When Angels Die
Ch: 23
Disclaimer: Not mine
Harry ran until his legs gave out and his lungs felt like they would burst. Tears still fell down his cheeks but he didn't bother to wipe them away. He just couldn't find the will to move. His heart had been pulled away and smashed onto the floor without a thought of the consequences.
What did he have, then? If Draco didn't want him, then what did he have left? The only friend he had was Snape. But Snape had a lot on his mind to deal with at the moment. The only thing he had was the baby growing inside his body.
If he concentrated real hard, Harry could almost feel the life growing day by day. Each day it got a little bit stronger. Yes, this was the only thing he had left, the only thing he had that could keep him from going into depression.
A snap to his left caught his attention. Harry looked deeply around him and was shocked to notice how far he had run under his depression. He was almost halfway to Hogsmead.
A snap sounded again. Harry's Staff immerged from his pocket. He crept closer to the forest, one step at a time. His senses were heightened beyond normal and he could feel the shifting in the air. Some thing was there, lurking. He didn't have to wait long. A shadow jumped out at him, knocking him flat on the ground. Harry barely had time to mutter stupefy before fangs tried to sink themselves into the flesh under his arm.
A heavy body thumped to the ground. With out a last look around, Harry took off back towards Hogworts. The War had finally started.
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Meanwhile, Draco was sitting with his head in his hands as a very pissed off Severus Snape.
"You kissed some one else? Why? I thought you had more common sense than that Draco? That is something Weasley would do!"
"I know what I did was wrong. God, he's never going to forgive me."
Snape paused in his paces and stared down at the young man in pity. Why he was defending Potter was obvious- Harry might be a half-wit but he had become one of Snape's true friends. Besides, he was going to be a godfather. And Draco didn't know.
"Draco," he said softly. A tear stained face lifted itself from its pale captors. "Why did you do it?"
Draco cleared his throat before replying.
"Lord Renel has the gift of Spell Searching and Breaking. He can sense spells placed on an unwary person and break them with his touch."
Snape frowned. "What does this have to do with you kissing him?"
"It seems Lucius placed a spell on me when I was young. When I finally married, this spell would entrap my mind and I would eventually go mad. I would have become a pawn for Voldemort to use, since this spell was tied to his mind. Sort of like Imperious. I had no clue it existed. It was a sleeping spell- one unknown to its host until the master set it off.
"Renel cornered me in class and told me about it. He said he could break it so I could be free to marry Harry. A lot of good it did."
"I understand most of it but why was he kissing you?"
Draco dropped his weary head into his waiting hands and sighed.
"Because it was weaved into the back of my mind, regular touching wouldn't work. He had to touch the inside of my mouth to be able to remove it. And no, he couldn't just stick his finger down my throat."
He glared at Snape as he answered his unspoken question.
"So he kissed you," Snape concluded.
Draco nodded. "Do you think Harry will forgive me?" he asked in a small voice.
"I can't loose him, Severus. I just can't. He's the only one who can bring me to life, who can make me feel. Oh gods, I fucked up."
"Yes you did," Snape said, not unkindly. He gently ran his hand through Draco's hair in a soothing gesture. "But he loves you as much as you love him. If you explain what happened, I'm sure he will forgive you."
All was quiet in the small room. Suddenly Snape started laughing. Draco looked up and glared.
"So glad to see my predicament is a source for your amusement," he said acidly.
"No, no Draco. I was just thinking how funny it was, me giving you advice on your love life. Oh how I sound like Dumbledore."
Draco smiled slight but before he could respond, bells echoed throughout the school.
"Shit, it's an attack!"
Both men sped out of the room and up the hall. It was time to fight.
Harry stood next to Dumbledore as Hermione rushed the children into the heart of the castle.
The children are coming, he said to the castle. An affirmative nod was all he got.
The Dragon, Unicorns, Shapeshifter and Werewolves in animal form formed a line of solid soldiers in front of the castle. In the distance they could all see waves upon waves of Voldemort supporters. Moment's later, Harry felt the wards shatter.
"How did they get in?" asked Draco. He caught Harry's arm as he weaved from the impact.
"They," Harry cleared his throat. He gently moved out of Draco's embrace before continuing. "They were already in the Forbidden Forest when we cast the new wards. They were able to destroy it from the inside out."
"Damn. Where are the students?"
"Safe," said Dumbledore, approaching from the staff table. "Hermione led them to the safe room moments ago. They are safe for now."
"Are we ready then?" asked Snape.
Harry looked around the assembled people. Many of the students from fifth year up stood along side them. Some were in the air above them, ridding broomsticks but he didn't think that would help them against dragons. For Voldemort had brought dragons, Dark Elves, Vampires and Werewolves as well. How did it come to this?
Everyone stood as silence fell around them. It was time.
Voldemort lined up his followers yards away and he too readied for his attack.
"Ready?" asked Harry softly.
