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A/N: This might suck. I'm really sick right now.

Chapter 1

What happened George?

Harry and Voldemort were down to their last battle, but much to Harry's dismay, Voldemort had managed to trick all the Weasleys into the graveyard to use. They were all bound and gagged and Harry couldn't free them. You know Voldemort; too smart for his own good. Harry tried every spell he ever learned to try and free them. All of which were unsuccessful.

'No silly baby spells are going to help you now Potter.'

'LET THEM GO!' Harry bellowed. 'It's me you want not them!'

'Ah, yes. It is you I require. But the red haired folk will make our duel so much more interesting won't they, Potter?'

'Your sick.' He replied weakly. Voldemort had outsmarted him. He couldn't let the Weasleys die, why did Voldemort have to be so unfair?

'Listen, Potter. I'll make you a deal. I'll set them free, and you surrender. Choose other wise and everyone dies.' He said evilly. How could he make him choose like that? He couldn't surrender, no way. He'd have to let the whole world, wizarding and muggle, crumble into the hands of Voldemort. Not an option. But the Weasleys were like his family, he couldn't just watch them die.

Suddenly, a twin, whose bindings had loosened a little, shouted for all it was worth.

'You can't make Harry choose like that! Harry, don't let him win. I'll die, just don't let him win.'

'Fool. You choose to save you little friend do you?' He said while untying the offending twins bindings. 'Stand and fight me then.'

Bad move. Really bad move George. He stood up gingerly and held up his wand, hands trembling vigorously. Harry was unable to move. This was a waste of a life. He could do nothing but stand there, watching one of his friends die. Voldemort finished him easily. George was dead. Harry jumped in out of rage and muttered spells he didn't even know, making the once powerful Voldemort crumble to ashes. He won. Harry won, though he felt awfully like a loser. The bindings vanished and the Weasleys could do nothing but weep over George's dead body. Harry looked at Fred and surprisingly; he just stood there, stunned.