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This is going to be a short chapter and the last not counting the epilogue. I have the first chapter of my next story up, I hope you guys check it out. It's called Tom's Legacy.

Chapter 33: The Ending

"We found your parents." Dumbledore told the students waiting in his office. "They are fine, just a bit rattled."

There was a collective sigh of relief from the group of students.

"You are dismissed now." Dumbledore told them as Professor Sprout lead them out of his office.

Once the students left the office Dumbledore started to speak again. "Voldermort is headed towards Hogwarts. In fact he is suppose to storm the castle tonight with his death eaters."

"Surely that can't be right." Professor McGonagal gasped.

"Will you go get the Weasleys, Harry, Hermione, and Draco." Dumbldore asked McGonagal.

After about twenty minutes Professor McGonagal was back at Dumbldore's office with the seven kids in tow.

"Voldermort is going to be attacking the castle tonight." Dumbldore told them sighing. "I know you seven will be getting involved regarless of whether I want you too or not. So I thought it would be best if you knew what to expect. There are about fifty death eaters along with Voldermort making their way to Hogwarts right now. Ginny and Draco have been working on various potions, there are enough for each of you too have three. Each potion does something different. The ones in the blue bottles will heal almost any wound that is magically inflicted. The two green bottles hold different potions that will be useful if you could get them to drink it."

"What do you expect us to do?" Hermione asked.

"I expect you to either stay out of the way or be useful." Professor Dumbledore replied. "What you are about to do might get you killed, but you are the best in the school and the nosiest, therefore there is no use to lie to you. Are you in or out?"

"In." Draco replied his eyes flashing.

Just then there was a bang.

"Time to go." Dumbledore told them.

They rushed out of his office Professor Dumbledore right behind them. Sure enough there were quite a few death eaters and behind them looking rather regal was Voldermort. They were standing in the Great Hall, glaring at the students. Then chaos broke out. Ginny was sending hexes towards the death eaters, along with the other six students. Professors were rushing to the Great Hall, wands at the ready. Ginny heard Ron moan in pain. She saw Hermione rush over to him.

Draco was holding his own, he had knocked two death eaters out and had forced his potions down their throat, he had the personality changing potions, that's what most of them had gotten. Dumbledore wasn't willing to give them the really dangerous potions. After a couple of hours the Deather Eaters were all taken down, though so were most of the professors. Ginny was still okay as were Draco and Harry. Professore Dumbledore and Professor Snape were still up and healthy.

Voldermort had disappeared quickly after the Death Eaters had started to send hexes towards the students. They found him in the chamber. Draco quicly pulled Ginny aside.

"Maybe you should stay up here." he said quicky.

"No." Ginny told him as she started her decent towards the chamber.

They arrived in the chamber and there Voldermort was, laughing at them.

"The time has arrived." Voldermort announced. "After this you will all worship me."

With that said Voldermort started to send curses and hexes their way. He quickly took out Snape, before he rounded on Ginny. He sent a curse her way and she was put in unimaginable pain and passed out almost instantly.

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"Wake up Ms. Weasley." Madame Pompfrey told said gently shaking her. "You have been asleep for days."

"What happened in the chamber?" Ginny asked.

Madame Pompfrey frowned sadly. "I think you should wait until Professor Dumbledore arrives.

Just then Professor Dumbledore opened the door and walked in, his face looked grim.

"I have some terrible news to tell you. I'm afraid that we suffered a great loss.