Chapter 46-

AN- Howdy!! How is everyone doing?? Well, here is your next chapter…enjoy…

Last time

"Good, now that everyone is here," Voldemort began, giving Crabbe a dark look. "we can being the ceremony. Who would like to go first?" he asked the six seventh years.

Theodore Nott automatically stood up. "It would be my honor to receive the mark first among my friends." he said before taking a bow that would out a house elf to shame.

"Thank you, Nott. Let us get started then…"

Voldemort waved his arms and the tables, chairs, and food all disappeared. 'Wow, he is good at wandless magic.' Hermione thought as she watched the Death Eaters shuffle around the room. 'I read that very few people are good at it. Most people can only do minor things without a wand. This can't be a good thing. I wish Dumbledore or Harry were here. They are the only people that I know that can do wandless magic.'

Suddenly everyone stopped moving and Hermione saw that all of the old Death eaters were in a circle around Draco, herself, Vincent Crabbe, Gregory Goyle, Theodore Nott, and Pansy Parkinson. When she saw Goyle and Pansy, she automatically figured that it was Ron and Ginny, but who were the other two? Was Harry one of them, and if so who is the other one? What if they are the real Crabbe and Nott? These questions ran through her head over and over until Voldemort's voice drew her back to what was happening.

"Let the Ceremony begin!" Voldemort said as he took out his wand and pointed it at Theodore Nott's arm. He opened his mouth to say something when he heard a huge explosion. Everyone in the room froze. They stood still for a moment before there was another explosion. Voldemort yelled, "Attack!" before turning to face his Death Eaters. "Go, NOW! Don't let them enter the Manor!" he directed. The Death Eaters immediately decapitated to go fight.

Once they were all gone, Voldemort laughed to himself, not knowing that anyone had stayed behind. "There is no way we will lose."

"Don't get to cocky." Vincent Crabbe said from behind him.

Voldemort spun around to see six teenagers with wand pointed at him. "What is going on? How did you get your wands?" Voldemort asked Draco and Hermione.

"Wormtail gave them to us. You told him to give us whatever we asked for." Draco said with a smirk.

"WORMTAIL!!!!" Voldemort yelled and was about to say more when he noticed Pansy's hair slowly turning red. The same thing was happening to Goyle Jr. He blinked his eyes a few times and when he finally opened them the four Slytherins were no longer standing in front of him. In their place was Harry Potter, Ron and Ginny Weasley, and Albus Dumbledore. "NOOOOO!!!" he yelled.

"Sucks when someone uses the Polyjuice Potion against you, doesn't it." Harry asked with a smirk that greatly resembled Draco's.

Voldemort had nowhere to go, but he tried for his wand anyway. Unfortunately for him, Harry was to quick. "Expelliarmus!" he yelled and Voldemort's wand flew out of his hand. "Accio Wand!" he yelled again and the wand flew into his hand.

Suddenly Dumbledore yelled, "Nullus Demigro!" and a red light came out of the end of his wand hitting Voldemort square in the chest. Everyone waited for something to happen, and when nothing did Hermione said, "What was that spell supposed to do?"

"Yes do tell dear Dumbledore." Voldemort said, his voice dripping with sarcasm.

Dumbledore, however looked quite pleased with himself. "Just a little something that I have been working on." he said with a grin.

"Can we finish this. There is a war going on and I have a life that I would like to get back to." Ginny said.

"Of coarse, Miss. Weasley. Harry, you know what to do?" Voldemort said in a light, humor filled voice.

"Yeah, I think so." Harry said, eyes never leaving Voldemort's face.

"Oh please. Like I am just going to stand here and let you kill me. I don't think so."

"Good. That would be boring." Harry said nodding at Dumbledore.

Dumbledore smiled and directed the others to make a small circle around Harry and Voldemort.

When they did so, Harry held out Voldemort's wand to him and said, "Ready to die?"

