Chapter 4 – Voldemorts Demise

"Did you get them?" asked a low raspy voice. The voice originated from an old man sitting close to a fire in the old dark room. There was a curled up snake lying next to him on the hearth of the fire.

"Y-Yes My L-L-Lord." Whimpered a plump old balding man. His front teeth looked like those of rats, and he twittered like one.

"Peter…" Hissed the old man in the chair.

"Y-Yes M-My Lord?" Peter almost asked.

"Why must you whimper so, why must you be scared." Voldemort hissed.

"I-I don't kn-know My Lord." Peter said trying to sound as brave as he could.

"Well we'll have to fix that. So, did you find anything…" He leaned over to stroke the snake. "…useful?"

"Yes, very useful indeed. That Weasel boy fell for it. Spilled everything, it is tonight my Lord." Peter said happy that the attention was off of him.

"Good, we shall send the Death Eaters. Come here, Peter." Voldemort said speaking slowly and raspier then ever.

Peter flinched and the sound of his name. He also flinched because he knew what was going to happen. Yet he slowly made his way towards his master.

Voldemort reached out his hand and touched the tattoo on Peters arm. It sent a searing pain through his body. This was it, the signal that made every Death Eater drop what they were doing and coming running to there Master.

After Voldemort sent his signal Peter fell to the ground. "Th-that h-h-hurts more e-each t-t-t-time." Peter whispered. Voldemort let out a horrific laugh. Then he started to talk in that slow raspy whisper. "No you're just getting weaker, Peter. You see when you gave me your hand it was part of my plan. You're a fool thinking I would need you any longer. I've drained all you powers, your energy."

Peter let out a horrific whimper. "No, master, no. I've b-b-been loyal." He was now crawling towards Voldemort on his knees. He was in front of Voldemort, his bottom extremely close to the fire. "I've been there for yo…" Peter couldn't finish his sentence… "AVADA KEDAVRA!" Peter fell to the ground. There was no life left in him.

Nagini slithered past Peter's lifeless body. "Hihasssinmo heenimooosssiiila."

"Thank you Nagini." Voldemort said to his pet. "Send them in." He, like Harry Potter could speak parcel tongue. Nagini slithered out of the room. Voldemort looked at Peters lifeless body, flicked his wand, and Peter had turned into an extremely large bone. He then flicked his wand again and the bone disappeared. He favored doing it in this way, like a couple of years ago with Crouch.

Nagini slithered her way back into the room and curled up next to her master again. Men in black hooded cloaks walked into the room.

"It happens tonight, take this, and go there." Voldemort said while handing the closest Death Eater a letter. On the envelope was really sloppy handwriting, like that of a school boy.

"Yes master," said the Death Eater.

"Bring him to me alive, kill the rest."

The Death Eater let out harsh laughter. "As always."

"You know what happens when you come back empty handed."

They nodded slightly, and then left the old creaky, rocky house that was said to be haunted.

Harry turned around to see, Tonks, Lupin, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, Ron, and Hermione.

"What is going o…" Harry couldn't finish his sentence because just then a searing pain shot through his head, then a picture of a lifeless body flashed in his head. He recognized who the person was.

Harry fell to the ground. His head hurt worse then ever. He knew Voldemort was getting stronger, he could feel it every time he had flashes.

"HARRY!" Everyone yelled his name as he fell towards the ground. They saw him clutch his head, they knew it wasn't a good sign.

"Harry…" Mr. Weasley started to say. "…What was it, what did you see?" He asked cautiously.

"It was Peter…" Harry said barley in a whisper.

"…Pettigrew?" Ron said finishing Harry's sentence. Harry nodded.

Mr. and Mrs. Weasley exchanged worried looks, they knew this could mean only one thing. Harry could still see what Voldemort was thinking, doing.

"What happened Harry? Do remember?" Lupin said kneeling next to Harry reaching into his pocket. He pulled out a lump of chocolate and handed it to Harry.

