A.N. I could sit here and torture you all by having this absurdly long authors note, but for all your sakes I think I'll just get to the story :grins: And if anyone's wondering I wrote this chapter to "Lose Yourself" by Eminem, which I do not own either, just used the inspiration it caused. One more thing, I'm going to be bouncing between POV's alot so bear with me, there are alot of perspectives for this to be seen from, and alota sub plots, please forgive the bounciness and if it is too much yell at me and I should figure it out. Hey, look, I had an absurdly long author's note :evil grin:... Oooook, now that everyone thinks I'm an idiot, onto the story.

Disclaimer: It's not mine.

'Hermione'

I heard the faint yell from outside. My senses were already on high alert so I immediately whirled around, that's when I saw him.

If it hadn't been for the faint red glow, his slim shoulders and dark black hair so disturbingly like Harry's draped down his shoulders. I wouldn't have been able to see the feral grin that spread across his almost non-existent lips and what was presumed to be a mouth.

"HARRY!" I yelled, drawing my wand.

The air seemed to crackle in the moment. Magic split the air, drawing an invisible line between my best friend and his predestined fate. Harry narrowed his eyes as a green tilt began to envelope the room. Ron grabbed my wrist and tried to move me out of the way. I wouldn't move. I won't.

Harry was diving for me trying to wrench my feet from their spot on the ground. No Harry, I won't let you die, not tonight and not when I could prevent it.

I barely heard the curse, it was more of a hiss than a curse, but it was there none the less.

"HERMIONE MOVE!" Ron screamed.

'Harry'

I felt my heart disappear as she didn't move. No my mind screamed, not one more person would die for me. She lifted her arms, throwing all the magical power I had ever seen her demonstrate into one single spell.

"PROTEGO!"

Was she insane! Avada Kedavra could not be blocked by such a simple spell! Where had all her sense gone? However, to my great surprise and relief the green light collided with the blue shield Hermione had erected around her and me. It sent her skittering back a few feet...

But it held.

The green spell dissipated, its strength spent. I had the strangest inkling it was because Voldemort was too astounded to concentrate on the task at hand. Hermione dropped the shield as she dropped to her knees. Something definitely wasn't right. Hermione was shaking and struggling to breathe and why had she hit her knees? I turned to Voldemort with a steeled determination praying it was simple exhaustion from doing something that was considered impossible.

With a glance into the endless red eyes and the smirk that distorted the face of Tom Riddle I lifted my wand to the ready.

'Ginny'

What could be taking so bloody long? My thoughts were loaded with venom. I was running out of time. My heart was pounding and moments before I had felt a surge of adrenaline. Something was happening, it was ending.

Luna glided around the corner.

"Come on," I hissed grabbing her arm and tearing towards the Great Hall.

"What is happening?" she asked me calmly.

There were sometimes that Luna was the most infuriating person on the planet. She addressed a life or death battle with the intimacy of someone asking the weather. I could just reach over and slap her. I took a deep breath, I needed to calm down. Luna hadn't done anything wrong. While still dragging her behind me I explained our situation.

Luna listened calmly, putting off an air of confidence and superiority. She nodded every now and then her continual serenity was beginning to rub my temper the wrong way again.

It was when I finally looked into her eyes I knew she understood our position.

With a grim smile she pulled her wand and nodded at me, "Lead the way."

"Hey," a voice called.

I turned to look and caught sight of platinum hair that was jogging towards us. My wand was up and ready within moments. As the figure got closer I noticed that it was Draco, rather than his father. Luna took notice that my wand never fell from its position. I glared at him for all I was worth.

"Spare me the theatrics and lead the way, before I change my mind about helping you," he said hand on his hip, gesturing towards the direction Luna and I had been heading in.

'Ron'

It was like the calm before the storm really, after Hermione put that spell up. Harry and Voldemort just stared at each other, I almost felt like there was a conversation going on that only those two could hear. The truly scary thought was I wasn't too sure if I was all that far from the truth.

I looked towards the door; I needed to get Hermione out. She was struggling, almost like she could barely breathe. I was trying to figure out a solution that saved Hermione and didn't turn me into ashes in the process when I saw the doorknob turn.

Two possibilities immediately flew to mind. They were either friend or foe. I looked back at Harry and then Hermione, they could use that help. I lunged towards the door; I knew my bulk alone would bust it open; all I had to do was throw myself at it. I did just that. I hit the ground hard, my wand at the ready pointing at the person that had been on the other side of the now non-existent door.

Sirius grabbed my hand and pulled me to my feet and Lupin had already gone inside.

Harry and Voldemort were circling in the middle of the room.

'Remus'

I had heard the footsteps and backed away from the door. The knowledge that it was going to be swung open at any moment and I was in its path was not in the least bit appealing. So rather than be missing my front teeth I opted to back up and one can imagine my surprise as Ron nearly landed in my lap. It was rather fitting that Ron would take the direct and physical approach. Instead of using alohomora or some other practical use he had thrown himself through it.

