"We have no choice but to fight. We cant just spend the rest of our lives here in this church" Harry told the group and they all agreed.

"We, who is going to fight him?" Ginny asked, he hand tightening around Draco's hand. She could feel that he was going to volunteer.

Ginny knew that any sort of confrontation with the dark lord would be potentially fatal so she didn't want her husband involved in it, nor did she want Ron involved, or Harry, or Hermione, or Dumbledore...

But the obvious was glaring her right in the face, one of the would have to fight him. Harry was right, they could not just spend the rest of their life locked up in some church trying to find another way to get home.

One of them would have to go out there and fight. Ginny wished it wasn't so, but that was the way that it was.

The fight would end in a defeat. And Ginny didn't know which was scarier, the fact that they might defeat Voldemort, or the fact that he may defeat one of them.

She had lived 16 years in the shadow of the dark lord. The last five years had of course been the worst, but he-who-can-not-be-named had always been a part of her life. Ginny remembered a time where she used to sneak down stairs after her bedtime and listen to the stories her father used to tell her older brothers. The type of stories that she had seen played out right before her eyes since her first year at Hogwarts.

It had gotten to a point where, if Voldemort was finally defeated forever, her life, and the lives of many wizards and witches all over the world would be different.

But in the room there were eight of them. Eight Wizards and witches, some who had gone against the dark lord before, some who for most of their lives been allies, all now united with one common goal.

Ridding the wizarding world of Voldemort, and getting home.

All of them knew that it might come down to them to fight. And they all knew that showing this bravery could lead to their deaths, but no one cared.

If they could defeat Voldemort, even if they defeated themselves in the process, then the world would be a happier place for others, for their families, for their friends, and for the future generations of the wizarding world.

Pride and Honour was not a factor in every one's decision to volunteer. No one cared if there was a million books written about them, all they cared about was preserving the future.

"So...who is going to fight him?" Goyle asked.

"I am sure that we all want a peice of him...but we only have one wand, we cant all go out there and fight him all at once." Ginny said.

"Well, I think i should do it..." Harry began "I have gone against him heaps of time already and I am yet to be defeated by him"

"True, but...are you sure, I mean, you dont have to if you dont think you can do it..." Hermione told him. Harry smiled softly at her.

"I have complete confidence in myself, I can do this" Harry told the group. Every one nodded and decieded to stand back from the issue.

They all sensed that Harry needed a sense of closure on the situation. The dark lord had killed his mother and father, depriving him of a normal childhood, he had come back every year for the last seven years in order to kill Harry, and when he couldn't kill Harry, he would kill one of his friends.

So Harry was ready for payback.

"When...when are you going to fight him?" Ginny asked Harry. Harry took a deep breath.

"No time like the present" he replied, looking at the others in the group.

"Good luck mate" Ron smiled and shook Harry's hand. Harry pulled his best friend into a hug.

"If I dont make it..." Harry began, whispering to Ron.

"Dont talk like that, you will make it!" Ron replied softly.

"But if I dont, look after yourself and Gin and Hermione" Harry replied. "Especially Hermione" Harry grinned.

Harry pulled away from Ron and moved on the to the rest of the group, hugging and shaking hands, recieving gestures of luck from the people around him.

"Well, this is it...See you all back at Hogwarts, I guess." Harry replied, he opened the door, and left the safety of the church.

*****

Harry squinted in the afternoon sunlight, grasping the wand in his hand tightly.

He stood in the middle of the cobblestone square. It was strangely empty, as though people could sense the confrontation that was about to take place and had run away

There seemed to be no sign of anything or any one. Nothing was moving, there was even no wind.

"Umm, Alright Voldemort, you can come out now" Harry exclaimed, but still nothing moved.

"What the hell are you waiting" Harry yelled. And then there was movement.

In the corner of the square, Harry could hear a hissing. A loud hissing. Turning towards it, there was a snake, slowly winding its way towards Harry.

Harry tensed, that was a sign of Voldemort, the snake, which meant, the final confrontation was about to begin.

"Harrrry Pottter" The snake hissed. Harry was glad he was the one to come out ere and fight, he was the only member of the group that could speak and understand parsletongue.

"Voldemort" Harry replied. The snake gave one last his, and then, before Harry's very eyes, evolved into the form of a man.

"Harry Potter" The man repeated, Harry just looked at him. His arch nemisis, the one he hand been waiting years to defeat, was finally standing before him again.

"Voldemort" He replied.

"I see you drew the short straw Potter" Voldermort hissed at him. "They sent you out here to die for them"

"I came of my own free will...I will not let you hurt my friends" Harry exclaimed difiantly.

