual disclaimers apply.
Revelations- Part 6
By Iris Marie
Draco found him on the floor, his head in-between his arms. He was in the
corner of the trophy room and Draco saw that blood was trickling down his nose. He
rushed towards him, collapsing to his side. Dumbledore opened his eyes wearily, not
taking note of neither Draco nor Fawkes.
"Oh Franny... where are you?" Dumbledore mumbled, his body swaying and then
falling to the ground. "I've missed you so much..."
"Professor Dumbledore," Draco said, trying to shake him out of the trance.
"Wake up! We're in Hogwarts... we're in the trophy room!" He felt something wet as
he tried to tug him up from the floor, and when he looked down, he saw it was blood.
"You stupid bird! Cry! Do something!" But Fawkes was staring impassively at it's
surroundings and Draco saw the liquid spreading to his robes.
"Draco?" a voice from the doorway said. He turned around and saw Ron and
Hermione rush to Dumbledore's side. "What happened to him? Is he all right?"
Draco shrugged, taking his wand. "We have to get him to the hospital wing.
Morbilicorpus!" But, his wand only sputtered and nothing happened. He cursed, flying
obscenities to the air. "Damn spell."
"What spell?"
"Snape said that Voldemort put some non-magic spell thing around Hogwarts."
"You're not serious?"
"Of course I'm serious! Do you actually think I'd lie about something like that?"
Draco asked, not waiting for an answer. "I'll call Madame Pomfrey. Hermione, go warn the
teachers in their common rooms now. And Ron, stay with Dumbledore." He didn't wait to
see if they would listen. By the time he had exited the room, Hermione was running down
the halls.
------
Dumbledore watched in avid fascination as the blue sky whirled splendidly above
his head. Franny was gone now, the rolling fields of green staying. Some place deep
inside him was screaming at him. Saying something was wrong. 'But how could anything
so peaceful be wrong?' he thought, falling down upon the grass. The clouds were moving
overhead, and he played the simple game of figuring out what the cloud's shape was.
'Oh... that's an apple... a pig... Harry...' he snapped out of his thoughts,
looking at the sky again. Yeah, there was a cloud that looked like Harry. And there was
another one right next to it, that looked like Voldemort. Dumbledore shook his head
a fuzzy feeling engulfing him.
Something was aching in him to remember something... that was screaming that
there was something urgent, and as each second passed with him trying to think about
it, the fields of green were transforming. Now he was in a barren landscape, the ground
black and the trees broken and lifeless. He once more tried to remember and then he saw
two shapes in front of him. Voldemort had his arm raised high and Harry had his own
raised in retaliation. And as soon as he glimpsed the figures did they disappear.
"Dumbledore! Dumbledore!" An urgent voice was screaming, even though it sounded
so distant. The scenery began to change again and as it started to clear, the voice
was loud and he bolted up. In that action, he collapsed, a pain so sharp on the side
of his stomach that he cried out. When he looked down at his hands, they were covered
in blood.
Ron was staring at him, his brown eyes wide with anxiety. "We have to go... come
on..."
"What-?"
"We HAVE to go!" Ron said again, taking him and trying to drag him out of the
room. "The schools on fire." He grabbed hold of Fawkes, and then opened the window.
Dumbledore still felt confused, and the fact that the pain on his side was
worsening didn't help. He glanced towards the doorway, and saw with surprise as flames
were licking against it. "H-"
"C'mon!" Ron was already climbing out of the window, and holding Fawkes by the
leg. "We don't have much time!"
"What about the students? What about-"
"Draco and Hermi will take care of that. Please, Professor, we have to get out
of here now!" But before Ron grabbed him, Dumbledore took out his wand. Looking at the
blood again, he said, "Ferula!" Expecting the wound to get at least bandaged, his wand
sputtered and died and he stood there perplexed.
"There's a spell over the school." And this time, before any more words could be said,
he got Dumbledore to sit on Fawkes, while he grabbed the leg. "Fly Fawkes, fly!" And the
bird pushed off.
