With a Flick of His Wrist…
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Chapter 1- The Face Off
This story is written in Harry's point of view except for the preface
Preface-
It was here, in the dark little room of his father's house that Voldermort, or as the few that know him as Tom Riddle, planned to kill Harry Potter, therefore fulfilling the prophecy.
Voldermort looked positively gleeful at the thought off killing Harry Potter, he had awaited this moment for 19 years. He looked around the room, on the floor next to him lay the body his faithful snake, Nagini. He was quite pissed at how potter had, during the last battle that took place, plunged a dagger into her middle, therefore killing her.
He was so into his own thoughts that he didn't hear a small pop or the mutter of a small spell behind him next to the locked door.
Harry's POV
That coward, hiding in this tiny room thinking that one of his death eaters is going to tip him off that I'm coming. Too bad the Order was there in time to fight them off… he doesn't even know I'm here yet, that arrogant asshole.
… And with a flick of his wand and the thought of the words "sectumsempra" Voldermort was alerted to his presence.
"Hello Tom, fancy seeing you here, thought your 'friends' would tip you off, well you thought wro-"
"I'm not Tom any more," hissed Voldermort. The deep gashes that the spell caused were now oozing something that looked similar to blood, but looked as if it was evil. "You think you're going to kill me tonight, you're wrong… You'll meet the same end as you're father, begging for mercy."
Harry was engulfed in rage up to his eyeballs "HE DID NOT BEG, HE FOUGHT-"
"Same as you're good for nothing godfather, Dumbledore, and McGonagall, you'll meet the end…" with that he started to laugh, as though Harry could do nothing to him.
"Morfamigo"
Voldermort looked up as soon as he heard this spell he knew this one, it was just as bad as the killing curse except it killed slowly, his blood was going to start to clog and eventually stop, if he had no help he would die with in the next 20 minutes. He thought he felt his body weaken, but wait… the horcruxes.
Harry thought he saw a small flicker of fear in Voldermorts eyes, but it was gone as soon as it came.
"You won't have any help tonight Tom, and you will die… Your Horcruxes are gone and your faithful Death Eater 'friends' won't be able to save your skin this time. Only Order members are able to apparate in and out of this room…"
"You won't kill me-" Voldermort stopped and coughed out blood, his body was weakening- I can save you… we can save each other, become immortal, it's what your mother would have wanted…-"
He was cut off by Harry- "You don't know what my Mum would have wanted and it's because of you that I don't know either you fucking bastard… it's because of you I don't know my father, Godfather, you ruined people's lives, you know that…" Harry turned to leave… He couldn't believe Volermort didn't feel regret or anything… he could blast all wall out with all the anger he felt now.
Voldermort took this opportunity to grab his wand- "Avada Ke-"
He was cut off by Harry, screaming the spell with all his might, all the anger burning out of him- "Protego"
Voldermort was basted through the wall into the other room…he was dead… the ceiling collapsed on him.
"I've done it…" whispered Harry. He then touched a stone in his pocket to alert order members… then blackness…
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