Disclaimer: Harry Potter is owned by J.K. Rowling and Akame Ga Kill is owned by Takahiro and Tetsuya Tashiro. I own nothing.
"Come on Harry," Tatsumi urged the young boy. "We're meeting up with Akame in the town's square and getting you out of here." The two of them had managed to make it out of the graveyard and past the house on the hill so Tatsumi had deactivated his invisibility.
"What about everyone else?" Harry asked.
"They can take care of themselves," Tatsumi told him. "For now let's just focus on getting you out of here, okay?"
He could hear the sounds of shouting in the distance coming from the graveyard and he figured Esdeath had engaged that Voldemort guy in a battle. They didn't have to worry about the Death Eaters following them thanks to Chelsea leading them away into a trap as a fake Harry. Yet Tatsumi couldn't shake the feeling that they were being followed.
Every now and again he would check over his shoulder but no one was there. At one point he thought he heard something moving in the long grass, that was in desperate need of a trim, but again he saw nothing and he wasn't about to go back and check when his top priority was getting Harry out of here.
The two of them continued walking down the long yard, when Tatsumi caught movement out of the corner of his eye. Something had lunged from the grass and was headed straight towards the back of Harry's neck.
Not wasting a moment Tatsumi delivered a back handed blow to the mighty snake which had been lurking in the grass.
Does this snake belong to Voldemort? Tatsumi thought as he eyed the serpent as it pulled back for another strike. If it does then that guy has a serious attachment to these things.
The snake struck again, this time setting its sights on Tatsumi. It probably wanted to eliminate him first before going back to Harry.
Instead of dodging the strike Tatsumi stood his ground and delivered a right hook to the side of the snakes head right as the snake was about to land its blow.
He got a good look at the things fangs when he struck, and he knew that if he wasn't wearing his armor and he hadn't intercepted, that bite would have been fatal.
Tatsumi was sure that his blow killed the snake, but much to his surprise the serpent hissed at him and made yet another lunge. This time Harry stepped in and used a powerful sound wave to disorientate the snake. Tatsumi sent a nod of acknowledgement towards Harry thanking him for that distraction.
Wanting to end this quickly Tatsumi extended his hand and Incursio's spear materialized in his palm. Tatsumi assumed his stance and threw the mighty spear on a path straight towards the snake.
However instead of ending up skewered by the spear the snake moved with a speed that Tatsumi had only seen a few times in his life, and dodged the incoming projectile. How was that possible? Tatsumi thought. It was a clear shot. It's like something is off about this thing.
He shook his head of those questions. Now wasn't the time to start wondering how the snake had dodged it. Right now he had to protect Harry because the snake was slithering with lightning speed right towards Harry.
Tatsumi noticed Harry would shoot blasts of sound towards his oncoming adversary, but his attacks seemed to do nothing more but aggravate the creature. The snake coiled itself and launched itself once more towards Harry. Tatsumi barely made it in time to grab a hold of the serpent. One hand clutched the tail end and the other just below the head. He was going to rip this thing in half.
That task proved easier said than done. Even with the additional strength Incursio cave him, Tatsumi was having a difficult time ending this snake, who was struggling and thrashing to no end. Yeah it was safe to assume that this was some kind of magical serpent. No regular animal would be able to endure this.
Tatsumi made a move to readjust his hands, but in that moment the snake escaped his grasp and made a bee line towards Harry once again. "Shit!" Tatsumi cursed as he made chase after it.
Before the snake could strike the boy an all too familiar katana dropped from the sky and embedded itself right in the snakes path towards Harry. Tatsumi looked up and saw Akame perform air acrobatics before she dropped to the ground, land perfectly, and draw her blade from the ground.
Akame fixed the snake with a stoic glare as if she was daring it to strike at her. Tatsumi knew how that would end. Apparently so did the snake.
Instead the snake feigned a lunge and then slithered off to the right in an attempt to flank her to get to Harry. Harry saw this move and created a wave of sound that knocked the snake back as it was in mid strike.
Tatsumi took advantage of this and once again grabbed hold of the snake. This time instead of trying to rip the thing in half, he looked over towards Akame who nodded.
In a flash of speed Akame had appeared next to him, and with one swing of her sword severed the snakes head form its body. Tatsumi let the carcass fall to the ground. "How did you know?" Tatsumi asked.
"You and Harry shouldn't have taken that long to get to the town square," Akame told him. "I knew something had to have come up so I made my way as fast as I could."