------
Voldemort sneered, watching as the fire began consuming the school. His hand was
burnt, the stupid Weasley girl able to do that much damage on him. Two of his followers
nearest him died, which wasn't that bad since he had expected more. Lucius Malfoy was
staring at the school, his wand moving while screaming, "Incendio!" with the others.
He couldn't wait till Harry and the Weasley girl showed up to see this. "Master,
everyone is escaping through a tunnel in the back," one of the Death Eater's said. "And
Dumbledore had escaped, and is healed. Arthur Weasley's youngest son got the phoenix to
cry on his wound."
Voldemort cursed, staring towards the direction his follower had run from. His
Death Eater's now stood silently, waiting for his instructions. "Stay here and watch for
the other Weasley girl and Harry. Keep them alive till I come back. I do need some exercise."
And then he apparated and when he reappeared, numerous children ranging from the ages of 10
to 17 stood in a cluster. Screams now ran through the air, hysteria building, and Voldemort
now caught sight of Dumbledore.
His follower was correct, the fact that Dumbledore was now healed showing to him
that the bird must have cried upon his wounds. And sure enough, that pesky side-kick of
Harry was next to him. "Dumbledore. How pleasant to see you?"
But, Dumbledore had his wand raised, and through a series of words, Voldemort found
himself on the floor. He laughed, the blast tickling his chest. "Is that all you have left
in you?" He then rose his own wand and yelled, "Crucio!"
Dumbledore fell upon the floor, ducking from the blast of magic. He watched
as his students began to disperse with their teachers into the Forbidden Forest. Ron,
however, was still by his side. "Expelliarmus!" Ron screamed, pointing his wand to
Voldemort. Voldemort's wand floated out his hand, but then he grabbed it back.
"It's not going to be that easy, boy!" Voldemort hissed. "Imperio!"
"Run!" Dumbledore yelled, but watched as the curse smacked right into the
boy. Voldemort was grinning, and then Dumbledore watched as Ron's wand turned to him.
"Kill him."
Ron's wand rose, but then it hesitated. Once more, Voldemort commanded him
to kill him. 'This is wrong,' Ron heard a voice so tiny say. He mouthed the word
Avada, but nothing more. 'This is very wrong.' But a voice louder then that was
screaming the command, "Kill him! Kill him!" He felt a sharp feeling come from his
arm, and then he found himself throwing his wand away.
"You stupid boy!" Voldemort yelled. He raised his wand, ready to kill the
boy off. Dumbledore raised his wand to counter it, but another wave of power
hit Voldemort's wand. "What!?"
Draco stood in the middle of the field, Voldemort's wand in his left hand.
"Impedimenta!" Voldemort felt as if the gravity about him increased and he tried
to keep his legs up. "You'll pay for this you stupid boy!"
But, Draco ignored him. Dumbledore stood up, and looking towards Ron said,
"Finite Incantatem." The Imperius Curse disappeared from him and Ron once more
moved by himself.
"This is the time you lose," Dumbledore said, staring at Voldemort who still
seemed to be having trouble moving.
"I think you're wrong," Voldemort replied, laughing once more. Green light
surged around him and he stood up, the burden that used to be over him, disappearing.
"You don't think I rely wholly on my wand do you?" He raised his hand, pointed a finger
and said, "Mosmordre." The Dark Mark now was shining brightly against the sky. Numerous
cloaked figures surrounded them, and Ron saw Dumbledore's face go pale. "This time,
Dumbledore, you lose."
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Harry, Ginny, and Snape ran through the forest, trying desperately to reach
the castle. Ginny remembered her vision once more, Dumbledore on the ground, Hogwarts
burning. So far, she wasn't dead. So, that part didn't come true. But Hogwarts catching
fire was, and what were the chances of Dumbledore actually losing? In her hand was
the lily designed wand with its handle now glowing. But, it still didn't allow
either of them to use it.
