Thank you everyone who has read and reviewed this story, and this is the end. I hope you enjoyed it!
Right this is just another small note, to say that I have changed this chapter slightly, and that I may write an alternate ending for those who weren't too keen on this one.
Hermione apparated to the outskirts of Hogsmeade. She was hidden in a small wooded area, near the place that Sirius had hidden back when she was in fourth year.
The village was deserted except for Death eaters in Black robes milling around.
They must have been multiplying in secret all this time waiting to launch an attack.
She suddenly felt sick with fear, now she realized that she had no plan of action. How was she going to find Harry, she had no idea where he was.
Well she thought to herself, she wouldn't find Harry if she was hiding in a bush would she.
She quietly stood up and made her way into the village.
"Expelliarmus!" Harry shouted and two Death Eaters flew back and smashed into the wall. He tied them up with ropes and moved on.
He had gathered from conversations he had overheard that Lestrange was in the Three Broomsticks, which he was using as his headquarters.
He was half way down the street already, in the distance he could see Hogwarts and the Shrieking Shack, and also more death Eaters guarding the village.
He made his up the street blasting out of his way and one that he came across.
"It's Potter, Potter's here!" A Death Eater shouted raising the alarm and running into the Three Broomsticks.
Harry aimed his wand and blasted him down, but everyone had heard him.
A swarm of people all dressed in Black came out of the Three Broomsticks.
Harry smiled gravely, it was the beginning of his end.
Hermione made her way into the village, walking in the back streets and making sure that she wasn't seen.
She stopped when she saw two Death eaters tied up against the wall, they were both unconscious, Harry had obviously been here.
She pulled her cloak around her as she walked silently through the streets. Everything looked so different. It was completely empty, she remembered when the street was swarming with students, but then again a lot had changed since she was at school.
"Miss, Miss, I wouldn't be out walking on your own if I was you." Came a small voice from the front door of a house.
Hermione looked over, an old woman had her head poked out of her door.
Hermione nodded and smiled, "I'm looking for someone." She said and she moved on. As she walked she felt the old woman's eyes on her, Hermione just looked straight in front of her, and she eventually heard the door close.
She heard a shout in the distance, it had come from the main street. It was a male voice, Harry's voice.
Harry faced a large group of Death Eaters, he smiled as he faced them.
They started to shoot spells at him but he produced a shield and they flew back to the senders.
"Come on Lestrange, I want to see you." Harry shouted.
Another wave of spells came flying at him, many of they missed, some only narrowly.
A parting was made in the crowd and a figure walked through, it was Rabastian Lestrange.
"Potter, wasn't expecting to see you here." The man said walking towards him, Harry could tell he was nervous.
"I don't want to talk to you, I have a job to do." Harry said, he didn't want to waste time talking, he knew Hermione would work out what was going on sooner or later, ad he didn't want her to talk hi out of it.
"So the Ministry have sent you, I suppose I can expect a large number of Aurors apparating in any moment to come to the rescue."
"No, no, no Aurors, no nothing." Harry said, "no one knows I'm here."
Lestrange looked at Harry, "now isn't that strange, you come to save the wizarding world, yet you don't bring re-enforcement? Anyone would think that you wanted to die."
"And who say's I don't?" Harry asked, "I'm going and I'm bringing you with me."
Fear was visible in Lestrange's eyes, this man wanted to die, it was a pointless fight. He was dangerous, very dangerous.
"Now let's get this started." Harry said.
The Death Eaters broke into murmurs, many apparated away.
"Where are you going you fools, he's bluffing." Lestrange said but he didn't believe his words. The Death eaters knew that Lestrange was no where near as powerful as Voldemort, he had no chance especially if Harry was suicidal.
Harry laughed, "no I'm not." He said.
"Well I-" Lestrange started to say but he abruptly broke off and sent a spell flying at Harry.
It hit him in the arm and he shouted out in pain. He covered a large gash with his hand, blood spilling out over it.
"It that the best you have?" Harry asked and he sent a barrage of spells at him.
His final battle had begun.
Hermione ran through the streets, she could hear a duel going on in the main street. She had to get to Harry before it was too late, she needed to bring him to his senses.
She reached and found a large circle of Death eaters standing around two figures. One was Harry they other Lestrange.
God, what am I doing? She thought to herself, I have children to think of, even if I do get to Harry what good will it do. There are hundreds of Death eaters, we'll never get out alive.
She drew herself up to full height and help her wand in front of her, shaking those thoughts in her head. She needed t get to Harry, her life had been so miserable before he came back, she couldn't lose him again.
"I'm coming Harry," She whispered to herself and she started blasting people out of the way.
The duel in the middle of the circle stopped as they heard what was going on, soon a gap had been made and Hermione appeared.
"What do we have here?" Lestrange asked and he started to walk towards Hermione.
"NO!" Harry shouted and he shot a spell at him. And he froze momentarily. "Hermione go!" He shouted.
