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**Any who this next chapter is the final battle to the death of someone. Who will it be? Well you got to read to find that one out. But even though it's the last chapter to all this battle it does not mean that it is the last of the story. So let me remind you guys, that this is NOT the ending of the story alright, there is probaly at least 5 chapters still left that need to be written. Anywho, lets get on with it then. **
CHAPTER 42- THE FINAL BATTLE AND THE ENDING OF SOME
HARRY'S POV
"Try me..." is all I said as I stared into his dead pale face and his hell burning eyes.
All he did was smirk at me in a way that almost seemed proud but it made me shudder and gave me more chills then any word he could of said.
I was scared for my life but I knew I just couldn't run off, or that I couldn't let anyone else do this fight for me. I had to do it on my own, and rid myself and the world of the Dark Lord once and for all. I was tired of him and the suffering he created.
"You've grown up much Potter since the last I saw you, but if you think that is gonna make me go easier on you, or let you slip away boy, your wrong! At least it will be more fun on my part, for I wish for once to kill one another less easily, it grows rather dull without them trying." he explained plainly.
I grew really hot at those words, I felt myself sweating actually and it dripped down my forehead. I was angry at the way he described killing people with such ease, as if they were just things, unimportant objects that stood in his way, which he demoslished how and when he please. Just as he did with his parents.
Right as if he were reading my mind, he yelled out a spell.
"Enflavieendaria" and a huge gulf of wind on fire whipped towards me as the speed of light. I reconized this spell, as I tried to remember all that Professor Evee had taught me. It was a spell to master the elements. In this case Fire and Wind, and I remembered the exact component to defect his attack.
So I yelled out "Aguaeaarthim!" and before his attack could even hit me I deflected it with my own.
He seemed almost suprised at first and then he angered, and I think I saw his montrous lip tremble.
"I see Elloyha has done I good job of teaching you, but if you think that will defeat me boy, you are wrong!" he yelled out at me laughing.
But before he could yell out another spell I had thrown one towards him and caught him off guard.
"Mixstarumm" I yelled out as loud as I could getting full attention of everyone who stood fighting and yelling around the room. I yelled out the spell that I was most anxious to create a spell that would bring the power of the stars to me so that I can defeat evil.
I was overjoyed when it hit him straight in the chest. It did not knock him off his feet, but sent further back, now he looked even more angered, as he twisted and stretched his neck and cracked his knuckles slightly.
"That just wasn't a smart thing to do their Potter, tsk tsk tsk, now you've made me angrier." As he silently said that the whole room's eyes were own us. From the edge and corner of my eye I could see some people who wern't deathly injured standing around us, all my friends as well watched us intently as Lord Voldemort conjured a spell, but once again I was too fast for him.
"Solariumamum." I began to yell out, but all I heard was a cry of someone in the background.
It was Professor Evee who was running in the direction of the spell before it hit Voldemort, she kept screaming "NOOOOOOOO HARRY! And she ran right in front of Voldemort and the spell hit her right in the back and she was sent flying across the room.
I couldn't believe what I had just done, and I didn't understand why she would have jumped in the way like that. I looked at where she was, fearing that she was dead as she lied on the ground in the corner of the room, she did not move, and her eyes slowly dimmed up of red to her natural greenish colour.
I grew even more angry, angry with Voldemort, and angry with her for coming between him and me in our last battle together.
Tears began to tremble in my eyes, and one dropped down my cheek, and I whispered "Why? Why did she do it?"
"Well.Welll.. Well.."Voldemort began to say, hearing my every word. "If you don't know yourself then, I mostly likely have to tell you you silly boy."
"What are you talking about Voldemort?" I yelled back at him, regainning my grip again on my wand.
"You don't know why Elloyha ran into that attack do you?" he yelled back at me, almost surprised that I didn't know the answer.
"No!" was all I could say back.
