"I think he must know you're back Harry," Lupin commented about two weeks after the four came back from America.

"You think so?" asked Harry. "he didn't seem to care if I was here or not last time." He sat down next to Lupin.

"That's true," said Lupin. "Which is odd. I'm surprised he didn't try to kill you when you first arrived here."

"Yes, I'm surprised too," said Harry. "I want to find him. I want him to play for what he did to me and to everyone else he has hurt."

"Everyone does," replied Lupin.

"Yes, I know," said Harry. "Too bad no one knows anything about his whereabouts."

"We'll just have to wait until he comes to us," said Lupin. Harry nodded in agreement. "I just hope it's soon. I don't like this war we seem to be having right now."

"I know what you mean," said Harry. "I don't like it either."

"Hey Harry," Hermione walked into the kitchen. "Draco, Ron and I are going to Diagon Alley."

"Why?" asked Harry.

She shrugged. "I don't know, just to look around I guess."

"Alright," he got up. "Have a good day Lupin." Harry said before leaving.

They arrived in Diagon Alley about five minutes later and looked around. Everyone was too scared to come here and clean up a little. Harry couldn't blame them. They couldn't defeat Voldemort if he showed up. Only Harry could kill him.

"I can't imagine what it looked like as it happened," commented Hermione.

"Must have been horrible," said Ron.

"Had to be," said Draco. "They don't play around those death-eaters. They'll kill you in a heartbeat if given the chance."

"I don't doubt that," said Harry.

He knew it all too well. Peter didn't pay around when he betrayed Lily and James, Bellatrix wasn't playing around when she killed Sirius, and Voldemort won't play around him and Harry battle the final battle.

"I just wish I could have been here," sighed Harry.

"But, you couldn't, so stop whining over it," said Draco.

"I can't believe it's been like this for six year," said Hermione.

"I can't believe it wasn't reported in America or anywhere else," said Ron.

"There's probably no way of getting it anywhere," said Harry.

"Hey look," said Hermione. She pointed at the biggest whitest building in all of Diagon Alley. "I didn't noticed that Gringotts hasn't been touched."

"Hagrid did say it was the safest thing in London, apart from Hogwarts of course," said Harry.

Hermione walked towards where Flourish and Blotts was. She picked up an old newspaper clipping of the loose death-eaters around. She knew who they all were of course. After being friends with Harry since she was eleven, you met a lot of people that want to kill Harry.

"Hermione," Harry whispered. Hermione dropped the paper and looked up at him. "Duck Hermione!"

Hermione fell to her stomach. A green curse flew over her. Draco started to run to her, but Harry put out his arm to stop him.

"Don't move," he ordered. With a flick of his wrists, his winds went into Flourish and Blotts He sensed his winds finding someone. In a quick movement of his hands, he winds became stronger. They forced the death-eater out into the open.

"Expell" the death-eater started to say before he saw no wands out.

"That won't work on me Lindin," Harry said as his winds wrapped around Lindin tightly, not letting him do anything.

He smirked at Ron. "Your sister was fun to kill." He laughed.

Ron ran at him. Harry stopped him with a lightning barrier. "Ron! No! You'll get yourself killed!"

"He killed my sister! I'll kill!" roared Ron. Tears started to fall from his eyes.

"Ron! Don't be stupid! We need you when Voldemort attacks," yelled Hermione.

"Besides you wouldn't be able to touch him," said Harry. "My winds are too fast." Lindin grinned. "As for you...you know too much."

"Kill him Harry!" yelled Ron.

"I have to kill him," said Harry. "I would be setting him free if I send him to Azkaban because he knows how to escape." He turned around, flicked something invisible back behind him to Lindin and walked off.

"Harry? What are you doing?" questioned Hermione.

"I don't want to witness his death," said Harry.

After he finished talking, Lindin screamed out in pain. Harry closed his eye tightly. The "invisible thing" was actually a seed of lightning that sucked itself into Lindin's blood stream. It flowed through his body. He was burned from the inside out.

"Come on, let's go home. No one must know of my powers," said Harry.

"Do you think we'd let you all go so easily?" sneered a man from the shadows.

Harry pulled out his wand. "Don't let any of them run."

"Why would we run? We are more powerful that you," said the same man.

"No, you just won't do anything to get your 'Lord' angry," said Draco.