They almost reached the edge of the forest when someone tackled them. Harry,
thinking of it as a Death Eater, was about to scream, "Stupefy." But, then a familiar
voice said Lumos and Harry saw Fred Weasley on top of him.
"Harry! I thought you were one of the others," Fred said, standing up. George
was already embracing Ginny, and Fred soon followed suite. Hermione, her wand lighted,
was shaking.
"Ron's still with Dumbledore and Draco made us leave to hide here."
And as if that statement was going to be emphasized, a bright green light shot
through the area, and when it disappeared, a feeling of dread arose. Screams were spread through
the dark night, and Ginny, without warning anybody, bolted towards where the light originated.
"Ginny!"
But, she ran, thinking of her brother and Dumbledore. When she reached the edge of
the forest, Voldemort was glowing a sickening green and Dumbledore was on the floor. Ron,
seeing her, screamed, "Run Ginny! Run!"
Voldemort turned around, seeing who the boy was screaming at. And, to his complete
surprise, it was the Weasley girl. He glanced at his burnt hand, and a vicious smile spread
upon his lips. It was time to get revenge. "Ginny, is it?" He asked, apparating so that he
was right in front of her. Ron and Draco ran forward, but Voldemort raised a hand and a blast
swept them. When the dirt settled, Ginny saw them on the ground. "You have been a big
problem lately."
Ginny felt her mouth dry, watching as Voldemort's red eyes looked straight into her.
"Do you know why I wanted Harry so badly? Is that what you're wondering?"
"Ginny!" Once more she heard her name being called out, and Harry appeared. Voldemort
smiled, his hand once more being lifted. But then, as if he changed his mind, he swirled
his hand in a circle and a clear, dome-like object surrounded Harry. "Leave her alone! You
know you want me!"
"Oh, but she killed two of my people," Voldemort replied, giving his attention back
to the girl. "And you should pay, shouldn't you Ginny?"
She didn't respond again, her throat constricting. She heard Harry trying in vain
to break out of the dome, and she saw with surprise that the wand in her hand was glowing
brighter. "Since we have all this time, and since my Death Eater's are still gathering
everybody else, let's talk about Harry's parents."
Harry stopped pounding against the dome, staring at Voldemort with fire burning in
his eyes. "Yes, Harry, you're parents. You're father was a weakling, begged for mercy
when he saw my wand raised. Your mother... oh, your mother. She really was a beautiful
woman if I was into that crap. She was a very stubborn one, didn't need to die at all. I
was actually willing to spare her. But, with her stupidity, she decided to die for you. What
a complete waste."
"If it was a complete waste, why did you bother finding and killing them?" Ginny asked,
gaining strength by the way the wand was glowing.
"I wasn't initially out to kill *them*," Voldemort said. "I only wanted James." He
paused, as if reminiscing something. "He was just as pesky as you with that invisibility
cloak. He was an Auror, did you know that, Harry?"
Harry, speechless, couldn't move. His father an Auror? Dumbledore never said so,
neither had Sirius nor Remus. He watched with mild surprise as one by one Death Eater's
stepped out from the forest, students and teachers without their wands following them in
tight clusters.
"No, I doubt you knew. Not a lot of people knew. I doubt even Lily did. He was
very strong with magic, with his abilities in transfiguration and charms. I wanted him
to join me, Harry. Oh, I really wanted his abilities to be on my side. I even tried the
Imperius Curse to force him to. But, he seemed to have loved your mother and you too
much, since not even that Curse could sustain him. Did you ever wonder why you could
so easily sustain yourself from Barty Couch's spell?" He then paused, looking about at
all his gathered followers and their captives. "And I'm rather surprised that you can't
even break yourself from that dome. Now, you can watch everyone die."
Harry screamed, watching as Voldemort grabbed Ginny forward. He raised his hand
amd his wand flew back to it. "Now it's time to finish off what we started in the woods.
