Hey Guys…….

I kind of left my notebook at my Grandparents house….. im going to try to make it up on the fly though, so if you don't really like it, then tell me in your review and when I get the notebook back, I will replace this thing with the prewritten version…..

Okay people, this is it…. The final fight. This story has been really fun to write, and I hope yall liked it. But wait a second, I still have two chapters to go after this………

Well anyways, here is chapter 18….

Enjoy…

Chapter 18

Unexpected Savior

As Harry and Hermione sat in the wreckage of the Gryffindor Common Room, thinking of ways to figure out where Ron was, when Hermione suddenly said,

"Wait a second, I've just remembered something."

"What is it?" Harry asked.

"That you can't appearate onto Hogwarts grounds."

"Yeah…So?"

"So, that means that Bellatrix Lastronge got in exactly how the Death Eaters got in last time, through the-"

"The invisibility cabinets.! Of course!"

"but they've probably moved the cabinets somewhere besides Borgan and Burkes, because—AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Hermione screamed as pain ripped through her head once more;

Hermione was looking out of the opening of a cave, from where she could see the village of Hogsmeade. Ron lay next to her, motionless. She took a closer look at Ron's lifeless body……

"NOOO!" Hermione bellowed.

Once the pain had subsided, Hermione recollected herself enough to say,

"They've moved the cabinet… into the caves of Hogsmeade, Harry."

"What?"

"the caves, Harry."

"well lets go get him then!"

After Harry had gotten his invisibility cloak from the dormitory, They both slipped out of the hole in the wall that served as their portrait hole now, and silently crept down the hallway.

Once they were outside, they ran towards the Village of Hogsmeade. When they reached it, they tore up the path towards the caves. When they reached one of them, Harry flung out an arm to stop Hermione from going any further.

"Get your wand out now," He whispered, barely moving his lips at all.

"Well, well, well, it seems that we have a little bit of company," Lord Voldemort said, stepping out of the shadows of the cave, dragging Ron in front of him. Ron was bound and gagged, and had a nasty looking gash on the side of his face, which was slowly oozing blood.

"Voldemort," Harry said with more venom in his voice than he had ever used with Snape, which was saying a lot.

"I heard that there was another prophesy. About your….savior, of sorts. I would very much like to know who that person is.

"I'm not going to tell you that!" Harry said, savagely.

"Oh I think that you will," Voldemort now held a gleaming silver dagger up to Ron's throat. The dagger was already stained with blood.

"Or Weasley dies."

There was complete silence following this statement.

"You see, I'm looking for a trade of some kind. You tell me who the savior is, and I will spare Weasley's life. You don't tell me, and , well, lets just say that things will get kind of nasty."

"So either way, one's gotta die, right?" Harry asked sourly.

"More or less, yes," Voledemort replied, still cool as a cucumber.

"That's in sane troll logic! I'm not choosing between my two best friends!" Then, realizing what he'd just said, clapped both hands over his mouth. Hermione put her face in her hands.

"No!" Ron shouted, but it came out as,

"Nearrgg!" because of his gag.

"Oh, ho! Sticky situation, Potter! Well guess what? You are now going to have to live the rest of your life knowing that you killed one of your best friends," Voldemort said, turning to face Hermione.

"You know, maybe I won't kill her," He said, running his eyes up and down Hermione's body, making her shudder,

"Mudblood she may be, but maybe I will let one of my younger death eaters have a little fun with her, if you know what I mean."

"STUPIFY!" Harry said it without thinking. In his haste to block the spell, Voldemort dropped Ron and the dagger. Hermione dragged him to where Voldemort could not get him and cut his bonds and took out his gag.

"You're quick Potter, I'll give you that much. Like your father. You want to know what else you and your father have in common? You're weak. I have no more to say to you. AVADA KEDAVRA!"

Harry did not react. This was it. The curse was flying at him. His wand was pointing uselessly at the ground.

What happened next seemed to go in slow motion Hermione left Ron's side and dived in front of Harry, in the way of the spell. She out stretched her hands. The spell hit her instead of Harry.

On impact, a brilliant purple light shot out of the ends of Hermione's fingertips. The green light could not get through. The shield seemed to be absorbing the energy. Hermione screamed in anguish.

Then, she fell to the ground.

"Filthy Mudblood!" Voldemort screeched.

Hermione pointed her wand at Voldemort and muttered a spell that Harry was sure she hadn't learned in any class. A turquoise spell came shooting out of the wand tip and hit Voldemort directly in the face. He blundered around for a bit, as though suddenly blind. When this subsided, he pointed his wand at Hermione and said, with every drop of poison in him,

"CRUCIO!"

As soon as the spell hit her skin, Hermione was literally blasted off of her feet. She lay on the ground writhing and screaming and sobbing.

The spell lifted.

"One other thing, Potter. You and your Father also have this in common; you are both completely and utterly alone." Voldemort laughed coldly.

"He's not alone," Said a voice from behind Harry. He turned.

Hermione stood there, tall and proud, with her wand outstretched before her. The emerald green that had been her eyes while she wore the Veela Diamond was back, but Harry noticed that this time there was a fire burning deep within them.

"He's got me," She finished.

"Hermione Jane Granger. The brightest witch that Hogwarts has seen in over a century. I got eleven OWL's," Hermione went on.

"Well I frankly don't give a damn how many OWL's you got," Voldemort hissed.

"Well you will, you cretin," Hermione laughed in a voice that Harry had never heard her use before. It was low and sultry, seductive, even.

"AVADA KEDAVRA!" this time, there was no way that the spell could miss its intended target. The spell shot towards Harry.

"Shielde Belcontre'e!" Hermione shouted holding her hands out in front of her. A blue force of some kind shot out of her hands and sped towards Harry. Just before the killing curse hit Harry, Hermione's shield blocked it, sending it straight back at Voldemort. His eyes widened, for he knew that his Horcruxes could no longer save him.

The spell collided with the new target. Voldemort was blasted into the air, gave one last ear-splitting scream, and was hurled into the depths of the cave.

Ah… Harry thought as he heard the unmistakable thud of Voldemorts body landing on the cave floor ahead.

The world is safe again.

Then the world tumbled into blackness.

Soooo wadja think? Good or Friggin terrible. This was probably one of my most favorite things to write in this story. Well gotta go! There's gonna be some humor at the beginning of the next chapter.

NEXT CHAPTER: Final Goodbyes

The 7th years reminisce, and everyone says goodbye to Hogwarts for the very last time…..

Stay Tuned!