A/N- Damn! I am so close to the end of this story, and anyone who paid attention to the title of the last chapter would have already known that. I never thought I'd see the day, though May original deadline was back in June. I guess I was a little thrown off track. It seems that every H/F story gets problems; maybe it's the curse.
Okay, I just have to tell you guys I finished this and the next chapter a few days after the day I finished chapter thirty, but here's the thing, I got overzealous with thirty and posted it too close after 28 and 29. I know you guys liked that, but now my final chapter may seem too spread out past these next two unless I post them around Wednesday.
I want to be chapters ahead for My next Story, I'll give my beta the plot and then I'll see what the title should be, just please read it okay guys, it involves Greek myth, demigods, and illegitimate children!!!!!!
Chapter 31- And They Say That a Hero Can Save Us
Harry jumped backwards and Fleur shrieked. The most feared, hated and tormented being in the Wizarding world, and perhaps universe had just blown open the wall to Fleur's dorm. Harry heard other shrieks, obviously children who were outside on such a beautiful spring day.
"Potter." Lord Voldemort sneered, holding his hand straight out at Harry. It all happened in a split second, but Harry dodged the blast of light that came hurtling his way and destroyed the door to Fleur's room. The two swords that crossed in front of her room clattered as they hit the ground in-between the two titans of power, Harry James Potter, and Tom Marvolo Riddle.
Voldemort floated into the room. Hovering above one of the two swords. He grabbed it and leapt out of the large hole in the wall, getting the desired effect. Harry grabbed a sword to follow.
"Fleur, go tell Dumbledore, I'll be okay!" He screamed to her, running to the hole and stopping short. He looked over,
I never realized Fleur's room was on the second floor. He thought, but he had to stop Voldemort, there were hundreds of kids outside. He looked over, taking a deep breath and jumped out of the makeshift window.
"Oh no, oh no, oh my god!" Fleur screamed as she ran down the corridors of Hogwarts. She needed to get to Albus Dumbledore before Harry got hurt, or worse.
"What wrong Fleur?" A voice called from one of the sidelong corridors. Fleur glanced down to see Ron and Hermione running toward her.
"Oh my god, you guys, you-know-who is outside, fighting Harry. My room blew up. I need to get to Dumbledore!" She said, uttering the words. Ron and Hermione immediately ran down the corridor, Fleur on their tail.
"Hermione, you and Fleur get Dumbledore, then you go find Ginny and hide somewhere, anywhere as long as it is deep in the castle, I'm going to help Harry!" He said, absentmindedly fingering the small scar on the bottom of his chin and at the top of his neck. Ron's face was gleaming with fear, but his tone and seriousness was a completely different thing.
Ron went straight as the girls turned toward Dumbledore's office.
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"Give it up Potter, I want that stone and I want it now, no playing around!" Lord Voldemort chimed as Harry landed on the ground in front of him; kneeled.
Harry lifted himself up slowly, facing Lord Voldemort. This was it; he needed to finish him off. All his friends, family, the whole world, wizarding or not was in danger. Harry pulled the sword up with both of his hands, holding it in a stance he didn't know he knew.
"So the little boy wants to join the big kids?" Voldemort sneered. He grabbed the sword he was holding.
Voldemort lunged at Harry, his sword forward, and in a swift motion sliced upward against our young hero. Harry jumped backwards, dragging his sword down from overhead, meeting with Voldemort's.
"Die Potter!" Voldemort yelled, slashing back and forth. Harry parried with skills he didn't know he possessed. Hastily Harry ducked below Voldemort's last and final hit, swinging below the great Warlock. Voldemort leapt up, dodging Harry's swing and landing a few feet away from him.
"Harry!" Ron yelled, running toward him. Voldemort looked over toward Ron, he was running hastily, ignoring the Dark Lord's presence.
" Look out!" Harry screamed, Ron looked to his left, watching Voldemort dashing at him, his feet skimming the ground.
"Gaisua!" Ron yelled, pointing his wand out. The ground in front of Voldemort uprooted, making him have to hurdle into the air, coming down above him. Voldemort brought his sword high above his head. In one movement he landed on the ground and brought the sword slamming down into Ron, cutting him in half, or at least it would have if Ron hadn't of moved to the side. Ron slide his foot around, knocking the sword from Voldemort's hands, but Voldemort pointed his wand out at Ron,
"You'll pay for this!" He screamed. Suddenly Ron's piercing shouts rang as hundreds of students ran out of the front doors of the school. Some of the teachers were hurdling kids out of the school at an alarming rate, first years in front and seventh years in back. McGonagall, and Dumbledore ran over to Harry and Ron.
"So I see you've come to help your students Albus, why weren't you here sooner?" Voldemort asked with a sneer, releasing Ron from the Cruciatus Curse. Harry ran toward his downed friend as Voldemort and Dumbledore began to battle intensely. It was like a display of energy, while McGonagall did something with her wand that made all the kids in the school go faster toward the gateway to Hogsmeade. Hermione and Fleur ran up to Harry and Ron, who were a little ways off from Albus Dumbledore and Tom Riddle.
Harry dragged Ron over a little ways toward Hagrid's cabin and the forbidden forest, holding him softly because he was bleeding a little.
"I'm okay Harry, seriously."
"Hermione and Fleur are coming, maybe Hermione knows a curse that can cure you," Harry waved Hermione and Fleur over, "but then they have to leave." Harry said, looking up at Voldemort and Dumbledore. Harry didn't know how he knew it; he just knew he needed to tap some sort of power to defeat Voldemort.
