A/N: The last battle and the final chapter. Hope at least some of you enjoyed. Thanks for all the reviews, the good and the bad. Please read my Gilmore Girls (RIP) Fanfiction.
"Your own blood Ms. Barker? I didn't think you had it in you." Voldemort gave an evil laugh. Harry and Roxie both pulled their wands out and turned to face him. They both began to form their own curses in their minds when they realized that Voldemort was not alone. A circle of Death Eaters surrounded him. Roxie recognized most of them as the people that her father had brought to the house when she was little. She and Harry began to back up, unsure of how to proceed.
"But it's sad," Voldemort continued. The Death Eaters began to draw their wands.
"What is?" Harry shouted back. The hand with Roxie's wand in it began to tremble. It had been one thing to fight off Death Eaters when they were evenly matched, but two to twenty?
"That Roxie here is now an orphan." Roxie gave a confused look.
"Wrong. You see she killed her father, but she's got a mother too," Harry said for her.
"Her mother? She tried to turn us in. But I took care of her." Roxie's hand trembled violently. Suddenly she regained herself and she lunged at Voldemort.
"You bastard! I'll kill you! I'll kill you!" The Death Eaters closed in around him, preventing Roxie from getting anywhere near him. Voldemort gave a chuckle.
"Don't kill her!" Voldemort shouted from within the circle as he saw one Death Eater raise his wand and aim it at the hysterical Roxie. Harry pulled her back. She stood, panting beside him. His wand was still raised. "You wouldn't kill me."
"Oh the hell I won't" Roxie regained her breath and sprinted forward once more. She raised her wand again. "Avada Kedavra! Avada Kedavra! Avada Kedavra!" Roxie shot off spell after spell. Green light filled the clearing. The Death Eaters all looked stunned and a couple of them fell down, dead as Roxie's poorly aimed spells hit them.
"Restrain her!" Two of the larger Death Eaters moved forward. One forced her wand out of her hand and put it in his pocket as the other conjured up ropes that winded themselves around Roxie's body, immobilizing her. Harry tried to help her but the Death Eaters kept him back. The Death Eaters parted and Voldemort stepped out. "Ah, now that we're all calmed down…" He looked at Roxie, fighting against the ropes that bound her and Harry trying to shake the two Death Eaters off of him.
"You'll be really calm when you're dead!" Roxie spat at him. She struggled some more. Voldemort simply chuckled.
"Stop Roxie." Roxie looked around shocked. It was Harry who had spoken.
"Listen to him. He's a smart boy." Voldemort's red eyes shimmered.
"I didn't do it because I'm 'smart'. I did because I know she can't kill you."
"Of course she can't. She is not powerful en…"
"It has nothing to do with her being powerful enough. In fact, she's probably one of the most powerful people I know. If anyone could kill you with sheer power it would be her. But there are other factors here. You never heard the whole prophecy did you?" Voldemort faltered. The look on his face answered Harry's question.
"It said that one of us must die at the hands of the other. That neither of us can live while the other survives. That means I have to kill you or die trying."
Voldemort's face fell. "Kill him!" he ordered the Death Eaters. Fifteen wands raised and fifteen voices shouted 'Avada Kedavra' at the same time. Miraculously, none of the spells hit Harry. They all seemed to just miss him. A few hit other Death Eaters who died instantly, but the others shot harmlessly off into the forest.
"I told you. They can't kill me. This is one thing you're going to have to do yourself."
"Kill him!" The other Death Eaters seemed hesitant to attack Harry seeing what had happened to the others. "You fools! What are you waiting for?" Then Voldemort caught sight of Roxie wriggling in her restraints. "You, watch her!" As the other Death Eaters slowly moved in on Harry, the Death Eater with Roxie's wand came back towards her. She got an idea. As soon as he turned his back to her, she moved her hands. With one swift motion, the rope binding her hands to one another was in front of the Death Eaters neck. Roxie pulled back, causing him to gasp. He tried to get help from his fellow Death Eaters, but they were far too concentrated on trying to figure out how best to attack Harry and not die.
"Give me my wand and I won't kill you," Roxie rasped into his ear. The Death Eater quickly handed over her wand. She let him go. "Avada Kedavra!" The Death Eater fell to the ground. "I changed my mind, she whispered to his figure sprawled on the ground. She blasted her ropes away and joined Harry. She began to shout the curse as fast as she could. The Death Eaters tried to kill her, but as soon as they did Harry would stand in front of her and they would back off.
At last, there were only four people in the clearing. Harry, Roxie, a Death Eater, and Voldemort. The Death Eater grabbed Roxie. "Don't kill her!" Voldemort ordered. "We'll take her with us as soon as I'm finished here. There are much better ways of torturing people." His face light up with a glimmer of evil. Once again, Roxie's wand was snatched from her. The Death Eater dragged Roxie to the side of the clearing. Voldemort stood, wand out, facing Harry his face set in a loathing look. Harry was clutching his wand, his face reflecting the hatred right back.
"Let's make this quick Harry. I've got some punishing to do. Just skip the fight and let me kill you now." Roxie whimpered as the Death Eater twisted her arm behind her back. Harry glanced at her quickly. He knew she was going to die.
"I'll make a deal with you…" Roxie knew what he was going to do.
