A/N: Ok people, this is the last real chapter to this story. There is an epilogue, which might be posted tomorrow, it depends on much computer time I get. My cousin is coming home from a week in Quebec and wants to spend the night here, just so he can play his new game that he bought. I'm praying it doesn't work! Hehe! Anyway, read and review! And look for the epilogue, which I promise will be up before the weekend, even if I have to pry my cousin away from the computer! lol!

Chapter 16: The Final Battle

Ron and Hermione rushed up the two flights of stairs and burst into the attic. Instantly, spells were sent at them; without time to deflect them, both Ron and Hermione jumped in opposite directions.

Ron ended up behind an old table lying on its side; he immediately ducked and sent stupefying spells at the many Death Eaters that were surrounding them.

Hermione was hiding behind an old potions cabinet. She too was franticly sending spells out in every direction.

Harry meanwhile was standing in the middle of all this, dueling a Death Eater and Voldemort at the same time. "Ron! Hermione! Where the hell are you?!"

Both Ron and Hermione groaned and ran out from behind their hiding places. "We're here," they said in unison. Harry turned for a split second to look at them.

"AVADA KEDAVRA!" Voldemort's cold shrill voice rang through the air.

"NO!" someone screamed. And the next thing he knew, Harry was on the ground; he wasn't dead like he should've been, in fact he was very much alive because he felt his wife's body on top of his.

Ron and Hermione watched as Ginny came out of nowhere and jumped at Harry, pulling him to the ground and missing the curse by mere millimeters. It hit a mirror and shattered it into a million pieces. "That's bad luck you know," Harry said, on his feet once more.

"Maybe for you, Potter," Draco's drawling voice was heard. "I see you're still alive," he spat at Ginny who was still on the floor.

Ron raised his wand, ready to finish Draco off for the last time. "No, Ron, let me," Ginny was on her feet.

Harry was already off in the corner, battling Voldemort after Hermione had killed the remaining Death Eaters. "Are you sure?"

"Yes, you and Hermione help Harry." She held her wand at the ready and moved as fast as she could toward Malfoy. Taking one last look at Ginny, the two hurried over to Harry.

"I think maybe if we all cast the spell at once then we can finally kill him," Harry whispered as he dodged yet another curse.

"Impedimenta!" Hermione yelled; Voldemort, caught off guard flew through the air and landed on an old nightstand. His wand was knocked out of his hand and it rolled across the floor.

"Now, we have you," Ron snarled at the crumpled form on the floor. The three advanced on the defenseless Dark Lord.

"Malfoy! You idiot! Leave the girl and help me!" Voldemort called.

"Yes Master!" Draco called, and turned away from his duel.

"Avada Kedavra!" Ginny shouted, her wand pointing at Malfoy; the spell hit him and he fell to ground, dead.

"You know, I've been waiting for this moment for along time, Tom," Ginny said, also advancing on him.

"On the count of three everyone," Harry said, raising his wand. Voldemort curled into a ball, afraid. "One, Two, THREE!"

"AVADA KEDVARA!" All four voices bellowed; Voldemort shrieked and then all was quiet.

"Did it work?" Ron asked, once the green light had disappeared. Harry bent down took a long look at Voldemort's face.

"Seems to have," he replied, standing up.

"You know what?" Ginny said, slowly sitting down on the couch that was remarkably still intact. "I don't really understand why we were able to kill him. I mean, he wasn't human, was he?"

"He must have had to be," Hermione said, sighing and taking a seat beside her. "There's no other way that spell would've worked."

Harry looked around the now almost destroyed attic, "we should probably clean some of this up."

"Yeah, come on guys," Ron said, and moved over the where the broken nightstand was; Voldemort's body, along with the others, had faded away. "Hey! What happened to all the bodies?"

"They disappeared," Hermione explained standing up, "it happens with all witches and wizards, if their bodies aren't claimed in a certain amount of time by a loved one. Repairo." The nightstand became one piece again and looked like it did before Voldemort had landed on it.

Harry walked over to the broken mirror, he lifted his wand to repair it when Ginny said, "you know, its bad luck to fix a broken mirror."

"Yeah, when you're the one that broke it," he laughed and said the spell. "Well, I think everything is fixed."

"Yes," Hermione said, she smiled and grabbed hold of Ron's arm. "Why don't you give me that ring now?" she whispered in his ear. He grinned and pulled it out of his pocket.

"Guys," Ron announced, "Hermione and I have a special declaration to make!" She beamed at him. "We're engaged!" He slipped the ring on her finger. Harry and Ginny clapped.

"Now! I propose that we all go out for dinner!" Harry said, scooping up his wife in his arms and leaving the attic.

"Great idea!" Ron and Hermione agreed, and walked out, closing the attic door behind them.

A/N: By the way, there is meaning behind the title of this story, which will be mentioned in the epilogue.