Chapter 8: Chaos
Ginny was stuck up against the wall.
Malfoy had used a charm on her and now she couldn't move her arms or her legs. He was smirking at her now, standing 2 metres away from her. She glared at him, fear still not evident in her eyes. This seemed to throw Malfoy off slightly, but only for a moment. He too had seemed to come to a revelation; She may not be scared now, but she would be soon.
Ginny was straining to hear what was going on outside the dark room, but she could barely hear the muffled sound from her spot in the room. She wanted to know what was happening, especially to Harry. She hoped beyond hope that he would be ok, even if she was not there to witness his victory. Sacrifices had to be made, and she would be the sacrifice. She looked upon her death. She was not afraid.
But death was not coming. Draco Malfoy seemed to be stalling. Ginny frowned. She wanted him to get it over and done with. He still smirked, but there was nervousness in his eyes. She sighed loudly.
'Can you hurry up Malfoy and just do whatever the fuck you want to do with me?' She said, annoyed. Malfoy glared at her, and then smirked once again, though indecision was still evident in his eyes. Ginny laughed.
'Honestly, Malfoy. I'm here right in front of you, helpless, and you can't do it.' He said mockingly. Malfoy took a step closer.
'I can do whatever I want, even kill you, Weasley.' He said in a deadly whisper.
'I expected that, just get it over with.' She said. Malfoy hesitated for a moment, as if weighing up his choices. Then he breathed deeply and moved in, placing his lips roughly on hers. She did not share the kiss with him, but did not give any resistance either, not that she could have. He started to move his hands down her body, feeling her. Again, she did not struggle, but accepted what was happening to her.
Suddenly he pulled away. Ginny raised an eyebrow, but was not disappointed. She just wished he would get it over with. Malfoy was looking nervous and upset.
'I can't do this!' He cried angrily, sounding like he was yelling at himself. It looked as if he was beating himself up about it. Ginny supposed he would. He was supposed to do this, and couldn't. It must have been killing him. But she didn't care. She wanted him to stop stalling.
She was just about to voice this when a loud crash was heard outside, then shouts. Malfoy turned and looked at the door, and then turned back to her. Ginny didn't notice. She was smiling absentmindedly. Those sounds could only mean one thing.
The Gryffindors had come.
Malfoy seemed to have come to this conclusion as well. How it was affecting him was not yet clear. The noise started to get louder as the Death Eaters overcame the shock of seeing 14 teenagers come into the room. Ginny wished she could go and help, but knew she couldn't.
Just at that moment, she fell to the floor. She looked at her arms and legs in confusion. They could move. Ginny looked at the only person capable of doing this. Draco Malfoy was hastily putting his wand in his pocket. He looked up and caught her confused gaze. He smiled nervously. She had never seen him smile before.
'Quick. Go now.' He said hastily, gesturing to the door. She frowned at him and got up warily, watching him carefully. He sighed impatiently. 'Go!'
Ginny jumped into a run and opened the door, looking at Malfoy once more before moving outside.
Chaos.
Charms were being thrown across the room in every direction. People basked in the green glow could be seen in concentration, aiming their wands at others. Yells, screams and shouts added to the sound of impacting spells, which echoed off the stone walls. Ginny was not noticed in amidst the fray. It was a good thing to, especially since she had no wand.
She wasn't sure exactly what she was thinking about doing, especially being so unarmed. She looked around for anyone she could make out. Ron or Hermione, or Harry. She scanned the room.
Ginny could make out a couple of Gryffindors; their robes flailing as fast movements were executed. She looked at the second year, Camille, just in time to see her punch a Death Eater hard in the nose, then kicking him in the groin. She then picked up her wand where it had fallen after the death eater had disarmed her, it seemed. It was then Ginny realized that she didn't need a wand to defend her self.
Filled with a new vigor, Ginny moved throughout the battle quickly, dodging death eaters and ricocheting spells. She stopped and scanned the room once more, ducking as a spell whizzed over her head. It was then that she saw the unmistakable fiery red hair of her brother. He had his wand poised at a Death eater who looked in his 30's. The Death Eater was facing away from Ginny, so he had not seen her yet. She moved up quietly behind him, which wasn't hard considering all the noise in the room. Ron saw her and his eyes flicked to her quickly, and then he looked back at the man.
'Say your prayers boy.' The man said as he raised his wand. Right at that moment he buckled and fell to the floor, groaning in pain. Ginny had kicked him in between to legs with as much force as she could. It seemed to have made its mark. She moved over to Ron who was staring at her in relief.
'Your ok! Thank goodness!' He yelled over the noise. She smiled.
'As good I can be. Is everyone alright?'
Ron frowned.
'I'm not sure,' he replied, looking around. He then noticed that she had no wand.
'Where's your wand?'
'It got snapped. Where's Harry?' she asked, looking around for him once more. Ron pointed to a side of the room. There was an opening in the clutter and there stood two figures, wands raised. She was surprised she hadn't seen it before. She moved closer and watched the two figures. Harry and Voldemort.
