Disclaimer: I love this quotation!

The object of war is not to die for your country but to make the other bastard die for his.
--George Patton--

Vor Emalek screeched with rage after clearly seeing Ron move after the bone-crunching impact. She was about to jump as well to get the stupid redheaded whore when pain struck her. Clutching her head, she screamed. It was like a thousand needles ramming their way into her brain.

"I know what you seek!" she wheezed to herself. "You will not conquer, for I will break you." Again the pain came, worse as it traveled down her spine, causing her to arch back, falling on the red shillings. She twisted in pain.

"STOP IT!" Suddenly the pain stopped, a faint screaming sounding inside her head. Getting up, Vor Emalek smiled.

"You will never win... face it."

"GINNY!" Harry screamed. He had seen her body fall, along with the body of someone else that Harry assumed to be Ron. He watched in horror as dust clouds rose past the many towers that had blocked Harry's view. He ducked Voldemort's curse and turned to face the evil once more.

"Oh Potter, was that your girlfriend? It's so sad... Avada Kadavra!" he hissed venemously. Harry dived out of the way in time to hear a poor man fall. Harry stood to his feet shakily, glaring at him.

"I'll kill you!" Harry screamed, raising his wand. Voldemort smirked.

"Oh I highly doubt that," he sneered.

"Avada Kadavra!"

Ron ran, weaving his way through the slaughter and plunged into the woods.

"Accio Tridant!" The cool weapon entered his grip immediatly. Whirling around he blocked the blow Gelon had thrown. Both stepped back, twirling their weapons as they assessed their next move carefully. Ron attacked, his weapon hitting flesh as it blazed past Gelon, barely missing his arterie. Gelon howled, jumping up into the trees and disappearing. Ron looked around, pacing between the trees nervously as he searched for his foe. He swirled around at the sound of a twig and glared into the darkness.

"DIE!"

Ron barely made it out of the way, screaming as Gelon's tridant caught his foot, shredding it completely. Ron hobbled towards the bushes, his foot healing itself slowly as Gelon retrieved his weapon. Gelon smiled.

"Next time I won't miss."

"I doubt it," Ron replied cooly, gingerly placing his foot back on the ground. Gelon smirked and to Ron's surprise, ran away towards the lake. Frowning, Ron trailed him at a careful distance, keeping him in sight the whole time. Once Gelon reached the lake he paused and raised his tridant.

"Kelon Voro Mimica!" He yelled. Shooting out of the water and hover barely and inch above the surface large mirrors appeared, twice the size of Ron. Ron watched as Gelon disappeared into the maze, sprinting after him and entering the labyrinth. Ron finally stopped running, losing sight of the many images of Gelon's retreating figure. He looked around, only to see the reflection of himself. He looked up and was about to jump when he heard something faint. Whirling around he saw what it was. Coming towards him fast was the explosion of the mirrors, shards of glass flying everywhere. Ron began to run down the corridor until he saw it again.

Crash! Ron screamed in pain as glass penetrated his skin, blood gushing everywhere. Crouching on the floor he saw what remained of the broken mirrors fall back down into the lake. Gelon stood there, smiling down at him.

"Nice knowing you," he whispered, raising his tridant. Ron pulled his hand away from his chest and knew. This time the wounds wouldn't heal. Ron pulled his hands away from his stomach and saw red. Sticky, sweet and red. His blood... Gelon smiled, circling his prey with the ultimate air of superiority.

"You want to know what me and Vor Emalek did before we decided to come here?" He asked silkily. Ron mumbled something inaudible. Gelon smiled.

"I'm sorry, what was that?" Again, Ron's answer couldn't be heard, blood running down his chin as he coughed. Gelon struck out, kicking Ron in the gut. Ron gritted his teeth, his lip bleeding as he bit it to keep from crying out. The glass was digging deeper.

"Speak up!" Gelon ordered. Ron looked up, utter defiance in his eyes.

"It's Vor Emalek and I!" He raised his tridant to the sky. Suddenly silence filled the air. As the war raged out side of the reflective world, to Ron all was quiet.

"OCA!" he cried out. The glass around started to desolve, revolving around the two as Oca appeared above them. Gelon opened his mouth, screaming, but Ron could not hear.

CRRREEAAAK! Charge exploded from Ron's body and the sonic energy engulfed Hogwarts, causing it to light up. It continued to spread, heading towards Hogsmeade at a rapid pace. Gelon continued to scream in pain, his skin peeling. Ron's skin was doing the same as the vortex got bigger and brighter.

