Well here's the second and last part of my story. Please make me happy and leave a review. Thanks.

She crashed to the ground and as she looked around knew she was in a graveyard. Then she noticed Harry and Ron by a tombstone. It was one of the happiest moments in her life to see them there. It had been so long since she had seen Harry. And she had to admit he looked terrible.

"Well he showed up" Voldemort said loudly

"Well I was taking a stroll and thought I should stop by" Harry said raising his wand

"I see you brought the blood traitor. To bad he's going to die once we're finished" Voldemort said chuckling

"Give us Hermione" Ron said stepping up beside Harry

"Aww look at the little fool. He wants his little mudblood. How sickening but nonetheless you might as well say goodbye together because none of you are leaving alive." he said and flicked his wand and Hermione felt the invisible ropes fall limp. She rushed to the other side of the field and fell into Ron's arms and then gave Harry a huge hug.

"Well now that we hugged and cried can we get on with this! I have places to be and people to kill" Voldemort said aggravated

Harry stepped up with his wand raised. Ron handed Hermione a wand he nicked from another student and they stood back to make sure none of the other death eaters would step in. They knew what Harry had to do and they couldn't step in.

"So Potter tell me, what have you been up to lately? Have you been doing interview about how your going to defeat me? Or have you been practicing your ABC's?", Voldemort said raising his wand

"No no. I've caught up on my knitting.", Harry said waiting for him to make the first move

"EXPELLIARM-"

"FINITE INCANTATEM", Harry interjected quickly

"Ok I lied. I wasn't knitting. Ever hear of a little old wizard called Myrddin? Or Merlin as most know him as? Great wizard don't you think? Well let's just say I ran into an ancestor if his."

"Impossible. Silly little Potter, Merlin never had any children.", Voldemort said laughing

"Not that we knew of. I sought out to find a wizard living in Russia. His name was Sunuama. He was rumored to be a decent from Merlin himself. So curious I went to find him. Great man. I learnt a lot from him. I know how to kill you Voldemort.", Harry said seriously looking him in the eyes

"AVADA-"

"ADAMO!" Harry yelled

Hermione stood there amazed at just what happened. The killing curse had been blocked. Never had that happened before. But she had never heard that spell before.

Apparently Voldemort was a bit shocked and was caught off guard when Harry fired another spell at him.

"INCARCEROUS" Harry yelled

Voldemort fell to the ground and was bound by ropes. The deatheaters couldn't believe what happened and all raised there wands at Harry. Ron and Hermione instantly stepped in front of Harry and told him to end this and started to fight the other deatheater. Hermione took 5 while Ron took 6. Harry would take out the ones charging at him. For a moment Hermione thought they were going to be overpowered when suddenly she saw members of the Order coming from a distance. It was then that she knew they would win. But it was that moment that Hermione lost concentration. When she took her eyes off of the Order members a deatheater had his wand right between her eyes. And when she thought she was done.

Ron came.

With all his might he slammed right into the deatheater knocking him over. After that it happened in a split second. As Ron clashed with the deatheater another came on the side of Hermione and all she remembers is a green flash flying past her face. She fell to the ground next to Ron. Maybe it missed him. It had to. Then she saw the burnt hole on the back of his shirt. She turned his face to her. All she saw were the vacant eyes of Ronald Weasley.

From behind she heard this laughter. The deatheater was laughing. Something erupted within Hermione. Some kind of fire that could burn a village. Then a dark pitiless rage filled her eyes. She never even remembered thinking about it. Some force took over her and she brought up her wand.

"AVADA KEDAVRA"

She watched as the deatheater fell to the ground limp.

It was the first time she had ever killed a person.

Hermione looked around. The Order by now was fighting. She was alone. Fires were everywhere and spells flying past her head. Yet she didn't care. Hermione turned around once more. Perhaps Ron had waken up. She fell to her knees and turned him to face her. His face had lost all color. It even seemed like his hair had also.

Was he really gone?

It felt like hours as Hermione stared down at Ron. But it was only seconds.

