By The Destructive Duo
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On the edge of the forest, just inside the Hogsmede boundaries, Harry quickly clasped the robes shut and placed the Death Eater's mask over his head. Turning to Severus, who had just run up behind him, he nodded solemnly.
"Good luck, Harry." Severus offered, smiling warmly at the young man before him.
"Thank you, Severus." Harry replied, donning the hood to the large robes. Before Severus could say another word, Harry disapparated.
Severus only had to wait a minute before Order members apparated all around him. Dumbledore soon approached the gathering, waiting silently for the tracking charm to work. After a few tense moment, the charm activated, showing a large forest in the middle of Dublin, Ireland.
"It is time." Albus spoke, all traces of merriment gone from his eyes. Everyone nodded in confirmation before apparating to a dark part of the woods some 10 feet away from the gathered
revel.
Moving forward slowly, and painstakingly quietly, they watched in eerie fascination as Voldemort
entered the circle.
"My faithful servants." he hissed, his snake-like eyes glowing red with anticipation.
"My Lord." came the murmured reply, echoing forth from the gathered crowd. All rushed forward to kiss the hem of his robes...all but one.
Harry raised his wand, ready to strike; but before he could, Voldemort's head snapped around. In lightning bolt reflexes, he had his own wand raised and disarmed an alarmed Boy Who Was Most Likely About To Die.
Digging in the pockets to his pants, Harry withdrew the vial of potion that was conveniently named Plan B and hurled it at the Dark Lord. The vial arced high in the night air, giving Voldemort enough time to shatter it before it could reach him.
"Damn!" Harry muttered, "Should have played catch with Dudley more often." Voldemort advanced on him, wand outstretched; when suddenly, hundreds of witches and wizards poured forth from the hidden
depths of the forest.
Curses rained forth like a hail storm, between the Order and the Death Eaters. Harry tried to lose himself in the throng of bodies, but Voldemort persisted.
Tripping over the dead body of one of the Death Eaters, Harry fell to the ground. Voldemort appeared above him and cackled evilly.
"I have looked forward to this Mr. Potter." he sneered, raising his wand once more. "I will enjoy watching you die." Harry closed his eyes, preparing for the flash of bright green and inevitable pain that was about to come.
"AVADA KEDAVRA!" A husky voice bellowed, soon followed by fore mentioned green light. Harry; however, felt no pain. Silence engulfed him, but he didn't open his eyes. I thought it would be more painful to die, he thought to himself as he breathed deeply, taking in the scent of blood, charred wood and defeated evil.
Eyes popping open in surprise, he surveyed his surroundings. Order members surrounded his fallen body, concern crossing every feature. The bodies of lifeless Death Eaters littered the ground around them; and there, fallen right before him was the body of Voldemort.
"How?" he whispered, staring at the lifeless body. Glancing up he gasped in surprise at the person
who stood before him, wand still pointed at Voldemort.
"Malfoy?!"
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