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Dumbledore walked down to the locked basement. What he saw made his heart skip a beat, and he broke down in tears. Harry was lying in a pool of his own blood. He was chained to the wall so tightly, his entire body was covered in blood.

Breaking Harry's chains, he carried Harry's limp body into the fireplace, shouted Hogwarts, and ran straight to the infirmary. "Poppy, it's Harry." He said tentatively. He went straight from the infirmary to owl Remus. He needed to know. Dumbledore didn't know if Harry would pull through. He was strong, but even so, Dumbledore wept for him.

Remus came over immediately. He would never leave Harry's bedside. Just looking at the boy slipping into a coma in front of his eyes, he started to starve himself. Dumbledore would never allow him to go without food though, he came down and ate in the infirmary with him. Dumbledore made sure Remus at least ate breakfast and dinner.

A few months into term, Harry began to awaken. He knew he had to destroy Voldemort this year, he didn't think he could live through another summer with the whipping. "Harry…" Remus whispered as he began to open his eyes. "You've been asleep for four months. You'll have to stay back a year, but you'll do fine. Ron and Hermione were so worried you'd never wake up. We all thought you were dead…" He stuttered as he held onto Harry. "Where's Voldemort?" Harry asked, vengance in his eyes. "Harry you just woke up, you can't face Voldemort yet." Remus replied. "I don't care, I'll never live through the next summer at the Dursleys. I have to kill him now, before I die at their hands." Harry said.

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Later that night, Harry snuck out. He knew where Voldemort was, now he would destroy the Dark Lord himself.

Ron saw him out the window of Gryffindor tower, and raised the alarm. So Dumbledore, Ron, Hermione, and Remus went to follow Harry to Voldemort.

Harry got to Voldemort in five hours. The rest got there, five minutes later. Voldemort had Harry under Crutiatius. He was screaming with pain. Dumbledore deflected the curse away from Harry.

Harry stood bravely, while Voldemort tied his friends up. He had to get Voldemort, he threw down his wand, and launched himself at him. He started kicking and punching the Dark Lord. Meanwhile, Ron was able to get himself free. He watched the fist fight, and Voldemort gained the upper hand, Harry hadn't taken his wand, and he threw Harry across the room. Before Ron knew it, Harry lay dead on the floor. Hit by the Avada Kedavra curse. The familiar fire raged in his eyes, he raised his wand…..

More in the next chapter!!!~!!!