Disclaimer: I think this story sucks. It really sucks I mean if this story was some sort of sucking machine it would be a great machine, but as it is a story it just sucks. (Hey man, you know you wrote your review where you're supposed to write your disclaimer.) WHAT! Damn it all to hell. Well I'm not erasing it. I'll just add to it. I do not own Harry Potter there, are you happy?

A/N: Yea! We're up to chapter 5! I just wanted to let you all know that even though we said at the beginning there was only going to be 7 chapters, but it looks like there's gonna be more, maybe only one or two, we'll let you know when we post the final chapter. Guess what, the next two chapters (ch. 6 7) are written by me (simply obsessed), so start getting ready.

Harry Potter and The Dark Mage

Chapter five: Darkness Reborn

Harry went to bed that night with his mind on the power of the light and all the good he could do with it. 'If I could just convince everyone I could control the power. I know I can convince everyone if I tell them I gave into the power, and I could have controlled it if I would have tried harder, but then what would they think of me? They would all believe I was evil.

Harry worried that maybe there was a part of him that was evil. No I can't believe that, I made a mistake, that does not make me evil. That night Harry dreamed.

Harry entered the Gryffindor common room to find Hermione crying.

"What's wrong Hermione?" Harry asked expecting her to say she got an A- on a test.

"Ron is hurt, Harry." Hermione said, fighting back tears.

"Were is he?" Harry asked hoping he just dropped a book on his foot again.

"He's in the hospital wing."

Harry left the room and ran down to the hospital wing. As Harry started to get close he heard Ron screaming. Harry entered the hospital to find Snape, McGonagall, Hagrid, and Madam Profrey around a bed in which the screams were coming from. Harry pushed threw the people to find Ron covered in blisters and his hair falling out.

"What happened?" Harry called out to all those who would listen.

Snape grabbed Harry and took him out of the room.

"Harry go back to your common room, there is nothing you can do for Ron now." Snape said as quickly as he could before he went back inside the hospital wing. Ron's screams were still filling the halls. Harry tried to get back into the hospital, but the doors were locked. Harry, not knowing what to do, ran back to his common room.

"Hermione, what happened to Ron?" Harry asked out of breath.

"Bellatrix attacked him." Hermione said with tears in her eyes.

"What? How did Bellatrix get into the castle?"

"I don't know Harry. I was a sleep and I heard a noise. I went to see what it was and I saw Voldermort and Bellatrix entering the castle!" Hermione told Harry half-hysterically.

"Why didn't Dumbledore stop them?" Harry asked his heart filling with anger.

"He tried Harry, he tried."

Harry fell to his knees. "What?" Harry asked the anger in his heart turning to fear.

"When Dumbledore saw Voldermort they started to duel. Dumbledore held his own for a little while but Voldermort started getting the upper hand. During the fight Bellatrix sneaked away and went and found Ron, that's when she attacked him. I tried to go help Ron but I couldn't move, I could feel Voldermort's evil. It was unlike anything I had ever felt before, I was too scared to do anything." Hermione said almost paralyzed with fear, acting completely the opposite of what Harry would have expected of her.

"How did Dumbledore stop them?" Harry asked hoping to hear an inspiring answer.

"He didn't." Hermione said still incapacitated, "after Bellatrix attacked Ron they just left. Dumbledore could barely stand he was so drained from the fight."

"Were is he now?" Harry asked.

"I don't know."

Ron's screams started to get louder; Harry could hear them from the common room now. Harry heard the screams and a single tear escaped his eyes.

"I know what I have to do", Harry said while rising to his feet. He reached into his pocket and pulled out the most beautiful wand.

"No, Harry you can't, you can't control the power." Hermione said the fear lifting from her body as worry took its place.

"So what! What are we waiting for? Voldermort gets stronger every day. Even if I can't control the power at least I can control it long enough to make that creature pay for all he has taken from me."

Harry held the wand over his head

"Light of Erised!"

A blinding white light filled the room. When it faded Harry was standing in the middle of the room.

"Harry, your eyes." Hermione said her voice soft and scared.

Harry looked at himself in the reflection of the windows. His eyes were glowing red. They reminded him of Voldermort. Harry could not stand to look at himself.

"Harry are you O.K.?" Hermione asked Harry while she started to back away.

