Chapter 24: Neither Can Live While The Other Survives

Viktoria, Remus, Tonks and Severus arrived to the scene where Voldemort and Harry were still fighting and looked around. Most of the street had been destroyed by the fighting of the Death Eaters and Aurors. Remus ran over and sat down at the side of Hermione and Ron, going by unnoticed to the Dark Lord who had placed his full attention to Harry.

Viktoria merely stood by Severus, frozen in fear as she watched. She'd left Amadeo in a building nearby, hoping that he would be safe. "Do you think that you will defeat me Harry Potter?" Voldemort asked as he stared at Harry and shot another jet of green light in his direction, which Harry ducked. Harry stood up and looked at Voldemort. Viktoria could see that Harry was starting to get tired, and there were several rips in his clothing and he was bleeding in more then one place.

"Why shouldn't I be able to? You chose me as your equal," Harry retorted as he shot a stream of red light over to Voldemort, which hit him directly and sent him crashing down to the ground. Voldemort groaned as he stood up.

"When did I ever do that?" he asked as he stood up and a silver jet of light flew at Harry, which luckily for Harry veered off it's course and flew right by his ear. Harry stood up straight and shot a stream that hit Voldemort on the shoulder causing him to bend over in pain for a moment.

"The night you killed my parents and tried to kill me. This is the mark that makes me your equal!" Harry shouted as he pointed to the lightning bolt scar on his forehead.

"I have no equal!" Voldemort shouted as he shot Harry with something that knocked Harry off his feet. But this time Harry stayed down on the ground, unable to get up from his fatigue. Viktoria placed a hand over her mouth as she watched Voldemort advancing towards Harry and pointed her wand at him. From her wand came a jet of red light that through him into the air and tossed him far from Harry.

"Viktoria!" Severus said as he tried to reach out for Viktoria's hand as she took off in a sprint and ran to Harry's side.

"Get up Harry," Viktoria said as she helped Harry sit up. Harry stared at her, his green eyes filling with tears.

"I can't do this anymore," he whispered as he looked at her. Viktoria stared at him with saddened eyes. It seemed unfair to have a child of only nineteen years of age fighting a man over three times his age.

"Yes you can Harry, you can keep going. He's wearing out; you took away his immortality Harry. You can take away his life too," Viktoria said as she stared into his eyes.

"Avada Kedavra!" Voldemort shouted, causing both Harry and Viktoria to look up. It seemed to happen in slow motion, the jet of green light heading towards them, a dark figure standing before the jet and being hit square in the chest.

"No!" Viktoria shouted as she ran to Severus' body. She kneeled beside him as she held him tight and Harry stood up, gritting his teeth as he looked from Severus' dead body and his crying godmother. Harry wondered for a second whose life Severus' had just saved. Would the curse have hit him, or Viktoria?

"You've taken away everything for me. You took away my parents, my whole family, my godfather. You are the reason Dumbledore is dead, you are the reason so many other's have died, and I won't let you kill her," Harry shouted angrily as he pulled out his wand and hit Voldemort with a hard spell. He followed up immediately with another and soon afterwards with another, never stopping. "Avada Kedavra!" Harry shouted as Voldemorts boy flew through the air due to a previous curse. His curse lit up the street in green light allowing no one to see whether the Dark Lord was finally gone or not.

As the light cleared out, Harry spotted the body of the Dark Lord, lying still on the floor. He pointed his wand at the body, causing to light up in flames, and as he noted that the Dark Lord did not move, he knew that he was dead.

TBC…