"Peter was lying on the ground…dead…" Harry said still in a whisper. He gazed off as if he was mad. Once again everyone exchanged worried glances. If this was true Peter did something to upset his master.

"Do you remember anything else?" Lupin asked not taking his eye's off of Harry. Harry slowly shook his head while taking a small bite of the chocolate that he had handed him.

"Right then, we better go." Tonks said, Hermione nodding her head in agreement.

"Not just yet." Harry said, getting strength to stand and ask some very important questions. "Why did I stay in Private Drive for so long? How come you never wrote to me? What's going on?" Harry asked very harshly.

"You didn't get any letters…" Ron said barley in a whisper. Harry shook his head. Ron backed up, his face was pale as though he had just seen Voldemort himself. No one noticed his strange behavior though, they were actually answering his questions.

"Harry you have to understand, we have been at war…" Lupin said standing up. "If you notice we are missing someone…" Harry looked around.

"…Moody…"

"…Yes, Harry. Moody, we lost him to Voldemort himself. He stumbled onto him in one of his many routine rounds."

Harry had tears in his eyes. "…no…" He dropped to the ground again. Tears streaming down his face. No one knew what to do, what to say. Luna slowly made her way towards Harry. She sat down next to him and gave him a hug.

Once again he could feel her soft hair on his cheek. Memories of Moody came rushing back to him. He told Harry about his parents, showed him pictures, told him stories. Then he started to remember Sirius again.

The tears kept streaming down his face, they kept getting bigger and bigger. He didn't want to break down again but he couldn't help thinking that this was his entire fault. It always is when people I know…love…that get hurt. Then Luna let her grip loosen enough to whisper something in his ear, something that only he could hear.

"I know what you're doing, and it's not your fault. You can't keep blaming yourself for everything that happens in these situations. They just happen, and you were in Private Drive when it happened."

Harry loosened his grip to, to look her in the eye. He gave her a smile and mouthed Thank You. She just nodded her head.

Ron started to walk towards him. He was still really pale and he was now shaking. "Ron what's wrong?" Everyone asked.

"Nothing, I just need to talk to Harry." He said in a whisper while walking over and grabbing Harry's shoulder picking him up off of the ground and guiding him towards the bushes on the other side of the road.

"You didn't get any letters?" Ron asked yet again hoping for a different answer this time. "Ron I already said no." Harry said very agitated.

Ron, if possible, turned even paler. "…this is bad…" He said. "Harry, I've been sending you letters all summer, you answered them….all of them." Harry's eyes got wide, he became very still and listened very intently. "You got really mad at me in one of them for not telling you stuff, I couldn't handle it so I told what was going on, where and how we were going to meet you tonight."

Harry stopped staring at Ron and walked a couple steps past him then turned around. "So…Voldemort knows were we are…right…now?" Ron nodded his head in shame.

Harry took off running across the street like a mad man. He was waving his arms and yelling. "WE HAVE GOT TO GO! NOW!"

"What do you mean?" Lupin asked very surprised.

"VOLDEMORT KNOWS WHERE WE ARE HE'LL BE HERE ANY SEC…"

Just then a red light shot past Harry and hit Luero dead center in the chest. Everyone turned around to see about seven Death Eaters in long, black, hooded robes. Harry was furious. He wasn't going to let anyone hurt anyone he loved again.

He snapped his body around. He looked the first Death Eater straight into what he thought was his eyes. He went running towards him dodging flashes of colored lights flying pat him. The Death Eater didn't do anything but stand there as Harry got closer. Harry's eyes were bloodshot.

When he was about a foot away from him he kicked him hard in the stomach. He would have used his wand but he couldn't think of anything painful enough for payback that was legal. He wouldn't even let the Death Eater stand he kicked him over and over. Then he heard a scream.

He turned around to see Luna get hit by a green flash of light and fall to the ground. He left the unconscious Death Eater to lie on the ground and went running towards her. Then he heard someone yell his name, he turned around to see a bright light soar his way then saw black and fell to the ground next to Luna.