Nothing for her was really registering. She was waitingto be woken up by Ron so she could hug him and tell him how sorry she was for being mad at him. Maybe if she hadn't fought with him none of this would have ever happened. She wouldn't have been captured. It was all her fault.

A spell flew over her head and caught her attention. She was snapped out of it and reminded of the war going on. She had to get up.

You must fight, she told herself

They need you, she heard a voice in the back of her head.

Hermione lifted herself up and felt her shirt. It was drenched. But not from sweat, but from tears.

She turned around and saw Harry pointing his wand at Voldemort's head. He was still bound.

"ABIGO CONSCIO" Harry yelled

A searing white light flew out of Harry's wand and hit Voldemort in the head. For a moment nothing happened. Had this spell even worked?

Then Voldemort started screaming and twisting violently. The most surreal thing then happened. A stream of white light erupted from him. Then another then another. Eventually all you could see was a huge ball of white light. Then in a blink of an eye it was gone...

He was gone.

Everyone stopped fighting. Everyone became quiet. They all turned to Harry and the spot Voldemort once remained. And from there the deatheater either ran, gave up, or fought to the death. As the Order members tried to capture the fleeing deatheaters Hermione joined Harry at his side.

He was still staring at the spot Voldemort once remained.

"Is Voldemort gone?" Hermione asked looking on with Harry

He nodded.

"What did you do. What were those spells, Adamo and Abigo Conscio?" she asked dumbfounded

"Adamo was love at it's greatest. And Abigo Conscio meant to banish evil. Sunuama came up with them. He had just created Adamo and was testing it out he told me to use it. Just think soon everyone will have something to block the unforgivables. And Abigo Conscio gets rid of all the evil and hate in someone. It's usually used to help people. But with Voldemort, evil is all he had. So when I used it he destroyed himself in a way. He just became nothing. That spell destroyed the last Horcrux making it able to kill him."

"So it's really over", Hermione said with a sigh

"Yeah", Harry said then added, "Where's Ron?"

Then it came back to Hermione. Reality hit her in the face.

She remained silent and Harry turned to her for an answer. All she did was stare back at him with tears coming down her face. Harry looked at her confused for a second then it hit him. She clung on to Harry and sobbed into his hole filled shirt. Harry held onto his best friend and cried also.

"Harry I loved him so m-much" Hermione said into his shirt

Harry didn't know what to say. So he just held her close.

Hermione woke up and reminded herself that she had to stay awake. Besides she didn't want to fall back asleep and have to relive that nightmare. That certain event in her life had been recurring a few times in the past couple weeks. And she knew why.

Today was the day Ron had died 5 years ago.

"Ronald!", Hermione yelled across the park

A small boy came running up to Hermione and leaped into her arms.

"Ready to go?" she asked taking his hand

"Yes mum."

Hermione apparated to an open field with flowers everywhere.

"Mum are we seeing daddy again?" asked the small boy with brilliant red hair

"Yes. Now why don't you go get some flowers." she said as he ran off

Hermione approached the headstone and sat down next to it.

She would never forgive herself for fighting with Ron that beautiful night. She still remembered why she started all of it to. It was that night she learned she was pregnant. It hurt her so much that he never knew. It also hurt her that her son would only have pictures and a headstone to know as a father.

She still took comfort that she still had the whole Weasley family to help her deal with it all. Ron came running back with a fist full of blue and red flowers. He plopped down next to his mother and looked at the Headstone.

"Ron I love you", she said looking at her son

"I love you to mum" he said

"Mum what does that say", Ron said after a few moments, pointing at the headstone

Hermione looked where he was pointing and read under Ron's name what her and the Weasley family only thought appropriate for Ronald Weasley.

Cowards die many times before their deaths;

The valiant never taste of death but once

The End

Well I hoped you liked it. I know my ending shall never come close for what Rowling has in store for us. But still I like to think about different ways the HP series may end. Oh and incase anyone is wondering my last two lines are from The Tragedy of Julius Caesar by William Shakspere. Well please leave a review:)