A:NThis chapter is fairly big, I had A LOT of help from my best friend Caitlin for this chapter, I hope you enjoy...AND REVIEW!

"You can never defeat me Dumbledore and I can see it in your eyes. You know it too..." Voldemort hissed. Indeed the look in Dumbledore's eyes was not altogether reassuring. The twinkle that normally assured a glorious victory had vanished. Now his eyes were blank showing no emotion but utmost revolt. Dumbledore did not reply. He pointed his wand at Voldemort and a jet of blue light streamed from the end. Voldemort, holding his wand in front of him, reflected his spell and sent it towards a tree behind them. The trunk of the towering oak split in two and was falling over. Everyone ran to get out of the way but two people weren't fast enough. A familiar high pitched scream noted them as Caitlin and Erika. They lay still under the tree trunk in very painful looking positions. Though people looked sad in everyone's eyes shone a glint of hope for that same sprakle lay in Dumbledore's eyes as well. Feeling returned to everyones hearts to know that their headmaster now fought with fury and determination. It was a fact that Voldemort had noticed also for his own eyes lost some of it's dignity and pride yet still shone with an air of ferocity. The girls still trapped under the tree suddenly made a small, desperate attempt to free themselves from among branches and sharp thorns. Along the side of Erika's face lay several long scratches and Caitlin's face too bore ensanguined marks and she pulled away from the trunk slightly but not enough to be free. Dumbledore's demon-like hatred towards one Tom Riddle set fire in the pit of his stomach and with such abhorrence in his soul he muttered the curse that could kill. But with reflexes after so many battles being won Voldemort stood aside and the curse simply hit the broken tree. The tree gave a jerk and with a sharp stab of pain the girls from the tree made more frequent movements of attempted escape after more tears and shrieks of agony and despondency. Dumbledore straightened and deflected a sudden attack from Voldemort.

"You can never beat me Tom." Dumbledore cried

"Aha... But you cannot kill me Dumbledore..." Voldemort voiced "I am invincible and immortal."

Dumbledore smiled. A sign that his great mind was gone forever or that he had a plan of the sleeve of his ebony cloak that hung to the floor.

"There are more ways to defeat a man Tom." he chuckled

Voldemort stepped forward. "You now of no such ways Dumbledore. Your threats are merely an excuse for you to stall the moment of your death. And mark my words, A painful, drawn out death it will be." he said

Dumbledore muttered the crutacious curse and this time Voldemort wasn't quick enough. With a howl of pain he shrunk to the grass, twitching and yelling with intense pain. Dumbledore seized his chance and send long, snake-like cords who entangled themselves around Voldemorts wrists and bound him tightly to a nearby tree. He still twitched but being tied to the tree did so very little.

"I told you that you could never defeat me Tom..." Dumbledore said moving closer to the tree now fully aware that Voldemort's wand lay several feet away. He struggled against the ropes but made no improvement of condition. Dumbledore pointed his wand directly at Voldemort's chest and yelled

"AVADA KEDAVRA!" With a blast of lime light the scene was blinded. Everyone was sure of a victory for Dumbledore but when the light dimmed down they were afraid of what they saw. Dozens of death eaters apparated around them and had defended their master from the deadly attack. The body of Lucius Malfoy lay at Dumbledore's trembling feet. From behind him the Death eaters charged at Dumbledore some raising wands other beholding lethal daggers. Dumbledore ducked out of the way and missed one attack, but stepped right into another. Bellatrix Lestrange swung the dagger pitilessly into Dumbledore's back. With a gush of blood Albus Dumbledore, the fearless and noble headmasster of Hogwarts fell to his knees in anguished surrounded by his own blood. He was gone; their only chance of survival was gone. Dumbledore fell into his own blood, dead like some many others at the hands of Voldemort's supporters. Bellatrix stepped over his ensanguined body and walked towards the crowd of anxious students. They all stepped back and turned to run to the castle. Only Harry, Ron, Hermione and Ally stood there and Caitlin and Erika lay fidgeting beneath the tree.

"So Harry, We meet again." Bella said teasingly.

Harry dared to look into the eyes of the monster who had helped kill his parents and then of course kill his godfather, the closest thing to a parent that he had. The pain she had caused among his life already tattered with tragedy and loss suddenly shot through him that a surge of power and hatred that he had never felt before. He wanted to hurt her the best his 16-year-old hands could do. And that he did. He tangled his hands around her neck leaving her gasping for breath as she stood. Her fellow death eaters looked shocked at his sudden actions and remained standing, stunned, with no idea of what to do. Ron, Hermione and Ally stared at Harry with fear in their eyes. Even Caitlin and Erika strained their necks to see what was going on. Finally, Caitlin managed to free herself from the branches and thorns. Her faces and arms and middle were covered in blood. She struggled to help Erika from beneath the tree trunk and managed to free her. She too was drenched in blood. They both reacted as one and pulled their wands out of their pockets and pointed it at the death eaters surrounding Hermione, Ron, Bellatrix, Ally and Harry. But Voldemort moved in. At once, Harry was hit by the Crutacious curse and was sent flying backwards yelling and twitching with immense pain and suffering. Once the curse wore off a bit he regained standing stance and faced Voldemort with a pure loathsome glare. Caitlin and Erika limped and whimpered their way to behind Hermione, Ron, Harry and Ally. Caitlin blinked blood out of her eyes and noticed the dagger on the ground. She handed her wand to Harry who did not have his with him. Besides he could do more damage with a wand than she could. She bent down with difficulty and picked the dagger up off the ground. Clasping her fingers around the handle she joined the others in glaring at the face that haunted so many nightmares for so many years. The Death Eaters formed a circle around the petrified group of students. The aphetic sky becoming even more so. Some one had to make the first move but no one seemed willing to make it. Then Voldemort spoke

