"IF I DIE, YOU'RE COMING WITH ME BOY!" yelled the dark lord as he fell into the pit and grabbing onto the Harry's cloak and pulling him along.

"HARRY!" Ginny, Ron, and Hermione screamed as this happened.

Harry and Voldemort held onto each other with angry in both of their eyes, both knew they would die as soon as they got to the bottom, where a potion was brewing.

"If I have to die to end your rein, so be it!" Harry said, his scar burning more than ever, that dark lord's touch making it worst.

He laughed his heartless laugh, "So, this is the end of the boy-who-lived...I would have enjoyed killing you slowly, and painfully but, this'll have to do..." He said grabbing a hold of Harry's face and digging a nail into his cheek.

"Once we hit that potion, we'll both die, and your plan to kill all Muggles and Muggle borns will blow up."

"We'll blow up with it, boy"

*

Ron, Hermione and Ginny heard the dark lord's laugher and then a large explosion came from within the creak in the earth. Ron covered Ginny's eyes as the explosion came to be.

"HARRRRRRRRY!" Hermione screamed.