"You idiot, have you not noticed that ever since Ive been around this last year it's been growing hotter. Ive had been regenerizing myself through the power of the sun. That is why it is so hot in here. It is because I radiate the sun's power, and by throwing that spell at me, after you had just weakened me, would have given me even more power from the sun, and I would have simply defeated you by simply the sun shinning through me. Hahahaha, you would burn into ashes." He explained, causing a lot of mumbles in the background.
'Of course' I thought to myself, 'how could I be soo stupid, it was soo obvious, all the time, and now Evee was dead and there wasn't anything I could do to help her, nothing.'
But as I thought, Voldermort took a cheap swing at me.
"Encatarium!" and this spell in shape of a wild cat's fang game driving me so fast it hit me in the shoulder sending me back. I didn't realize it at first, but I was hurt. I saw the blood trickling down my shoulder onto the floor as I kept my hand on it to get up.
I heard in the background, the scream and cry of Hermione.
But I knew I had to go on.
Before I could even mumble out a spell another one hit me the chest, I was so dazed out I didn't even understand what it was, all I knew that something like a huge sword slashed me in the stomach sending me forward. And I had a huge gash leaking out blood as well.
Then something like acid hit me in the arm, and it began to bubble as if it were on fire.
Then I heard the walking, the slow walking towards me.
"And now Potter it is time to reach your doom."
All I did was stare back up at him with broken glasses and a black eye, and I mumbled something out that no could understand, not even I.
"What were your last words Potter?" he asked me comign closer to me.
"I said." I whispered. "PHOEREXITARIM!" and I lifted my wand and it pointed towards him right in the chest, and he flew like 20 feet away from me and hit the floor. A spell in form of a great Phoenix had hit him, and sent him uncounsious on the floor. But soon, things began to fade out for me aswell, and all around me began to blur and turn into nothingness.
HERMIONE'S POV
I couldn't believe what had happened, both good and evil, layed unconcious on the floor. No one knew which one would draw up again, or which one was dead, and no one knew if this was the end or not. I knew one thing; I just couldn't stand behind and watch Harry slowly die. I began to get up and began to walk to Harry in a very fast pace.
"Hermione!" I heard Draco yell out, "Come back it could be dangerous, you don't know if Voldemort is dead yet!"
But I kept on running towards Harry when I heard Draco coming after me, but soon his footsteps stopped and I heard nothing. The room was actually deathly quiet. I had an eerie feeling about the quietness, and in the back I heard some moufled sounds.
I spun around fast and saw Draco in the arms of a Death Eater, who had his palm over Draco's mouth. He was really big, and his hands were massive, I didn't know how I could help Draco. But Draco somehow elbowed the big guy in the gut, and yelled:
"Behind you!"
I slowly began to turn around and came face to face with death itself. Voldemort was a mere inch from my face, with blood entrailing from his forehead down his face. I took a deep breath as I felt a wand pierce in my stomach.
"Yes Hermione, you don't know if Im dead yet, Mua ha ha ha HA HA HA!" and his voice grew louder and louder and louder.
"Goodbye dear, see you in hell!" he cried. "AVADA KADAV."
Someone had cut him off and I heard the sound of a sword sheathing, and suddenly the sword had struck Voldemort right in the back and I had fallen backwards to the ground as I watched up close everything that was happening.
I was trembling all over as I saw Elloyha who had scratches and cuts all over her body, and one across her cheek. Her dark long hair was flying off her shoulders and her bright devil eyes shoned once again. But her eyes seemes different, they seem sad and full of burden as she watched her father turn around so that they were face to face.
I heard her gasp as she saw the sword, which had passed through his back through his chest. She was still near him with her arm on the hilt of the sword. And as he stared at her with somber eyes she drew out her sword and threw it on the floor.
Voldemort was struggling to breathe and had grabbed a hold of Elloyha's shoulders as he shaked.
"Why? How could you do this to your own father?" he whispered shaking all over.
All she did was open her mouth, and responded with "Revenge." And her eyes began to fill with tears, which I had never seen her do before.
