My Little Horcrux
Chapter 7 Checkmate
The pawns moved first. Curses flew towards the cloaked figures, who fired back, before several fell to the ground. Green light streaked the sky like lightning, and with a flash, the receivers fell to the ground, causing a dull thud to ring through the air, unheard over the shouts and screams of various curses and jinxes.
Then, the more powerful pieces moved. Remus burst from behind a gravestone; bolts of coloured light flying every which way, contacting hooded figures who flew back. Minerva closed her eyes, and bellowed succendo and the ground beneath several death eaters cracked, spewing fire from below, engulfing them in bright heat, the flesh sizzling and falling from their heat drying bones.
Several pieces pinned the king. Moody cursed at a crypt, causing it to fly into another one, forming a corner around Voldemort, another one followed, and several Order members held the crypts down with beams of blue light. The death eaters threw curses left and right, but were defeated by the Order, who fanned out around the crypts that trapped Voldemort.
Then, a piece moved in for checkmate. Harry finally emerged. He walked towards Voldemort, his wand held out. Voldemort spat. Harry glared. The two of them walked towards each other. Harry's heart raced, but he wouldn't let his face reveal that. Voldemort eyes seamed filled with fire, but behind fire, there is always fear.
"Expeliarmus!" Voldemort yelled, not wanting to risk the golden web again, and sure enough Harry fell to the ground, his wand flung out of the way. The Order knew not to move, only Harry could kill Voldemort.
"Avada Kedavra!" The green light flew at Harry; he knew it was over, now that Voldemort had his blood. But then the light faded, a body fell to the ground. Harry realized that Severus Snape had jumped in front of the curse. Harry grabbed his wand while Voldemort stared.
"In Tui Mors Mortis Ego Sum Fui Futurus Solvo!" A gold burst of light flew from Harry's wand, striking Voldemort. Harry whispered, watching his foe fall to the ground, "In your death I am free."
"So," Hermione sighed, "R.A.B. did succeed in destroying the Horcruxes."
Harry stared, unmoving, at the body of his vanquished enemy. Far from happy, he felt empty, the crumpled body of the dark lord before him was a sight he thought would've pleased him, but all he could see was the face of a broken man, bent by hardship and cruelty, until sane insanity gripped his life, as he sought for immortality. I shall succeed where he has failed. Harry thought.
Unnoticed, there was a note, clutched in Severus' lifeless hand.
I love you, Severus Snape, but I have to do this. Voldemort's insanity will no longer destroy lives, like it has ours. I'm sorry I must leave you, and I know that I'll never see you again. But that doesn't matter, all that matters is that I love you, and I can't let what his insanity did to us happen to anyone else. I'm going to find the Horcruxes, and destroy them. He will be mortal again.
I love you.
Regulus Amadeus Black
Ginny ran up to Harry, pulling him into an embrace. A tear fell down Harry's pale cheek, he brushed it away, he set his jaw, and he pushed Ginny away. Taken aback, she looked at him, trying to understand.
"Harry!" she called as he walked away, and with a pop he disappeared.
Harry appeared at the familiar 12 Grimmauld Place. I will be immortal, He told himself. He found his firebolt, and he walked into the room where Buckbeak lived. His wand spun through the air, Harry's eyes strained looking at an old scrap of parchment, he read it flawlessly, his mind racing, and his heart matching pace.
Harry's heart felt as though it was being ripped apart, he doubled over, clutching his chest, he felt as though he would throw up. The firebolt glowed, and Buckbeak pranced angrily, pain searing through him. Harry's every nerve seemed to burn and pinch, he was wrapped in an inescapable pain.
But it ended. Harry felt split, his eye's seemed to see, but not to look, his ears heard but couldn't listen, and he could touch, but he didn't feel. He smiled, the lingering tingling pain still pulsing through his body, at his first two horcruxes. He cast an invisibility spell on his broom, and magicked it away.
With a pop, Harry was back at the graveyard. He pulled Ginny away, leading her into a crypt, where he cast a silencing spell. He sat her down, and she smiled nervously. She assumed that Harry wanted to sleep with her. She looked confused when Harry pulled out a ratty piece of parchment and he started to wave his wand through the air.
"Oblivious!" Harry shouted. He put away his wand and smiled at Ginny, who smiled back, oblivious to the ratty parchment and the wand waving. "I love you, Ginny."
"I love you, too, Harry." Ginny beamed, before jumping up and pressing her lips against Harry's.
The wedding was a year and a half later. They said their vows, greeted countless guests at the reception, and then they Apperated off to Paris for their honeymoon. Harry pushed Ginny onto the bed, his hands removing her clothing, his lips caressing the nape of her neck. He threw his own clothes to the ground when he had finished with hers.
He slid into her. He rocked forward, and she forced her hips up, their warming bodies met, Harry's hands running down Ginny's back, and Ginny's hands tracing Harry's chest muscles. Harry continued to thrust, and his lips lowered and pressed against her rising nipple, softly biting and sucking, her hands gripped his shaggy black hair, and her head rolled back.
Their moaning rose in the air, as they both fell into a heap of sweating flesh. Their breaths came in pants, and they slowly slipped into sleep, Ginny's red hair cascading over Harry's chest, his arms pulling her close. He kissed the top of her head, before joining her in sleep. He dared to whisper, not audible, even to Ginny, "My little Horcrux."