Ch 16 The Purest of Magic
Neville strode up to the Dark Lord, stopping by Harry's side. The changes in Neville were remarkable, the boy who never could stand up to Snape was now facing the most evil wizard the world had ever known and not even flinching.
"The plan was mine" Neville said calmly.
The movement was so swift that none of the three students had time to react. Voldimort's wand almost flew to his hand. A spell was cried and a red flash of light illuminated. A bubble appeared, surrounding Neville.
"Nevandum Crfisium" Voldimort muttered under his breath "yes I see... this effects m plan in quite a devista..."
"Expeliamus!" Neville cried from within his bubble. The bubble burst and the spell shot for Voldimort, who blocked it easily. But Ginny was quick on the uptake; Voldimort was in the process of returning fire on Neville when she hit him with a stunning spell.
The Dark Lord's form fell to the ground, but did no lay still. He twitched and flopped around like a fish on dry land. Finally, glowing in a sickly green light he rose slowly to his feet.
"You think that such a simple spell will hold Lord Voldimort?" his hissing laughter rang forth "Petrium Dominusto!"
Neville was caught in a wave of water that surrounded him and imprisoned him. A small bubble appeared around his head but other than that he was immobile. Ginny raised her wand, and pointed it at Voldimort, who in turn pointed his wand at her. Harry raised his wand and fired a hex at the Dark Lord who waved it away with his wand.
"Crucio!" Voldimort screamed, sending the curse at Ginny. She raised waved her wand but didn't have time to create a Patronus. The curse hit her and she fell to the ground, screaming in pain. Harry ran to her side trying to make the pain go away, anyway possible.
Voldimort's merciless laughter started again in response to Harry's pitiful attempts to lift the curse. Ginny stopped moving, she had obviously passed out.
Harry whirled around to face his Mortal Enemy hatred blazing in his eyes. He pointed his wand and let his emotions flow. It was not a spell, it was pure magic. All the Hatred Harry felt for the (so-called) man standing before him poured out through his wand.
Voldimort casually raised his own wand and blocked the flow of magic, but quickly found that it was more difficult than he first anticipated. He had to tighten his grip on his wand, then to put a second hand on it. Voldimort furrowed his brow in concentration forcing Harry magical stream away. The stream of magic flowing from Harry's wand took on a golden glow and with renewed vigor pushed towards the Dark Lord. Finally the magic got the better of the Dark Lord and his wand was sent flying. The glow began to surround him and for the first time ever Harry though he look frightened.
Voldimort disappeared with a crack and the golden glow faded. The fiery wall disappeared and the water surrounding Neville evaporated, but Harry didn't notice as he ran to Ginny's side. Her unconscious from lay still as he hugged her to him. He cried then, the emotions that he had bottled up all his life came crashing out. He suddenly felt tired, no exhausted. He lay down next to Ginny and fell into a deep unconsciousness.
Dumbledore strode up to the bodies of Harry and Ginny and portkeyed them away, but before he did he cast a small charm on the pair. He left to get Ginny away and round up the few Death eaters who didn't retreat.
The battle in Hogsmead had been won but it was by no means an easy victory. Many Aurors and Order members had given there lives to achieve it. The students who had been wounded were being whisked away to the hospital wing in an almost continues flow. But many were injured badly and some were barley clinging to life. The situations was bleak at best.
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