Title: Last Words
Author: Ryu Of Darkness
Disclaimer: I do not claim to own any names of characters mentioned in this fic, all those rightfully belong to Miss Rowling.
Claimer: All dialogue, not including names mentioned, I came up with myself.
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"Well, well, well. Finally we meet our destiny, finally you meet you death Harry Potter." The Dark Lord, Voldemort hissed, cold, red, serpentine eyes glaring down at one Harry Potter, his prey. Phoenix core wand held aloft, The Dark Lord let a malice tainted laugh fill the room, coarse and rasping in his undead throat.
His own wand pointed at his enemy's chest, Harry felt a tremor of brief terror rack his thin form, causing his weapon to weaver in his grasp. Brilliant green eyes blazing with a million emotions, bitter anguish, flaming hate and anger, unwavering determination, and bubbling power were a few that tainted his vision. "No." Harry's harsh rasping voice spat out, gaze not leaving Voldemort's. "I'm not just Harry Potter." Harry said in a low and dangerous voice. The Dark Lord's eyes narrowed dangerously, but he did not move to attack. "Not just Harry Potter, not anymore." Harry very nearly whispered as if to himself.
Louder he spoke, first in a wavering, loud voice, but lower and darker as confidence bled into his vocals as he went. "I am Sirius Black." His voice was bitter. Voldemort looked derailed for a moment. "What nonsense is this." His voice hissed between clenched teeth. "I am Remus Lupin." Harry continued. "I am Cedric Diggory, I am Severus Snape, Lily Potter, James potter and all those innocent who you and your lackeys killed."
"I am my fallen friends and family, I am all who you caused heart ache, I am all you ever hurt. I, Voldemort," Harry spat out his nemesis' name. "am the golden hero of the wizarding world." There was strong bitterness in his voice as Harry said this. "I am the-boy-who-lived. I am Harry James Potter." Harry's voice had grown soft, but dangerous. Within his mind he pictured all the magical world's power and he felt it pulse with the steady rhythm of his heartbeat. He felt all pain, hate, anguish and anger enter his power core. Voldemort's eyes grew slightly wider in horror as he too, saw the frail boy in front of him take in the magical power of the world and focus it, all the while his green eyes glowing acidicly.
Then came the words of death, in all the voices of a million witches and wizards, Harry Potter spoke the two words that would end it all. "Avada Kadavara."
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Note: Sigh Now you may all roll your eyes at my over dramatic ending and mourn the death of Remus Lupin and Severus Snape (Whom I decided should be dead for this, just so I had more names to give Harry to say).