"I'm fine Hermione." Harry said, all the energy he had going to control the light. "I don't remember the power being this hard to control."

"Harry, the light will only get harder to control, get rid of it now. You'll not be able to even concentrate on fighting evil, but the light will make you want to attack the innocent", Hermione desperately told Harry.

"Maybe your right Hermione, I don't think I can handle the power." Harry said fighting the urge to find Dean and make him pay for giving him flowers. Harry kept telling himself that Dean did not give his the flowers; it was a test from Dumbledore. But a voice just kept telling Harry who cares? make him pay, make them all pay. Harry could fell he was losing control. "Hermione I can't control it, how do I get rid of it." Harry asked Hermione pleading for help.

"I don't know Harry, only Dumbledore knows. Should I look for him?" Hermione asked too panicked to think.

"No, don't get Dumbledore you stupid littl-" Harry realized he was losing control so he refocused. "Yes, get Dumbledore."

Hermione ran to the door to get Dumbledore, but when she opened the door Ron's screams entered the room. Hermione turned to see that Harry stopped fighting and was looking back at her. Hermione looked into his eyes, they became his mother's once again.

"No Harry, don't" Hermione said as she realized what he was about to do.

The window Harry saw his reflection in shattered to pieces and his firebolt entered the room. Harry jumped on and flew out the window.

"Harry come back!" Hermione screamed as Harry flew out of her sight.

Harry was no longer worried about the evil in the light. Ron's screams had set his mind right, it had made his new purpose stronger than the light could ever be. He was using the power as his own, and for the time being he was in control.

Harry was flying faster then he had ever flown. The more he gave into the power the faster he went. It felt like he was pulling the broom making it go faster. Harry did not know where he was going, but he knew how to get there almost like Voldermort was calling out to him.

After about an hour of flying Harry came upon a wooded area. In the trees he saw smoke, so he landed in a tree nearby. Harry could see Voldermort and Bellatrix talking to each other. When Harry saw Voldermort's red eyes he was reminded of when he saw them on the night his parent's were killed. He could once again hear his mother's screams, they reminded him of Ron's screams. Harry started to feel weak, the memory of his mother death was too painful. All of the sudden Harry heard a large blast and then the tree branch Harry was sitting on fell to the ground. Harry looked up to see Voldermort and Bellatrix over him. Voldermort aimed his wand at Harry, a green light started to emerge. Harry was again taken back to the night of his mother's death. He remembered the same green light and his mother falling, then only those red eyes. But something was different this time; instead of getting weak, Harry got stronger as true rage filled his heart. Screaming started to fill the forest forcing Voldermort to stop his attack and grab his ears in pain. It was the screams of all the people Voldermort had ever hurt. Harry concentrated on strengthening the volume of the screams, and he tried to rise to his feet, but Bellatrix used a spell to keep Harry on his knees. Harry could feel Bellatrix's evil, but Harry did not fear it, he embraced it. Harry turned to Bellatrix, his eyes once again glowing red. Bellatrix had seen those eyes in Voldermort a thousand times before, but she had never seen them focussed on her. For the first time Bellatrix knew fear.

"I've had enough of you, little girl." Harry said in a voice that was nothing like his own Bellatrix was reminded of the last time she was called a little girl and how weak she used to be. Something she never wanted to be reminded of. And with that the limbs of the trees around Bellatrix turned to chains and wrapped around her. Bellatrix was lifted off the ground allowing Harry to stand. Harry looked into Bellatrix's eyes. Bellatrix looked back at Harry as if she was ready to accept her fate. The chains started to tighten crushing her bones and snapping her spine. She only let out a small whimper as the chains collapsed her ribcage and crushed her heart.

Harry was thrown against a tree as the screams stopped and Voldermort rose. Voldermort fired another spell at Harry, but Harry was able to get out of the way and in turn fired a spell at Voldermort. The spell stunned The Dark Lord long enough for Harry to get to his feet. Voldermort and Harry stood in the middle of the forest facing each other their destiny about to be fulfilled.