"Don't!" she tried to stop him, but the Death Eater pulled her back and slapped her, hard. She fell to the ground.
"If you let her go, unharmed, then I'll skip the fight." Voldemort laughed.
"Let her go? But it was her idea to be here tonight." Harry's confident expression faded. "That's right. Your little girlfriend here set this all up."
"No!" Roxie shouted.
"Yes, little Roxie joined the junior division of Death Eaters. She's actually a good one too. A good little actress convincing you that she was on your side and getting you all here tonight."
"No," Roxie said again.
"Haven't you ever wondered why she went missing for long periods of time? Why her left arm hurt so often. Why she never showed you her arm. Want to see it?" Voldemort walked over to Roxie and yanked her arm toward him. He pushed her sleeve up and there, burning black, was the Dark Mark.
"Roxie?" Harry looked stunned. Voldemort just laughed.
"It's not…" But Roxie didn't know how to explain it to him.
"So are you prepared to die?" Voldemort asked. Harry looked hurt, like he was ready to die. The two of them walked slowly to the middle of the clearing. They started shooting the killing curse at each other, but Harry didn't seem to have his mind in the fight. Roxie was scared for him. As the Death Eater watched the fight, Roxie formed a plan. She wriggled out of the ropes and snatched her wand back. She killed the Death Eater and then began to walk to the center of the clearing to join the fight, but then the worst happened. Green light filled the clearing. It illuminated the scene before her. She didn't know who had sent the spell, but moments later it didn't matter because the green light hit her and she fell to the ground.
"He's dead? I never thought that would happen." Professor McGonagall seemed to be hovering over Roxie. Is Harry dead? Roxie rolled over and saw Harry, lying still in the clearing. With that she passed out again.
"I think she's coming to." It was Hermione this time. Roxie fluttered her eyes open. Hermione was eagerly sitting beside her bed. Ron was there, clinging to her hand. Roxie scanned the hospital ward. No Harry. "Welcome back Roxie." Hermione hugged her.
"Where is he?" Roxie demanded. Hermione and Ron both ducked their heads. He's dead. I knew it. It's all my fault. Just then the hospital ward door opened.
"There is not a single, quiet space in this whole entire castle." Harry bustled in and plopped down into a chair next to Ron. Roxie brightened, but it only lasted for a short time. "Oh, she's awake. Well I'll just be going then." I wonder if he's turned me in yet. Harry stood up and began to walk out.
"Wait!" He stopped, but did not turn. "Let me explain." He was now facing her.
"And how do you expect to explain…that. There is no explanation for it."
"We should probably be going now." Hermione and Ron took their cue and exited gracefully.
"Would you sit?" Harry sat rather reluctantly. "I guess I should start from the beginning. Every child wants to be just like their parents. They follow daddy to work or try to dress like mommy. I wanted to be my father. It was a bad choice, but I did. It just so happened that my father was a Death Eater, so in order to be like him I joined Voldemort. I didn't do much for him, after all I was young. Then I was assigned the task of you." Harry shifted in his chair. "I was to get to know you and get you to trust me and then bring you to him."
"Which is what you did!" He looked as if he was going to leave.
"No, I didn't. Let me finish. I accepted the task. I knew that once here I would find you easily. I didn't know how to go about getting you to trust me though. But I was in luck, you seemed to like me. At first I didn't want this. I thought that it would make everything far too complicated, but then I saw the use in the feelings. I knew that I could manipulate them and get you to do whatever I want. After all teenage boys are run solely by their hormones."
"So all of your feelings were fake." He sounded disappointed.
"No. See there was something that I didn't count on. My feelings. At first I just thought that you were a good guy who I could be friends with, but then it grew into something…more. I began to like you as more than a friend. So we started dating and Voldemort wasn't happy. But I didn't care. For the first time since I began to work for Voldemort I was happy. Really and truly happy. The more we dated, the more I fell in love with you and the angrier he got. Finally I couldn't do it anymore. I couldn't complete the task because I loved you too much and I couldn't do that to you. I couldn't be a part of your death. So I avoided Voldemort. I guess I quit, in a sense. But no, Harry, none of my feelings were fake." He looked hesitant. Roxie got up. "Well that's my story. Believe me or not, but I'm going to go get Madam Pomfrey." Harry just stared at Roxie. Abruptly, Harry stood and swiftly made his way to Roxie. He pulled her to him and kissed her.
"I believe you," he whispered to her. She kissed him back.
"All genuine feelings, I swear." They pulled away and sat on the bed together, holding hands. "So together again?" Harry nodded.
"But do me a favor." Roxie nodded. "If we do try this again, no more joining up with evil wizards to plot my demise." Roxie laughed.
"Well I can't make any promises." They laughed.
All around the castle, the laughter was uproarious. There was a lot to celebrate. The wizard who had constantly threatened their existence was dead. Voldemort was dead. Once and for all. There was no risk of his return. Even the weather was celebrating. The sun shone down on the grounds and streamed in through every castle window. Through the window onto two exceptionally happy people lying in each other's arms on a hospital bed discussing the year they had just had. There were no guarantees for the future, but for now they were content with what they had.
Hope you enjoyed and who knows there may be a sequel. Or not. No one knows not even I.