A/N Ok everyone. I am soooooo sorry that it took me so long to get this chapter out. I think this may be the last one but I'm not quite sure yet. I'll know once I've written it! Anyway, please review!

Chapter 11

Harry lay in bed staring at the ceiling. He glanced at the clock, 11:00.
Only 45 minutes to go. He heard Ryan roll over and wondered what he was thinking about right now. Harry was thinking about his life, from his very first memory, Dudley sitting on his head when he was three, to this year. So many things had happened in his life, some good, like his going to Hogwarts, meeting his friends, finding out he was a wizard, and discovering that he had a godfather, and some bad, like his living at the Dursley's for most of his life, finding out what had really happened to his parents, fighting dementors, and such.
11:15
Harry thought about this year. Coming to Knockridde, where he thought it would be awful, but really wasn't. Making new friends as well as keeping in touch with his old ones. Playing on the Quidditch team. Getting his first girlfriend, Ginny. Harry and Lizzie had come to the mutual agreement that they were really only meant to be friends. Then discovering that they were the key to Voldemort's defeat.
11:30
Harry though about what he, Lizzie, Megan, Ryan, Ron, and Hermione were about to do. He wondered if they had made the right choice. Would they regret this if they came out alive? Probably not. He hoped everyone would understand.
11:45
Harry heard Ryan whisper, "Ready?" Ryan sounded nervous, his voice was coarse and shaky. But then, who wouldn't be nervous at a time like this?
"Yep." Harry answered. The two boys climbed out of bed, walked past the other beds in their dorm and down into the common room. There they met Lizzie and Megan who both looked ghostly pale.
"You know we don't have to do this." Harry said. Sitting on the couch.
"Yeah, right. We'll just sit back then and let Voldemort take over the world. Suuuuuure." Lizzie answered plopping down next to him. Just then, the fire in the fireplace turned bright green and out came Ron, Hermione, and Ginny.
"Harry!" Ginny gasped.
Harry pulled Ginny into a tight hug.
"Ginny, if I don't come out of this alive, I want you to know that I love you."
"I love you to, Harry." Ginny whispered into his robes.
They let go of each other and Harry sat back down.
"Ok we only have ten minutes to write our letters." Ron told them as he pulled some parchment, a quill and a bottle of ink out of his robe.
Harry pulled out his own quill and began to write.

Dear Professors Knowell and Dumbledore, and Sirius,
As you will soon find out, Lizzie, Megan, Ryan, Ron, Hermione and I have gone to Voldemort's lair. We, Lizzie, Megan, Ryan, and I now know that we are the key to his defeat and are going to do everything in our power to stop him. Please do not come after us. We do not want you to be hurt. If we come out alive, we will send for you immediately. If we are not heard from in one week, you should assume we are dead. In this case, please inform the Dursley's of what's happened, and know that we have done this on our own free will and that his is no way any of you could have prevented it. Thank you all for all you have done for me in the past few years.

Harry paused not knowing what else to say, then he wrote.

See you soon,
Sincerely,
Harry J. Potter


Harry finished his letter and taped it to the table in the common room. He waited patiently as everyone else finished their letters. By the time Hermione finally finished her letter it was eleven fifty-eight.
"You know you don't have to come with us." Harry told them. Ginny had already gone back to Hogwarts via floo powder.
"We know." They replied.
"Ok. Everyone ready then?" Megan asked.
Everyone nodded.
"Right. Then." Harry said. He took out the book Ron and Hermione had found, er... stolen from Dumbledore's office. Then he took the bag of ground up firefly wings and bison horn and sprinkled a circle around them while saying,

There is a place we wish to go,
Where never is there rain or snow,
Few wizards have ever entered this place,
And left alive to show their face,
We all know what shall lie ahead,
Everything we could ever dread,
Yet, take us there we need to know,
And finish what was started long ago.

He closed the book and placed it under his left arm. He patted his pocket to make sure he had his wand. Without it, he would be useless. He took a deep breath. The clock in above the fireplace began chiming.
One.
"Are you sure you want to do this guys?" Harry asked one more time.
Two.
"YES!" They answered.
Three.
"Harry, we aren't going to leave you. You know that." Hermione told him.
Four.
Everyone nodded in agreement.
Five.
"And even if we wanted to," Ron began, "Which we DON'T." Megan interrupted.
Six.
"Right," Ron continued, "We couldn't leave now."
Seven.
"We're bound magically." Lizzie said.
Eight.
"We're not coming back until we finish off old Voldie." Ryan added.
Nine.
"Or until we die." Hermione added.
Ten.
"Aren't you the brightest ray of sunshine." Ron told her.
Eleven
Silence. This had to be the longest second of Harry's life. He noticed everyone was extremely nervous. Megan was cracking her knuckles. Ryan was blinking- a lot. Lizzie was biting her nails. Ron was jiggling his foot. Hermione left eye was... twitching?
"You have a twitch!" He said. "Shutup." She answered.
Twelve.
"Here we go!" Harry shouted.

Everything went black.

A/N Guess it's not the last chapter! Yay! I love cliffhangers don't you? Only I know what's going to happen next and if you don't review, I may not post the next part. *smiles evilly* ok I'll stop now. Please review!