I don't own Harry Potter or his wonderful world. That all goes to the grand J. K. Rowling.
The Last Battle
By Mysticofthepen
Harry stood in front of the group of people that had left Hogwarts with him. Yes, it had been allowed to be opened, but as Harry had vowed he hadn't gone back and he wasn't the only one. Hermione, Ron, Ginny, Neville, Cho, Seamus, Dean, Lavendar, and the Parvil twins all stood in front of him.
"Don't you understand what is going to happen tonight? People are going to die. That's the way it is. I don't want any of you to get killed," Harry was saying, trying to get them to leave him before he headed into the battle zone.
"And don't you understand that we are standing beside you? We are sick and tired of Voldermort's reign of terror and that we want to be there when you end all of this!" Ginny retorted.
"You most of all don't belong here," he said through gritted teeth. Ginny's mouth dropped open and her delicate hands found rest upon her hips.
"And why the hell not?" She asked angrily.
"You damn well know why, Ginny. Don't do this," Harry answered, half pleading.
"No let's do this. What is it Harry? Too damn young? Too innocent? I was POSSESSED by him Harry. Damn it all to hell you know that!" Ginny argued, getting a little bit more angry.
"I know Ginny," Harry started.
"If you knew then you would let me be here!"
"I... I can't."
"Why Harry. Please do share. Is it because you want to be the damned hero again?"
"I CAN'T FUCKING LOSE YOU!" Harry screamed, turning away from her.
Silence fell over the group. Harry knew that he shouldn't have sworn at Ginny, that all she wanted was to be there with him. He turned and saw tears glistening in her eyes.
"I'm sorry for yelling. But I don't want to be the hero any more! But I know that I'm the only one that can stop Voldermort from destroying everything that we ever held dear. Do you think I like knowing that? Do you think that I can handle watching any one else die because of me! That's my life, Ginny! That has always been my life! Since I was a year old people have died or gone to jail or whatever because of me! I don't want any of you to die tonight. If anyone dies it's going to be me this time," Harry said hurriedly.
"Maybe we want to die beside you," Ginny whispered back.
"I don't want you to. Not if I manage not to die," Harry croaked out.
"We promised you that we would be here," Neville spoke up.
"And we are commited to that promise. This isn't just your fight Harry," Cho jumped in.
"We want this to end just as much as you do," Ron pointed out.
"And if it means dying then we are willing to die. That isn't your fault Harry. None of the deaths have been your fault. They are Voldemort's fault. You have to remember that in order to live your life, in order to stop him," Hermione said softly.
"And we don't want to lose you either," Ginny whispered, "You mean too much for us."
"You've been the hero, but we have always been by your side. We aren't just doing this for you, you know," Padma pointed out.
"We are Dumbledore's men and women, through and through," Parvati said.
"We do this for Dumbledore," Ron said quietly.
"And for Cedric," Cho said, tears glistening in her dark eyes.
"For my parents," Neville said, gulping hard.
"And the old man, and the woman from the ministry, and for Barty Crouch," Hermione jumped in.
"For your parents and Sirius," Ginny whispered.
They all stopped, knowing that what Ginny had said was one of the most powerful ones.
"They all died because of me," Harry said, resting against the wall of the living room of the Burrow where they were staying. He slid against the wall until he was sitting on the ground. He raised his hands up to his face and hid his eyes behind his glasses. A hand fell upon his head and felt it rub his head softly.
"They didn't die because of you. They died for all of us, so that we may give others the chance to live," Ginny said softly in his ear. Harry looked up into her eyes and shook his head.
"Don't come with me," he pleaded.
"Why not?" She asked him softly, caressing the side of his face gently.
"Because I love you." Ginny smiled and kissed his lips softly.
"I love you too, but that won't keep me from being on your side," she responded. He snorted.
"Damn stubborn woman."
"That's why you love me." Harry nodded and Ginny helped him up.
"Fine. If you are coming then don't get killed. If you get killed, well once I die let's just say your afterlife is going to be hell," Harry warned, breaking the tension in the room. He turned away from them and walked to the fireplace.
"To Gordic's Hallow. There is where it began and there is where it is going to end," Harry said solemnly before using the Floo Powder.
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"Ah Potter. You showed up as I had instructed. And brought your motely crew. Are you ready for your death?" Voldemort sneered as the rest of his Deatheaters apparated in to the field.
"No because I'm not going to die tonight," Harry retorted. Voldemort shook his head.
"Oh my my my... what arrogance. I think we'll have to teach you a lesson before we kill you," Voldemort laughed and stopped, his already white snake like skin going whiter.
"Don't you dare touch them," A familiar voice commanded. Harry's heart stopped. Could it be? Was it really...
"Dumbledore!" Voldemort roared. Dumbledore laughed.
"Not bad. Only took you three minutes to figure that out. And I believe that you know the rest of the crew here," Dumbledore said as he came to Harry's side.
"Snape told me he killed you!" Voldemort roared.
"Oh really? Well I don't see dear Severus do you?" Voldemort spun around and looked at his small band of followers.
"You won't find me there!" Severus yelled, coming up beside Dumbledore.
"TRAITOR!" Voldemort screamed.
"No. Spy is the correct word," Severus corrected. Voldemort let out a word.
"You know what to do. NOW!" Dumbledore screamed. Everyone lifted their wands and said the killing curse in their heads, after months of practicing on insects. In Voldemort's shock and screaming he was hit with all their Killing Curses. Voldemort dropped over backwards, dead.
Nearly instantly the stunned Deatheaters were taken over by the Aurors that had come to stand besides Harry. Harry looked up to ask Dumbledore where he had been for years when all of a sudden he turned into Mad Eye Moody.
"Hello there lad. No, alas, I am not Albus. We needed shock in order to perform what we did," he answered him immediately. Harry spun around, wand raised against Snape.
"YOU KILLED HIM!" Harry roared.
"Under an Unbreakable Vow! I had to!" Snape exclaimed.
"I sentence you to the same death!" Harry exclaimed.
"No! I know where he is!" Harry stopped.
"What?"
"He isn't dead and we couldn't lose him in the fight!"
"But you could lose children?" Harry argued back.
"He's trying to recover. He never could have been here today."
"Recover from what?" Harry asked suspicously.
"The curse that he made that I had to perform. He didn't die. He was put into a coma. That is what it was. A death looking coma. He is back at Hogwarts, resting," Snape answered immediately.
Arthur Weasley came forward and nodded to Harry.
"Yes, what he says is true. He is waiting for you," Arthur said.
"Waiting for me?" Harry asked.
"Yes indeed son. Now let's take you back to Hogwarts where you students belong," Arthur said, leading the students away from the battle.
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Thank you for reading. This isn't over. I know... I have three in progress ones... but this one just came to me and I just had to write it out and get it to you guys. All of you that are reading the others... Womanofthepast and I are a bit busy. We should get out a new one in about two weeks. Sorry about the delay.
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