Voldemort stared at the wand for a few minutes before taking it. Both boys immediately aimed their wands at each, no pleasantries between enemies today. They both began pacing around the circle waiting for the other to make the first move. "You stupid boy! You should have killed me when you had the chance." Voldemort said before taking a deep breath and yelling, "Frango Vasto!"

Harry was ready for him and when he said the first syllable Harry yelled, "Protego!" Voldemort's spell hit Harry's shield and bounced off. Voldemort ducked under it and it hit the wall behind him, causing it to crumble to the ground. Harry wasted no time and yelled, "Impedimenta!"

A flash of light zoomed towards Voldemort, he dove to the right, barely avoiding Harry's spell. Unfortunately, Hermione was standing directly behind him at the time and the spell hit her directly in the chest. She flew backwards and hit the wall. An audible crack was heard by the group. Draco immediately ran to her side, cradling her.

"Imperio!" Voldemort yelled as he righted himself, paying no attention to his fallen daughter.

Harry tried to duck the spell, but in his shock of hitting Hermione, he couldn't. It hit him right in the middle of his chest.

Voldemort smirked. "Come here!" he demanded Harry.

Harry took a involuntary step forward, but stopped himself.

Ginny and Ron took a step forward to help Harry, but Dumbledore stopped them. "He has to do this on his own." he said. They both reluctantly nodded and resumed their place in line.

Voldemort noticed Harry's hesitation. "I said, COME HERE!!" he hissed through gritted teeth.

Harry slowly began to shake his head.

"COME HERE!!!!!!!!!" Voldemort yelled.

"NO!!!!" Harry yelled back, throwing the curse off of his like it was a piece of trash. "Reducto!"

Voldemort, shocked that Harry had been able to get out of his curse, didn't react fast enough to move out of the way and was hit right it the chest. He was blown backwards with incredible force and slammed into a wall. "Petrificus Totalus!" he yelled at the fallen man. He went rigid, arms and legs snapping together. Harry then did a full body bind just in case. "What do I do now, professor?" Harry asked.

"You have to finish him." he said in a low, sad voice.

"But, I can't use an unforgivable…can I?" Harry asked, eyes never leaving Voldemort.

"I think that in this case, it will be necessary." Dumbledore answered.

"Can I do it on my own? I thought that it took a very advanced wizard to perform an unforgivable." he said in an attempt to put off the inevitable.

"You, Harry, are a very advanced and powerful wizard. Now, finish this."

Harry nodded and raised his wand. "Goodbye Voldemort." Harry said, pointing his wand at the mans chest. "This is for all of the people that died because of you! Avada Kedavra!!" he yelled the last, and a green light shot from the end of his wand. The light connected with Voldemort's chest, killing him instantly.

When the light faded, Harry ran to Hermione. "Hermione? Oh, god. I am soo sorry. I…oh Hermione. Please wake up!" he begged, tears running down his cheeks.

"Here, Mr. Malfoy. This portkey will take you to the Hospital Wing. Madame Pomfrey will know what to do." he said, handing Draco a piece of trash. Draco nodded and a second later he was gone. "Now, we need to go end this war." Dumbledore said to Harry, Ron, and Ginny. "Everyone take a handful of these," he handed them a handful each of small copper coins. "Give one to anyone from the Order who is injured. They will be transported directly to St. Mungos. Hand these," he gave them red coins. "to every Death Eater you see. They will be taken straight to Azkaban. Understand?" he asked and they all nodded.

"Let's go kick some Death Eater butt!" Ginny said as they all raced towards the doors.

Once outside, they began stunning Death Eaters right and left. They would stun then give them a coin, stun then give then a coin, stun-coin, stun-coin…This continued for a little while, but when word spread that Voldemort was dead, the war started to come to an end and Death Eaters tried to get away. A few succeeded, but most are now safe in Azkaban.