"Of course, you know just how to make him angry don't you?" said another man.

"Yes I do, and look where I ended up. On the side that will win," smirked Draco.

"The side that will win! HA!" laughed the group of death-eaters. "We'll just see about that!" They all charged and different spells went this way and that way. Ten more death-eaters came out of the shadows. It was twelve to four; three death-eaters to each of the four.

It wasn't a very big fight. These death-eaters didn't know how to duel properly. They weren't fast enough. While Harry could shoot a spell and deflect another in a heartbeat.

By thirty minutes, all the death-eaters lay on the ground, knocked out cold with different hexes, jinxes, and curses. Harry flicked a seed of lightning at each of them and walked slowly away. It was no use to send them to Azkaban anymore. They have escaped many times before and could do it again.

"Come on, now let's go home," slowly said Harry. He didn't like killing people of any kind, but he knew he had too.

"Going home so early Harry Potter?" hissed a voice from the shadows. Voldemort stepped out of the shadows. His eyes stared at Draco and Hermione. They were hugging each other.

Harry raised his hands over his head and slammed them down to his sides. A lightning protective circle went around Draco, Hermione and Ron. Voldemort snapped his head at Harry and glared at him. Harry looked at him and smirked.

"Do you really think we went to America as a vacation?" asked Harry.

"Magic won't work against us, you know that," smirked Voldemort.

"That is where you are wrong Voldemort. Our wands can't duel because they are brothers. But...mage magic can," smirked Harry.

"Yes, but none of us are mages," said Voldemort.

"Wrong again Voldemort," said Harry. A glint of mischief was in his eyes. "I didn't do that protective circle with my wand. I have powers the Dark Lord knows not...I have mage magic. The most powerful magic in the world. More powerful that even against Dark wand magic."

"No matter, I will still kill you," said Voldemort.

"No you will not. A simple wizard can't defeat a mage. It's impossible. Sure, I'll get beat up a little, because I'm human, but in the end, I will win," said Harry. "This war is between you and me Voldemort. Let us end it."

"My pleasure," hissed Voldemort. An unexpected spell hit Harry in the chest. He flew back and landed on his feet. "A little slow are you?"

"Don't lose your footing Voldemort," Harry spread his hands apart. The earth under Voldemort cracked and he fell in the new hole.

He apparated behind Harry and hit him with a powerful spell. Harry lay on the ground. Voldemort raised his wand. "Avada Kedavra!" A lightning rob went around Harry. The spell rebounded and almost hit Voldemort.

Harry sent a strand of lightning at Voldemort after he rolled over. Then he sent a rush of heat at him. Voldemort lay on his back, not moving, but he was still alive.

"In every fiber of your being, you are truly powerful," whispered Voldemort. Harry blinked at him. That was unexpected. He stood there a second too long. Voldemort had just enough energy to mutter the killing curse. At the same time, Harry flicked a seed of lightning on Voldemort.

The green spell hit Harry. He yelled out and flew back. He hit the ground with a loud thud. His protection around Ron, Hermione, and Draco disappeared. Harry lay unmoving on the ground. Hermione, Ron, and Draco ran up to him. This couldn't happen. Harry was supposed to live, Hermione and Ron cried on Harry. Draco hugged Hermione and whispered comforting words in her ear.

"In every fiber of your being, you are truly powerful," barely whispered Harry. He repeated what Voldemort had said to him.

"Harry!" cried Hermione. "You're alive! But the curse, it hit you in the chest."

"That spell...I'm not...affected by it," whispered Harry. "But...it does hurt a lot...I thought... I was dead too."

"Thank God you aren't mate," said Ron

Just then a bunch of Aurors and Ministry people popped in everywhere. They saw Voldemort's dead body, then Harry and his friends. Ron and Draco put each of Harry's arms around their shoulders and an arm around his waist to keep him steady.

A reporter ran up to them and wanted an interview. Hermione stepped between him and Harry. "Not today. Come on guys. Let's bring him back to the headquarters.

They walked through the crowd. Everyone stepped to the left of right and bowed to the four. They each gulped and continued walking. Soon, everyone came out of their houses and bowed. They smiled weakly and walked off, without saying anything to anyone.

A/N: here it is! the final chapter! I hope everyone likes it! better ending than any of my other stories. Another story should be up soon, so no worries...yeah right...lol jk...