"You loved them I know daughter." He said for once in his life sounding caring as he went on his knees to the floor, she went on her knees to and he put a palm on her face.
"I did." she whispered, and tears began to fall from her eyes as shooting stars crashed into an abyss. "But I loved you to, and I always will."
I couldn't believe that Voldemort could ever be loved by anyone, but after all she was his only daughter, and he did care for her once long ago.
"You are a different Voldemort, but.you.." He began to cough out blood. ".You will.Always.Aghhh.be my.daughter." And he fell into an earthly stillness.
Evee was crying and just stared at him with her red yes blazing with tears and fire. She closed her eyes and stood up and faced her back towards him. A wand had appeared in her hand out of no where. And she stood there with her eyes closed as if waiting for something.
And before I even realized it, Voldemort was up again, with a big hole in his stomach with his wand in his hand and green light began to come out through it. But before he could say a thing, Professor Evee spun around and pointed her wand, which she never used, right to his chest where normally a heart would supposedly be.
"Good Bye.Daddy." she whispered and then she yelled out "AVADA KADAVRA" right into his chest, his eyes were steadily on her as he fell backwards on top of me, and Professor Evee looked away as she finally killed her father off.
Voldemort had fallen on me and felt limp. But as the power of the sun left him, he began to burn as he was on fire. As he slowly etched away into nothingness, I felt his body burn and scald my skin. The power of the sun began to leave his body towards where it really belonged. I felt myself screaming with pain, as my skin burned, but at the same time I realize that there was nothing more on top of me. And that the spirit of Voldemort had vanished forever.
I lied there silently, waiting for something else to happen, for Voldemort to arise once again, and to hear the sound of screaming and killing. But I heard neither. Just the sound in my mind. My eyes kept forcefully closing on me and I felt myself falling into a deep slumber. And I had the most wonderful dream, a dream, where my father and mother, were okey. A dream where Draco and my love was accepted, a dream where everyone could finally move on.
**Any who this next chapter is the final battle to the death of someone. Who will it be? Well you got to read to find that one out. But even though it's the last chapter to all this battle it does not mean that it is the last of the story. So let me remind you guys, that this is NOT the ending of the story alright, there is probaly at least 5 chapters still left that need to be written. Anywho, lets get on with it then. **
CHAPTER 42- THE FINAL BATTLE AND THE ENDING OF SOME
HARRY'S POV
"Try me..." is all I said as I stared into his dead pale face and his hell burning eyes.
All he did was smirk at me in a way that almost seemed proud but it made me shudder and gave me more chills then any word he could of said.
I was scared for my life but I knew I just couldn't run off, or that I couldn't let anyone else do this fight for me. I had to do it on my own, and rid myself and the world of the Dark Lord once and for all. I was tired of him and the suffering he created.
"You've grown up much Potter since the last I saw you, but if you think that is gonna make me go easier on you, or let you slip away boy, your wrong! At least it will be more fun on my part, for I wish for once to kill one another less easily, it grows rather dull without them trying." he explained plainly.
I grew really hot at those words, I felt myself sweating actually and it dripped down my forehead. I was angry at the way he described killing people with such ease, as if they were just things, unimportant objects that stood in his way, which he demoslished how and when he please. Just as he did with his parents.
Right as if he were reading my mind, he yelled out a spell.
"Enflavieendaria" and a huge gulf of wind on fire whipped towards me as the speed of light. I reconized this spell, as I tried to remember all that Professor Evee had taught me. It was a spell to master the elements. In this case Fire and Wind, and I remembered the exact component to defect his attack.
So I yelled out "Aguaeaarthim!" and before his attack could even hit me I deflected it with my own.
He seemed almost suprised at first and then he angered, and I think I saw his montrous lip tremble.
"I see Elloyha has done I good job of teaching you, but if you think that will defeat me boy, you are wrong!" he yelled out at me laughing.
