Chapter 18

They stepped out of the hidden chamber, and run quickly out of the maze, back into the school. "Where do you think the Death Eaters went?" Ron asked, as the looked down the hallways. There was no sound of any students. The school had no sound of a teenager, that lead to the sound of icy.

Mike lead them back to the gym, "There was just a party there, right? So left over food, and enough space to develop a plan."

"What do you have in mind?" Minnie asked.

"I got nothing. But come on."

They were amazed that the school was left unharmed, it would have been the first thing in target, wouldn't Voldemart attack here first?

"Okay," Mike said. "We can't stay in here long. Just enough to know what the hell we're going to do when we find You-Know-Who. It can't be too long. By tomorrow morning he could already have the world at his command. Malfoy what time is it?"

"It's already 1:00 a.m."

"Can we be out of here by three?"

Mike bit his tongue at the look of his only army as they looked unconfertable at the thought of having to go out and fight Voldemart so late.

"Ready?" Mike pushed open the doors of the gym. He gave a glance inside in more awe to see that everyone from the dance was still there, and in the middle of the floor was Voldemart himself.

"Now come!" Voldemart said to them, "I can solve all of your problems. Nothing will be as it once was. All you have to do is help me with one tiny little thing, then you will be free to live as you want!"

Mike slammed the door shut, "He's trying to make them join him in taking over!" he told them.

"How do you know?" Lauren asked.

"Wouldn't you, I've been hearing a lot around the misery and the Death Eater meetings-"

"The WHAT meetings?" Malfoy raised with anger.

"Dude chill, I was a spy on them before I came here. I can't believe that he even bothered to look in such a dull town. But with Alivera and all, it must have been the first place to inspect. Now he wants them to join him and become his army."

"Any more bright bits of ideas?" Malfoy asked.

"Run in there and kill him?" Mike suggested.

"Is that all you got?" Malfoy doubted.

"Unless you have a better plan that will stop him from getting an army of 2100 teenagers who all they would have to do is sit on me to kill me that would work in less then five minutes, no."

Malfoy shut up.

"Look, guys?" Mike said to the group, "No matter what happens don't come back inside for me. This is something that I have to do by myself, but you all helped me a lot, and not just tonight. I mean over the year."

They all knotted not really sure how well they could keep there promises.

Mike crouched to the floor. He was never going to be ready to do this, but it was know or never. He was about to open the door, when he stopped and turned to Minnie.

"Min?"

"Yea?"

"Incase I die-"

"Don't say something like that! You'll win. The battles will end after tonight."

"I know, but I'm saying incase I do die," Minnie's eyes started to water as once again she tried to fight back tears, "I just want you to know that I really do love you. And that whole thing when I first moved here, well, I wasn't about to go and tell Jack that I like you, was I? I've always liked you."

Minnie thought back to when she did first meet Mike. That whole month seemed to be a blur. She herself did like him right form the start, and she stupidly told some people who kept asking Mike if he felt the same way. But why would a new comer answer questions of his love life to strangers? She tried to block that experience from her mind, with the time in Health Class were a lady came in with a giant rubber penise.

"I love you too." She whispered, and he went over to give her one last kiss, right on the lips, and made it as long as he could, not knowing if he'll ever have the chance to do it again.

"Thanks for saving me before," he said to her as they broke away, then clicked open the door, and snuck inside.

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He darted in as fast as he could, hoping that all of his peers were in too much of a trance to hear him. They were.

Mike still had no idea what he was going to do. He had his wand ready, but he was sure that Avada Kadva wouldn't work on Voldemart as it did to so many others. Voldemart wasn't human.

He crawled under one of the many tables that once held refreshments for the dance.

He waited under there a minute, just to catch his breath, it was dark, but wait; was he alone? He could feel the presents of another person there. He put his hand out, "What the fu-?"

"Mike?"

"Lance!"

"Mike, dude what are you doing here?"

