Chapter Nineteen

The Fall of Harry Potter

Ginny and Neville appeared in the cellar of the Manor, but they saw that it was empty. They couldn't find anyone there. Running up the steps, they tried to open the door but found it locked. Using all the spells they knew, they tried to open the doors but nothing worked. It was only then they saw this for what it was, the work of Harry.

Harry! You bastard! Let us out! Ginny shouted at him mentally.

This fight isn't your's Gin. You two are needed at Hogwarts. Go while I have his attention. I will help you in spirit, which is all I can offer right now. Harry thought

What is going to happen at Hogwarts? Neville asked.

An attack.

Neville and Ginny didn't ask anymore questions. They knew why Harry had tricked them into this, and were ready to handle what he was telling them about. It was the only way for the group to be split at this time, to force them to be separate. They had no choice now but to enter the battle for Hogwarts on their own. They grabbed the port key and felt the familiar tug behind their navels as they were pulled through to Hogwarts.

"Long time, Tom." Harry said easily. "Been more than a year, actually. Tell me, what's new?"

Voldemort was taken aback by the way Harry spoke as if they had been old friends. To think this boy would act as if he weren't going to die on this day was almost as infuriating as finding out he managed to bring himself into his house with all of the spells Voldemort himself had put into place.

"Well, Harry, today is the biggest day of my life it seems." Voldemort said calmly. "You see, my sworn enemy is going to surrender to me, or he is going to watch his wife and two friends die."

"Very interesting." Harry said. "But you only have one of my friends captive." Harry said. "Not that that would help you if they wanted to escape. I think they just wanted to watch the show."

"Really?" Voldemort said. He nodded his head. The Death Eaters in the room pointed their wands at three of the children. Ron was rushed beside Hermione and all three of them were chained to the wall. "I believe I have more than one trick up my sleeve."

"So do I, Tom." Harry said, his smile still not fading from his lips.

"The power is building, Harry Potter. Be careful, control it." Slytherins ring spoke to him.

"What was that Potter?" Voldemort said. "Did you say something?"

"Not me, Tom. Slytherin's ring." Harry said. His smile broadened as he saw Voldemort's anger. "It chose to be worn by me, you see. Your own ancestor wants me to destroy your sorry ass."

"How dare you speak of him whelp!" Voldemort said, moving his wand quickly. "Avada Kedavra!"

Harry wasn't even bothering with his shield. He waved his hand and the spell shot beside him and hit a Death Eater on his left. "You forgot, Tom, that I am very powerful."

"Lets see how powerful you really are." Voldemort said, point his wand at Serena. "Avada Kedavra!"

Serena's shield jumped instantly with a power she had never felt before. The orange lightning burst inside the shield. When the killing curse hit it, the spell exploded, causing the other two to raise their shields with the same power.

Serena, Hermione, stay calm. Relax as much as you can. Don't take too much of the power I have. Harry thought to them.

"Damn." Harry said. "You are really bad at killing people. Poor, poor half blood Tom. Can't even kill a group of teenagers."

"You talk a lot, boy. Lets see you kill me." Voldemort said. "GUARDS! Potter is in the castle!"

"Let it out now!"

Harry's eyes dropped to black quickly, but the emotions on his face spoke clearly. Without even moving, a spell which seemed to cause a whirlwind of fire swept through the room. Harry gave his three friends more power to protect them from the spell. Then he heard a thought he never expected.

We are going to loose!

When Harry felt only four people around him un-burnt, he forced the spell out of the room, causing any Death Eater that was coming to help to feel the fire that could only be called Harry's wrath. Turning back to Voldemort, his eyes were normal again. He was shocked that Voldemort was still alive.

"I'm not that easy to kill, boy!" Voldemort said. "There is no person alive that can kill me!"

Neville and Ginny appeared just inside the main entrance to Hogwarts and immediately began screaming at the top of their voices, hoping at least one person might hear them. Who appeared before them was nothing short of a miracle to them. Dobby and Winky were standing in front of them smiling.

"Is Harry sir being back from his adventure, Miss Wheezy?" Dobby asked.

"No, Dobby, but I need you to do something very important." Ginny said.

"I is doing whatever you is needing, Miss Wheezy." Dobby said.

"Thank you. I need you to go to the Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff dorms and wake all the students. Tell them they are to get to the great hall immediately." Ginny said.

"Yes, Miss Wheezy." Dobby said. Winky and Dobby disappeared with a pop.

Neville and Ginny burst into a run, flying up the stairs at an unnatural speed. They could feel that Harry was doing it already and could only hope that they weren't going to tire him out too soon. Even though they knew both battles were important, there was no doubt that Harry would need all the strength possible to defeat Voldemort.

