Warning: Character's death!

The Begining Of The End

PART 3

Lin: I'm your sister.

TIB: But how. . .

She doesn't finish her sentence because all of a sudden there's an earthquake. The earth opens up and swallows Lin.

TIB: I guess I'll never know now.

And she goes to the place the war is taking place.

Hogwarts, meanwhile:

A loud sound of swords pierces the air while wands are casting devious spells toward their enemies. Screams of pain and anger are filling the atmosphere but are soon being silenced as bodies hit the ground.

Bellatrix is among those who are hurting many but before she is ready to kill her next target, her eyes are widening in shock as they witness the form of her cousin. The one she killed.

Bellatrix: Sirius.

Sirius: We have an unfinished fight.

Bellatrix: Indeed we have. Are you ready to die this time?

Sirius: To die? Yes. But it is not me who will die today.

They are staring at each other and then their wands are taken out, ready to battle.

Around them there are more battles taking place. More of those who are fighting for the greater good, and for their own lives. Nobody wants to die, but they will if they have to. The mumbles of those destined to die are reaching far places and echoing a moment before they, too, fade. But the silence is quickly replaced with another sound, deafening the living. The animals are coming. One by one they gather and with a look of scorn, they wash the humans with their wrath.

The castle gate is guarded by Filch, who's ready to use his broomstick and knock out every intruder. He manages to ward off many, but not one little child.

Harry: What did I miss?

Fred & George: We need to enter the castle.

Ron: How?

Malfoy: Oh, pathetics, move along! (To Filch) Let us in or else. . .

Filch: Oh, no, just not the Dungbombs!

Harry: Charge!

And they go in.

Harry (too afraid and pathetic to fight): I . . .em. . .need to go to the bathroom!

And that's the way his fate was sealed.

Dawn is rising above those who fight and at the first ray of sunlight, two sworn enemies stare at each other, ready to kill.

Voldi: Hello, Dumbledore.

Dumbi: Voldemort.

Voldi: Don't say my full name like that.

Dumbi: If I had used your full name, I would have called you Tom Marvalo Riddle.

Voldi: Why, Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore, thank you.

Dumbi: Are you ready?

Voldi: Always.

Dumbi: Then what you are waiting for? For the grass to grow?

Voldi: (dramatically) Let the game begin.

Well, they fight and lose a lot of blood and some fingernails, and there are screams and . . .you know, wars. You can imagine. If not, then do it anyway.

Moaning Myrtle's Bathroom

Myrtle: (seductively) Harry, what are you doing here?

Harry: I. . .em . . .need, right. Bye.

Myrtle: Wait! Where are you going? You never come and visit me anymore!

Harry: Yeah, sorry. I was. . .busy. People to see, enemies to kill- busy!

Myrtle: Nobody comes visiting the ugly, miserable Myrtle anymore. They wouldn't care if I were dead. Only you came! And now you're going away!!!

Harry: Oh, Myrtle, don't cry (desperately). Tell me what I can do for you.

Myrtle: You can always stay.

Harry: But there's a war out there. I can't just walk away. Not when lives are at stake!

Myrtle: Lives. . .( a light bulb is shining on her head) why do you say LIVES? That's because I'm not alive, right? You came to mock me! Unless…

And she pushes Harry into the toilet, he drowns, dies and shares her bathroom as a ghost. As time passes, they fall in love and have tiny ghost children, each uglier than the other.

On Hogwart's lanes.(?)

Dumbi: (waving his wand) . . .so the Troll and the amgushit(?) left the leprechaun and destroyed the bar!

Voldi: (laughing) That's one of the best jokes I have ever heard. Tell me, who told it to you?

Dumbi: I eavesdropped to Sirius. You would be amazed at the kind of sense of humor youngsters have these days.

Voldi: Sirius. Really, how is he? (Simultaneously watching Sirius kicking Bellatrix and sending the Crucio curse toward Dumbi) excellent.

Dumbi: Nice trick you've got there (blocking the curse), having all those dead people alive again. How did you do that?

Voldi: O that? A little something I invented years ago. Really, one of the best spells I've ever done. They refused to put it into the "All Spells And Dark Thingies" book, though.

Dumbi: Really? (Sending a little curse of his own) What did you do?

Voldi: (moves aside so the curse doesn't hit him) I invented the Avada Kedavra. (The killing curse is coming out of his wand) Oops.

Dumbi ducks and the curse hits Hagrid

Dumbi: (to Hagrid) Sorry! (To Voldi) How interesting. How did you- hadtarago (casting it and a purple ray comes out of his wand, chasing Voldi)- do that?

Voldi: antihadtarago (the ray vanishes) It was fairly easy. All I had to do was to convince the entire world that it was the killing curse.

Dumbi: (shocked) You mean… that's not the killing curse?

Voldi: Of course not, DUMBledore. Otherwise from where would all these people come from? (Mutters Pikacho and a yellow ray emits from his wand, hitting Dumbledore)

Dumbi:(now looks small and yellow, meaning, a real life Pickachu) So what does it do? The killing curse, I mean.

Voldi: (dismissing the idea with his hand) Not much, simply sends them to a heaven-like place where they have fun and waste my pension.

Dumbi: So you say there's another killing curse?

Voldi: You didn't hear that from me!

Dumbi: Really? (Now very interested, stops shooting silly things from his wand) What's the other curse, then?

Voldi: Why would I tell you that?

Dumbi: Because right now I'm old, yellow, small and my aim isn't quite as it used to be?

Voldi: Sending my consolations, but no.

Dumbi: (still in Pickachu's voice, which isn't very intimidating) I demand that you at least turn me back!

Voldi: All right, Prof. (in irritated voice) Tarantino's a king

Dumbi returns to his rightful size and color.

Another voice: Hi honey

Voldi: Welcome back. .

Dumbi: You. . You called me honey?

Voldi: No! Look back.

Behind them there's someone standing. TIB.

Dumbi: Ivy! What are you doing here?

Ivy: Ending this. (Pointing her wand at her father and screaming) BOYDEM!!!!!!

Dumbledore is falling to the ground, panting harshly as he sees his life passing against his unbelieving eyes. He has a sever headache and seems to be blind for a minute as the world sways around him. Then, he opens his eyes.

Dumbi: Ivy?

Voldi: Ivy? What have you done? (It's not like he doesn't know but she just had to explain it to you, our dedicated, twisted readers)

TIB: I made him what he always presumed to be.

Voldi: Huh?

TIB: He's good now. Really good. Like he always pretended he was.

The clouds are going away, the war is over.

Hermione: (running) Professor! Harry's dead!

Voldi: At last! Thank you, God!

Hermione: Oh, and we discovered that the child in the prophecy, it was Neville.

Voldi: Oh no, oh no, help..........!!! I've wasted my whole life chasing the wrong person. No, No, No, I'm too tired. Not again!!!

THE END!

Next chapter is a bonus- fun facts!