"Avada Kedavra!" The green light flashed through the area, everyone screaming and covering
their eyes. And as the bright light disappeared, Ginny Weasley was on the floor, her body
unmoving.
Voldemort laughed, wondering why it was so easy to kill her. And then, he looked
towards Harry and took a step back.
Harry looked at her, her body not moving and possibly never to again. He could
hear his mother screaming when Voldemort killed her, he could feel the pain that Ginny
went through when the spell hit her. And now, that completeness he once felt disappeared
again and he fell upon his knees. His head was burning, especially his forehead, and
all he could do then was scream. Unbeknownst by him, however, was the silver light that
surrounded his body.
First, Voldemort killed his parents. Now, he killed Ginny. And now, he didn't
want to take any more crap. He glanced towards Ron, Draco and Dumbledore, also on the
ground. Probably dead or maybe unconscious, but something in him stirred impatiently, like
a tiger in a cage, and when he opened his eyes, all he could see was silver light. He
pictured Voldemort, Ginny in front of him, killing her with that spell. And he pictured
his mother, her beautiful green eyes staring lifelessly in the air. And that was when
his own power was released.
The dome disappeared without a second thought, and he could hear screams from
all around, but now in his vision was Ginny. He crawled towards her body, her skin still
warm and hair soft. And for the first time in a very long time, did he feel tears fall.
He hugged her, and whispered to her, wishing she was back with him. And the wand that
once laid as lifeless as she began to glow. It floated into the air and as Harry touched
it, another blinding light flashed through the area. When it had cleared, Hogwarts was
no longer on fire, the building looking intact. And the teachers and students were gone.
All that was left was an open field, Voldemort still standing, but nothing else other then
Ginny and him.
He wiped the tears away harshly, grabbing the wand and standing in front of
Ginny's body. One thing was on his mind now, and that Voldemort dead. "I have more then
just my father and mother's magic," Harry said, staring straight at Voldemort. "I have
love from my friends and family." But, he saw that Voldemort was not staring at him,
but towards the wand. "And love, as you know, is the most powerful weapon!"
Voldemort hissed, raising his own wand to show he was ready to play. "Love is
a weakness, boy. It makes you liable to get hurt."
"Maybe a love that you felt once, Tom Riddle," Harry said, and saw Voldemort
for the first time, flinch. "But it's not only that. And I feel sorry for you if you
have never felt it before."
"I don't need your pity boy!" Voldemort snapped, raising his wand and screaming,
"Crucio!"
"Finite Incantatem!" Harry screamed, watching as the two spells collided and then
disappear. Voldemort was hissing more now, his hackles raised.
"Mosmordre!" He screamed, watching as the dark mark once more go into the air.
He expected his Death Eater's to come, but saw with mild surprise as no one did.
"They've abandoned you, Tom Riddle!"
"My name is not Tom Riddle! Stupefy!" He watched as the boy dodged the blast,
surprised anyone can move so fast. "Stupefy!" He screamed again, watching as the boy darted
around. And then, surprisingly, the boy raised his wand and screamed, "Petrifus Totalus!"
Voldemort's arms and legs were forced together and he fell upon the ground. He tried
to get out of it, but despite everything, he couldn't. Cursing, he tried to raised his hand
to create a blast, but then realized that his hand was stuck to his side. Cursing, he looked
as Harry stepped towards him. "It will not be this easy!" He screamed, watching with amusement
as Nagini began slithering towards him. It wrapped the boy with its coils, causing the wand
to fly from his hand. The Full-Body-Bind spell was lifted.
Picking up his own wand, he kicked the boy's as far as he could. Hovering over him,
he grinned. "Now it's time to stop playing games."
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Ginny felt the blast and the pain, but afterwards, all she felt was a sense of
freedom she never did feel before. A floating sensation engulfed her and she once more
found herself in the field of green and golden trees. But this time, there was no older
version of herself standing in front of her. Now, there was a woman with blazing red
hair and green eyes, a tall man with dark features next to her. And Ginny didn't need
to think twice to know it was Harry's parents.
