Disclaimer: Unfortunately, the characters that have been known to be owned by J.K. Rowling actually are. In other words, Harry Potter does not belong to me.
A/N: So, this is going to be like the second to last chapter. I want to thank you guys for reading it. You're the best. Enjoy.
I crawled across the ground towards Blaise, tons of different spells and hexes shooting over my head. A full on battle between good and evil.
Blaise lay unconscious on the ground about five feet away from me. I crawled through people's feet, rolling over to avoid spells, tripping up some Death Eater's, but my eyes were on Blaise's lifeless body.
I reached him finally placing myself on top of him to protect him. This was all my fault. My side could have taken Voldemort by surprise if I hadn't been so completely and utterly stupid.
"Blaise?" I whispered to him. "Blaise can you here me?"
I patted his face gently, ducking as a Death Eater was flung over my head.
"Rea!" I looked up to see Harry standing over me and Blaise. "Get him out of here! We'll hold them off!"
I nodded, pulling Blaise's wand from out of his pocket. Then, carefully getting to my feet, I hooked my arms underneath Blaise's and began to try and pull him backwards, away from the battlefield, towards the same woods he had saved me in.
But then I saw Voldemort heading towards us.
If I thought he had looked hideous before, he was horrible now. His face was twisted in pure rage as he came towards us.
My heart pounded with fear as I lifted Blaise's wand, hoping it would work for me. I shouted spell after spell, hex after hex, jinx after jinx . . . but he blocked them all.
"Expelliarmus!" Voldemort shouted.
Blaise's wand flew from my hand and I was knocked backwards. Voldemort stood over me, his wand pointed at my face.
"I should have had you killed when I had the chance!" he hissed at me. "No matter. I shall kill you now! Avada –"
"Expelliarmus!" Voldemort's wand flew from his hand . . . and into Harry's. Voldemort spun around, angry and shocked.
"You're not going to kill another one of my friends again, Voldemort." Harry snapped Voldemort's wand in half.
I pulled Blaise father back as Voldemort screamed in agony, falling to the floor just in front of us. Harry approached him, looking up at me, "You guys all right?"
"Sort of," I replied. "Just get it over with, Harry."
"Right." I turned my head as Harry muttered the Killing curse.
It was over. It was finally over. "We've won, Blaise," I said, looking down at my unconscious boyfriend. "You're safe."