Chapter Five: Red Hair And Blue Eyes
A/N: Okay I would just like to say- I HAVE PLANNED THIS BATTLE HAPPENING FROM THE START! I CAME UP WITH THE IDEAS BY MY OWN, EVEN IF THEY SOUND LIKE SOMETHING YOU HAVE READ! IT ISN'T PLAYGERISM! ALL THE FIGHTS GOING ON IN THIS SCENE WERE ORIGINAL KATIE BELL ORIGINALS (hehe- do you love the wording? You know you do!)! I DID NOT COPY!
/THIS IS A SAD CHAPTER:'(/
Fred and George were fighting side-by-side, back-to-back as usual, sending jinxes and hexs of their own creation towards the Death Eaters.
Fred versing, Roldusph Lestrange, and George, Nott. Or they were until Fred herd Nott scream, "IMPERO!" and felt his brother go ridged as the flash of red light hit him square in the chest.
"G-George?" Fred said shakily as he turned around to face his twin. Georges' eyes' had a ghostly white ghostly white glaze, covering their normal luminous blue.
"What's wrong, Freddie-kins? You look like you've seen a ghost." George sneered advancing on his brother.
"George, you don't h-have to do this." Fred said as he ducked a purple jet of light sent his way from his twin brother.
The smirk on Georges face was foreign as he did so.
"Oh, but Fred… I want to." He grinned again sending a flash of bright green light towards his twin.
/THIS IS A SAD CHAPTER:'(/
"Potter… I have always hoped I'd be the one to kill you. I will be worshiped like no other out of all the Death Eaters, but first. Tell me how we can get the Dark Lord to return." Bellatrix boasted before returning to the present state of being and getting back to business, raising her want to eye level.
"Oh, yeah. I am so going to tell you now." Harry said in an amazingly sarcastic voice that would have made Sirius proud as he rolled his eyes, ducking a stray curse.
"TELL ME!"
Harry felt memories racing faster and faster through his head before slowing down to the normal pace as they reached the moment when he had ridded the world from the evil Lord Voldemort.
/MAJOR CLICHE WARNING/
Voldemort sneered as Harry raised his wand to him.
"Really, Potter? You actually believe you can defeat me?"
"Ah… yeah!" Harry said shooting a curse at the evil wizard, which Voldemort deflected easily with a wave of his wand.
"Well, you must be more stupid than that blood-traitor father of yours. He too believed that he could face me… the most powerful wizard of all time-"
"ALBUS DUMBLEDORE IS THE MOST POWERFUL WIZARD OF ALL TIME!" Harry screeched angrily shooting yet another curse at an unsuspecting Voldemort who only missed it with a milli-second to spare.
"IS THAT SO?" Voldemort yelled back angrily at his rule being questioned, "YET I BELIEVE THAT THE MUGGLE-LOVING FOOL IS DEAD! YOU HEAR ME? DEAD! KILLED BY ONE HE THOUGHT WAS HIS ALLY! HE IS GONE FOREVER YOU STUPID BOY!"
"DUMBLEDORE WILL NEVER BE GONE, NOT AS LONG AS THOSE WHO REMAIN ARE LOYAL TO HIM!" Harry yelled back in an equally heated voice, then something happened that both he didn't suspect and yet made perfect sense.
Fawkes the Pheniox swooped down upon Harry for the second time in his life and dropped two objects into his hand, the sorting hat and Godric Gryffindors' sword.
"What is it, Potter?" asked Voldemort, the slightest waver in his cold, rasping voice.
"You don't know, Tom?" Harry answered Voldemorts question with another, putting particular emphases on Voldemorts birth name, satisfaction filling him momentarily as Voldemort flinched at his given name, "Why, it's the sword of Godric Gryffindor…" Harry said almost lovingly, pulling the rapier slowly from the sorting hat and placing the hat on his head.
"Impossible." Voldemort spoke with a glimmer of hope in his voice at finally finding the legendary weapon, even if it were in the hands of his sworn enemy, "The sword of Godric Gryffindor was lost centenaries ago."
"Well, I found it." said Harry as he raised it as he had his wand only a few minutes ago, "Say goodbye, Tom."
That was the last thing Voldemort ever herd as Gryffindors' sword was driven into the place where his heart would have been and Voldemort left the world forever…
/MAJOR CLICHE WARNING/
"Happy now?" Harry shivered at the last memory as he finally broke through the Legllimency and looked up at Bellatrix, her face had frozen with horror at witnessing her master's death, "I was going to tell you, but, no. You had to go right ahead and break into my memory. Regretting it now, aren't you?" he ridiculed her with a slight sneer in his voice.
"No…" whispered Bellatrix in a disbelieving voice, her eyes blank and lost.
"Oh, but yes!" Harry leered, enjoying the torment he was reaping upon the one who had taken his godfather, long before his time.
"NO!" she screamed, denial pumping through her veins as she send a curse at Harry who skillfully ducked it. The curse speed past him to hit Ginny square in the back who crumpled into a heap, screaming in pain at the Cruciatus Curse.
"GINNY!" Harry spun around immediately and begun to run towards his wife, desperate to save her from pain beyond all imagination, forgetting for the second time that night that possibly the most evil witch of all time was standing behind him.
"STUBIFY!" screamed Bellatrix as a beam of red light struck Harry directly in the back and he collapsed onto the ground, as helpless as Ron and his divination homework.
"Well, I guess I got my wish…" Bellatrix said barely above a whisper and a mad glint in her eyes as she approached the stunned man, or at least she was until a shaking Ginny Weasley threw herself onto the husband in an attempt to save him.
"Move aside, girl." Bellatrix spat a cutting edge to her voice.
"NO! I WONT LET YOU DO THIS! I-I LOVE HIM!" Ginny choked, clinging to Harry as if she loosened her grip he would simply disappear.
"Fine. Have it your way then." Bellatrix raised her wand, a smile tugging at her lips, "AVADA-
"NO!"
"KAVADA!"
A man with red hair and bright blue eyes jumped in front of the jet of bright green light in ordre to save his sister.
/ONCE AGAIN I APOLOGIZE FOR THE TERRIBLE CLICHE/
A/N: YAY! MY 1ST MAYJOR CLIFFY! My 1st battle scene, My 1st death too… :tear:. I was just about crying when I wrote that. It was so funny because I was in class and everyone was all, "Katie, are you okay?" LOL! So funny, please give us your reviews, I will shrivel up and die without them.
A/N 2: IMPORTANT! READ THIS! I- the Original Katie Bell- REFUSE, point blank to put up the next chapter until I get -drum roll please-… FIVE REVIEWS at least! I don't ask for much but I DO ask for reviews! MWAHAHAH!
Complications:
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A/N 3: I might not put up as soon as I get your review because I have to write it AND not completely fail at school, because I just about FLUNKED my mid-years. My math's teacher (now formally referred to as Mrs Hitler) actually WROTE ON MY PAPER 'Very disappointing, Katie." And I was all "Well, then!" And I really want to prove her wrong. So sorry if I don't update:dodge rotten tomatoes: "HEY!"