"As ready as I'll ever be," someone responded.
"Lets go."
No one knew which side shouted the first curse but once it was sent, more followed. Draco stood next to Harry as much as possible, protecting his back. Dragon fire filled the air and Harry let off curse after curse with his Staff of Power.
Many fell around them and soon Harry's cloak was soaked with blood, some of it his, most of it was from his enemies. Harry saw a dragon fall from the sky and landed with a loud boom. The field on which he had once called home was littered with bodies. And yet, no matter how many times a Death Eater would fall, more seemed to come.
Sometime during the fight, Harry had become separated from Draco. He could see no one through the many bodies fighting in his way. But then, as he killed a form in front of him, he saw the one thing he had wanted all his life- Voldemort.
Harry smiled. He walked calmly towards the Dark Lord; casting such an aura of power no one touched him. Voldemorts cold crimson eyes leveled on him with a cold smile.
"Hello, Harry."
"Voldemort."
"I asked you once to join me but you refused. Now you will die, with or with out that Staff of Power. It will not defeat me."
Harry merely smiled. "Do you think you can kill me? Even if you have more power than me, I can still defeat you. After all, I have the one thing you don't."
"Really?" Voldemorts voice dropped and chilled the air. "And what would that be?"
"A family. A reason to live. And what do you have? Nothing but a scaly body and people to do your dirty work. You are a coward."
Voldemorts eyes narrowed. Without any warning a spell zoomed towards him. But Harry was ready and it was easily avoided.
"Is that all you got?" taunted Harry.
He had learned one thing about Voldemort- if you piss him off enough, he looses his mind and is easily defeated. Harry's plan was to make Voldemort so pissed he stopped thinking about ways to kill Harry and just attack.
Harry fired off his own spell and waited. Soon spells from both of them were zooming left and right, both unchecked and using any spells necessary to defeat his opponent. Using a moment to look around, Harry saw a site that lifted his spirits. They were winning.
"It looks like you're loosing Voldemort!"
A hiss was all he received. It was time to end this. Reaching to the depth of his soul, Harry brought his power up to the surface in a spinning sphere. A light glowed around the two of them, trapping them within its depth. It was getting brighter and brighter. Soon the whole world revolved around the two of them.
"Goodbye Voldemort," whispered Harry. Then the whole world exploded.
AN: And here is another chapter. There won't be many more left and there won't be a sequel. I already know this but I do hope everyone likes it. Thanks for the review and enjoy! ~Ta-ta
Harry ran until his legs gave out and his lungs felt like they would burst. Tears still fell down his cheeks but he didn't bother to wipe them away. He just couldn't find the will to move. His heart had been pulled away and smashed onto the floor without a thought of the consequences.
What did he have, then? If Draco didn't want him, then what did he have left? The only friend he had was Snape. But Snape had a lot on his mind to deal with at the moment. The only thing he had was the baby growing inside his body.
If he concentrated real hard, Harry could almost feel the life growing day by day. Each day it got a little bit stronger. Yes, this was the only thing he had left, the only thing he had that could keep him from going into depression.
A snap to his left caught his attention. Harry looked deeply around him and was shocked to notice how far he had run under his depression. He was almost halfway to Hogsmead.
A snap sounded again. Harry's Staff immerged from his pocket. He crept closer to the forest, one step at a time. His senses were heightened beyond normal and he could feel the shifting in the air. Some thing was there, lurking. He didn't have to wait long. A shadow jumped out at him, knocking him flat on the ground. Harry barely had time to mutter stupefy before fangs tried to sink themselves into the flesh under his arm.
A heavy body thumped to the ground. With out a last look around, Harry took off back towards Hogworts. The War had finally started.
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Meanwhile, Draco was sitting with his head in his hands as a very pissed off Severus Snape.
"You kissed some one else? Why? I thought you had more common sense than that Draco? That is something Weasley would do!"
"I know what I did was wrong. God, he's never going to forgive me."
Snape paused in his paces and stared down at the young man in pity. Why he was defending Potter was obvious- Harry might be a half-wit but he had become one of Snape's true friends. Besides, he was going to be a godfather. And Draco didn't know.
"Draco," he said softly. A tear stained face lifted itself from its pale captors. "Why did you do it?"
Draco cleared his throat before replying.
"Lord Renel has the gift of Spell Searching and Breaking. He can sense spells placed on an unwary person and break them with his touch."
Snape frowned. "What does this have to do with you kissing him?"
"It seems Lucius placed a spell on me when I was young. When I finally married, this spell would entrap my mind and I would eventually go mad. I would have become a pawn for Voldemort to use, since this spell was tied to his mind. Sort of like Imperious. I had no clue it existed. It was a sleeping spell- one unknown to its host until the master set it off.
"Renel cornered me in class and told me about it. He said he could break it so I could be free to marry Harry. A lot of good it did."
