As the pulling sensation at her navel worked its way up, Alexa felt herself beginning to choke. She looked up at Harry, coughing and sputtering. Harry stopped chanting to look at Dumbledore who admonished him to continue. The professor spoke confidently but in reality he was deathly afraid of the result of the spell.

"It's alright Harry, continue. Do hurry, the Ministry officials will be here any minute now."

But it wasn't alright. Alexa was choking…she was finding harder and harder to breathe. She started to cough, loud racking heaves that sent her body into uncontrolled spasms.

Harry looked on in horror as Alexa's eyes changed from the deep brown color to a bright fiery red. He could see her body tense up but, he continued reading the spell out of the thin black book.

'' Vos can non subsisto , permissum suus vado quod licentia.''

As Harry finished the last words, Alexa felt a numbing pain shoot up through her legs.

"Harry hel…-"Alexa was cut off as Voldemort came into control of her body.

******

Ron stopped at the door to Dumbledore's office. He thought he'd heard screams coming from behind the door. Now, Ron had gotten over his fear of spiders but he was still very much a wuss and after Dean's death, he sure as hell didn't want to find out who was screaming and who or what the cause was.

Hands trembling, Ron said the password (dragonificus) and apprehensively walked up the stairs to the office above…not knowing what was awaiting him.

******

Alexa lay on the desk in front of Harry shaking violently. Tears were streaming down her cheeks and her fists were balled so tight that her fingernails were cutting into her palms.

Harry, Hermione, and professors McGonagall and Dumbledore stood in fearful incredulity…wondering what exactly would happen next.

What happened next wasn't expected by anyone.

Alexa begun to buck wildly against her restraints and somehow, managed to break free. She had all wands in her hand with the flick of a wrist and with a simple wave the terrified group was frozen, bound in place, unable to move at all.

Alexa approached them with and air of utter malevolence.

'' Du idioter! JEG sa du Jeg var komme! Nå du må betale prisen for ikke lytting!''

With a bob of her head, the sword that killed the basilisk, the sword that once belonged to Godric Gryffindor was in her hands…which were wavering?

Harry looked into Alexa's eyes, she was coming back! He could see that the red color was slowly but surely fading and her usual mahogany color was slipping back in.

"Harry what's going on?"

Harry looked to the door to Dumbledore's office. Ron was standing in the doorway with a look of extreme alarm. His body was home to tremors and deep panic-stricken breaths.

Harry averted his eyes to Alexa seeing the red completely return as she whipped around to face the intruder.

Du også kanne dø!.

"Ron, run!"

Harry and the others watched in horror as Alexa quickly crossed the room to where Ron was standing and plunged the sword into the redhead's stiff form.

"Ron!" Hermione cried in agony, straining to break free, "Ron no!"

Harry heaved. As he let out the contents of his stomach his thoughts went back to the first time he'd met Ron. The flaming red hair. The freckles. The jokes and pranks…there would be no more of that…Ron was spent.

Alexa turned around, a crazed smile on her face.

Harry had had enough…not Ron...that was too much.

"You will put the sword down."

Harry began to walk, somehow breaking free of the magical ties that bound him, his hands stretched out towards Alexa. When she didn't drop the sword, Harry jerked his hand back, causing the sword to come flying back and come to rest neatly in his out stretched hand.

"Sit," commanded Harry.

Immediately a chair appeared and Alexa was in it, trapped, her eyes still blood red.

"Du overveie du kanne drepe meg?''

Harry edged closer to Alexa. Though his heart was telling him no, his head knew what it was he had to do. He looked over at Dumbledore, who was still bound next to Hermione and McGonagall. Dumbledore gave a sad nod; his mouth set it a tight line. If he went through with this he'd be a killer…could he live with that?

Harry didn't want to do it…but he had to…for Ron.

"Alexa, if you're there…I…I'm…I'm sorry."

He pulled the sword back and plunged the sword deep into the girl's chest just as she let out a bloodcurdling scream.

"NOOOOOOOOOOO!"

But it was too late…the blood was already shed…

Well guys…that's the end…unless you REALLY want an epilogue

BAPFORLIFE

That was the WORST chapter! UGH!!!