(A/N: This whole war thing gets really dramatic...just to let you all know in
advance! Thanks soo much to everyone who's reviewed! Sorry it took a while
to update! Enjoy this chapter!)
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~*~*~*~*~* CHAPTER FOURTY THREE: A LONG NIGHT
Neville closed his eyes, waiting for the pain. But it didn't come. When Neville opened his eyes there wasn't a Death Eater in front of him, no, there was Crabbe!
"What are you doing here?" Neville asked
"I'm here to kill you!" Crabbe said stupidly "AVADA KEDAVRA!" the boy shouted.
Neville rolled to his side and dodged the spell easily. Standing up and pointing his wand at Crabbe, he felt bad about killing a fellow classmate but Neville knew his reasons were pure.
"AVADA KEDAVRA!" Neville screamed, closing his eyes, not wanting to see.
When Neville finally did open his eyes, he saw enormous Crabbe sprawled on the ground. Never again would he hang around with Goyle, Neville had killed a student.
Neville looked at his hands mixed with blood and dirt. A feeling of guilt overcame Neville but was soon dismissed when another Death Eater approached him.
Harry, wishing to end the war as soon as possible, began looking for Voldemort. The sooner it ended, the less lives could be lost.
Dodging spells, Harry made his was to the lake, where the mark had first appeared. Voldemort wasn't there, but Lucius was.
"Ah! Harry Potter! Just the boy I was looking for!" Lucius said with amusement.
"Your time is up Lucius." Harry spat at the silver haired man "You've killed too many people. You killed Hermione's parents, and planning to kill Hermione. You deserve to die!"
"Well, what a noble statement for a boy. The Dark Lord will be very entertained that those were your last words. Very entertained indeed." Lucius said, both circling each other around.
"Avada Kedavra!"
"Crucio!"
Both Harry and Lucius missed each other's curses. Just as Harry was about to scream another, someone interrupted him.
"Harry!" A voice shouted, Harry recognized as Draco's
"Harry!" Yes it was Draco, Harry could see that now.
"Harry Leave him to me! Please!" Draco pleaded, eyes hardening as his gaze fell on his father.
"Well, Well, Well, Draco my son. Such a surprise! I would have never believed you switched sides without seeing it with my own eyes."
"Surprise!" Draco said, humor behind his dark eyes, smirk playing on his lips.
"Malfoy!" Harry said
"Potter just leave! I'll take it from here!" Draco hissed at Harry, warning to him to get out.
Harry turned on his heels and left Draco fighting...Father to Son.
~*~*~*~*~*~ Harry was running, he passed by couples and groups fighting, he heard the screams, saw the blood, smelled the death. Harry shivered under the cold wind that came rushing by but when Harry clamped his forehead in pain, he knew it wasn't some random rush of wind. It was Voldemort; he'd arrived.
"So, Harry Potter, it is time," the awful voice said
"This ends here Voldemort." Harry said bravely, teeth grinding together against the pain. "AVADA KEDAVRA!"
"Finite Incantatem" Voldemort yelled, making Harry's bolt of green light dissolve. Voldemort laughed his cold laugh that made Harry's blood boil.
This is going to be a long night Harry thought bitterly.
(A/N: Hope you all liked it! I'll update soon!)
Usual Disclaimer
~*~*~*~*~* CHAPTER FOURTY THREE: A LONG NIGHT
Neville closed his eyes, waiting for the pain. But it didn't come. When Neville opened his eyes there wasn't a Death Eater in front of him, no, there was Crabbe!
"What are you doing here?" Neville asked
"I'm here to kill you!" Crabbe said stupidly "AVADA KEDAVRA!" the boy shouted.
Neville rolled to his side and dodged the spell easily. Standing up and pointing his wand at Crabbe, he felt bad about killing a fellow classmate but Neville knew his reasons were pure.
"AVADA KEDAVRA!" Neville screamed, closing his eyes, not wanting to see.
When Neville finally did open his eyes, he saw enormous Crabbe sprawled on the ground. Never again would he hang around with Goyle, Neville had killed a student.
Neville looked at his hands mixed with blood and dirt. A feeling of guilt overcame Neville but was soon dismissed when another Death Eater approached him.
Harry, wishing to end the war as soon as possible, began looking for Voldemort. The sooner it ended, the less lives could be lost.
Dodging spells, Harry made his was to the lake, where the mark had first appeared. Voldemort wasn't there, but Lucius was.
"Ah! Harry Potter! Just the boy I was looking for!" Lucius said with amusement.
"Your time is up Lucius." Harry spat at the silver haired man "You've killed too many people. You killed Hermione's parents, and planning to kill Hermione. You deserve to die!"
"Well, what a noble statement for a boy. The Dark Lord will be very entertained that those were your last words. Very entertained indeed." Lucius said, both circling each other around.
"Avada Kedavra!"
"Crucio!"
Both Harry and Lucius missed each other's curses. Just as Harry was about to scream another, someone interrupted him.
"Harry!" A voice shouted, Harry recognized as Draco's
"Harry!" Yes it was Draco, Harry could see that now.
"Harry Leave him to me! Please!" Draco pleaded, eyes hardening as his gaze fell on his father.
"Well, Well, Well, Draco my son. Such a surprise! I would have never believed you switched sides without seeing it with my own eyes."
"Surprise!" Draco said, humor behind his dark eyes, smirk playing on his lips.
"Malfoy!" Harry said
"Potter just leave! I'll take it from here!" Draco hissed at Harry, warning to him to get out.
Harry turned on his heels and left Draco fighting...Father to Son.
~*~*~*~*~*~ Harry was running, he passed by couples and groups fighting, he heard the screams, saw the blood, smelled the death. Harry shivered under the cold wind that came rushing by but when Harry clamped his forehead in pain, he knew it wasn't some random rush of wind. It was Voldemort; he'd arrived.
"So, Harry Potter, it is time," the awful voice said
"This ends here Voldemort." Harry said bravely, teeth grinding together against the pain. "AVADA KEDAVRA!"
"Finite Incantatem" Voldemort yelled, making Harry's bolt of green light dissolve. Voldemort laughed his cold laugh that made Harry's blood boil.
This is going to be a long night Harry thought bitterly.
(A/N: Hope you all liked it! I'll update soon!)