THE ELF PRINCE'S MATE

AUTHOR: fantasylover12001

RATING: R/M

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Harry Potter or any of it's characters. I do however own this AU verse so no stealing ideas or I'll sic my cat on you! This is no idle threat, my cat is BIG.

SUMMARY: The final battle ends and Lord Voldemort is finally defeated, though not in the way anyone expected...

PAIRING: Draco/Harry. Also Ron/Hermione, Seamus/Dean, and mentions of others.

AUTHOR NOTES: Twenty-one down, one more part to go! ;marvels at the fact that the damn thing is almost FINISHED;

CHAPTER 20: THE FALL OF LORD VOLDEMORT, PART II

'This might not have been my best idea' Draco thought absentmindedly as he dodged yet another sword swipe at his head. As he expected, Lord Voldemort accepted his challenge, most likely because he was eager to get rid of the last king who could stand in his way. The duel was taking longer then he expected though.

The man might have been rather grotesque looking, but he was a good swordsman, even though Draco was loathe to admit this fact. But Voldemort's fighting was flawed. He let his temper get the better of him quite a bit and took wild strikes at him a lot. Unfortunately his defense was good so it would be quite some time before Draco could use this to his advantage.

Draco parried another blow and then their blades crossed causing him to look into the other man's face even though he particularly didn't care too. Voldemort might have once been good looking but now he had several scars on his face and a constant scowl that made him look even uglier.

"You should never have come here, Malfoy," the man hissed.

The King scowled and kicked out causing them to separate and slowly circle each other again. "That's Your Majesty to you," Draco growled.

The man snorted. "You're not a king. You're no more a king then your father was."

That comment really pissed Draco off but he didn't attack. 'He WANTS you to lose your temper, Draco' he thought and settled for glaring at the man and said, "My father was more a king then you could ever hope to be."

With an angry snarl the man launched another attack that Draco dodged. He had been going on defensive mostly throughout the fight. One thing he remembered from his training vividly was that if you tired out your opponent first with little effort on your part then you had a better chance at defeat in the end.

Unfortunately for an older man, Voldemort seemed to have quite a bit of energy. He wasn't even breaking a sweat yet.

Their fight had started in the man's chambers. Now they had moved onto the terrace that wrapped around the tower his living quarters were in. Below another battle was taken place but Draco didn't spare a glance down to see who was winning. He couldn't afford too.

"What do you hope to accomplish with this?" Voldemort growled out suddenly. "You think that puny army you have down there will really win? My men outnumber them and you know it."

"A little over confident aren't we?" Draco said, then dodged another blow.

"I'm just stating a fact."

Just as Voldemort raised his sword a horn sounded in the distance causing him to look over into the hills in the distance. Draco couldn't help but look as well and then his eyes widened as an army came into view. He couldn't make out the emblems on the uniforms but he saw the red, blue, and yellow flags. There were even one or two green ones. Draco smirked and looked at Voldemort who stared dumbfounded at the scene. "I believe you were saying something about us being outnumbered?" Voldemort glared at him and his smirk widened. "You see Voldemort, we've grown tired of you bullying our lands. Even some of your own people have grown tired of you and have joined our forces. You've gotten a little too big for your breeches and it's time for us to loosen them. It's over."

"Damn you!" Voldemort suddenly snarled and swung his sword catching Draco by surprise. The force of his swing caused the blonde to lose his grip on his own sword and drop it. Draco cursed his idiocy and reached for it but had to scramble back when the other man aimed a vicious kick in his direction.

Each time he tried to get to his sword he had to duck another blow until finally the man kicked his should and tumbled onto the ground with a grunt of pain. 'Bastard's stronger then he looks' the blonde thought absentmindedly and then his eyes widened when he realized he was now backed against a wall with the other man towering over him, sword raised in one hand and a look of triumph on his face.

Draco struggled to his feet to dodge again but it turned out that he didn't have too. Because suddenly Voldemort let out a yell of pain and collasped to the ground. Draco stared dumbfounded at the now dead man and then saw the two daggers poking out of his back and neck. He blinked and looked up to see Harry with an equally shocked look over his face and hands over his mouth.

The King frowned and slowly got up to his feet and studied his husband. Harry didn't acknowledge his movement and just stared wide-eyed down at the dead body. "Harry? Are you all right?" he asked slowly.

"I killed him," he said slowly, not taking his eyes off the body.

"Yes, you did." Draco said cautiously.

"I didn't mean too," Harry said softly, almost sounding like a child who had gotten caught doing something wrong. "He was going to hurt you and I just reacted."

"I know, love," he said and pulled his mate into his arms so he wouldn't have to look at the body. Then he said softly, "Now you know why I wanted you to stay put. I didn't want you to see or do anything like this."

Outside, the battle waged on but was quickly won due to the help of all of the countries. Voldemort's army finally surrendered and cheers rose. In the castle Draco held his mate as he cried until they were finally ready to go outside.

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From the journal of Harry Potter:

January 1st,

Well, it's a new year.

The war is finally over and everyone has been celebrating nonstop. Ron has finally made things up to Hermione in more ways then one, they just received news that they are too have another child. Draco is already worried that they're going to turn into Ron's parents and he'll have a whole gaggle of Ron's offspring to deal with.

I'm feeling much better now then I did after...after the battle. I still feel horribly guilty for killing someone, even if it was Lord Voldemort but I've worked through it. My mate has been hovering over me ever since the battle and it's both sweet and irritating at the same time. Hermione has already given me several escape routes for when he becomes a little too smothering. Evidently Ron got on her nerves during her pregnancy as well.

Ginny and Pansy have started their courtship and it's going splendidly. Pansy is just smart and snarky enough to be able to put up with all of Ginny's overprotective brothers and they all like her. Fred and George are constantly involving her in their schemes which Ron tells me in Weasley speak means she's part of the family now.

Seamus and Dean have finally set a wedding date for March. Took them long enough. I can't wait to get Seamus back for all the jokes he made about my getting married during my wedding. Revenge will be sweet.

I guess the saying is true, life does go on.

AUTHOR NOTES: I apologize for the bad action, I'm not good at writing action scenes, that's why I try to put as few of them as possible in so I don't torture you guys. But hey, it's over! Well...still got the epilogue but other then that, it's over.