"Hello Ginny," the woman said, walking towards her and engulfing her in a hug.
"It's not time, yet."
The man nodded, his boyish good looks spreading into a wide grin. "You still
have to take care of him."
"But, Voldemort did the Killing Curse," Ginny said, looking around the field.
"How can it not be my time? Aren't I dead? Am I dead? Or am I dreaming again?"
However, as she was saying it, she saw a silver light running through the field, and
everything about it was screaming Harry.
"Send him my love," Harry's mother said, falling back into the field with the
man. "Tell him I love him and I will never forget him."
And then the silver light engulfed her and when she opened her eyes, she saw
Harry with Nagini tied around him. Voldemort was laughing, standing up from his
former position. He said something then, something she didn't exactly hear, but from
the tone of it she knew it wasn't anything good.
Glancing around, she saw the wand, a few feet in front of. Crawling forward,
and without any notice, she had it in her hand. Voldemort was already doing the Killing
Curse. "Expelliarmus!" she screamed, watching as Voldemort's wand flew from his hand
to hers. Harry screamed her name, relief flooding through him to see her alive.
"Nagini... take care of her," Voldemort hissed and she saw the snake began slithering
towards her. Chills swept her spine, not exactly enjoying the way the snake moved so easily
on the ground. And then, raising her wand, said, "Morbiliarbus!" Nagini was lifted into the
air, and then with a flick of her wand, flew to the direction of its master. They
collided into each other, and Harry already had her in a hug.
"I thought you were dead," he whispered, his hold tightening.
"I was," she replied. They held the wand together, watching as Voldemort vainly
tried to get his snake off of him. Harry and Ginny exchanged looks and they both knew
what they were going to do. Raising the wand together, they screamed, "Stupefy!" Jets of
silver light flooded through the tip of the wand and Voldemort took the full hit. He now
stood in the field, frozen, his snake in his arms.
Ginny collapsed, her legs not working. She stared towards Hogwarts, the fire gone
and the building seeming to be intact. And then she stared at Voldemort, his face full of
agony and hatred, and she felt some pity for the man. Harry still held her and when she
turned around, he kissed her as passionately as he had ever done. And they stayed like that,
not moving till Dumbledore raced to their side. Not moving till the whole student body
and staff of Hogwarts watched as the Dementor's took his frozen body to Azkaban.
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It was needless to say that the school took an early summer vacation. And this time,
Harry stayed with the Weasley's, Molly fussing over everything. Arthur was still rather
speechless with the fact that his little girl helped save the world, and the fact that
she was soul mates with Harry. It was enough to make any dad speechless.
Remus and Sirius were lively, now on the search for Peter Pettigrew. They did spend
a couple of days with Madame Pomfrey, the fact that they were almost burnt to death when they
tried to get all the students out of the school. And Cornelius Fudge was thrown out of his
position, the councilman offering Dumbledore his seat. But Dumbledore refused, saying that
he would rather stay the Headmaster of Hogwarts. So, instead, Arthur Weasley took
the position, and, needless to say again, the Weasley family moved to a nicer house.
Fred and George's business boomed, now in full competition with Zonko's Joke Shop.
It was rumored, however, that they would have an agreement and join the shops together.
And as for Ron and Hermione, they were still bickering, but always making up with a hug,
an apology, and a kiss.
As for Ginny and Harry... Well, what can you say to the two people who stopped Voldemort
and found each other's soul mates? They still haven't confessed their undying love for each
other, each gagging each time Fred and George would ask them. But, it was easy to see that
they liked each other, and perhaps in the future, they'd use the word love. But for now, they
were still teens, going through adolescence, and happy.
So, to make a long story short, they lived happily ever after.
The End
All right, corny ending, I even know that. But, I suck at endings, and I hope you
enjoyed! Should I continue writing Harry and Ginny fics? Did you like the way I ending
this fic? *Please* write with your comments! And I hoped you all enjoyed! Peace!
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