"So…This will be the end of it all eh, Tommy Boy?" Harry asked thoughtfully.
"DON'T CALL ME THAT!" shouted Voldemort.
"Someone needs a HUG!" Harry walked across the battle field towards Voldemort, arms outstretched.
"NOOOOO! Don't TOUCH me!" Voldemort cried trying to run away. Unfortunately, due to the fact that he actually being in his late seventies,he was too slow for our hero. He was caught up in a hug before you could say supercalifragilisticexpialidocious thrice!
"ACK!" then Voldemort spontaneously combusted.
"Ooh, death by hug. That sucks," said one of the corpses that littered the battle field.