They seemed to recognize this at the same time. Harry and Voldermort both raised their wands high above their heads and in unison shouted "AVADA KADAVA! (spelling)". Green light erupted from Harry's wand a split second before Voldermort's. The spells collided in the middle of the two duelists. Voldermort and Harry realized that whomever stopped the cure first would be killed by the other. Harry was growing tired, the spell was taking so much out of him. Harry was about to give up, death could not be as bad as this. There seemed to be an unexplainable slowness throughout the entire process. The green light from Harry's wand started to fade. As Voldermort's spell got closer Harry was actually glade, he could finely stop fighting. Not just in this moment but forever he would no longer have to live with the pain of memories of his loved ones' death.

Harry could see his mother; she was holding him. Harry was filled with bliss as this memory consumed him. But the memory was shattered by the sound of his mother's screams filling his head. Harry remembered her standing in-between him and Voldermort as she fell.

Harry was engulfed with rage, his light started to get brighter; Voldermort's spell was now being pushed away. When the two spells were equal distances from Harry and Voldermort, there was an explosion, throwing Harry and Voldermort to the ground. Harry tried to rise, but he was too weak. Harry gave it all he had left to get to his feet, but it was useless. Harry thought of all the people he would never see again.

He could see all his friends over him looking at him and smiling. "What's going on?" Harry asked his friends. "How did you get here?"

Hermione, like always could not wait to give the answer, We're not really here, Harry you're hallucinating. It's one of those things that happen when you're about to die. Hermione said sadly. Harry began to apologize as tears filled his eyes.

"I should have listened to you Hermione. I should have not fought Voldermort. Now he will have the power of the light. I have condemned us all." Harry said, no longer attempting to stand. No, Harry you were right; you should fight Voldermort, so get up and finish him off. Ron said with more confidence than he ever had before.

"I cant," Harry said his head bowed down in defeat. "I can't get up."

Why didn't you say so? Ron said as if there it was no big deal. Harry rose is head to find all his friends hands out reached to Harry. Come on pal, it's time to get up a finish this. Across the opening, Voldermort had tried to get up, but he also could barely move. The word 'power' ran through his head over and over again the words gave him strength. Voldermort rose to his knees and lifted his head to see Harry on his feet his wand pointed at him. Harry said nothing as a light brighter than Voldermort had ever seen left Harry's wand and came for Voldermort. The last thought that went through Voldermort's mind before the light hit him was 'now that's power.'

When Voldermort's body hit the ground it made a shock wave that engulfed the forest and knocked Harry unconscious.

Harry awoke in the Hospital wing to find all of his friends over him looking at him and smiling. Harry cleared his throat to speak. "Hey guys, what's up?"

"You did it Harry", Hermione screamed as she jumped on the bed and gave him a hug.

"Ow" Harry said while grabbing his arm.

"Sorry Harry." Hermione apologized as she got off him.

Dumbledore opened a near by window and yelled out "He's alive!" Outside the castle was filled with the sounds of cheers. Harry got out of bed and went to the window to see thousands of men, women, and children cheering as loud as they could somewhere screaming things like "thank you" and "three cheers for Harry Potter."

"What's going on?" Harry asked as he turned away from the window.

"You stopped Voldermort, he is dead. We found you and his body in the forest." Dumbledore told Harry.

"I did it" Harry said in disbelief.

"Yes, Harry you stopped Voldermort" McGonagall said smiling and hugging Harry.

"Professor, you said 'Voldermort'." Harry said surprised.

"He is dead, the ministry of magic has his body, it's really over so no one fears his name anymore, see? Voldermort, Voldermort, Voldermort!" McGonagall replied clearly a little drunk.

Dumbledore took Harry outside of the castle to a podium setup in front of the crowd of wizards. Dumbledore turned to Harry. "Harry, you stopped Voldermort and our world thanks you". Harry looked out into the crowed to see even Snape cheering. "Harry, your parents are alive." Dumbledore gleamed.

"What, how? …Were are they?" Harry asked, but before Dumbledore could answer McGonagall came on stage holding a bottle of wine, she shook it and sprayed it on Harry. Just then Harry jumped up to find himself in his bed. It was the middle of the night.

"Harry, is something wrong? Why did you wake up so sudden?" Ron asked Harry as Ron quickly hid a book that he was reading.

"Ron, is Voldermort dead?" Harry asked Ron trying to figure out what was going on.

"What are you talking about?" Ron asked with a confused look on his face.

"Nothing" Harry said as he laid back down.

"Are you o.k. Harry." Ron asked concerned about his friend.

"I'm fine Ron. I just realized something I have to do."