But before he could yell out another spell I had thrown one towards him and caught him off guard.
"Mixstarumm" I yelled out as loud as I could getting full attention of everyone who stood fighting and yelling around the room. I yelled out the spell that I was most anxious to create a spell that would bring the power of the stars to me so that I can defeat evil.
I was overjoyed when it hit him straight in the chest. It did not knock him off his feet, but sent further back, now he looked even more angered, as he twisted and stretched his neck and cracked his knuckles slightly.
"That just wasn't a smart thing to do their Potter, tsk tsk tsk, now you've made me angrier." As he silently said that the whole room's eyes were own us. From the edge and corner of my eye I could see some people who wern't deathly injured standing around us, all my friends as well watched us intently as Lord Voldemort conjured a spell, but once again I was too fast for him.
"Solariumamum." I began to yell out, but all I heard was a cry of someone in the background.
It was Professor Evee who was running in the direction of the spell before it hit Voldemort, she kept screaming "NOOOOOOOO HARRY! And she ran right in front of Voldemort and the spell hit her right in the back and she was sent flying across the room.
I couldn't believe what I had just done, and I didn't understand why she would have jumped in the way like that. I looked at where she was, fearing that she was dead as she lied on the ground in the corner of the room, she did not move, and her eyes slowly dimmed up of red to her natural greenish colour.
I grew even more angry, angry with Voldemort, and angry with her for coming between him and me in our last battle together.
Tears began to tremble in my eyes, and one dropped down my cheek, and I whispered "Why? Why did she do it?"
"Well.Welll.. Well.."Voldemort began to say, hearing my every word. "If you don't know yourself then, I mostly likely have to tell you you silly boy."
"What are you talking about Voldemort?" I yelled back at him, regainning my grip again on my wand.
"You don't know why Elloyha ran into that attack do you?" he yelled back at me, almost surprised that I didn't know the answer.
"No!" was all I could say back.
"You idiot, have you not noticed that ever since Ive been around this last year it's been growing hotter. Ive had been regenerizing myself through the power of the sun. That is why it is so hot in here. It is because I radiate the sun's power, and by throwing that spell at me, after you had just weakened me, would have given me even more power from the sun, and I would have simply defeated you by simply the sun shinning through me. Hahahaha, you would burn into ashes." He explained, causing a lot of mumbles in the background.
'Of course' I thought to myself, 'how could I be soo stupid, it was soo obvious, all the time, and now Evee was dead and there wasn't anything I could do to help her, nothing.'
But as I thought, Voldermort took a cheap swing at me.
"Encatarium!" and this spell in shape of a wild cat's fang game driving me so fast it hit me in the shoulder sending me back. I didn't realize it at first, but I was hurt. I saw the blood trickling down my shoulder onto the floor as I kept my hand on it to get up.
I heard in the background, the scream and cry of Hermione.
But I knew I had to go on.
Before I could even mumble out a spell another one hit me the chest, I was so dazed out I didn't even understand what it was, all I knew that something like a huge sword slashed me in the stomach sending me forward. And I had a huge gash leaking out blood as well.
Then something like acid hit me in the arm, and it began to bubble as if it were on fire.
Then I heard the walking, the slow walking towards me.
"And now Potter it is time to reach your doom."
All I did was stare back up at him with broken glasses and a black eye, and I mumbled something out that no could understand, not even I.
"What were your last words Potter?" he asked me comign closer to me.
"I said." I whispered. "PHOEREXITARIM!" and I lifted my wand and it pointed towards him right in the chest, and he flew like 20 feet away from me and hit the floor. A spell in form of a great Phoenix had hit him, and sent him uncounsious on the floor. But soon, things began to fade out for me aswell, and all around me began to blur and turn into nothingness.
HERMIONE'S POV
I couldn't believe what had happened, both good and evil, layed unconcious on the floor. No one knew which one would draw up again, or which one was dead, and no one knew if this was the end or not. I knew one thing; I just couldn't stand behind and watch Harry slowly die. I began to get up and began to walk to Harry in a very fast pace.