"I should be asking you that!" Mike saw it was best to play dumb, like Emmi does in History, "What is going on out there?"

"That? Dude, it was so weird. After me and Ivy watched the fight, we went over around here, and started making out and then I looked away for one second and she was gone. I went to tell Emmi to help me look for her, but I haven't seen her or Emmi the whole night."

A pling of guilt fell into Mike.

"Then I heard someone come running into the gym saying that there was a dead girl on the floor in the halls. I ran out there and saw it was Ivy. And I've been under the table ever since, just thinking and shit. Stupid I know, but I could leave just yet."

"She wasn't as good as a person as you think," Mike said, trying to help him get over Ivy.

"Yea, I know. When we were kissing and stuff, I felt nothing, but I wanted to much to help her. She had a tough life. Did you know she was suicidal?"

"That's probably how she died then."

"Yea, someone called the cops, and that's what they say too."

Mike held in a sigh of relief.

"Lance, you'll find someone better,"

" I know I will. Damn. I can't believe I was so stupid."

"Hey, it happens."

Lance gave a hollow laugh, "I guess it does. So what are you doing hiding here?"

"Me? Well, I don't know really," he said honestly.

"Cool."

They sat in silence for a while. Mike could hear Voldemart convincing the teens to join him, and Mike questioned why he didn't just put them under the Unforgivable Curse. Because it would be easier to convince them.

Lance started a conversion about the school's sacurarty and how it sucked.

"It's so upsetting that a lot of what's been happening tonight could have been prevented. It's not like they don't have a shot gun in the janitor's closet."

Mike who was starting to slouch over, sat strait up, "What?"

"Yea, in the closet, the one in the C-hall"

How ironic, thought Mike.

"It's for incase you know there is a masked terrorist or something in the school."

"Really?" said Mike, trying no to sound to interested.

"Yea."

Mike had to change the subject for a few minutes before saying he was going to try and go out and face the rest of the school. He finally had an idea.

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Mike couldn't believe what he was doing. So much has happened so fast, in one night. No one could have prepared him for this, that was all that he could tell anyone. What am I doing? I'll tell you what I'm doing. I'm holding a crappy shot-gun, in my hands right now, and I'm going to bust into the gym, AGAIN, and try to kill Voldemart. That's what I'm doing. When did I become like this? I was never such a murderous person. Wasn't it me who cried just two night ago when I took Minnie to see Beauty and the Beast in the local threater? And how about when my pet hamster died? I don't think I fully gotten over that experience. But first I Avada Kadva-ed Alivera, and know I'm about to shoot a crazy dark lorded wizard! This can't be normal! The strange part is I feel no sympathy towards any of this. I feel like I have to do it. Am I right? But why does it have to be me? I hate my parents for doing this. They're dead and they still haunt me, ass-holes. They rouninted my life. I bet it was all just a plot against me. Yea, that's it. Make my life a living hell, why not!

Mike played with the gun in his hand, it was the first time he held one since his Aunt taught him how to shoot back in Virginia. He wasn't a good shot, even then, and he was worried, since there was only on bullet in the gun, and he saw none others in the closet. He didn't want to pass the others, he couldn't dare explain to them what was going on in his head.

He looked at it. The smooth shinny black, up against the fancy triggers and ruff edges. It made him shiver, as so many other things have. He had to do this, but he couldn't help but wonder what Tom Riddle must have been threw in order to become like this. I can't think about that, I'll chicken out. Everyone is relying on me. Dumbledore, where-ever he is, Snape, ditto for him. Minnie as well. I want her to think I died trying, even if I fail. He opened the door

"THEN FOLLOW ME!" Voldemart cried.

Its now, or never. Mike thought, he opened the door to the gym, and walked in, just before he spoke his saw Lance's face in the crowd.

"VOLDEMART!" Mike shouted

"What!" he turned his head. The walk way to each of them seemed long, and hard to walk. "YOU AGAIN! DIDN'T I KILL YOU?"

