He stared out the window as the memories came flooding back. Of war. Of lost loves. Of horrors which would make a grown man quiver in fear. His hand trembled as it traced his many scars. Scars which he earnt in the battle with Voldemort. His name, is Harry Potter and this is the story of the final battle with the Dark Lord Voldemort.
He was dead. Dumbledore, the one man Harry had always looked up to, the only person whom Voldemort was afraid of, was dead. His body shook as he relived over and over again the tragic moment in which Dumbledore the greatest wizard of all time was betrayed and murdered by someone he trusted. Harry swore over Dumbledore's body that he would get his revenge on Severus Snape. Harry was dragged up to the Gryffindor common room by his frinds Ronald Weasley and Hermione Granger. "Harry? Are you ok?" asked his concerned friends. "First Sirius now Dumbledore, I can't do this" Harry said through his tears. As Harry's friends comforted him downstairs was all pandemonium. Teachers and students were shocked as they found out the news. Soon the whole castle was teeming with the news. "Dumbledore is dead.", "How can this be?", "I don't believe it." were just some of the things said by teachers and students alike.
Far away in a deserted house two men sat and waited. Then, just as the clock struck 11 p.m. two men apparated into the house. "Speak." commanded one of the two men who was sitting. "It is done." answered the blond one. "Dumbledore is dead my lord Voldemort." Snape interjected. "Well done Malfoy and Severus. Tell me of the details." commanded Lord Voldemort. "All was going well until the Order of the Phoenix members showed up." Draco spoke. "He died pleading for mercy my lord." Snape smoothly interupted him. "How many Death Eaters did we lose?" asked Voldemort. "We lost Reynolds and Gibbon. Greyback and Amycus were stunned. We got a few of theirs but I don't believe they're dead." reported Draco. "Very good Draco you have done yourself proud. As have you Severus." Voldemort said. "Wormtail fetch us some wine" The other man hurriedly stood up bowed his head and rushed from the room.
Back at Hogwarts The whole castle was still in uproar. Wizards from the Ministry of Magic were arriving every minute. Distressed students and teachers were everywhere. Up in the Gryffindor common room Harry, Hermione and Ron were still coming to terms with the fact that they would never again see Albus Dumbledore. "I can't do it without Dumbledore" Harry cried. "On the contrary Harry you have to." came a voice. Harry lifted his head. "Sirius?"