CHAPTER 3: DEFEATS

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She couldn't hide the satisfied smile at the boy's agreement, indeed they were either brave enough or maybe stupid enough for trusting her without knowing if she really was going to help them in defeating their enemy or if she was going to deliver them to the anxious hands of Lord Voldemort. Fortunately for them, this time she was going to keep her word, she was as eager as them to put an end to the war, there have been enough killings for the era, and she despised deeply the cruel Dark Lord and his minions, she wouldn't forget the massive slay of her people, her children, after she refused to help the dark side. If she could have killed Voldemort with her own hands, she would've done it without hesitation and without wasting more precious time, but she knew at the time that just one wizard and one alone was meant to do that job: the great Harry Potter.

And here she was face to face with the wizarding world's savior, a young man who had no idea of how to defeat his worst nightmare, who was as terrified as a child at the mere thought of finally meeting his destiny an who knew that if he failed, all that was dear to him would not survive, including Ginny Weasley. Next to him was Draco Malfoy, a powerful young wizard that hated Harry Potter with a passion but nonetheless who decided to help him, a handsome young man proud of his lineage of pureblood ancestors and amazing wizards, a man who chose to fight for the light side because he knew that the Dark Lord was a treat even for the most old and respectable wizarding families, he knew that Voldemort would enslave them all and there would be no one to stop him, he knew also that his precious redhead would be amongst the first to die. And both boys had agreed to work together and to accept her help, hoping to find a way out.

"The decision that you have made is the wisest thing you can manage right now, we have a deal then, and we'll discuss the price when he's dead. Now, go and hide, he's almost here, and remember, work together this time and trust in each other"

They only nodded and went to hide behind a large tree leaving her alone in the middle of the forest, looking quite comfortable with the whole situation.

Some steps were heard and The Dark Lord himself was standing in front of her. A gesture that was meant to be a smile was set in his horrible face, his red eyes staring intently at her, his body ready for the hunt.

"My beautiful Sarah, what a pleasure to meet you here my lady" his voice was a dangerous whisper "I thought you didn't want anything to do with me, or perhaps your dead ones convinced you?" he smirked evilly "Anyway, as you already know that you can't stop me, I assume you decided to finally serve me and give me your powers and invaluable knowledge, but I must tell you, we can talk later and maybe then you will be able to convince me of your loyalty, as right know I have some urgent business to finish"

"My Lord" she whispered softly with a very subtle anger that even Voldemort wasn't able to notice "I am here to help you with your urgent business, I know you're looking for the coward who dared to run away from your immense power, Harry Potter I mean, I already know about that prophecy and let me assure you that the boy is no match for you, but let me make things easier for you, as a proof of my regret"

At this point, Harry was ready to jump and try to strangle her with his bare hands but Malfoy held him. "Don't be stupid Potter, stay still and for once control your Gryffindor instincts of being stupidly brave, give her some time" Harry was furious "Don't you see Malfoy? Are you so bloody blind? She has betrayed us!!! She's more than willing to help Voldemort to kill us both" Harry was struggling with Draco who was doing his best to keep Harry still, and he was doing such a good job that Harry wasn't able to move. "We can always keep running if things don't work, so listen you wanna-be-hero, be quiet, as I've already told you, we have nothing to lose, so if you want to have a small chance to save your precious Ginny, let's give a try" At the mention of Ginny's name Harry stood still not without glancing at Malfoy with utter disdain. "You won't have any chance to be close to her Malfoy, not if I can help it" Draco smirked "We will see Potter, we will see".

Voldemort was smiling triumphantly at her "So Sarah, I see that finally you have come to your senses, tell me what you have to offer?, but let me assure you that it might be too late for your kind"

"Maybe for my kind my Lord is indeed very late, but not for me. I have something that can make you incredibly strong and powerful and you know that, I will gladly give you my blood so you can live eternally and rule the world as is meant to be"

Voldemort smirked, it seemed that finally he was going to get what he wanted most: Sarah's powerful and ancient blood, the blood that could make him almost immortal for as long as he kept drinking it. Once that he had it, Potter would stand no chance to defeat him.

