Running as fast as his feet could carry him, Harry pushed past the looming trees of the forest. Stumbling over loose rocks and sticks, he fell to the ground. Quickly, he stood once more and continued.

"Cho! I'm coming. Hold on" he panted desperately.

As he ran, he was forced to duck under low branches and lunge over fallen logs. The stark image of Cho, alone and dead, shook in to his core. Still running as fast as he could, he didn't know where he was going. His instincts were dragging him through the forest, guiding him towards Cho. A second scream split through the air. Harry could feel the intensity of Cho's pain in her shriek. A flash of pain ripped through his skull and his scar began throb. It was Voldemort himself who had cast the dark mark in the air. He could feel his evil presence, through his scar.

"What did Voldemort want with Cho?" He wondered to himself.

The intensity of the pain in his head grew to unbearable proportions, until he stumbled through a clump of black fir trees. Collapsing to the ground Harry writhed in pain. The throbbing of his skull threatened to rip his skull apart.

"Well, well, well. Look who decided to join us." There was a flash of silver before a strong hand grabbed the back of his head and pulled him up by the hair. Groaning in frustration, Harry looked up to see a balding, portly man, grinning evilly at him. "Well, if it isn't my old friend Harry Potter? Don't you remember your old pal, Wormtail? Well I certainly never forgot you. Do you like my new arm?" The grip on Harry's head tightened and he tried to struggle, but to no avail. Wormtail lifted him higher and chuckled mischievously as he reached his other hand to Harry's neck and began choking him. Harry struggled against the fingers digging into the arteries of his neck. He was beginning to feel light-headed. Strangled noises escaped from him as his mouth open and shut like a goldfish's. "Cho, I have to save Cho!" The thoughts swirled through his mind, but the harder he fought against Wormtail, the tighter the grip became.

"Now, now Peter. We can't go treating our guests like that." Hissed a dark voice.

Harry was dropped like a hot coal. Gasping for breath, he looked up towards the voice. It was Voldemort. But not the Voldemort he had faced in the past. This man seemed to be in his late thirties, with a full head of wavy black hair. His tall stature enhanced by his billowing black cloak. The man could have been an ordinary wizard, if it weren't for his scarlet red eyes. A vicious grin slashed his mouth as he saw the surprise in Harry's eyes.

"Don't you recognise me, Potter? A lot has changed since we last met." He hissed.

Staring up at him, Harry gathered his strength and stood. "It doesn't matter how much you change, I will always recognise the evil in you."

A sneer crossed over Voldermort's face and behind him Wormtail lifted his silver fist threateningly. The dark lord stepped forward and cocked his head at Harry, he then began chuckling madly.

"You've come to save Cho, have you? How heroic of you. But then, it wasn't very heroic of you to break my little girl's heart was it?"

"What are you talking about ?" Shocked and bewildered, Harry spun wildly to search for Cho. "Where is she?" Voldemort continued to laugh manically as he stepped to one side, to reveal Cho sitting behind him. She was slumped over and her cloak was ripped and ragged. "Oh Cho, why didn't you tell Harry that your father was his arch nemesis. Are you ashamed of me?"

Cho dragged her head up and looked at Harry with her teary violet eyes. "I'm so sorry, Harry. You don't know how sorry I am."

Voldemort continued ranting. "You see, Cho is the fruit of my loins. My essence. In fact, you could say that she is my entire life. How does it feel, Potter, to have dated the spawn of evil.?"

"You sick bastard. Cho is nothing like you. She's kind and loving and she has every right to be ashamed to have you for a father. She embodies everything that is good." Anger flushed Harry's face as he reached for his wand and lunged for the Dark Lord. "As long as I draw breath you will never hurt Cho again."

As Harry ran towards Voldemort, there was a flash of red light and he was blown off course. Flying through the air, Harry landed with a quick thump right next to Cho. Shaking himself, Harry picked up his wand and lunged once more. Voldemort sidestepped quickly and Harry fell to the ground again.

"You're just an angry little boy, aren't you? How pathetic. To think witches and wizards around the world have revered you as the most powerful being in the world because you managed to defeat me. Well. If only they could see you now."

Suddenly Harry began to feel his wand shake, sparks flying from the end. He took in a deep breath and cleared his mind of all thought, he lifted his wand and mumbled words that were foreign to him. Then, time itself seemed to slow. Voldemort's movements were slow and stunted, Cho's tears seemed frozen on her face, and Wormtail's mouth was opening with such slow speed that two moths flew in and out before it was fully opened. Harry gripped his wand determinedly, this was his chance to destroy Voldemort once and for all. With his wand held tightly in his hand, Harry lunged once again at the Dark Lord, and just a split second before time returned to it's normal pace, stabbed his wand into Voldemort's chest. Cho gasped, and Wormtail looked up in surprise as Harry screamed "Avada Kedavra!!! This is for my parents, and all the innocent people you have killed. This is for all the lives you have ruined. Avada Kedavra!!!"

Harry felt tears run down his face as he twisted his wand deeper into Voldemort's chest. But he was shocked to see that Voldemort was no longer there. Where once this curse had left frightened looking bodies, it did no longer. The all-powerful Lord Voldemort had been diminished into smoke.

Shaking ferociously, Harry unconsciously dropped his wand. "He's gone. He's finally gone." He whispered aloud. Then, Harry began to cough violently as he felt the sensation of his lungs filling with smoke. He gasped for air as he crumpled to the ground and fell into darkness.

Cho quickly scrambled over to Harry's unconscious body. Wormtail had disappeared in fright when Voldemort had been diminished. A mixture of concern and elation began to rise in Cho. Concern for Harry and elation in the fact that her father was finally gone.

"Harry, wake up. You did it Harry, you defeated him. Voldemort is finally gone." Cho's voice shook as she whispered quietly to Harry. She shook at his arm, then after what seemed like a lifetime, Harry's emerald green eyes opened. Cho laughed with glee as he jumped up and smiled at her.

"You did it Harry. I can't even begin to thank you enough." Cho then stood and reached her arms around Harry's shoulders, giving him an enormous hug.

'No need, to thank me, Cho."

Cho stepped back and looked at Harry in confusion. She looked into Harry's eyes and saw a flash of scarlet red deep within them. Harry's face split into an evil grin, as Cho began to step away in horror.

"No! No! Harry destroyed you!" Cho cried. It was Voldemort. The Dark Lord had taken over Harry's body. All hope was lost.

"Now, Cho. I can't have you going around telling people I've taken control of Harry's body now can I? You be a good girl and stay in the forest while I go back to Hogwarts. Imperius!!!"

A heavy blanket seemed to cover Cho's mind and she could do nothing about it.

Meanwhile, Voldemort began to settle into his new body. "The whole of the wizarding world wants to think of Harry as their saviour. Well then, all you little witches and wizards better get ready, because here comes your saviour." His evil laughed bounced off the trees of the forest. " I think I might pay a quick visit to good old Dumbledore." With that, Harry Potter swaggered out of the forest to the halls of Hogwarts.
(I'm sorry if you are very confused by this chapter. Thanks again to everyone who has read and reviewed my story.)