Harry was running again, he had fought killed, paralized and knocked out many Death Eaters, he had caused no casualties. he still hadn't found Voldemort and he wasn't going to wait. He was going to run around until he found him and killed him. He was going to win this war, never would he be beaten by a no good dirty rotten ass hole! he kept running, he found many bodies scattered over the ground. many people he would mourn and others he would forget.
His scar began to throb, ' ahha' Harry thought 'i'm getting close' a shot of fear ran through him although he was certain it wasn't his, no it was Voldemort his Death Eaters were going down quickly. He knew he was going to lose this war, Voldemort knew he was a dead man standing.
" Crucio" A shot of pain ran through his body and made all of his nerves shoot around, he had learned how to maintain focus and not let the curse get to him. He was keeping his mind together, trying to wait it out until the connection was broken and he could walk freely again. He looked around wildly, his torturer was some Death Eater or another, he couldn't tell whom. There were no other Death Eaters around and Harry took the torture he was getting as revenge from this -thing (because no real person would ever do this thing) for killing off his allies.
Once the spells effects wore off, Harry found everything was easier...he could see straight and hear much better. He found the Death Eater standing still laughing atthe pain he was causing to Harry, he hadn't seemed to notice that the spell had worn off. Harry pointed his wand at his opponent "Having a good time?" He asked in an acid voice.
"Oh-" was all the man could say before being knowcked unconsious by one of Harry's spells. The boy-who-lived bound him with magical ropes that were impossible to remove except for by Harry, the castor of the spell.
He kept walking, finally entering the forbidden forest and followed a path of broken branches that seemed to have survived a stampede. He followed it and entered a clearing, his scar bursting with pain and he looked around semi-blindly. He found a dark figure haunched over, looking like it was in pain. Harry approched raising his wand and aiming it perfectly towards this figure.
"You will feel pain, Tom Riddle" he yelled through clenched teeth.
"Oh really?" he heard a voice say in his head. Voldemort had made eye-contact. He had started Ligilimens. "Little Potter, the boy-who-ruined-my-power" the voice said. "I finally get my revenge after 15 years of waiting".
Harry's scar was still throbbing but he managed to keep his wand on his adversary. Thinking over all the tricks he had learned about Occlumency he began to clear his mind soon he heard Voldemort shriek in frustration. He had succesfully broken the mind bond.
"Potter, you'll see you end soon, you've done nothing but irritate me for the past few years and I will kill you for it" The angry voice of his mortal enemy informed him.
"Try me" Harry said trying to cut all the chit-chat, he wanted revenge on Voldemort just as much (if not more so) as said evil creature wanted on him. He wanted to stop the talking and fire some curses, this was one murder he would never feel guilty for.
"Crucio" Voldemort yelled at Harry without warning. All spells depend on the feeling put into it, pure hatred caused a very powerful spell, thus Harry found himself on all fours on the ground.
"Silencio" he yelled at Voldemort. He wanted to numb the power of the spells, he wanted Tom Marvollo Riddle's death to be excruciatingly long and painful. Voldemort had again raised his wand and uttered an inaudible curse, the wand movement was familiar, Harry could recognize it right away. The one that had nearly taken Hermione from him, the purple light that came rushing towards him. It seemed like an eternity until he came to his senses and pushed himself out of the way. The light hit the tree behind where he was and the tree dryied up and caught fire.
"Crucio" Harry yelled now at the man who had taken his world away at the early and ripe age of 1. The curse hit Voldemort square in the face and the old creature born from an evil man fell to the ground twiching madly. When the curse wore off he stood, nearly floating up.
"Potter" Harry read off the movements of his thin lips. Another unpronounced curse flew his way and he was hit by the bubble-like jet of yellow liquid. He felt like he was drowning, he couldn't breathe. Everything was yellow, he had been trapped by the bubble. Harry thought quickly through all the spells he had ever learned. None seemed to be able to help either breath in water or get out of it. 'Oh yeah' he thought.
"esca" he said loudly, so that the sound would come out. The yellow water dissapeared. He took a nice deep breath watching Voldemort laughing evily. He casted a few spells one after the other at the terrible thing infront of him who was stupid enough to let his guard down. He sent so many spells he would never be able to recall every single one. Voldemort found his legs flailing around aimlessly and a few bat boogie curses on his face, his arms flying through the air in various dance moves. The sight was quite hilarious.