Harry was watching Voldemort closely, for any movement or signs that may signal attack. Voldemort had been courteous enough to give him his wand back; though whether it was to have a fair fight or because he knew he would win was not clear. No spells had yet been thrown, but Harry knew it was only a matter of time.
At the beginning of the battle, Lucius Malfoy had tried to kill Harry before Voldemort had gotten to him. The dark Lord had snarled at him.
'The boy is mine!' He had hissed at Lucius. 'Go and do something else instead of plaguing me with your unworthy presence.'
Lucius had moved off silently, feeling degraded by his lord's response. Harry had barely noticed. His eyes had been on Voldemort.
They still were. Neither was distracted by the chaos around them. It was as if a bubble had been made around them, blocking out everything else apart from themselves. Harry was just waiting for Voldemort to suddenly strike, like a cornered snake, but so far he had not done so.
The dark lord suddenly chuckled, though it was not something that sounded happy. Harry did not falter; he still kept concentration on the man in front of him.
'I must say this is most amusing, Harry. Here we are; the two souls that everybody talks about. The only souls who can destroy one another,' He stopped at this point with a smug look on his face, as Harry frowned in confusion. How did he know about the prophecy? 'Yes I know the other half of the prophecy. You are not the only ones. How could you think you could hide it from me forever?'
He was rewarded by another confused look from Harry with slight anger. He cleared his throat and continued.
'The only souls who can destroy one another; the most famous souls in the entire wizarding world; and we do nothing. We stand here, amidst battle, the two ones who caused this, and we do nothing,' Voldemort stated in an amused tone. He gestured to the left. 'Though your girlfriend seems interested in watching this.'
Harry did not mean to look. He tried so hard not to. But when someone gestures to something, the first subconscious reaction is to look, even if it for but a millisecond. Harry's eyes darted over to where Ginny stood, watching him helplessly. Their eyes met for a moment, then he heard Voldemort yell 'Crucio!'
Harry did the first thing his brain decided to do. He ducked. The curse went flying over his head, but it was a near miss. He swore at himself for his foolish actions. But it was too late to undo what had happened.
The battle had started.
Harry got up quickly, so that Voldemort could not have a chance to try anything. He ducked once more as another charm flew over his head. Then he pulled out his wand and yelled 'Stupefy!'
Voldemort laughed as he stepped out of the way of the red flash of light casually.
'Is that the best you can do, Potter?' He asked. 'You will need a lot more than some childish charm to defeat me.'
Harry gritted his teeth as he tried to concentrate. He did not want to use an unforgivable curse. He would not sink down to his level. Though in his mind he knew that he would have to use the worst of them to kill Voldemort; he pushed it out of his mind.
'Petrificus Totalus!' He cried. Voldemort ducked the spell easily and laughed once more.
'Come on, Harry. It would be so much easier to use a curse that will work.' Voldemort coaxed.
'I will not sink down to your level.' Harry said, gritting his teeth once again. Voldemort grinned.
'Ahh but you see, you would not be sinking,' He replied, straightening up and raising his wand once more. 'And since you don't seem to want to do this, the end for you, comes now.'
Harry knew what was going to happen. This was why instead of Voldemort's voice calling out the unforgivable curse being heard, there were two voices that called it out, in union.
'Avada Kedavra!'There were two brilliant flashes of green light that spurted from each wand, adding to the green glow of the room. The room went silent for one moment, as both sides turned to watch the battle. The two spears of green light met in the middle and then clashed, suddenly consuming the spears of light into a single point in the middle until it disappeared. Harry frowned and Voldemort seemed about to say something when suddenly it happened.
At the point where the curses had disappeared there appeared a point of green light. Then suddenly it expanded in a circular wave of green. It moved to the sides of the room, with a booming sound, washing everyone in its light. Then as quickly as it had come, it disappeared. No one seemed to be harmed. But that was at first glance.
Harry was on the floor, his eyes closed. Voldemort was staggering from the force. Then he looked up in obvious pain and disappeared into thin air.
Voldemort was gone.
The death eaters fled as soon as they realized they had no leader.
Ginny was the first to react from the shock. She ran over to Harry's side and threw herself down at his side.
'Harry?' She asked, shaking him slightly. 'Wake up. Please wake up.'
Harry did not move. Everyone watched her. They all knew the worst had happened. Tears streamed down Ginny's face as she continued to shake him.
'Wake up, Harry. Wake up,' She sobbed. 'I'm so sorry, Harry.'
Hermione watched with tears in her eyes. Ron stood motionless. The whole room was silent.
After a half an hour Ginny finally accepted the truth.
Harry Potter was dead.
A/N. Well I hope you all enjoyed that! Mwa hahahhahaha I love cliff hangers! Anyway! I will finish the next chapter as soon as I can, though exams and assignments are coming up so I don't have as much time as usual…I don't know how long it will take but I will do it as soon as I can…cause I know your just dying to know what happens!
Well I have decided against shoutouts…mainly because fanfiction hates them and I don't want my story to be kicked off…but I will answer any questions still! Special thanks to KnightHax0r who wrote a nice long review! hehehe