"What's wrong with him?" Fleur asked, Hermione kneeled down beside Ron,
"Cruciatus Curse, do you know any treatment?" Harry asked, but Hermione was already muttering some words to make him feel better. Ron sat up, looking and feeling completely reenergized. Harry looked Fleur in her eye and without any words they both smiled a little,
"You two have to leave, now!" Harry said. Fleur went to say something, but he didn't let her. He placed his hand gently over her mouth,
"Don't argue with me. I need Ron here to help out Dumbledore, then don't look back, keep going. I'll be fine." Harry said. He wasn't at all convinced about that, but he needed to sound brave.
"Okay Harry." Fleur said. She grabbed Hermione and the two started back toward Hogsmeade.
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"Agra!" Albus Dumbledore cried out as Voldemort sent him flying into a tree on the outskirts of the Forbidden Forest.
"How many people have to suffer, for Harry Potter to live huh?" Voldemort asked. He laughed a malicious laugh, facing Harry. Potter stood up, the sword in his hand and slowly walked toward Voldemort.
"I don't need this to beat you Tom!" Harry screamed, flinging the sword off the side. Harry pulled his wand out,
"I don't need this to beat you!" He screamed, discarding his wand.
"And I don't need this to beat you!" He grabbed his robes and snatched them off, wearing only some baggy jogging pants and an orange shirt with a pair of goggles on them.
"All I need is this!" He pointed to his chest, signaling his heart.
"Touching Potter, really touching."
Harry rushed at Voldemort with powers he didn't know he possessed.
Harry swung his right hand at Voldemort, who moved his head back by inches, avoiding the punch. In one swift motion, Harry bent his right hand back, hitting Voldemort from the other side. Voldemort spun in air, flipping up his legs and giving Harry two mouth shots with his boots. Harry jolted at Voldemort, sticking him two in the mouth. He countered with a wild right hook, which Harry blocked. Harry grabbed Voldemort's arms and pulled him down, kneeing him once with his left leg, and once again with his right. Voldemort flew up and did a backflip in midair, landing on Harry's neck. Standing on the tip of one foot, Voldemort kicked down with his other one, with all his might. Harry plummeted into the ground face first, blood seeping through fresh cuts in his neck and face.
"Impacio!" Ron yelled, he was standing over Dumbledore, but aiming at Voldemort. Voldemort was knocked of off Harry's back and into the mud surrounding the lake about twenty meters away. Hermione and Fleur came back; helping Ron drag Dumbledore to Hogsmeade while Harry ran after Voldemort. Harry could not fly, but Voldemort could, and that gave him a real edge.
"Potter!" Voldemort yelled, launching at Harry. Voldemort kneed him once in the gut and elbowed Harry in the back of the neck as he bent over his knee. The Dark Lord stepped back Harry fell to the ground with a flop.
Harry stood up while Voldemort was looking into the distance over his shoulder.
"I need that Kryptonite!" He muttered to himself, closing his palm into a tight fist.
"You bastard!" Harry yelled, he launched at Voldemort and planted a boot in the Dark Lord's face, followed by a left, right combo in the jaw. Voldemort fell backward and tried to hit Harry with his rapidly descending feet, but Harry grabbed them. Spinning around in circles, Harry released Voldemort's legs and sent him flying into the astronomy tower, erupting it in smoke. It was unreal, but then again Harry had taken that word out of his vocabulary when he reached the wizarding world. His aura was expanded to the point that even Ron could see it. His Par powers were working overtime, and he was stronger, faster, and more agile then he could even believe.
Voldemort climbed to his feet slowly, wiping blood from around his mouth,
"So I see your Par powers are coming along nicely Potter, too bad you can't control them!" Voldemort said, suddenly appearing in front of Harry.
'How did he move that fast?'
Harry thought right before Voldemort planted a right hook in his mouth. Voldemort swung with his left, but Harry stuck out his right hand and blocked it.
Swing. Block.
Swing. Block.
Swing. Block.
Block. Swing.
Block. Swing.
Block. Swing.
The fight went back and forth at breakneck speeds, neither titan of power falling. Left and right, Harry and Voldemort were moving too fast for Ron to actually see them, but he caught glimpses of them before the battle appeared twenty feet away from wherever he last saw them.
"Meticulous!" Harry screamed, placing his hand out in front of him. Voldemort swung at him again, but his hand passed through Harry.
"Hehe." Harry smiled; the Hogwarts student plowed the menace in the stomach, knocking him a little into the air.
"Impacio!" Harry screamed. Voldemort flew high into the air, falling downward. Voldemort hit the ground,
"Mediencindia!" Voldemort muttered, standing up again looking fully healed. He glanced behind him; Fleur, Ron and Hermione were near the Hogsmeade gate, Dumbledore in their arms.
Harry looked from Voldemort to his friends, and from his friends to Voldemort. The sword he had discarded so carelessly early at the Dark lord's feet, and his superior speed.
"No!" Harry screamed as Voldemort grabbed the sword and near instantly appeared by his three friends.
Instantly his Par powers kicked in and in an instant Harry was next to Fleur. Voldemort flicked his hand and in one swift motion Ron, Hermione and Dumbledore went flying into the Forbidden Forest.
Voldemort then stabbed the sword through Fleur's left breast. She fell.
A/n I don't want it to end, I'm so close to the end. Did you like this fighting or the other one better, tell me so I can know whether to have more magical fighting or physical fighting in my next story. Thanks to all you'll bye bye.