"Hermione!" I heard Draco yell out, "Come back it could be dangerous, you don't know if Voldemort is dead yet!"
But I kept on running towards Harry when I heard Draco coming after me, but soon his footsteps stopped and I heard nothing. The room was actually deathly quiet. I had an eerie feeling about the quietness, and in the back I heard some moufled sounds.
I spun around fast and saw Draco in the arms of a Death Eater, who had his palm over Draco's mouth. He was really big, and his hands were massive, I didn't know how I could help Draco. But Draco somehow elbowed the big guy in the gut, and yelled:
"Behind you!"
I slowly began to turn around and came face to face with death itself. Voldemort was a mere inch from my face, with blood entrailing from his forehead down his face. I took a deep breath as I felt a wand pierce in my stomach.
"Yes Hermione, you don't know if Im dead yet, Mua ha ha ha HA HA HA!" and his voice grew louder and louder and louder.
"Goodbye dear, see you in hell!" he cried. "AVADA KADAV."
Someone had cut him off and I heard the sound of a sword sheathing, and suddenly the sword had struck Voldemort right in the back and I had fallen backwards to the ground as I watched up close everything that was happening.
I was trembling all over as I saw Elloyha who had scratches and cuts all over her body, and one across her cheek. Her dark long hair was flying off her shoulders and her bright devil eyes shoned once again. But her eyes seemes different, they seem sad and full of burden as she watched her father turn around so that they were face to face.
I heard her gasp as she saw the sword, which had passed through his back through his chest. She was still near him with her arm on the hilt of the sword. And as he stared at her with somber eyes she drew out her sword and threw it on the floor.
Voldemort was struggling to breathe and had grabbed a hold of Elloyha's shoulders as he shaked.
"Why? How could you do this to your own father?" he whispered shaking all over.
All she did was open her mouth, and responded with "Revenge." And her eyes began to fill with tears, which I had never seen her do before.
"You loved them I know daughter." He said for once in his life sounding caring as he went on his knees to the floor, she went on her knees to and he put a palm on her face.
"I did." she whispered, and tears began to fall from her eyes as shooting stars crashed into an abyss. "But I loved you to, and I always will."
I couldn't believe that Voldemort could ever be loved by anyone, but after all she was his only daughter, and he did care for her once long ago.
"You are a different Voldemort, but.you.." He began to cough out blood. ".You will.Always.Aghhh.be my.daughter." And he fell into an earthly stillness.
Evee was crying and just stared at him with her red yes blazing with tears and fire. She closed her eyes and stood up and faced her back towards him. A wand had appeared in her hand out of no where. And she stood there with her eyes closed as if waiting for something.
And before I even realized it, Voldemort was up again, with a big hole in his stomach with his wand in his hand and green light began to come out through it. But before he could say a thing, Professor Evee spun around and pointed her wand, which she never used, right to his chest where normally a heart would supposedly be.
"Good Bye.Daddy." she whispered and then she yelled out "AVADA KADAVRA" right into his chest, his eyes were steadily on her as he fell backwards on top of me, and Professor Evee looked away as she finally killed her father off.
Voldemort had fallen on me and felt limp. But as the power of the sun left him, he began to burn as he was on fire. As he slowly etched away into nothingness, I felt his body burn and scald my skin. The power of the sun began to leave his body towards where it really belonged. I felt myself screaming with pain, as my skin burned, but at the same time I realize that there was nothing more on top of me. And that the spirit of Voldemort had vanished forever.
I lied there silently, waiting for something else to happen, for Voldemort to arise once again, and to hear the sound of screaming and killing. But I heard neither. Just the sound in my mind. My eyes kept forcefully closing on me and I felt myself falling into a deep slumber. And I had the most wonderful dream, a dream, where my father and mother, were okey. A dream where Draco and my love was accepted, a dream where everyone could finally move on.