Finally, only Order members were standing…The war was over…

"Come on, Hermione. Wake up! Don't leave me! Not now!!" Draco pleaded with Hermione as she lay in a coma on a hospital bed. Madame Pomfrey had out Hermione on life support, but said that there was nothing else that she could do. If Hermione didn't wake on her own, she would die…

"Mr. Malfoy, go get some rest. There is nothing else that can be done tonight." the nurse said. "If anything changes, I will notify you immediately."

Draco's expression grew angry. 'NO! That's not good enough! I won't let him win!' Draco thought. Then something hit him. 'Lucius! What about father. He will never let me and Hermione be together.' he thought. 'I have to make sure…' with that last thought, he shot up and walked straight to the fire place, grabbed some floo powder, and stepped in. Before Maadame Pomfrey sould stop him, he yelled, "Malfoy Manor!" and was gone in a flash of green fire.

Draco landed in the living room fireplace of Malfoy Manor. He went to the window and looked out. When he saw noone but Order members, he wondered where Lucius was hiding. He knew that his father wasn't dead, no, he would be hiding like the chicken that he always was. He was trying to figure out where his father was when he heard footsteps coming his way. He ducked behind a tapestry and saw three people he never expected to see again. Erik, Gary, and David from the cruise. He jumped out from his hiding spot, wand pointing at the three boys. "What the hell are you doing here?" he yelled.

"Well, well, well. If it isn't the pansy boy from the boat." Erik said, causing his cronies to laugh. "We got a personal invite." he continued, pulling up his robe sleeve. Draco looked at the boys arm and saw the Dark Mark.

"Wait, you guys are wizards?"

"Duh."

"Why were you acting like muggles on the cruise?"

"We were on a mission to spy on your little girly."

"If you were just supposed to spy on her, then why the hell did you try to rape her?!" Draco asked, barely containing his anger.

"That was just a perk." Erik said with a smirk.

"I'm going to kill you!!" Draco yelled, preparing to lunge at the boy.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you." he said, drawling his wand. "So, where's the party?"

"The party is over you idiot." Draco said, rolling his eyes and trying not to pounce on the boy.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean that you Lord is dead and that the Dark side had been defeated." he said in a mocking voice.

Erik stood there in confused silence and Draco took that as an opportunity to stun then all and put them in full body binds. Then, Draco ran up the stairs to find his dear father. 'Come out, come out wherever you are.' he thought as he poked his head in different rooms trying to find his father. Then it came to him, "The Owl Tower." he said before taking off, full speed towards the tower.

When he was a flight away, he slowed and crept up the remaining steps. The door was open, so he peeked his head in and sure enough, Lucius Malfoy was staring out the window. Draco entered the room, wand raised. Suddenly, Lucius spun around and faced his son. "Draco? What are you doing? Don't point your wand at me!" he said in a nonchalant voice as if he saw no threat.

"I HATE YOU!" Draco began yelling irrationally. "If it wasn't for you, mom would still be alive, Hermione wouldn't be dying, AND Hermione and I might've been able to get married and live happily ever after!!!! You ruined everything and now I am getting revenge! Ready to die?"

"You can't kill me, I am your father." Lucius said confidently.

"That didn't stop you from killing mom, did it?"

"Put your wand down! You are just as worthless as she was!!"

"No, that is where you are wrong! I am not worthless, mom wasn't worthless…YOU are the only worthless thing around here!" Draco yelled before saying the last two words he would ever say to his father. "AVADA KEDAVRA!!!" A shocked look crossed Lucius' face as a the green light from Draco's wand hit him directly in the chest, killing him instantly. "Have a good time in hell with your 'Lord'." Draco mocked before leaving his father, dead and alone.

Soon, he was back in the hospital wing at Hogwarts. He ran to Hermione and saw that there was no change. She was still lying on the bed, lifeless.

"Please, Hermione. Come back to me! I need you!" he pleaded, taking her hand and placing a gentle kiss on each of her knuckles.