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A/N: After this chapter I'm not really sure where I'm going to go with the story, so I need y'all to give me some ideas and let me know what you think I should do. Also, please review; I have almost 100 reads and 3 reviews, that's pathetic.

Chapter 3

"Have you come to bow to your death Harry?" asked Voldemort with a slight hiss, "You know that you are no match for me? You know that you WILL die, don't you? I mean after all, how can such a little boy even dream of defeating Lord Voldemort, the greatest wizard of all time?"

" How many times do I have to tell you Tom, Albus Dumbledore was the greatest wizard of all time?" Harry asked calmly, it seemed that he was unfazed by the words Voldemort spoke.

"Albus Dumbledore was a fool! He stepped in between you and I and died at my hand! I murdered him in the heat of a battle duel, you were there, you should know. He was no match for the great Lord Voldemort!" Voldemort screeched.

His open mockery of Dumbledore who had become very close to Harry in his sixth year was enough to unnerve anyone, almost. Harry however kept his temper down. It was obvious that he was not afraid, something that made the onlookers feel strangely comforted and as a t ease as you could get given the situation. Nobody had seen this before. Harry was not only controlling his emotions, but was making a point of both insulting Voldemort and making sure that he knew Harry was not afraid. Harry was focused, much as Hermoine was when it came to school, nothing could distract him, nothing could get in his way.

"That isn't the way I remember it Tom. I do believe he stepped in front of my friends and I just as you tried to kill me. He sacrificed himself so that I could live now, to this moment…so that I could destroy you and all you stand for," Harry said, his voice falling to a deadly whisper at the end.

"You idiot boy, you should have joined me when you had the chance! I will rule this world; I will win. You could have been great had you joined me, but now you must face the same fate as the rest of your pathetic family," he spit the words out as though they couldn't be held in, " Your arrogance annoys me, lets settle this. There have been many times I could have killed you in secret using tricks and deception. I want to leave no doubt in anyone's mind that you were no match for me, let's duel. I want no begging for mercy Harry, I have none."

Voldemort unsheathed his wand and cast a shield around himself. Harry did the same. A brief thought came into Harry's mind. What if he did die? What if he did fail? If he was going to die, he would do it fighting, like his father. They circled each other, Harry waiting for Voldemort to issue any invitation to him, Voldemort planning his attack.

"Crucio!" Voldemort bellowed.

Harry easily dodged his spell and sent back a stream of his own. They volleyed these back and forth the colors blurring together. Hermoine and Ginny held each other, too scared to do anything else. It was not their own lives they feared for, but Harry's. Several times a badly aimed spell came their way, forcing them to break apart for a moment. Nobody remembered that they could do anything t protect themselves, they were too busy watching the two wizards in front of them, lost in the battle.

Finally Harry broke Voldemort's shield with a strong severing charm. The spell cut Voldemort's arm and his blood spilled forth, making dark red stains on his dark robe. Harry could not believe it had happened nor did he know why Voldemort so stopped firing spells and took or dodged the ones that Harry threw. Then Voldemort turned to Ron and Harry knew.

"Imperio," Voldemort said with a smirk as he looked toward Harry.

Ron became still, his eyes looked empty and his mind was wiped clean. Voldemort whispered into Ron's ear. Thanking Dumbledore silently for teaching him legilimens, Harry concentrated on Ron. Only one thing was on his mind, kill Ginny. A part of Ron was screaming no, a part of him was begging Voldemort to spare his baby sister, but that vice was only a tiny one. Ron's body turned to face Ginny. Harry felt a pounding in his head and knew he wasn't alone.

"If you move, I'll kill her, and the mudblood," It said.

Ron raised his wand with a look of horror and disgust on his mouth. Harry struggled miserably to make his voice work, to shout a warning, to do something, anything. Ron opened his mouth and shrieked "AVADA KEDAVARA!" in a voice entirely different from his own. Ginny looked shocked for a second and before falling to the ground with a little scream. Harry ran to her side and sank down beside her.

He dropped his wand as he looked into those eyes. The same ones that used to be so full of life and joy, the ones Harry used to dream about. Those same coffee colored eyes that Harry had looked into hours ago as he told Ginny he loved her, that he always would. Those same eyes were now blank and staring, they held no sign of anything that they had once been. Harry felt as though someone had punched him in the stomach not once but hundreds of times. He couldn't breathe, he couldn't think, nothing made sense except that Ginny, his Ginny, was gone forever. How dare that man touch his Ginny! How dare he do ANYTHING to her! Harry felt such an anger inside him that he had to fight hard not to scream. Harry began to turn slowly to face Voldemort. He was about halfway around when he felt a sharp, throbbing, unbearable pain in his side.

Just at the top of his jeans a long sword stuck out of his side. It was covered in thick red stuff. Was that his blood? Harry felt his side and his hand came up sticky and red. He pulled out the sword and a fresh wave of red swept down his side. His robes were stained with that inky red color. He felt his consciousness ebbing. He couldn't give up now, he had to beat Voldemort. He had to do it for his mum and dad, for Sirius, for Dumbledore, for Ginny. For Ginny. That thought made every ounce of fatigue leave his body. He knew what he had to do.

He mustered his emotions, his magic, his memories. He brought them all together and willed Voldemort gone, not just for a few years, forever. HE wished for revenge for everyone who had been harmed by him. He lifted his arm and concentrated on the things he loved most. He pictured the faces of his friends. Ron, Hermione, Neville, and Ginny swam before him. Ginny slightly closer than the rest. He hear her voice, he smelled her hair. He could even feel her hand on his side, on the wound that was so deep. He remembered the way she hated morning and loved the wildflowers that grew around the lake. He felt a warmth growing in his hand.

A thick jet of periwinkle blue magic erupted from Harry's hand just as Voldemort uttered the words that were meant to kill him. The two met in the middle and silver sparks flew everywhere. Harry was reminded of the Triwizard Tournament and he seemed to recall something like this. He halfway expected people to come out of the tip of Voldemort's wand as they had before, but for awhile none did. Then, suddenly, Ginny appeared and knelt down beside Harry whispering words of comfort and encouragement in his ear. More people came forward, Dumbledore, Sirius, Cedric, Mr. And Mrs. Weasley, Charlie, Luna, and finally Harry's mum and dad. They formed a semi circle behind Harry.

Voldemort's eyes grew wide at the sight of little Ginny coming toward him with her wand out, pointing at him and muttering insults much in her fashion that Voldemort lost his concentration and dropped his wand. The blue light from Harry's hand hit him square in the chest and he shrieked with agony and fell to the ground. He began to slowly fade until nothing was left in the spot where that powerful wizard who called himself Voldemort had been moments before.

Harry felt his consciousness leaving him once again as he became aware of the pains in his side and the way his robes were sticking to him. The last thing he saw before he passed out was the image of Ginny in all her glory leaning down to kiss him

A/N Its not as long as I thought it would be and I may rewrite it later to make it longer, but here it is anyway. Like I said before tell me what you think I should do with it now in a review. I really haven't got a clue so unless y'all help me out it may be awhile before the next post! Thanx 4 reading!