"NO!" Hermione shouted back and she ran and joined him, "I'm not going to let you do this."
"You can't stop me." Harry said back to her.
"Lovers tiff?" Lestrange asked and he threw a spell at Hermione, it hit her in the stomach and she doubled over. "I thought you weren't bringing back up."
"I'm not I don't know-" Harry's words were drowned out by the sound of people apparating into the village.
An army of Aurors had arrived. The Death Eaters turned from the battle between their new leader and Harry and started to fight the Aurors.
"Hermione go now, please." Harry pleaded.
"No," Hermione said, "I'm not letting you do this."
"Let her stay, she can watch you being killed." Lestrange spat.
A furious duel started again, spells flying everywhere.
Hermione got caught up in the crowd and started battling with Death eaters.
Harry shot spell after spell at his opponent, many missing.
"You will not beat me!" Lestrange shouted he fired a barrage of spells at Harry.
"What makes you think that? But then again Voldemort said the same thing again before he died, and look what happened to him." Harry said, he dodged another spell, "History seems to be repeating itself."
Spell after spell was fired between the two opponents, Harry was surprised at how well Lestrange was keeping up.
Harry closed his eyes and put his wand out in front of him, it was time to end this once and for all. He summoned all the power he had inside of him, this was the same way he had defeated Voldemort, with this very spell.
Power seemed to radiate off Harry, the duels around them seemed to stop as Harry's wand seemed to glow and a Phoenix song seemed to fill the air, floating on the wind.
Hermione saw he glow and fought her way to the outer rim of the area where the two men had been fighting, she knew what he was doing. It was ancient magic, a very powerful spell, it was a wonder Harry hadn't died the last time he used it against Voldemort.
She saw Harry lift his arms up, it seemed to happen in slow motion.
"NO!" She screamed, time seemed to slow as she ran to Harry, she knocked him over, making him lose his concentration.
A jet of red glowing light shot out of his wand, and veered of course as he was knocked over. It hit a nearby Death Eater, and he fell to the ground without a sound. It wasn't nearly as powerful as it would have need if Harry had been able to complete the whole spell, but then again a Death eater was no where near as powerful as Voldemort so the spell did no require so much force.
He fell to the ground panting, he was drained of energy and he hadn't even completed the spell. If had had done, he would probably be dead.
"Harry!" Hermione whispered as she checked that he was still alive.
A laugh ran out over the battle field, it was that of Lestrange, he raised his wand, aiming at Harry.
A jet of black light flew across the space between them, it hit Harry who saw it coming but had no time to move, or make any defence.
It felt like there were insects crawling around his skin, eating him away.
Hermione grabbed hole o Harry as he started to squirm and shout in pain.
"What have you done it him?" She asked malice in her voice.
"I done what my master couldn't not, I've killed the boy who lived."
"No, he's still alive." Hermione said, as she tried to stop him from squirming.
"But not for much longer."
"NO!" Hermione screamed and she shot a spell at him. He flew back and knocked over a pair duelling.
"Harry, Harry." she said turning to him, "are you alright? Say something."
Harry looked into her big round brow eyes, tears of pain rolling down his deathly pale cheeks.
"Hermione," he said in a small voice, he sounded as if it pained him to speak.
"I'm here, don't speak." She said, "we'll get you help."
Harry shook his head. "This is the end," he said, " and I want to tell you, I……. I…………" he voice began to break, he was nearly gone. "I love you."
"And I love you." She said back, but it was too late, Harry's eyes were closed, his head lolled in her hand. His body limp, he was dead.
"NO, NO, YOU CAN'T LEAVE ME!" She screamed tears rolling down her face, and she broke down crying. "I never got a chance to tell you how I feel."
"I've done it, I've done it!" Lestrange shouted walking towards Hermione. "I killed him."
Hermione looked at him and she felt sick, he had killed Harry, Harry was dead. Harry Potter, the boy who lived was dead, That couldn't be.
"No I'm going to finish you too." He said.
At that moment Hermione conjured up every felling of hate she had in her body, she brought together all her anger and uttered those fatal words.
"AVADA KEDARVA!" She screamed, but at the very same moment Lestrange spoke the same words.
Two flashes of green light flew through the air, they narrowly missed each other.
Hermione tried to dive out of the way, but it was too late. She was hit by the curse, and there was no way she could be saved.
Lestrange shouted in joy, but his celebration was short lived as Hermione's curse found him, and he fell to the floor.
Hermione now lay next to Harry, both bodies pale, their expressions of horror and pain.
Death Eaters all around, who hadn't been captured my Aurors began to apparate away.
Harry Potter lay still on the ground, Hermione Granger lying next to him. Aurors gathered around the pair of still bodies, gasping, crying, staring disbelievingly.
Harry Potter couldn't be dead, could he? Surely not, he is, or was, the boy who lived. But as Dumbledore once said when he was alive, death is but the nest great adventure.
The End