Bursting through the portrait in front of the Gryffindor common room, again they screamed for everyone to wake up. Immediately people ran down the stairs. Giving the order to meet in the great hall immediately after dressing, they ran back down the stairs. When they had seen the last of the students enter the great hall a few moments after they entered, they stood up in front of the entire school and began to inform the students what was happening.

"Everyone!" Ginny said loudly, getting their attention. "Today is a day of great events! Harry has gone to defeat Voldemort!" She said, causing a rowdy ring of cheers through the air. "Wait! That isn't all. Today, we will all band together and fight a battle of our own. We have no one else here to protect us, and an army of Death Eaters approaches. We have no time to waste, and many things to do. So I need everyone to follow our orders quickly, and by the end of the night, we will all be celebrating the victory of Hogwarts, and the defeat of Voldemort!"

"Where are the teachers!" Someone yelled.

"Our strongest teachers are not here to help us this time. The army that comes here is not as large as the one Harry is keeping occupied, but he needs their help more than we do." Ginny said, trying to sound confident.

"Dumbledore's gone!" Someone else shouted.

"We're done for!" Someone else.

"SHUT UP!" Neville screamed with more authority than ever before, shocking even Ginny. "Dumbledore is fighting to make sure that more Death Eaters don't come here after us! Even our teachers can't hold off every one of them! It is time for you to make your own stand. Now, lets get moving!" He shouted at the students.

This seemed to shock the students awake and they jumped up and began asking for orders. Ginny and Neville were separating people into groups with the DA's help. Everyone seemed ready and began taking their places as the first wave of Death Eaters began charging in the front gates, and facing Dumbledore's finale which was still in place. It was then Ginny and Neville gave the command to attack.

Dumbledore charged the Manor with the Order close behind, including Hagrid, who said he would fight for his friends with anything he could. Dumbledore went into this battle knowing this was their only chance to end the continuous fighting they constantly faced. As soon as they were fifty feet from the door, Death Eaters flew from the house and the battle began in the most furious attack any had ever seen.

Kingsley was fighting beside the aurors, and it was a gruesome battle. It seemed that both sides were losing lives at a tremendous speed. The only problem Kingsley saw was that they were overwhelmingly outnumbered. He was sure that this would not be a battle that would end in their victory.

Remus was fighting without thought of winning and losing. His only thought was that there were six children inside that house that he had grown to love as friends, as well as children of his own. He used the fury and fear that he had that they were facing what seemed a horrible challenge of their own, and had to do it alone to use his werewolf strength in ways he had never been able to before, and doubted he ever would again. Seeing how many of the Order, and aurors were already dead, he began to fear that the children would have to take this battle on their own. We are going to loose! he thought, before he saw something he couldn't explain.

It seemed as if a fire had developed a mind of its own, attacking Death Eaters as quickly as possible. The fired died down before it took them all, but this left the Order and Aurors at a near fair battle. Renewed by this thought, they increased their fighting, stronger than before.

"You say that like its a good thing, Tom." Harry said. "What's the point of living if you can't die?"

"To feel ultimate power!" Voldemort spat at Harry. "You know nothing of power."

"What you do is not real power, Tom." Harry said. "It is fear. You are afraid to die, as you were before. I'm not afraid of death. Its just another adventure to me."

"They take you adventure." Voldemort said angrily, sending a spell at Harry. Harry laughed as the spell hit him in the chest and nothing happened.

"Not before you, Tom." Harry said. He threw the torturing spell he had created for Malfoy at Voldemort, who fell to the floor and began to writhe in pain. When his screaming got to be too much for Harry, he released the spell. "That is what power does, Tom. What have you done with all of yours?"

Voldemort threw another killing curse at Harry, who shielded himself from it again. Voldemort became infuriated at this and did something Harry was not expecting.

"Finite Incantatem! Avada Kedavra!" Voldemort cried pointing his wand at Harry.

Harry's mind went quickly trying to figure out his next plan of action, and then he knew. He had figured out what the ring had meant before the spell had even gotten close to him.

You must kill the part of him that cannot be seen with mortal eyes. Harry was not mortal at all times. He had changed that to be able to see Sirius again. You need to see him with the eyes of those who do not pass on. Ghosts! Ghost don't pass on, and they can see. He knew instantly what had to be done.

The battle was a short one for the Order, and the aurors after Harry's massive spell. It seemed as if only minutes had passed when they were entering the Manor, only to hear the screams coming from Voldemort's throne room, and felt all the despair that came with the words that were spoken.

"NO!" Serena shouted.

"He's dead!" Voldemort cried. "Harry Potter is DEAD! THE WORLD IS MINE!"