" Crucio" Harry yelled at the dancing body which upon being hit by one of the unforgivables found itself looking more like a freak of nature then a curse evil little bastard! Harry repeated that spell many times until the figure lay on the ground to physically exhausted to twitch in pain anymore. Finally Harry removed the Bat boogie curses from Voldemorts face and found a sweating bloody mess ' what an improvement' Harry thought to himself. He followed that with the removal of the silencing charm.
"Any last words Tommy?" Harry asked viciously
"I hate you Harry Potter" Tom Marvolo Riddle said with a deep shudder of breath.
"Avadra Kedavra"
Harry heard a voice exclaim from the forest and turned just in time to jump out of the way from being hit by the dreadful green light. Who was there? What was going on? What evil person was left?
"Mr. Potter" a chilingly familiar voice said from the bushes. "Nice to see you out of the classroom"
Harry turned around to face the voice, the same cold, mean voice he had heard and hated (as well as been hated by) since his first year. He turned and saw the same man who his father hated, the same man that he had suspected since forever. Severus Snape.
"Well well well, Mr. Potter seems now we all know where all of our priorities lie." Snape said
"I knew you were a traitor, I knew you couldn't have reformed" Harry said gingerly.
"You were, for once, correct " Snape spat back.
"Are you here to finish your Darling Master's work?" he asked
"I'm here to do what is needed of me" Snape said
Harry set to work right away, he cast several spells at his teacher. Some hit some missed, overall Snape turned Pink and lost all his hair, oh yeah and was tortured by the Cruciatus Curse a few times. Snape lay as a pink bald bloodied heap on the floor next to his master who had nearly lost consciousness.
"This is what evil gets you Snivellus" harry said to him causing Snape to relive his memories with James and Sirius as Students at Hogwarts. Harry turned towards the heap that was Voldemort.
"Avadra Kedavra" He spoke clearly with a tone to his voice that said 'Finaly'. Voldemort's limbs went even more numb then before. He was dead. Harry felt a trickle of a liquide on his forehead. A s he reached up to touch it he was surrounded by a big bright light. It lifted him up into the air and twirled him around. He suddlenly felt lighter, much lighter. He landed and steadied himself. He finished the action he was doing when the light had appeared, he touched his had to the wet feeling on his forehead. A blue-green colour was on his fingers. Later, he decided, he'd ask Dumbledore about it.
He turned back towards Snape. "So Snapey-poo" Harry said " See what your fate includes".
"I see that you killed my master, you vile idiot" The greasy Death Eater said.
"And I'll do the same to you." Harry said " but first, tell me how in Merlin's name you fooled Dumbledore" he silently muttered ' recordo'.
"It's easy to double agent Dumbledore, he's a fool. He believes anything if you know how to pout" he smiled a little and laughed lightly. "Too bad no one will ever learn that trick since apparently, you're set on murdering me."
"It isn't 'apparently', it's 'definetly'." Harry confirmed.
"Oh yeah?" Snape asked defiantly.
"Definetly. Avadra Kedavra!" yelled Harry pointing his wand directly at Snapes heart. Snape took his last burst of strength and fired a spell of his own at Harry yelling a transportation spell. Both spells hit their targets.
The body of the potions master was dead before he had fallen back onto the ground. Harry stood up from the position in which he had fallen when he was transported. ' great he thought, I'm in the middle of nowhere' he thought as he looked around at the hills that stood on the other side of the lake that surrounded him. He stood on a island that was scarcely big enough to hold him and barely higher than the water level. How would he get off this place? How would he get back to Hermione? How would he get back to his precious life and world? 'I can't even apparate!' he mentally exclaimed. He was not yet 17 and that was the one power he hadn't yet practiced.
A/N Yay another chappie from me. Review please! Oh and reminder for all you people who are in America ( i mean canada and the states, the contenant Not just the country) there is a preview of the fourth movie along with the TV premiere of Chamber of secrets on may 7th. on ABC from 7pm to 11pm.