"Looks like you were right," Tatsumi said as he noticed a faint black smoke come from the severed snake head. Yeah. That was no ordinary snake. "And by the way, that was totally awesome what you just did."
Esdeath could not be having a better time than she was right now. Ever since Mein shot that one man with the missing hand it had been her and Voldemort to themselves. It wouldn't do to have interference.
As the Dark Lord had risen to his feet he had fired a green spell at her, which much to his surprise was blocked as she created an ice shield to go along with the sword she had.
Wasting no time she had rushed him. He fired some sort of spell at her feet. Before it could strike her she kicked off the ground and into the air landing behind him. She thrust her sword forward prepared to skewer him from behind, but her sword came into contact with an invisible barrier that stopped her attack.
"Impressive," she said to him. "You lack physical skill but you are quite gifted in magic. I expect I'll get a proper challenge out of you."
"The only thing you shall get from me is death!" Voldemort yelled at her. As Voldemort prepared his next curse, Esdeath created a towering pillar of ice in the spot she once stood.
As it reached a peak of sixty feet she jumped from the top. As she fell she kicked the pillar around its center, splitting it in half and sending the one half straight down towards Voldemort.
The thirty foot block of ice crashed to the ground right where Voldemort had been standing. As Esdeath touched back down on the ground she saw that her attack had missed.
Voldemort had enveloped his body in some sort of black smoke and was seemingly gliding amongst the tombstones like some kind of specter. "It would seem you actually have fight in you," Esdeath said. "That will make killing you all the more gratifying."
Raising her arms she summoned forth hundreds of icicles. With a point of her finger they all went flying towards Voldemort who was still gliding throughout the tombs. Like missiles the icicles flew at breakneck speed slamming into tombstones and causing havoc for Voldemort. No matter how hard or fast he tried he would eventually get hit.
Voldemort stopped his gliding and got ready to face the next wave of projectiles that came his way. As the icicles got nearer he raised his wand and a white barrier seemed to form in front of him. As the icicles passed through the barrier they dissolved into nothing but water.
"You strategize," Esdeath commented as she halted her barrage of icicles.
"I am not some halfwit," Voldemort called out to her. "I did not earn my titles for nothing! There is a reason why I am feared."
"Oh believe me when I say I'm the same," Esdeath told him.
"No!" Voldemort yelled. "We are not the same! I am more powerful than you can ever be!"
"Is that so?" Esdeath kicked off from the ground hard. Like her icicles her shot with deadly precision straight towards Voldemort, who once again enveloped his body in mist. Before he could get away Esdeath swung upwards with her sword in an upwards arc. Much to her delight she cut him in his side.
Voldemort was clearly not expecting that. "I assume you don't usually take damage while in fights," Esdeath said with a cruel smile. "Consider that a reminder that you're still just a human."
That only seemed to enrage Voldemort. "I am more than a human! I am an immortal!" Voldemort spat.
Esdeath let out a chuckle. "What is so funny?!" Voldemort demanded.
"You are," Esdeath told him sounding completely calm. "There is no such thing as a true immortal, and even if by some chance there was, they would have nothing to fear from some infant because of a prophecy."
"How do you know about that?!" Voldemort yelled once more.
"Dumbleodre shared it with me last year," Esdeath told him. "And let me be the first to tell you it makes no sense. Fate really is a silly thing. I mean one person destined to fight and kill another? Anyone can be killed by anyone, so long as they have the strength for it of course."
"SILENCE!" Voldemort yelled as he shot a cloud of dark magic that would curse anyone it touched right towards Esdeath.
She created another pillar of ice once again as the cursed smoke slammed into the base of her creation. Jumping into the air Esdeath raised one hand and a huge ball, an entire mass of ice began to from above her. Casting her hand down the giant ball was sent on a straight course directly towards Voldemort.
Voldemort once again narrowly escaped via his smoke travel and her ice ball made an enormous crater, completely decimating any and all tombs within a thirty foot radius.
Once Voldemort was a safe distance away he began to perform his next spell. He waved his wand in a circular motion above his head and flames began to shoot forth and take the form of a snake, very similar to the one her Jaegers had defeated.
The flame serpent lunged at her which she easily avoided. The serpent then flicked its tail towards her which she jumped over. In mid air she summoned yet another wave of icicle spikes and sent them hurling towards this new foe.
Upon impact much like with the barrier Voldemort had used, they all evaporated into mist. Her ice could usually freeze anything, but this fire was clearly not any ordinary substance. Voldemort was moving his wand directing it, but when it attacked it was like it had a mind of its own in how it went about the attack. Her ice could probably freeze it, but it would have to be a large amount.
