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V.
Finally, the end
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The set topic: Trapped!
Summary: One of many possibilities how it all could have ended...
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Figures in black emerged from all sides.
He lost his wand, got knocked down by several curses.
The ranks of Death Eaters cleared an aisle for their master.
"Dear Severus... It´s your turn..." Voldemort whispered.
He felt no shadow of fear or hesitation.
He raised his head, a smile appearing on his lips.
"I knew this was a trap. I don't care if I die, as long as I take you with me."
Voldemort barely had time to understand the meaning of his words…
Everything was flooded with blinding light and the explosion tore apart two blocks of war-torn London…