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Accidental death

This was just another Hogsmeade visit, nothing was different; everything was the same. This was what Harry had been trying to convince himself of since he had stepped away from Ron and Hermione at the entrance to Hogsmeade. He felt almost lost without them though; sure he might fight with them, but they were his friends. 'Well so are Neville, Luna, and Ginny!' he reprimanded himself sharply. Yes, he admitted to himself, they were; just not in the same way.....

"So Harry will it be a Butterbeer for you then?" he was pulled out of his thoughts by Ginny's inquiry.

"Sure..." Harry muttered, shrugging. Shifting his gaze from the table to look up at her, he offered a wan smile in return to Ginny's worried look.

"Ok then, you said you wanted a lemon tea Luna?" Neville asked. Receiving a nod of agreement, he got up to acquire said beverages. "Could you help me carry them back Ginny?" he added over one shoulder with a slightly nervous smile.

Harry felt that, as Ginny agreed and followed Neville up, if he saw many more lovesick glances he would scream. Lord knew Ron and Hermione had just gotten worse since their confessions of adoration for the other.

This tranquil if slightly annoying scene before him did not last long though. With a resounding crack they were surrounded on every side by dark masked figures. Everything fell into complete chaos. An especially tall, shrouded, figure rose from amidst the lowly minions surrounding him. "Harry Potter." A voice rasped from deep within the hood. "At last we meet agai..." the words however were cut short by some perfuse swearing.

Neville of all people had fallen flat on his face, wand hand outstretched. Having tripped upon the arrival of the Death Eaters he had fallen, uttered some words that he certainly didn't learn in the company of his Grandmother, and his wand did some complicated waving as his body fell to the floor, flat. This had finished with a final whoosh of a spell zooming through the patron's feet, hitting Vol cough He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named in the back of the ankle. With one last rasping breath Voldemort fell, never to curse another human again.

This had only taken a matter of seconds for Harry as he jumped back, grabbing Luna in the process, and so there was, if possible, much more chaos after Voldemort was dead then before. Customers running around, screaming their heads off, and almost trampling Neville in the process; Ginny, however, managed to help him up before the Three Broomsticks could become his grave.

Eventually, though, all the customers left; and all the Death Eaters apparated to a safer location. This left Harry, Luna, and Ginny staring at Neville in bewilderment. Their mouths gaped, and they stood there frozen to the spot in astonishment.

"What did you do?!" Harry finally was able to force a squeaked sentence out.

"I..." Neville stammered, almost as shocked as the rest of them. "I don't really know."

"Well I'll most likely be able to tell you later, right now we need to get Voldemort's body to Saint Mungo's to be examined." Came the ever calm voice of Dumbledore from right behind them, apparently they hadn't heard him appear, perhaps though he had always been there.... "I expect, though, that it was an old spell of some kind Longbottom. This is a moment to be proud of. But now I think I shall take you all over to Huneydukes to get you all some sugar; preferably chocolate." he started out the front door, looking back only once to make sure they had followed. "Nothing better after a shock after all."

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"What happened again?!" Red splotches were beginning to appear on Fudge's face as his surprise and disbelief reached a zenith.

"Mr. Longbottom here cast a spell on accident and killed the Dark Lord." Dumbledore explained for what seemed like the millionth time. "And if you don't mind Minister, I do think we should let them go, as we have been here..." Dumbledore glanced up at a clock on his wall. "Three hours questioning them, and I do believe they have homework to be attending too."

"I... I guess so." The minister spluttered a little at the coolness in Dumbledore's voice. "Get along then."

All four occupants quickly scrambled up from the wooden bench that had been provided for them.

"Glad to be out of there." Harry rolled his eyes in Luna's direction, who nodded in agreement.

"See you Harry... Luna, me and Neville are going to the library to do some studying." Ginny waved goodbye as the two of them made their way off, very close, Ginny reaching for the boy's arm.

"I should probably go find Ron and Hermione, tell them about Voldemort and everything..." Harry trailed off looking down at Luna.

"ok." She flashed him her slightly dazed dreamy smile. "I'll see you around then."

"Yeah...." with a final wave they separated.