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Chapter 26

The Poison of Lord Voldemort.

"How, How can I defeat Voldemort, you've been telling me this for the past 3 years, and still you haven't told me how,"

"You will know, when the time comes," said Dumbledore. "Meanwhile, I also need to tell you, that Voldemort has planned an attack on Hogwart, the day Ms. Granger is to die, you are her only hope, her ONLY hope, the Order will only be able to help with the Death Eaters, Voldemort is up to you,"

"I'll do it," said Harry.

"Good," said Dumbledore smiling. "Good,"

"My Lord, they have discovered the plot to kill the Mudblood, they have also discovered the time, date, and location of the attack,"

"Good, good," said Voldemort smiling.

"Good! My Lord, they know, we must not continue the attack, if we do they will win---

"If course they will win, I plan for them to win, but I plan to kill the Mudblood, and Potter, no matter how many of you useless Death Eaters I lose,"

"Yes, my Lord," the Death Eater turned and walked away. Voldemort smiled,

"Granger, you're mine, as is the whole of Hogwarts,"

Harry arrived at the HeadBoy/Girl dormitory, and entered. Hermione laid on the bed, sleeping. Harry walked to the bed, and checked her pulse, He had been doing this ever since she had left the hospital.

"I'll tell her in the morning," Harry thought as his crawled into bed.

Harry told Hermione what Dumbledore had said the night before, on the way to the Great Hall the next morning.

"Harry, are you sure you want to do this," she asked him quietly.

"Of course I do, I have to defeat Voldemort anyway, so it might as well be to save your life," Harry answered. Hermione smiled, and shoved Harry into a deserted classroom.

N.E.W.T.s began the next day, and by the end of the week all the 7th, and 5th years were exhausted.

"Well, I don't think we did to bad," said Ron after their last exam. "Of course I know we failed divination, we always were going to fail that one,"

"Yeah," said Harry, "We were, I think I did ok on the DADA exam,"

"Of course!" Ron exclaimed. "You teach it," Harry laughed, He would really miss Hogwarts in three weeks time. He had no idea when, or if he would he it again.

The morning of the suspected attack, dawned.

The Order of the Light made their way to the Great Hall, they all knew they might never see the Gryffindor Common Room again.

Harry didn't feel like eating much, so he stood by the window watching the grounds, not really seeing them. Hermione saw him, grabbed a piece of toast, and walked toward him.

"Nervous?" she asked handing him the toast.

"I'm not hungry," he said quietly.

"Harry, you need to eat,"

"I know, I just don't feel like it,"

"I know," she said sympathetically. "I felt the same when Mum and Dad died, but I knew I was alive, and between you and me, I wanted it to stay that way,"

"It will stay that way, If I have to die in this battle you will live,"

"Harry, please don't do this, I'm willing to die, if it's my time I'm gonna die anyway, and there's nothing you, or anyone else can do about it, I've lived a good life, a really good life, I met you, and Ron, I almost graduated from Hogwarts, I'm happy, not saying I want to die, but I'm willing too. The world needs you, not me, you, I can't take your place, only you can do that,"

"Neither of us will necessarily die, it's just the point that I love you enough to die for you, you mean the world to me, all the money I have, the house, the name, everything, it doesn't matter, all that matters is you, and only you," Harry glanced out the window, and said

"They're coming, "