"Still the same brave little boy, Potter. Your bravery will get you killed, just as it did to your parents" Voldemort began, he circled Harry, taking in the vision of the teenager before him.

"So much like me Potter, like looking in a mirror..."

"I am not like you, I never will be, you are evil" Harry replied.

"Evil...I like that discription of me...evil" Voldemort told him. "Well, I must be evil, because only evil has the power to manipulate the mind..."

Suddenly, from the power of Voldemorts wand, clouds covered the sun, and rain drops began to fall, covering them both with rain. Harry watched as lightning struck the ground beside him.

Then, just as suddenly, the rain stopped. The sun was back.

"Welcome to my world Potter, You are powerless here, you think you can defeat me, you are very much mistaken," Voldemort told Harry.

"I can and I will" Harry told him.

"Really Harry." Voldemort smiled wikedly.

"You are braver then I expected, my boy, much braver...so, maybe i will let you live." He began. Voldemort placed his frail yet strong hands on Harry's shoulders and turned him back in the diection of the church.

"Do you really think they care weather you life or Die potter?" Voldermort asked, refering to the others who were watching from the door of the church. "All they care about are them selfs and getting back to that percious school of yours"

"Liar" Harry replied, but for some reason, he didn't seem very convinced.

"Did any of them try to stop you when you volunteered to come out here?" Voldemort asked, Harry shook his head, indicating no. "I didn't think so, my boy, you see, they are all to pre occupied with other things to give a damn about you...but I give a damn about you"

"What?" Harry asked in a monotone.

"They dont care if you live or die, or they care about is if I live or die. But harry, it is up to you. You can live if you kill them..." Voldemort said,his voice low, almost as though he was brainwashing Harry.

"Killl them?" Harry asked, his voice still had no feeling in it.

"That's right...kill them, and then you and I can become imortal Harry, we can live in the reign of terror I have begun. And you to, will inherit the title of dark lord" Voldemort began.

Harry stared at him. He had no controll over his thoughts. Voldemort was using some sort of magic on him, more than likely brain washing him. Harry fought against the temptation of Voldemorts word.

"Never" He yelled.

"Ok then, Crucio" Voldemort said calmly. Harry fell to the ground, trying hard not to scream as the pain rain through his body and seemed to collect at his scar

"No, I will not let you kill them" Harry replied, and once again, his body spasmed in pain.

*****

Ginny watched from the door of the church as harry lay on the ground, his body shaking and writhing in pain.

She took a deep breath, and then made her way out of the door.

"Wait, Ginny, where are you going?" Draco asked.

"i am going to save Harry" She replied, and then made her way out into the square.

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Sorry this one took so long to get up and running, but I have been really sick lately and I also have a geography assignment to do...but, oh well,

Messages -

BLYTHE - There are some subtle differences between Austrailan English, American english and English English, but it is mainly spelling differences (like 'Realize' and Realise')

DRACO-LOVER - I am sorry about the 'Mate' thing, I didn't mean to get to stereotypical.

NUPIL - Viva Bris-Vegas, My friend, Viva Bris Vegas. Brisbane girl born and bread. (but I have live in america for a little bit). Yes, I am sorry to say that this fic is on the wind up, only two more chapters or so left. I want to have like an end section showing them all beck at Hogwarts. And I also am glad that Ron and Draco are not fighting over this. It sucks when Ron is stuborn and wont admit that things happen for a reason.

SCIFISARAH - Ok, he is officially Our Obi wan, and no one messes with our obi...now all we have to do is get rid of Ewan's Wife (MWAH HA HA HA HA)

LIGHTNING BUG - Excuse me, Miss bug, do not knock Idaho, Idaho rocks (I used to live there) and Ohio, dont knock Ohio either...I used ot live there to

AND A MESSAGE FOR ONE SPECIAL AUTHOUR (WHO HAS NEVER AND PROBABLY WILL NEVER READ MY STORIES.)

J.K. ROWLING. - First and foremost, i realise she will never read this message, but if she does, I and alot of other fiction writters out there are begging you to HURRY THE HELL UP WITH THE REST OF THE BOOKS!!! I need new adventures, I need new story lines, I need more Weasley Twins (especially George) and, i am sure many agree, WE NEED MORE DRACO. (my best friend Goose (Matty) well, he needs more Cho and Ginny, and he wouldn't complain if there were a few more Veela's, but lets not go there) Any way, please write faster. We love you!!!

Ok, another question for you all... do you think it is weird that after 4 books, none of the main characters have been kissed? I mean, not even Hermione, and she technically had a boyfriend in book 4