"I understand most of it but why was he kissing you?"
Draco dropped his weary head into his waiting hands and sighed.
"Because it was weaved into the back of my mind, regular touching wouldn't work. He had to touch the inside of my mouth to be able to remove it. And no, he couldn't just stick his finger down my throat."
He glared at Snape as he answered his unspoken question.
"So he kissed you," Snape concluded.
Draco nodded. "Do you think Harry will forgive me?" he asked in a small voice.
"I can't loose him, Severus. I just can't. He's the only one who can bring me to life, who can make me feel. Oh gods, I fucked up."
"Yes you did," Snape said, not unkindly. He gently ran his hand through Draco's hair in a soothing gesture. "But he loves you as much as you love him. If you explain what happened, I'm sure he will forgive you."
All was quiet in the small room. Suddenly Snape started laughing. Draco looked up and glared.
"So glad to see my predicament is a source for your amusement," he said acidly.
"No, no Draco. I was just thinking how funny it was, me giving you advice on your love life. Oh how I sound like Dumbledore."
Draco smiled slight but before he could respond, bells echoed throughout the school.
"Shit, it's an attack!"
Both men sped out of the room and up the hall. It was time to fight.
Harry stood next to Dumbledore as Hermione rushed the children into the heart of the castle.
The children are coming, he said to the castle. An affirmative nod was all he got.
The Dragon, Unicorns, Shapeshifter and Werewolves in animal form formed a line of solid soldiers in front of the castle. In the distance they could all see waves upon waves of Voldemort supporters. Moment's later, Harry felt the wards shatter.
"How did they get in?" asked Draco. He caught Harry's arm as he weaved from the impact.
"They," Harry cleared his throat. He gently moved out of Draco's embrace before continuing. "They were already in the Forbidden Forest when we cast the new wards. They were able to destroy it from the inside out."
"Damn. Where are the students?"
"Safe," said Dumbledore, approaching from the staff table. "Hermione led them to the safe room moments ago. They are safe for now."
"Are we ready then?" asked Snape.
Harry looked around the assembled people. Many of the students from fifth year up stood along side them. Some were in the air above them, ridding broomsticks but he didn't think that would help them against dragons. For Voldemort had brought dragons, Dark Elves, Vampires and Werewolves as well. How did it come to this?
Everyone stood as silence fell around them. It was time.
Voldemort lined up his followers yards away and he too readied for his attack.
"Ready?" asked Harry softly.
"As ready as I'll ever be," someone responded.
"Lets go."
No one knew which side shouted the first curse but once it was sent, more followed. Draco stood next to Harry as much as possible, protecting his back. Dragon fire filled the air and Harry let off curse after curse with his Staff of Power.
Many fell around them and soon Harry's cloak was soaked with blood, some of it his, most of it was from his enemies. Harry saw a dragon fall from the sky and landed with a loud boom. The field on which he had once called home was littered with bodies. And yet, no matter how many times a Death Eater would fall, more seemed to come.
Sometime during the fight, Harry had become separated from Draco. He could see no one through the many bodies fighting in his way. But then, as he killed a form in front of him, he saw the one thing he had wanted all his life- Voldemort.
Harry smiled. He walked calmly towards the Dark Lord; casting such an aura of power no one touched him. Voldemorts cold crimson eyes leveled on him with a cold smile.
"Hello, Harry."
"Voldemort."
"I asked you once to join me but you refused. Now you will die, with or with out that Staff of Power. It will not defeat me."
Harry merely smiled. "Do you think you can kill me? Even if you have more power than me, I can still defeat you. After all, I have the one thing you don't."
"Really?" Voldemorts voice dropped and chilled the air. "And what would that be?"
"A family. A reason to live. And what do you have? Nothing but a scaly body and people to do your dirty work. You are a coward."
Voldemorts eyes narrowed. Without any warning a spell zoomed towards him. But Harry was ready and it was easily avoided.
"Is that all you got?" taunted Harry.
He had learned one thing about Voldemort- if you piss him off enough, he looses his mind and is easily defeated. Harry's plan was to make Voldemort so pissed he stopped thinking about ways to kill Harry and just attack.
Harry fired off his own spell and waited. Soon spells from both of them were zooming left and right, both unchecked and using any spells necessary to defeat his opponent. Using a moment to look around, Harry saw a site that lifted his spirits. They were winning.
"It looks like you're loosing Voldemort!"
A hiss was all he received. It was time to end this. Reaching to the depth of his soul, Harry brought his power up to the surface in a spinning sphere. A light glowed around the two of them, trapping them within its depth. It was getting brighter and brighter. Soon the whole world revolved around the two of them.
"Goodbye Voldemort," whispered Harry. Then the whole world exploded.
AN: And here is another chapter. There won't be many more left and there won't be a sequel. I already know this but I do hope everyone likes it. Thanks for the review and enjoy! ~Ta-ta