Hermione would have screamed in horror, but she couldn't. The Dark Lord stepped quietly into the room and all movement stopped. Everyone was frozen to the spot.

            "Master," Lestrange said, quivering. "I almost have the stone for you."

            "Almost isn't good enough," Voldemort said coldly, suddenly turning his blood-red eyes upon Lestrange. "Crucio!" Lestrange twitched and shook violently, shrieking in pain. Hermione winced, covering her ears.

            "Now, Bellatrix," Voldemort said, "I will leave Potter to you. I believe you have a score to settle. The rest are of no interest to me."

            "Don't kill them!" Harry roared.

            "Oh no, Potter," Voldemort said, quietly. "I won't kill them. Not just yet." At that he waved his wand and every one in the room except Harry and Lestrange fell to the floor, petrified.

            Hermione tried to move. No luck. This is brilliant, she thought. Absolutely brilliant. Harry's going to die. He doesn't know how to destroy the Necromancer. And I can't speak or move.

            Voldemort conjured an armchair to watch what took place.

            Harry suddenly pointed his wand directly at Lestrange's heart. She didn't have a chance to move.

            "We could bring them back, Harry," Lestrange said. "Do you remember what my Master told you, those five years ago? He said that he could help you bring them back. Now is your chance."

            Harry faltered. His wand began to shake.

            "You're lying! Why would Voldemort want to help me bring back my parents after he tried to kill them? All I would have to do is kill you and take the stone for myself!" Harry cried.

            No! Hermione thought. Don't do it Harry! You aren't a murderer.

            "So kill me then," Lestrange said. "You'd have killed two birds with one stone. Killing me and avenging my dear cousin. And then bringing back your parents, who can, of course, be killed by my master once again."

            "I will kill you!" Harry said, raising his arm.

            "What then Potter? My master will still have triumphed after killing you. Although he hasn't heard the full prophecy, he knows that killing you will seal his victory," Lestrange said.

            Don't do it Harry, Hermione thought. Please. You aren't a killer.

            "It's over, Lestrange," Harry said. "AVADA KEDAVRA!"

Reviews

KawaiiFryingPanChick: Yup, I'm afraid so. This fic is nearly over…weep…but I'm going to write a sequel after I write my parody. Maybe even a Harry in Auror Training…ya never know!

Dragonnet: Yeah, that's true. I never mentioned that the dementors joined with Voldy. Anyway, they did, which is why several Death Eaters were able to escape. Fudge didn't listen to Dumbledore and 'fudged' it again.

Tekvah Ariel: Hah! Another cliffie! Yeah, the cleaning spell is Scourgify!

Lutefa: Yeah, I'm a pretty good speller myself. Kittens are fun! Yay for Aidan!

Raven-Padfoot-Marauder: Who's dead? Well, I haven't decided yet…hmm…maybe one of those insignificant characters that JK never gave a name. We don't know who all the people are in the DA.