Disclaimer- I don't own Harry Potter. The credit goes to J.K Rowling and/or New Line Cinema.
SORRY IT'S BEEN SO LONG. I could write three pages of excuses (all valid) but I think you've waited long enough.
'Harry looked over to see a Death Eater with his wand raised.
"Aveda Kedarva!" the man shouted. Harry's mouth widened. The beam of green light was heading straight for him, and there was nothing he could do'
There was an odd sensation in the pit of Harry's stomach - and suddenly he was kissing the floor. The jet of green light smashed into a statue behind him and Harry raised his head. Draco was lying a foot or so away.
"You want to die, Potter? Then move quicker!" Draco sneered, lurching somewhat unsteadily to his feet. He offered Harry a hand, and Harry took it without thinking. A red jet of light shot just over their grasped hands, and Draco jerked backwards, cursing. Lucius was standing a few feet away, glowering.
"My son, the blood traitor!" Lucius hissed. Draco shook his blonde hair out of his eyes and raised his wand.
"Yeah, yeah Dad, nothing I haven't heard before." Lucius's lip curled and he shot a hex at his son.
"Harry!" Lily called desperately. James and Lily were still against Voldemort, whose snake like face was contracted into a fierce, sickening gleam.
"Pay attention!" Sirius roared suddenly. There was another Death Eater, another shout of 'Avada Kedarva', and the blinding green flash. In the split second before the light hit Harry, a flash of gold and fiery scarlet flew in front of him and consumed the green light, then dropped to the floor.
"Immobulus!" Harry shouted in retort, and the Death Eater fell frozen to the ground. The being that had consumed the curse was shuddering on the floor, and Harry dropped down beside it. It was a phoenix. Gingerly, he touched one of the crumpled wings. "Fawkes?" he tried, astonished. Suddenly, the wings melted away and the phoenix was gone, leaving in its place a huge black snake with a glittering black diamond on its head. "Slyr!" The snake's head whipped about to face Harry, and if snakes could grin, Slyr was.
Ssso Potter, I thought we'd meet again. Alwayssss pleasssant to know I'm ssstill right.
Suddenly, a force from behind pushed Harry's back, and Harry stumbled to his feet. He whirled around with his wand raised and a hex on his tongue, but lowered the wand upon seeing Hermione's face.
"You need to help your parents Harry! Hurry up!" she cried despairingly. Harry nodded resolutely and without another thought, raced to help his parents. Voldemort's snake eyes widened in satisfaction at seeing Harry stand between his parents.
"Why do you still hope, boy? I cannot be killed!" Voldemort shouted triumphantly. James shouted a hex and Harry watched in hopeful silence as the jet of blue light sped towards Voldemort's chest. "Protego!" Voldemort hissed. The hex was deflected. Voldemort spat out a curse, and the ground in front of Harry and his parents erupted, throwing them back a few feet. Harry felt his skull crack against the hard floor and raised himself gingerly. Voldemort's laughing was searing into his brain like a brand.
"What can we do?" Lily asked James. James shook his head, wearing the look of frustration that comes to those who know their goal but haven't found the blueprints.
"Try." Harry answered. He staggered to his feet, followed by James and Lily. Harry glanced around to see the rest of the group. Draco and his father were still battling; Hermione and Ron were sitting in the corner, where Hermione was standing worriedly over a cut on Ron's forehead; Dumbledore was observing the Death Eaters who had already been restrained with a few of the other teachers; Dean, Seamus, Luna, Ginny, and Neville were kneeling beside Ron and Hermione, watching Harry. Sirius was standing triumphantly over Bella, who was tied on the floor. He was holding both their wands. Harry wondered fleetingly why Dumbledore wasn't helping them.
"Crucio!" Voldemort shouted. James grabbed Harry forcibly by the shoulders and pulled him out of the path of the curse.
"What are we going to do?" Harry asked James. James shook his head quickly.
