Disclaimer: My idea, J.K Rowlings storyline.

A/N: I decided to add this chapter, but I might not post ch 3 for a while because I am working on other fic, but dont worry I will continute this...someday.

Voldemort's Downfall, Again

"What the hell is going on out there," Harry shouted and looked out the window, "Oh my fucking god that bastard is here."

He ran into the battle of Death Eaters and Order members. "Snape you mother fucker I'm going to kill you!" Harry roared.

"Ah, Potter what a pleasure to see you again," Snape said coldly as he apparated in front of him.

"Fuck you bitch, die, Avada Kedavra," Harry yelled, and Snape was dead with the shock on his face.

"What now Snivellous, didn't think I had the courage to kill you?"

Harry saw another person he had been itching to kill, and ran without noticing the killing curses that shot past him.

Bellatrix Lestrange had just stunned an Auror before she noticed Potter charging at her.

"Is ickle-baby Potter wanting revenge for his dear godfather?" she laughed mockingly.

"Shut it fat-ass, Avada Kedavra," Harry shouted without and hesitation.

Bellatrix looked like her eyes had been hit by an enlargement charm, as she realized what Harry said, and died after she whispered, "What the…"

"That's what you get for underestimating me, you bitch!" Harry roared triumphantly before helping the rest of the Order.

It was a long battle, Aurors and Death Eaters were flying every where. Harry saw Rookwood killed by Tonks, before he punched an unsuspecting Mancair and knocked all 32 teeth into his brain. "There aren't much people left, and where the hell was Voldemort, wasn't he here?" Harry thought, and rushed into the middle of the remaining duels.

There were only Moody, Tonks, Lupin, Mr. Weasley and Harry against ten death eaters, and Voldemort himself, who had appeared after he thought it was safe enough, bloody coward. Of course he wouldn't dare fight without making sure he would win. Fool.

Harry analyzed the scene. Kingsley died honorably, after he had taken out 70 death eaters.

The whole street was full of dead people, and in front of Number 4, Privet Drive, stood the survivors. The remaining Members and Death Eaters started hexing each other, leaving Harry and Voldemort alone.

Harry and Voldemort glared at each other.

Voldemort walked slowly to Harry and smirked.

"You have nothing to protect you now Potter, and I have nothing else to say, Avada Kedavra" Voldemort croaked.

Harry without thinking, shouted the killing curse right back him, forgetting about the Horcruxes.

Green light connected with green light, and the colors mixed. Both wizards shocked, the beam turned white and began to shine. Voldemort was prepared to break the connection of golden light, but this was different.

Priori Incantatem was going to happen again, but why was the beam white? It become so bright, that everyone was temporarily blinded. Both wands started to vibrate like Harry's broom had when it was jinxed. Harry hung on to his wand with all his strength. When the light died away, everyone froze, looking at the unbelievable string of light. The two killing curses had mixed and became…purple.

Everyone immediately stopped their duels and gaped at the purple beam that connected the two phoenix core wands. Harry couldn't understand what happened but he didn't seem able to move. A voice called out to him, " Harry, you must break the connection when the time comes."

"What the hell, who is that," Harry whispered, but he had no choice, except to listen to that person.

Lupin seizing his chance, killed the rest of the unsuspecting Death Eaters, while they were busy staring at their master. "Looks like Voldemort couldn't get any followers with an IQ higher then 100, they could have killed us, Voldemort was the downfall of his own followers." He muttered before shooting the killing curse at the struggling Voldemort, who was already in complete shock, and did not notice the curse coming right at him.

Tonks and Moody understanding what Lupin was trying to do, followed, while Arthur Weasley was on the ground suffering from the Crutiactious curse.

Harry noticed what was going on and kept Voldemort concentrated on him and only him. "Looks like you are going to fail again Tom Bastard Riddle, with a Muggle father, and will not admit he is a half-blood." Harry laughed, and his diversion succeeded as Voldemort pushed hard with his wand.

Voldemort shrilled his final words in his human body, "DAMN YOU POTTER I WILL KILL YOU TODAY AND TAKE OVER THE WORLD."

With all his mite the Dark Lord thrust all his magic into the beam, only to realize Potter wasn't there anymore. Before he could do anything, he was back into his half-life form again.

Voldemort knew what had happened, and started to flee.

"You can't get away this time you bastard!" Harry roared, "Stupefy!"

The survivors surrounded the Dark Wizard, and smiled.

Voldemort was stunned, immobilized, weakened, and half-dead.

Without any hesitation, Harry concealed Voldemort in a small glass cube, and laughed harder then he ever had. "The so-called Greatest Dark Lord of all time is trapped in a glass case, how pathetic," Harry managed to say before he started laugh.

Taken aback the survivors, started to smile wider, and after looking at the situation, they started laughing also. Arthur Weasley said, " Yes, now I can have more time exploring my muggle artifacts!"

Mad-Eye Moody laughed, for the first time in ten years, and Remus and Tonks started doing a dance around the trapped Voldemort. Voldemort, if it was possible, was blushing, and trying to shout through the sound-proof case. It was the most embarrassing moment in his life.

Molly Weasley apparated on the spot when she was informed by her clock. She saw Voldemort and started shrieking like mad and ran in circles.

"Calm down Mollywobbles, he is trapped."

"ARTHUR WEASLEY HOW DARE YOU SAY THAT IN PUBLIC!"

"Uh was nice knowing you people, congratulations on capturing Voldemort, I'll go get the kids, I'll bring the kids here to celebrate!"

He disapparated before his wife could get to him. Immediately She followed.

A minute later Arthur was back with the kids.

"Enjoy kids!"

CRACK. CRACK.

"Children where is your dear father?" Molly said in a falsely sweet tone.

They ignored her, and started cheering along with the rest.

If things couldn't get weirder, it did. Ron looked at Voldemort and started snogging Hermione senseless, with all his senses lost in his happiness. Charlie ran over and danced with the werewolf and metamorphmagus. Harry ran to Ginny and said, "I love you."

That was all she needed to hear before Harry was attacked by her lips. Molly gave up and started to cheer along with everyone else.

Thousand of cracks could be heard of people apparating into the scence.

It seemed like Privet Drive had gone insane with laughter and cheers.

"Arthur, did you really have to bring everyone here?"

"Of course Molly, this way I can hide if you are angry."

"HOW DARE YOU MAKE A FOOL OF ME!"

"Uh… talk to you later!"

CRACK.

Everyone was happy and celebrating, until there eye popped out from the sockets, because there in front of them was Albus Dumbledore, on top of Voldemort.

"As I was saying James, Harry was excellent at Quidditch, he was the youngest seeker in a century."

Dumbledore looked around, and couldn't help but shout, "BLOODY HELL."

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