"Harry, it is foolish of you to risk the lives of all your friends. Indeed they too will die, but they were not intended to die tonight. You have put them in more danger then needed to be done. If they die tonight it will be your fault Harry." he taunted.

Harry's face fell. The last thing he wanted to do was agree with his nemesis but he did. He had lead all his friends into danger, the ones he truly cared about now stood surrounded by ones who should surely kill them. Ron then spoke, in a quavering, feeble voice it was true, but he spoke nevertheless

"We don't care... You'd kill us sooner or later, why not die fighting?" he said

Caitlin nodded in agreement and so did Ally. Harry face regained some of it's determination but couldn't help but feel bad about placing his best friends in danger. Voldemort chuckled as though Ron's words were a rather amusing joke. The thought made Ally retch in her mind the fact that this monster took pleasure in toying with them before he killed them. Yes, she was sure they would die but never did the thought of deserting the others cross her mind. Instead, her and the others straightened the backs and stood tall and proud, facing Voldemort with set minds. They would not give in, they would not surrender. And as though the thought and fluttered through their minds Voldemort raised his wand, as did the Death Eaters around them.
"Now, you will suffer the consequences of not joining me while you had the chance..." he said. As one, the Death Eaters yelled "Crucio!" and Harry, Ron, Ally, Caitlin, Hermione and Erika lay twitching and screaming on the ground. Pain beyond pain, suffering beyond suffering. When the curse wore off, the Death Eaters moved closer and stood over them. They grabbed both Ron and Caitlin by the shoulders and brought them to their feet. With a swift 'Swish' of his wand Voldemort cursed the two and they fell back to the ground, unconsious and still as stones. He then pointed his wand threateningly at the others who continued to stare disbelievingly at the lifeless forms of Caitie and Ron before snapping their attention to Voldemort once again. With such fury arisen in their minds the only thought was that of a chance to get away. It seemed hopeless; it did indeed until a ray of extraordinary light shone on the darkness, literally. From behind Voldemort shone a blur of bright blue light. A gasp and small scream uttered by Hermione was yet not enough to dinstinguish the miracle before their eyes. A tall shadow arose not too far away and from the look on even Voldemort's face, no one believed it was really happening. No, it couldn't be happening... But it was. Dumbledore had risen from the dead.

"It was incredibly foolish of you to ever think you could defeat me Tom." he said calmly as though people rose from the dead everyday in front of him. Voldemort simply stared dumbstruck.

"You might recall when you said you were 'immortal' Tom, Just before we started this duel. Well, I too have come a long way in the line of immortality and I cannot be beaten..." Dumbledore continued.

Voldemort stammered for a moment, clearly he had no idea of anything Dumbledore had just said. Dumbledore therefore took advantage of this and raised his wand. "Goodbye Tom..." he said quickly. "Avada Kedavra!" he shouted, and with such hatred and anger the curse hit Voldemort right in the chest. The rushing sound of death speeding past him; he was dead before he hit the ground. Each angry Death Eater moved in for the kill like a pride of lions surrounding a selcluded antelope. And each Death Eater with that same look on their faces. The look of the lion as it plunges it's razor sharp teeth into the flesh of the helpless antelope. ((A/N Sorry about the Antelope/ Lion thing I was watching the Discovery channel.)) They all charged at Dumbledre but with a simple wave of his wandthey all lay dumbstruck on the ground surrounding their master. Dumbledore approached Harry, Hermione, Erika and Ally who each looked terror-stricken as their headmaster who had died just moments before now walked towards them still alive and breathing normally. Dumbledore glanced to Caitie and Ron who lay in a heap on the ground with a frown on his face. Erika bent to her bleeding knees, in too much pain to remain standing. The tree had torn through great amounts of flesh and crushed many important bones needed to remain on her feet. Dumbledore congured three stretchers and lifted the unconious bodies of Ron and Caitie onto two of them, and Harry and Ally helped Erika onto the other one. He magicked the stretchers up to the castle and to the hospital wing. It was enough trauma for for night, And with Voldemort and the Death Eaters gone... The magic community could sleep in peace... For now.