AN; don't know what to call this. Dum de da....nope. cant think of a name. Final Battle is just too clichéd. Sigh. Tell me. Perhaps Nostalgia??

23.

Harry looked around, confused. Why had that just happened? What was going on here? He stared at the new wand in his hand and the evil wizard in front of him. Pain rose in a wave. He let go, for the first time in sixteen years, he let go.

Images flashed through his mind.

"His parents. Dead."

"Neville's Parents. Insane. Fixed."

"Neville looking nervous."

"Quirrel, a young man in the wrong place at the wrong time."

"Snape. Misled. Punished. Pale."

"The photograph Moody had handed him. The smiling waving figures. Gone. "

"The unicorn. Dead."

"Fluffy barking."

"Firenze looking up at the sky".

"The mirror, dusty".

"The Philosopher's Stone gleaming in torchlight. It should never have had to happen."

"Malfoy glaring at him."

"Tom Riddle laughing."

"Ginny's pale face. The diary under her arm."

"Fawkes coming to his rescue, the Sorting Hat clutched in his claws."

"The Sorting Hat telling him he should be in Slytherin."

"The Basilisk rearing its ugly head towards him."

"Godric Gryffindor's sword, gleaming in an unearthly light. He should have never have had to use it."

"Aragog, exiled in the woods. Alone".

"Hagrid, expelled. His wand broken. Riddle's fault."

"Him, living with the Dursley's. Hating it."

"A big black dog watching him sadly."

"Bellatrix Lestrange laughing at him."

"Luna Lovegood, pinning up her notices on the pin board. Telling him that her mother was dead."

"The Thestrals on the Hole. Thin and uncared for."

"The Dementor's circling him and Sirius."

"The screams he heard in his head every time a Dementor came close."

"A grey Tabby watching him anxiously."

"Four or five spells hitting Professor McGonagall in the chest."

"Professor Umbridge smirking at him."

"Dudley's pale face as Harry helped him to his feet in Surrey."

"His amnesia and terror the year before."

"Hermione, curled in a ball in a cell."

"Ron, Neville, Luna, Ginny in their own cell, pale and hungry. "

"Harry's months of solitude in Grimauld place. "

"Dobby telling him that he must not go back to Hogwarts."

"Aunt Marge bouncing around the ceiling."

"Neville shouting spells through a broken nose at the ministry."

"Hermione falling after the Death Eater had waved his wand at her."

"Ron laughing hysterically as the brain tentacles took hold."

"Lucius Malfoy aiming at him with his wand after he had freed Dobby."

"The red cuts on Harry's arm as he went through the window in Privet drive."

"His broken Firebolt lying on his Hogwarts bed. Its shattered pieces glowing in the moonlight."

"The pain as the Griffons talons opened welts on his back."

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"Nearly Headless Nick smiling at him sadly."

"Buckbeak soaring away with Sirius on his back."

"The sorrow he felt at Sirius' death. He had been the closest thing to a father that Harry had ever had."

"Lupin's face, old beyond his years and weary with pain."

"Dumbledore expression when he told Harry of his destiny."

"Mrs. Weasley kneeling in the upstairs room that held the Boggart, weeping."

"Percy's pale face when Harry visited him at the ministry."

"Arthur Weasley's injuries and Ron's worry about his dad."

"Cedric's body lying cold and still in the graveyard."

"The Tri Wizard cup glowing coldly in the flickering light of the maze."

"The shadowy figures in the golden sphere that whispered advice to Harry"

Voldemort had caused all this, and inadvertently or not he had to pay. A burning, terrible and terrifying anger began to grow in Harry. He stared at the man with whom all his pain and suffering, all the suffering of others had originated. His friends, whom he regarded as his family had all paid dearly for Voldemort's crimes. The loss of his parents, Cedric and Sirius would be repaid. He lifted the new wand until it was pointing directly at Voldemort, who he could just make out in the overwhelming darkness. The wand seemed heavy, as if there was a great weight dangling from its point.

The ground began to shake. A rumble began as Harry's anger reached it peak. Specks of light appeared at the corners of his vision, flew forwards until they reached the tip of his wand and gathered there. Within seconds a cold white light had balled around the point of his wand and it glowed brighter. Voldemort's face was white, shocked and fearful.

Harry was about to commit the worst mistake of all time. He was going to kill in cold blood. Even the fact that the man opposite him had more blood on his hands than Grog the Greedy Goblin or Urg the Ugly giant didn't matter. The spell that would end it was on his lips. He was pronouncing the first syllable when-

Phoenix song filled the air.

An; dum de dummmmmm!!! MWhahahahahahahahaha.

Neon; well what do you think?

Harry; you've turned me into some sort of monster!

Neon; I know! Isn't it great!

Hermione; is he gonna get through it?

Neon; (horrified) how dare you ask? He's Harry Potter! Of course he's gonna survive. He's The Boy Who Lived...one...two...three...four...five...six...seven times!

Harry; (goes red); stop it. You're embarrassing me!

Ron; hey! Why haven't Hermione and I come into it much in the last couple of chapters? That's not fair! My contract states clearly that I appear or am talked about in every single chapter of Harry and the Beginning of the End and Harry and the End of the Beginning! Here I am acting the arse. Again.

Neon; well... its easy to have you act that way.

Hermione; yeah Ron, you're so good at it!

Ron (darkly); shaddup.

Neon; you guys are gonna have a little section to yourselves. I'll swap PoV and then you'll chat to yourselves. A chapter full of introspection, that's what it'll be.

Harry; hey Neon, I thought this little conversation is a way of saying thank you to our reviewers, not TELLING THEM WHAT'S GONNA HAPPEN!!

Neon; oh be quiet Potter, you'll get your big fight scene where you get to go all triumphant on us-

Ron; pump his ego anymore and he'll be so far up himself that he'll disappear up his own arse.

Harry; hey!!!

Hermione; oh be quiet you two. What were you saying Neonlights?

Neon; ummm....oh, that's right. We just wanted to say to thankyou to all reviewers. All up for both stories (at the time of writing this) we have received um....lets see...one....two...three...

HOURS GO BY. Hermione, Harry and Ron are snoring.

Neon; three hundred and sixty nine ...three hundred and seventy...three hundred and seventy one! Three hundred and fifty nine reviews! Wow! (Yells) GUYS WAKE UP!!!

Harry; huh?

Ron; off with their heads!

Hermione; have you finished counting Neo?

Neon; neo? Hey cool, I get to be The One and kick Smiths butt!

All; roll eyes.

Neon; we have had....um...how many was it again?

All; GROAN

Neon; that's right! Three hundred and seventy one!! That's 3-7-1 people! 371!! Yay! Now all we need is a nice even number, say, four hundred? I know you can all do it!!!

Harry; I'm so happy for you. Just get on with it so I can go back to sleep!

Neon; just wanted to say thank to all you reviewers, wouldn't be here without you...keep on reviewing, email me if you want your story read just email me, my address is on my profile page.

All; THANKYOU EVERYONE!!

Neon; see you next chapter. ^_^

Did you like my conversation? Lol!!