She stood her ground and waited for the flame serpent to strike at her. It did. As it opened its mouth to reveal its fangs, she clapped her hands together and almost instantly two halves of ice came together trapping the head of the fire snake in a ball of ice. It would not last long so she had to work quickly and encase the rest of its body.
Before she could expand the ice two other heads of flame branched off from the main body and took the form of snake heads until the creature now resembled a hydra more than an average snake.
Esdeath was not about to wait for the two other heads to strike at her, using both her ice sword and rapier she struck the ball that was containing the first head causing ice shards to go flying in all directions and creating an almost miniature blizzard.
The explosion of ice seemed to temporally blind Voldemort, which Esdeath capitalized upon. With one stroke the dark wizards wand arm was severed from his body effectively extinguishing the flames he had shot forth. With a boot kick to his stomach the Dark Lord was sent to the ground coughing up some blood as he did so.
Esdeath dispatched her ice sword and stuck with her rapier which she leveled in his face as he attempted to rise. "It would appear I won." Esdeath was aware of footsteps behind her. Glancing over her shoulder she saw her comrades. "Ah it would appear you have an audience for your death." Raising her blade she swung down.
"Expelliarmus!"
Esdeath's rapier went flying from her hand. Walking towards the two combatents was Dumbledore.
"What are you doing here?" Esdeath asked not in the least bit happy with the Headmasters sudden arrival. "And why did you stop me?"
"I came to make sure no one did anything they were going to regret," Dumbledore told her with resolve in his grandfatherly like tone.
"So were you just hanging back to observe this fight?" Esdeath asked.
"No," Dumbledore told her. "I only just arrived. I would have got here sooner, but I tried to gather some people to come and help. Sadly they all seemed to believe you could handle it."
"And they were right," Esdeath said. "Now for my second question, why did you stop me?"
"Like I said to make sure you do nothing you will later regret."
"I will regret not killing him," Esdeath told him. "Now leave. He is beaten I merely mean to finish the job."
"No!" Dumbledore shouted as he positioned himself between Esdeath and Voldemort. "It is not your destiny to do so."
"I'm going to tell you the same thing I told him not too long ago," Esdeath said not at all amused by this display by Dumbledore. "Anyone can kill anyone if they are strong enough. All that prophecy nonsense is just that, nonsense. Now step aside."
"You do not understand," Dumbledore pleaded. "You cannot kill him."
"You know I seem to recall a meeting we had this year about how you said you would do what was necessary for the greater good," Esdeath chided. "Don't tell me you wish to keep him alive."
"Tom's sins are far beyond the point where mere words or threats can convince him to change his ways," Dumbledore admitted. "At one point he will have to face the consequences of his actions, but not by you. You cannot kill him. It is not your desti-,"
Esdeath grabbed him by his beard and threw him to the ground. Walking towards Voldemort she reformed her ice sword and with a downwards swing severed his head from his body.
The look etched into Voldemort's face was that of pure shock as his head flew into the air and it landed on the ground with his mouth agape almost as if he could not believe he had been killed.
"Do you have any idea what you have just done?" Dumbledore asked as he stared at the dead body of Voldemort.
"Yes, of course," Esdeath said. "I just killed your dark wizard."
"But you were not meant to!" Dumbledore shouted.
"And who was?" Esdeath asked. "Harry?"
Hearing his godson's name Sirius turned his attention away from the corpse of Voldemort towards the two Hogwarts Professors. "What?" he asked.
"Has he not told you?" Esdeath asked Sirius. "He wanted Harry to defeat Voldemort but it would appear I spared him of that burden."
"Is that true Dumbledore?" Sirius asked.
"Sirius please know that-,"
"Is it true?!" Sirius asked in a deadlier tone.
"We all have a role to play," Dumbledore began. "We do not always get to choose which role, but we have one none the less. We all have these roles because we all play a part for the greater good. Harry was unfortunate to get the part of the chosen one, the one destined to bring an end to the darkness. But now he has been robbed of that role because of her. Now what role will he play? How will he help others?"
"However he chooses!" Sirius yelled.
"He's right," Najenda said. "You look at the world like its black and white, when in reality it's not. Harry's path is for him to choose, not because some prophecy says he will."
"If you are wise I suggest you listen to them," Esdeath warned Dumbledore. "If you don't killing you would no doubt prove to be quite boring." The assembled group left the cemetery leaving behind a dumbstruck Dumbledore, and the body of the darkest wizard in history.