Chapter Four:

The Final Battle

Harry woke everyone up and they ate lunch together in his room. But, it was a silent affair. After lunch, they went to the Room of Requirement to hear Harry's game plan, and get instructed to what they were supposed to do.

Remus, with his superb werewolf senses, heard someone scream, "It's You-Know-Who! He's here!"

At the same time, Harry's scar seared with pain. He fell to his knees, clutching his head.

Together, they both said, "He's here. It's time for the battle."

(Voldemort A is the one from the alternate universe and Voldemort B is the one from Harry's.)

"Do we all know the plan?" Lily asked quietly on their way down to the Great Hall.

Everyone nodded, and they entered the Great Hall. The whole school-except for a few Slytherins-were huddled by the wall, Death Eaters blocking them. The teachers were with the students, except Dumbledore, who was standing face-to-face with both Voldemorts, anger in his eyes and on his face. However, he was talking to them in a voice of forced calmness. Harry intervened.

"Hello, I know it's me you want. Let's continue this somewhere else, somewhere more…private and personal, let's say."

"Hello Potter," Voldemort A seethed, "Pleasure to see you again. I believe we haven't met since I murdered you."

"And the last time I saw Potter was in a battle, where he escaped with minor luck. But Potter, this will be the last time. We're going to finish this and you," Voldemort B said.

"And I don't see any reason to leave, I would like to let everyone see the defeat of the pathetic Harry Potter," Voldemort A added.

"I was thinking the Chamber of Secrets. It would bring back many memories for us, and I'm sure it would make Salazar Slytherin proud," Harry said, praying they would fall for the bait.

"He's very smart. I think we should take up the offer," Voldemort A said.

"As long as," Voldemort B said, grinning evilly, "The Weasley girl comes too. The three have…special memories."

Harry looked at Ginny. He face was white and she looked terrified, but she nodded anyway.

Once they had entered the chamber, Harry realized that the Basilisk wasn't dead. Using his form of Legilimancy, he told Ginny, "If you see any sign of movement, shut your eyes. I think the great, ugly, snake is still alive."

Ginny shuddered, but nodded. Harry then said in Parseltongue, in his head, "Come here, your master calls you. Come to your master."

He nodded at Ginny, and they both squeezed their eyes shut. Voldemort A saw the slight movement of the approaching snake and shut his eyes. His counterpart wasn't as lucky. He was killed with one glance.

Voldemort A killed the snake, and said, "You think you're so good, don't you Potter? You may have killed that fool, but you won't get away from me! As soon as we turn this corner, your dear blood traitor will see something that will make her wish she was dead. Then, I'll transport us to the Great Hall, and I will kill you Potter, no worries."

They turned the corner, and as promised, Ginny screamed. A twelve-year-old Ginny was lying in front of them. 'Her body will lie in the Chamber forever.' The words floated into Harry's mind, 'Of course. It'll be here forever, never disappearing.'

"You know, I forgot my manners. Thank-you very much. The power I took from you, though very little, helped me become even greater," Voldemort said, "Now, let's go. I look forward to killing you again, Potter."

He snapped his fingers and they were in the Great Hall once again. Voldemort screamed in anger. The rest had managed to either stun or immobilize the Death Eaters, and give pre-made port-keys to the rest of the students and teachers that transported them to the Weasley's house. Only Sirius, Remus, James, Lily, Isabelle, Jim, Ron, Hermione, Neville, Luna, and Dumbledore were left.

"Accio Isabelle!" Voldemort cried, and Isabelle flew towards him. "Now Potter, you may have tricked me, but now I'll hurt you even more by killing those you love first."

'So, this one knows about love, interesting,' Harry thought, then telepathically thought to the people on his side, 'Whoever he takes, act as if you don't care. No matter how you feel, act as if it is Snape. Trust me on this one.' Out loud, he said, "Go for it Tom, like I care about that."

Frustrated, Voldemort took each person, hoping to get some sort of reaction from Harry, but failed.

"Fine! I'll kill you now Potter, after you've betrayed them all. Say good-bye!" Voldemort screeched.

'Don't worry, I have a plan,' He told the others in his head, 'Don't save me.' Out loud, he said to them, "Good-bye guys! I don't have a will, so whoever gets to my stuff first gets it."

"Avada Kedavra!" Voldemort yelled. Harry moved to make sure it would hit him right on his chest. It did.

"HARRY!" Everyone screeched, and the last thing he saw were terrified looks and tears.