Harry was blinded temorarily by the glare of the whirlwind coming from the lake. Opening his eyes he found Voldemort doing the same. Many had stopped to witness the phenomenon. Voldemort smiled.

"Wonder what old Weasley's doing!" He yelled over the thunderous roar of the vortex. He threw another curse at Harry, which he barely avoided. Harry was slowing down. He was bleeding all over and it was starting to take a toll on him. If he didn't do something soon, he would die and Voldemort knew that.

"So what's it going to be, Potter? Your girlfriend's dead, your sidekick's getting his ass whipped and your best friend's a murderous sex-crazed vixen! What's next!" Voldemort jeered. Harry struggled to his feet, raising his wand.

"You're going to die! Avada Kedavra!"

"Avada Kedavra!" Like in the cemetary three years ago, the curses met, sparks flew. Harry grabbed hold of the wand with both hands, his breathing labored. Voldemort grinned.

"You won't win Potter!" Voldemort screamed. Harry gritted his teeth, watching the struggle continue. Suddenly blinding light eruppted from the curse, surrounding Voldemort and Harry. Pain. Seering pain engulfed Harry causing him to scream.

Hermione looked over the carnage. The light was surrounding her, filling her with pain. Rage.

"You will not win," Vor Emalek sneered. The voice in her head screamed in defiance. Vor Emalek grabbed her head, clutching it.

"No," she grounded out. "No!" The voice continued to scream, racking Vor Emalek's brain with threats as she began to shake.

"Emalek! You will not win!" she gritted.

I will not be held back anymore! The voice screamed. Vor Emalek was on her knees, screeching in agony.

"NO!" The scream rose in octaves as the light got brighter. The glare was growing brighter. The lake was barely visible.

You will not hold me back anymore!

Ron gasped in pain and looked up to the sky. His eyes began to cloud over with a red mist and he cried out for salvation. Calling upon all his strength and all the elements, he gave up one last cry. The barely visible clouds began to swirl in a vortex of fire, ice and thunderous electricity. Suddenly his ears opened up and the heavens gave out a spectral ovation spewing out fire and ice that fell, circling Gelon and him and then devouring them.

Suddenly everything was quiet. The battle paused as everyone looked around. Dean and Seamus stood, looking over to where Harry was. Or was supposed to be. All that was there was a large hole. A chasam. It was charred and smoky.

"Oh my God..." Dean murmured. "What happened?"

Deatheaters alike stared at the hole, where their leader should be standing, victorious.

"LOOK!" Someone shouted, pointing to the lake. Everyone turned and gasped.

"Where'd the water go?" someone asked. All that was left was the rocks. Everything else had disappeared. The fish, the merpeople and the giant squid was also gone along with Ron and Gelon.

"RUN!" Suddenly deatheaters were taking flight, running towards the gates and woods. Many chased after, but some just stood. Dumbledore walked over to where Harry should have been. McGonagal stood next to him.

"Albus," she whispered shakily. "What happened?" Dumbledore shook his head, for the first time just as amazed as she was.

"I don't know Minerva... I don't know..."

A/N: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAH!!!! I LOVED THIS CHAPTER! The story is all coming together now, but no it is not finished. Thanks to coconut girl for helping out and giving me the time to write. I couldn't have done it without you!

Reader of Canon FF: I know! Don't you just hate it when an awesome story gets abandoned. I hate it. I would never do that. I respect my readers to much to leave them hanging. ;-)

Coconut Girl: Battle scenes are harder than love scenes because there's so much more action going on. More movement and you have to get more detailed or the reader won't know what's going on. I find myself holding my breath when writing them. ;-) You are an absolute life savor! Thanks for updating! And hurry up with that next story. I'm still waiting for a preview! lol. ;-)

Wesker888: I knew you'd like a good fight scene, even if it isn't between Ron and Hermione:-)

Dare I do a Chapter Tease... I think I will, but just a small one:

"Hermione..." Ginny whispered. The girl remained still.

"Hermione?" Mrs. Granger called, pale with worry. Still, she didn't respond. Ginny bit her lip and shook the girl's shoulder.

"Hermione..." Everyone screamed as the hand shot out, wraping its fingers around Ginny's throat. Hermione sat up, glaring at a struggling Ginny. Mr. Granger lunged for his daughter.

"Hermione no!" She whirled on him, glaring daggers. Her hand blocked his attempt as her grip on Ginny tightened, causing her to gasp.

"HERMIONE! You're going to kill her!" Luna screamed.