"Still thinking." Voldemort was advancing upon them. He shouted a curse and Lily deflected it, at the same time stepping calmly yet defensively towards Harry.
"James, darling, think faster!" she pressed. James shook his head in frustration, his eyes locked on the advancing figure. Voldemort uttered another curse and Harry felt himself freeze. He couldn't even move his eyes; but he could see that Lily and James were frozen too. They were without even the ability to call for help. Voldemort's eyes gleamed triumphantly. Harry struggled indignantly against the invisible force - it seemed so cowardly to kill someone who was defenseless. But he realized then that Voldemort was that much a coward. After all, he had tried to kill a harmless infant. Voldemort was suddenly upon them. He was close enough that they could see his face and the cold yellow of his eyes.
"Well, my friends, it seems that I've won out in the end. I'll remember you tomorrow, rest assured of that, by past then, I probably won't think of you again. And if there are any left who will remember your name, it will only be to say that your deaths made me all the more powerful." he said pleasantly. "Still, it seems almost a pity to kill you three. After all, you are three of my greatest foes. But don't worry, I'm sparing you a great deal of pain. Once you're gone, I'll take care of the rest of these bothers." Voldemort said easily, waving his hand dismissively at the room full of people. Faces were flashing through Harry's mind. He'd be killing Ron, Hermione, Dumbledore, McGonagall, Sirius, Dean, Seamus, Luna, Ginny, Neville, Draco. He struggled futilely against his bonds. Voldemort laughed at the fury written in Harry's eyes. "What a pity. You won't be 'The Boy Who Lived' any longer. And no one will remember how heroic you were. How at the very end, you wanted to save all the people you called your friends. No matter. What's done is done." Voldemort rolled up his black sleeves to reveal arms whiter than snow, and stepped back. His evil eyes flickered in the dim light. "Now where was I?" he asked calmly, beneficially. "Oh, yes." His wand raised, and Harry could almost taste the jet of green light. He wondered what it would be like for his parents to die this way again. Despair crept over his heart. "Avada Kedarva!" Voldemort shouted. The green jet of light shot towards Harry and he could almost feel his parents unsounded screams. Suddenly, there was a high pitched, silver song, warm with light, being piped into the room. The green jet of light slowed considerably, to the point that Harry was watching it advance towards him. Voldemort's eyes widened in shock. A second phoenix soared into the Great Hall and came to a stop in front of Harry. Another silvery sound and the light sped up, being absorbed in the fiery feathers of the phoenix. It crumpled to the ground, uttering another sound, one that released Harry and his parents from their frozen imprisonment.
"Harry, you're all right!" Lily gushed, relieved, her arms flinging around Harry's body.
"Where do these damn birds keep coming from?" Voldemort shouted. Suddenly, the phoenix melted away, and in its place was a woman. Every head in the room swivelled to stare at her, but Voldemort was the most horrified of all. The woman had long, curly black hair, and she was tall and slender, with long, white, tapering fingers. On her left hand was a thin wedding band.
"It seems we've all made mistakes, Thomas." the woman said softly.
"Leave me alone." Voldemort snapped, sounding oddly childish.
"I was wrong to leave you, Thomas, but I thought it was my only choice. I've been watching you for a very long time. I thought all was lost for many years. I mourned you when I thought you were gone, but at the first whisper of your return, I watched for you." The woman turned around and Harry saw that her eyes were a light green color, and choked with tears. She touched Harry's shoulder, and it was as light a touch as a leaf drifting past on its descent. "I've never met someone who has confused me more." she admitted to Harry. "You brought about his downfall, and yet you also brought about his return. Even worse, he attempted to murder you, and I have never been more sorry." The woman's even green gaze swept from Harry's eyes to James's, and finally rested on Lily's, before she turned back to Voldemort.
"Who are you?" Harry asked the woman. She didn't turn back around, or give any sign that she'd heard him. Her next words brought an answer, but they were directed at Voldemort.
"You've put me in the worst position imaginable, Thomas. I come not to save you, but to destroy you, my son."
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