I rushed inside, leaving Sirius to help the red head up.

My immediate attention was focused on the two darker figures that seemed glued to themselves.

There were very few things that Harry and Voldemort did not share in common. They were both very dark, their hair and skin tones. It was strange that I did not see the Tom Riddle in this present moment; I could only see the Tom Riddle that I had managed to glimpse while taking a peek around Dumbledore's office. Had one seen Harry before his fifth year and contrasted him with Voldemort I wouldn't have been able to see a difference at all. They were brooding, intelligent, and moody. They both had had unhappy childhoods. They both were ruled by their emotions. I usually thought about a situation before I went barreling in, Voldemort and Harry lacked that finesse.

There was only one difference that set them completely and unquestionably apart. Harry knew how to love.

Harry was here for Ginny, for Sirius, Ron, Hermione, Dumbledore, McGonagall, Snape, Celine, and everyone except for himself. Harry fought for others and their hopes and dreams.

Voldemort had come for his own reasons.

Harry was a force of gravity which pulled all others to him by the strength anyone could feel simply radiating from the boy, no, man.

Voldemort only felt of fear and anger, forcing people to come to him and bend to his will.

"Foolish boy," Voldemort hissed.

Harry simply narrowed his eyes and readjusted his grip on his wand.

"You will die this night, Harry Potter," Voldemort said.

Harry smiled, "No. Because even if you kill me, I will never die and I will never give up until you are dead in body and spirit."

In that moment the green of Harry's eyes shone through with more vibrant emotions than I had ever seen in any human.

"Remus," Sirius called.

I turned to my companion as the color drained from my face. The Death Eaters were rushing towards us, and we were trapped in a bar. It was like a sea of black masks and cloaks flooding the streets of Hogsmeade and only Sirius, Ron, and I stood in between them and their master.

That's when I felt her presence at my side.

I turned to see her looking at me, all the love I could ever hope for shining in those eyes. Her movements were clumsy and uncoordinated; I could only assume it had something to do with the potion. She smiled at me and raised her head to my lips. I kissed her, holding onto her as if she were a life line.

It was the only kiss that I had ever shared with her that tasted like good bye.

'Hermione'

I put my feet under me. My legs had collapsed earlier but an advantage that I had quickly figured out was I lost the feeling in them. I could force myself to walk. It took a few moments to figure out how to walk with no feelings to guide me, without the feel of something beneath my feet.

For a moment I simply watched him.

The grace of his movements was as present now as they had been when I first met him. Strong, stoic Remus. Forgive me.

With a Slytherin intention in my mind I kissed him with fervor, slipping my hand into his pockets hoping praying that maybe he had kept it, maybe the vial would still be there.

My hands wrapped around the glass container as tears flooded my eyes. I broke our kiss as he held onto me protectively, completely unaware of what I planned to do. Any Death Eater that came near me tonight would die a very painful death.

As he stepped away from me and pulled his wand to face the onslaught of black cloaks, he didn't see me pull the cork off the vial and down the rest of the potion Ginny had taken from my room. He did turn around when he heard me drop the bottle in pain as the glass shattered on the ground.

His grey eyes stung with tears as he stared at me, betrayal etched into his every feature.

"Hermione, no!" Sirius cried, his eyes locked on mine.

But I couldn't look away from you.

I smiled gently at you, before the pain forced me face into a grimace as I hit my knees the changes already beginning to take place.

'Ginny'

Draco, Luna and I found Neville once we emerged from the Whomping Willow passage. He had been waiting for us. I gave him a questioning look, "Do you know anything?"

Neville shrugged and went to the door which to my surprise was already open. The dust on the ground had been disturbed, so someone had to have been here earlier in the night. Sirius was not completely off his rocker.

I looked towards the door that Draco had already stridden to and I could barely make out what was going on. Without a second thought I ran out of the safety of the shack and sprinted towards the bright lights of spells being cast, knowing that the others were behind me.

As I got closer I could make out Ron, Lupin, Sirius, and what I presumed to be Hermione fighting off the Death Eaters outside. Hermione seemed to be back in full werewolf form. A second glance around and lights from inside Hog's Head caught my attention. Green, red and blue lights and amongst all those lights I saw a glimpse of your face and then a glimpse of someone I had not seen in over five years. Tom Riddle.

What should have stopped me dead in my tracks and sent me running back to Hogwarts only made me run faster, ignoring the branches and twigs catching my face and dress. I had to get to you.

Draco sped ahead of me, damn his long legs and jumped in the fight with Ron, as did the others. I ran into the bar and up the stairs. I followed the lights all the way up the stairs and into a room on the upper floors.

Harry.

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