A/N- Sorry that this has taken me so long to post. I've been on vacation. Yes, Greenleaf, I left you with an evil, evil cliffy. That's okay! Now I'm back and can post this! Okay, now, on with the chapter.


Chapter 15- The Answer

Love. That was the feeling! She felt love for that crumpled, bloodied man, a strong love. A love such that she had never felt before. This man was her mentor, her senior, her teacher…but she loved him as she would love a lover. June stood.

The black magic was gathering at her palms again, only this time, it awaited her command. She stood there for a moment, allowed the power to gather, watching the ubervamp's fist hanging in the air. Then, when she knew the time was right, she brought her hands together at their heels, forming a cup of her hands facing the ubervamps. The power was held within that cup…but not for much longer now.

The ubervamp let out a laugh as Snape tried in vain to pull himself out of the fist's way.

"No!" June screeched.

The ubervamps turned, and their wicked smiles left their faces. June could feel the power coursing through her. She knew that she must look a terrible fright. She could feel the black of the power covering her eyes, making them look like endless abysses.

She released the power. She noted the shocked look on Snape's face as she did so. He knew. He knew that she was in control. And as this knowledge passed through his features, a look of pride came upon his face. The power formed itself into a huge ball of black and purple power. The ubervamps looked surprisingly like deer caught in the headlights of a Muggle vehicle as the power met them…and incinerated them.

Instantly, June felt the power leave. She rushed to Snape's side. None of his wounds were fatal, but he had lost a lot of blood. She quickly checked his neck for bite marks and saw that there were none.

"We have to get you back to the castle," June whispered to him. "You're going to be fine."

"You…you did…did it," he muttered as June sat him up. She shushed him.

"You're going to be fine. Just stay quiet," she said.

"No! You have to stay here…to fight. Leave me here. You can come back for me."

"Nonsense, you stupid idiot. I'm taking you now."

"Are you?" came an unfamiliar voice.

June and Snape looked up. A line of about twenty ubervamps, their wands drawn, stood before him. June knew that she didn't have time to call upon the power. They were helpless.

The ubervamps knew this as well. They began to laugh. Then, suddenly, their laugher turned into screams as they became dust. June looked up.

Buffy and the Slayer Army stood behind the ubervamps.

"Hi, June," Buffy said.

"Buffy! Buffy, I thought you said that you couldn't come…that Hellmouth," June stuttered uncertainly.

"False alarm. Turns out it was a distraction to keep us away from here," Buffy said, pulling June to her feet.

"Your friend is hurt," said Kennedy, Willow's lesbian Slayer lover.

"Yes! I have to get him back to the castle for medical treatment!"

"Kennedy will do it. You have a job to do, concerning the reason you were brought to this school," Rupert Giles, Buffy's Watcher and June's guardian, said.

Kennedy nodded, lifted Snape, and took off toward the castle. June turned to Buffy.

"Harry! I have to go help Harry! Buffy, help the Wizards out with the ubervamps. They can take care of the Dark Wizards. I've got to go!" June said, turning and running toward the Forbidden Forest.

She could hear the hexes bouncing off one another. June knew that Harry and Voldemort had chosen the secluded Forest for their battle. They did not want to be interrupted. June picked up her speed as she could hear the sounds intensifying. Then, she could see the spells, all the colors one could imagine, hitting each other in the air, then disappearing.

June broke through the barrier of trees and continued toward the sounds of hexes. Finally, she could see Harry and the Dark Lord off in a clearing together. They were whirling, shouting, and dodging. If it hadn't been for the curses, it would have been a lovely dance. June made to run into the clearing but was stopped as she bounced off a wall that wasn't there. She fell to the ground. Either Harry or Voldemort had conjured an invisible wall to keep their battle from being interrupted. All she could do was lay back and pray…pray that her brother made it out of this fight alive.

I was sent her to protect him…and at the end of it all, all I can do is watch.

And watch she did. Voldemort shot the Cruciatus curse at Harry, but her brother blocked it easily. He in turn shot the same curse back at the Dark Lord. He seemed almost to laugh it off.

Voldemort shouted a curse that June had never heard of at Harry. It lifted the Boy-Who-Lived off his feet and into the air. He hit the ground hard, groaning. Voldemort let out an eerie, high-pitched laugh.

"This is your end, Harry Potter," he said, a smile stretching his horrible features.

June had to call upon every restraint she possessed to keep from crying out Harry's name. She couldn't distract him. Not now, not when he needed to have all his attention placed upon Voldemort's next move. The Dark Lord raised his wand above Harry, who seemed to look up at him in wonder.

"Good-bye, Potter," the Dark Lord hissed.

June laid her hands against the translucent wall. Harry was moving. He seemed to be held in awe at the sight of him.

"Harry…" June whispered.

And that was all it took. Harry awoke from his stasis. Voldemort shouted, "Avada Kedavra!" and Harry rolled out of the curse's reach. He then kicked out, knocking the wand from the Dark Lord's hand. He leapt to his feet instantly afterward and shouted the killing curse, his wand toward Voldemort.

The Dark Lord wasn't as quick as Harry. The curse hit, there was a flash of green light, and Voldemort crumpled to the ground. June felt the wall disappear beneath her hands. Harry had collapsed to his knees. She rushed to her brother's side.

"Harry?" she asked, wrapping her arms around him.

"It's over…he's dead…" Harry muttered.

"Yes, it's over. You did it, Harry. You fulfilled the prophecy," June whispered, trying to console her brother.

She knew what he was feeling. Even though this man…this creature that lay dead not but a foot from them was as evil as any creature could be, Harry had still taken a life. He felt like a murderer. That was exactly like June had felt after she had slain her first vampire.

"He was evil, Harry. You had to do this," she said.

He nodded. Then, his features hardening, he whispered, "Burn it. I want it totally gone."

June nodded. She pointed her wand at Voldemort's body and muttered, "Incendio."

And they sat there, brother and sister, both Slayers in their own right, and watched the villain's body burn to ash.


End Notes: Okay, if Voldemort's death scene was lame, I'm sorry. I read another fic where Harry killed Voldemort and burned him, but it was for a different reason in that fic than it is in mine. Alright, that being said, this is not the last chapter. There's one more. Then, I'm going to be focusing a lot on one of my other fics, Little Red Riding Hood. I had a really good plot bunny for it, and I want to get to that part before I forget it. Then, I'm going to get to work on the sequel to this one. Please R & R! Thanks!