"You forgot about the counter curse. The Fairy Tale one." Mike started walking, holding the gun behind his hand, doubting why he shouldn't just get it over with right now. No he had to play it as thought he didn't know what he was doing, like he was an ignorant boy looking for trouble.

"Oh, I suppose I have. Oh well. I'll just kill you myself, no more mistakes." Voldemart held out his wand, that seemed to be permintly attached to his fingers, "AVADA-"

Mike's mind was screaming NOW! NOW!

Mike pulled the trigger and targeted it strait towards Voldemart. A roll of thunder came into the room, and everyone ducked. He couldn't believe it; he really did shoot the Dark Lord. Right where his heart should be.

At first he feel to his knees, then let out a struggle of pain. No one moved. Was everyone else blind as to what just happened?

"I will have my revenge!" Voldemart gasped shaking. And he dropped dead.

Mike couldn't view as what happened. He just defeated the Dark Lord. He just defeated the Dark Lord with a muggle invention! No one said anything, no one moved. Voldemart's body shot out bright lights, and had a black smoke raise out of him. He dissolved into the air. Gone, forever.

The room of people finally did catch on as to what was happening. They started to surround him. All of the already Death Eaters were only a foot away, followed by Voldie's new found crowd.

They are going to kill me because I just killed their master. I'm going to die.

"EVENDO MEOBLIA!" Mike heard a chorus of people say. Instantly all of the three thousand people were on the floor, sleeping?

Mike looked around, trying to find the answer to the chorus of voices, "What the…?"

He saw Minnie, Emmi, Lauren, Ron, Draco and Lance. "I told you guys not to follow me!"

Minnie stepped forward, "We didn't. Lance came out and told us that you had the interest in guns, and well…"

"I told them about it and they told me to have my wand ready." Lance said.

"You have a wand too?" Mike was dumbfounded.

"It's this a wizarding school? I came from a wiarding family, I had this baby since I was ten years old. I just didn't know you were really from the Order."

"Oh."

Emmi went up and hugged Mike, "We always have your back. You shouldn't even have to tell us anymore. We just know by now."

"Am I a villain now?"

"I forgot Mr. Sensitive…" Ron joked.

"It's not funny, I really should be locked up in Azcaban for what I did tonight!" Mike was really upset about all of this.

"No, you're a good person. Just like Draco. You both did what you had to do. If you didn't kill them tonight, do you think they would have become better? Would they have gotton up the next morning and said, 'Wow! Lets be good today! Lets erase the past and start over clean!'?"

"No."

"Then you have nothing to worry about."

"No one is going to tell. It had to have been done. You fought the battle, and you won!"

He looked around the room, all of the people but them were on the floor.

"They are sleeping right?" Mike asked, raising his eyebrows.

"Yep. And when they wake up, they'll remember nothing of what happened tonight. To them, the dance was canceled due to lack of interest in the student body."

"Then they missed a good party." Lauren said scarcity.

They murmured in agreement.

"How long is the spell on?" Mike asked, trying to walk, and not step on anyone.

"A good three hours."

He worked his way to the DJ stand, and picked threw some of the CD's.

"Weasley, what do you think?"

"Play me some heart throbbing pain. And crank it up."

Mike flicked threw the CD's and couldn't find one good enough.

Minnie jokingly said, "Just put on 'Pieces of Me' and get over it."

She didn't expect them to take her seriously, but he found the Ashlee and hit play, blasting the music and stepping out to the hall so that way they wouldn't trip over any one.

They reached the hallways, and noticed a calmer feeling to them, as though something had been lifted off there shoulders. It was a feeling neither of them had felt since that October. The couples paired off,( Draco and Lauren, Ron and Emmi, Minnie and Mike, and shyly, Lance asked Hermione, to join him) and danced with their arms around each other to the annoying lyrics that whether they wanted to or not, have known only a month before some even knew that magic was real.

A/n: a Mary-Sue like ending. :tear, tear: lolx