Just Old Friends
Chapter 4: End of the War.
The doors opened and they made their way to the carriages, they hadn't even gotten down the stairs when red flashes flew through the air at them. Harry jumped to the right and slid down the stairs to the floor.
From behind him he heard the Order members and the older students pushing their way down. From behind he saw people in black descend from the building and knew that Malfoy and his lot were about to join Voldemort's side.
He ran through the grounds to the open area knowing that Voldemort would be near here, he could feel it.
"Potter! Trying to be the hero again?"
Harry knew the voice of Draco Malfoy and hated having to hear it all the time, he had been celebrating only one thing about finishing Hogwarts he'd never have to listen to Malfoy talk again.
"I always knew you were a Death Eater Malfoy."
"If you say so Potter, but I must say you brought this on yourself. I told you on our first day to pick your sides carefully and you picked wrong. You can't win evil will always survive and you'll never get to live."
Harry was bored already of this and shot a spell at Malfoy. He hit him hard and the boy went flying backwards and landed within reach of the Whomping Willow tree. Harry winced as the branch hit the boy over and over.
He couldn't help but watch though wondering if death by willow tree was covered in the schools insurance. He ducked as he heard a noise and found a spell fly overhead.
He looked at Voldemort and felt pain run through his body. Anger welled up inside him and he wanted to kill the older wizard.
"Harry Potter! We meet again."
"For the last time Voldemort."
An evil laugh sounded through the grounds as the spell was tossed at him. He easily rebound it and saw the same anger in the red eyes as usual.
"I don't know how you knew we were attacking but don't think the younger students will be safe in the common rooms we'll get to them."
"They'll be safe because ghosts can't harm them and that's what you'll be next time you enter any building."
Harry threw his wand into the air and concentrated hard. He knew the man's weakness it was love, caring and he thought of all the love and support he had ever had.
The occlumency lessons had paid off he had learnt to block the evil wizard but more importantly he had learnt how to send memories to the other man.
Hermione had been studying and had found that if one focused on all the memories of the good times and all the times they felt happy then looked into somebody's eyes wishing them to feel it the emotion would be transferred.
There were a few complex words to speak as well but he knew them. Mumbling the words he stared at his archenemy and felt the memories transfer to him, felt all the happiness and love go to the older wizard.
He crumpled in pain it was easy to tell that he didn't like what he saw. Harry concentrated harder and harder and sent more. He was weakening, they both were but Harry had the upper advantage.
Without waiting he yelled the forbidden words of the killing curse and watched as a green flash emitted from his wand. He felt dizzy more so now than when he had practiced this spell on his friends.
He knew why though, his friends knew love, they knew support and so when he had sent them the feelings it had been easy but with Voldemort it was different, it was so much more harder.
He heard the scream of the dying wizard and as stars appeared in his view line he saw the elder fall to his knees. His eyes looked hard at Harry and then he was limp on the floor. Harry tried to smile, to show happiness but the world around him went blank and the boy who lived saw no more.
Okay so here ends the whole battle of the world's thing and now we can really start the story. Thanks Annie so much, and because your so nice reading all my work, I'm going to start a Harry/Hermione fic, it will be a while till its ready, but I'm gonna do that.