Voldemort lowered his wand in triumph.
"Your hero is dead!" He shouted. The shouts and explosions slowly died down as his words filled the room. Dumbledore was the first to speak. Stepping out of the crowd he gazed at Harry's body and than at Voldemort.
"Tom…What have you done?" He asked in disbelief. Voldemort smiled.
"What no one thought I could do." Hermione crawled her way towards Harry's body, tears falling from her eyes.
"The boy who lived is gone and no there is no one to stop me." Voldemort laughed. Hermione gathered Harry in her eyes, staring into his vacant green eyes.
"Harry," She whispered.
"You can't be dead. You're the boy who lived remember? You have me to come back to. Please Harry, I love you…" Voldemorts celebration was quickly cut short as a red aura like glow surrounded Harry and Hermione. Hermione lay sobbing into Harry's chest, oblivious to what was happening around her. Voldemort gazed on, his eyes growing redder by the second. The light surrounding Harry and Hermione grew brighter and brighter until it finally faded. Dumbledore watched, seemingly entranced. Hermione's sobs grew louder.
"Hermione?" Hermione's sobs suddenly grew silent as she lifted her head.
"…Harry?" Harry lifted his head off the floor, his eyes no longer vacant, but filled with life again. Hermione slowly stood up looking down at Harry, unsure of what to do. Harry grabbed his wand and with little effort pushed himself up off the floor and faced Voldemort.
"You can't hurt me anymore Tom…" He said silently raising his wand.
"You won't win!" Voldemort screamed raising his wand.
"Avada kedavra!" Harry closed his eyes as Voldemorts figured silently crumbled to the ground. Wands around him could be heard clattering to the floor as Death Eaters admitted defeat. Hermione slowly came up from behind Harry, putting a hand gently in his shoulder.
"Harry?" Harry slowly turned around, wiping a small tear from his face.
"It's over Hermione…It's finally over."