"I accept your gift Sarah, but you must remember that once I have your blood, you will no longer rule amongst your children as you so fondly call them, they will have to serve me, your princes will be my slaves as well as you will, and you will remain by my side forever, your blood mine to share with whomever I desire. Are you still willing to do that?, to serve me for al eternity?"

"I will my Lord" the soft answer came, so full of controlled and unnoticed anger. "I will be your most loyal servant, my princes and my people will be at your disposal, they will help you to finally get rid of all the muggles, hunting them down in the most effective way, and only keeping them as cattle for our survival, they are priceless in your hands, they will be the most lethal and effective weapons faithful only to you, I've realized that is the only way they could survive, otherwise they have no chance against your power, and I want them to continue living"

"Lets do it then and prove yourself to me as one of my servants" Voldemort's voice came with an arrogant tone, if he could have paid more attention at the situation he would have noticed how illogical it was, Sarah never accepted being his servant in the past, nothing he said had convinced her to help him, not even his killings and his treats, but he was so arrogant and so full of himself that he didn't notice her triumphant smile.

"So my Lord, we will do it the proper way, I have to drain you before you can receive the blood" at Voldemort's doubtful gaze she added quickly "You know I can´t kill you by draining you, I just want to give you the full power of my blood, there's no treat for you if I drain you"

At that point Draco and Harry looked significantly at each other "I told you Potter to give her a chance, once that she drains the maniac we will come out and strike together" Harry didn't know if he should laugh or cry, instead he gave Draco a nasty look "That's pretty obvious Malfoy" he said rolling his eyes. Draco looked unaffected "Sorry Potty, but in your mind's state I just had to be sure" Draco answered smirking, he always had the last word.

Sarah approached Voldemort cautiously until they were face to face, carefully and avoiding the revulsion she felt at the mere touch of him, she held his face and turned it to a side, when it was at the desired direction she sank her teeth in his throat, the blood immediately flowing right in to her mouth. Images began flowing as well, but suddenly they were replaced by complete darkness, just darkness and the unmistakable taste of evil, the most pure evilness that made her want to drop her prey. Quickly the Dark Lord was on his knees, weak and confused, barely noticing the two figures that came from behind a tree and that were approaching them at full speed, he felt Sarah dropping him to the ground and just then an inner voice told him that something went very wrong. In front of him stood Harry Potter, the boy who was supposed to kill him and Draco Malfoy, his most faithful deatheater's son, the little traitor. Sarah took a step back and disappeared from his view as he heard a soft "Now my boys" and then an Avada Kedavra said at the same time by both boys, the last thing he saw was a green light erupting from Potter's wand and the darkness descended. There was no longer a Dark Lord living in this world.

Harry felt dizzy, Voldemort laid lifeless in the ground. Draco felt himself drained, he knew that he had used a great amount of his power in the curse, and he knew that somehow his magic had been transferred to Harry's own curse, letting them finish with the Wizarding World's worst nightmare and assuring him that Weasley's little sister was safe as far as he was concerned, he knew that she had not been hurt from battle, he knew for certain that the Weasley prat protected her with his own life if necessary, sure Weasel was that stupid and for once Draco was grateful, he knew that already Ginny Weasley had a future, even if such future was with wonder boy.

They heard footsteps approaching to their location hurriedly and suddenly Dumbledore along with Professor Snape appeared behind some bushes. It only took a moment for Dumbledore to realize what had happened: Voldemort's body laid limp at Harry's and Draco's feet, it was clear that Voldemort was finally dead, and it was clear that both boys were responsible for his downfall, but when his eyes rested in Sarah's shape his joy turned into something indescribable, a mix of relief and dread. "Harry, Draco what have you done my boys!"

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