DISCLAIMER: If I owned Lucius Malfoy, he would be a werewolf!

"It's a lie, it's a great big fat lie!" I screamed, as Harry looked at me in shock and let go of my hand. "Don't believe him, he's just putting us against each other…!"

"It's not a lie, Lavinia" Aunt Narcissa said in a sad, apologetic voice. I forced myself to accept the fact. It did me no good to be distracted and distraught. I had to recover my focus.

"Fine. So you are my father" I faced him. "So what? You are no more than a donor. I am nothing like you."

"Besides" Draco interrupted "she's no more your daughter than she is a loyal Death Eater. She's a Malfoy and she belongs to us. This doesn't change her" he said rashly, and looked at Harry. "She's still Lavinia, and she chose who she belongs with a long time ago."

Harry looked guilty for a second, and grabbed my hand again immediately.

"Yes, well, on that subject" Voldemort interrupted conversationally. "Since when, exactly, aren't the Malfoys my loyal Death Eaters? You promised me Dumbledore's head on a silver plate."

"Dumbledore happened to make a better offer" I said. "Many more social benefits, you see."

"We've been planning this for years" Narcissa said, strangely delighted. "Since Lavinia was born, and she was prophecised to bring you down hand by hand with the Boy Who Lived…"

"You filthy traitor!" Bellatrix yelled, and let go of her, but before Narcissa could reach her wand, her sister shot her with a beam of red light and began twitching on the floor.

Cruciatus.

"Stop it!" Draco screamed, and run to his mother. I stopped him from reaching her, it would do him no good to get so close to a Cruciatus Curse. Bellatrix wouldn't stop until she'd had her fill…

Harry, Ron and Hermione were all taking their wands out with what obviously seemed a plan. I shuddered- he would notice, he wouldn't be pleased at all…

"Bella, leave it, our guests are not enjoying themselves" Voldemort said, and turned to the trio. "What's the matter? Is it too much for Dumbledore's golden children?"

"It's torture" Hermione whispered with hatred.

"It's torture!" Bellatrix mocked her. "And do you know what happens to traitors after torture, little girl?" She raised her wand to Narcissa, and she automatically pushed her son away. Draco fell near me, and I picked him up, restraining him from going back to his mother. "They get killed" Bellatrix finished, and right after "Avada-" she raised her wand to me. "-Kedavra!"

"Bella, no!" Voldemort screamed, disarming her. I didn't move, but Draco, with a determined face, yanked me down as he got up from the floor and took the beam of green light right on the chest.

"NO!" Aunt Narcissa screamed, and dragged herself to the limp body of his son, who had fallen on me. "Not my child, not my baby, no!"

I hugged him one last time, and closed his eyes. His face still expressed the determination that had driven him to take his aunt's killing curse and receive it in my place.

I swallowed my tears and let his mother hold and cry on him. Hermione landed at their side with her bag of medicines, as if she could actually do something, while Ron tried to restrain her. I stood up, looked at my boyfriend, who seemed shocked and pained, and faced my father.

"Are you planning to kill us all, then?" I asked him.

"Yes" he said simply, and rejoiced in doing so. "And I am going to kill the two of you myself" he added looking at Bellatrix, who didn't seem happy. "You can do whatever you want with the other two."

"Oh, I don't think so" Narcissa said suddenly, and a killing curse was fired from her wand, hitting the chest of her surprised and unarmed sister instantly.

"NO!" Voldemort screamed, but it was late; Bellatrix's corpse was on the floor, as still as her nephew. "You are going to regret that, Narcissa" he said with his silky voice, his red eyes shining dangerously, and he raised his wand.

I looked at Harry, and he nodded. Count to three, and we begin…

"No, you are going to regret that" Narcissa surprised us all, walking to Voldemort and putting her wand to his chest, but she didn't seem to be about to curse him. "You are the one who caused all of this".

My aunt was shaking, her voice betrayed every bit of her grief, but also the bottled up anger she seemed to have saved for decades.

"You, our pureblood champion, bollocks to that. You broke us all- Malfoys and Blacks, you got into our cores and you broke us all" she continued, and pointed at her sister's corpse. "That stopped being my sister a long time ago. I stopped having sisters a long time ago. You relished on destroying the Blacks and then you set your mind to break the Malfoys, too. You killed Abraxas Jr. You set a trap for Lucius. And you tried to ruin little Lucia's life." She got even closer to him, eye to eye, the disgust clear on her face. "The two most powerful pureblood families, destroyed. Because you wanted it all for yourself. Well… we are not taking your shit anymore."

"You can't kill me, Narcissa" Voldemort said, savouring every word out of my aunt's mouth as if they were compliments. "I cannot be killed, whatever these children and Dumbledore think."

"Oh, yes, you can" Narcissa purred, and walked away, to the wall. She opened a hidden cabinet behind a wood panel, and looked inside a drawer. "Remember this?" she threw him something dark and small. It landed on his feet. It looked like a little black book with a great big hole.

"Riddle's Diary" Harry said. Voldemort paled.

"That, Harry, is a Horcrux" my aunt explained. "A horcrux is a recipient for a piece of a wizard's soul. As long as he has one of those, they work like anchors- the body might be destroyed, but their spirits remain bound to the Earth."

Voldemort laughed.

"Try, then. Kill me, and see what happens."

"Oh, you would die" Narcissa assured him, smiling. "Because we compared notes, you see- Dumbledore and me. That one was destroyed by Harry Potter- but then this-" she took another object from the drawer, this time a much smaller one. When it landed on the floor, it looked like a ring with a cracked stone "was found in the old Gaunt shack. Your lovely Slytherin family- tramps living in the dirt with muggles. Dumbledore destroyed that one."

Voldemort was no longer smiling as he bent over to grab the ring and examine it.

"And then, my poor cousin Regulus died retrieving this" she threw a larger piece of jewelry- a golden locket with a heavy chain, also broken. "He left it with his house elf, and then the Order of the Phoenix found it…"

Harry, Ron and Hermione looked at each other, apparently recognizing it.

"They destroyed it when Dumbledore told them what it was. So kind of Regulus, leaving it at hand for us to find…" Narcissa was apparently delighted, as she kept rummaging through the drawer, hatred pouring through her pores. It was disturbing how much she resembled Bellatrix, and her mad ways. "I took this one out of Bellatrix's Gringott's vault. As her heir, I had a right to whatever that was in there." She threw him a great golden cup that looked ancient and burnt. My aunt then took what looked like a tiara and put it on her head. "We do wonder what is it with you and the founders. Slytherin's locket, Hufflepuff's cup, Ravenclaw's diadem…" Hermione gasped. "Oh, yes, Ravenclaw's famous enchanted diadem, reduced to a mere garbage holder. You travelled a long way for this…" Narcissa smiled, walking away from the drawer. "You'd think the dead would keep their silence, but you seem to have forgotten that ghosts aren't particularly known for that. My son destroyed this one. Really naïve of you, to think that no one knew the Room of Hidden Things. And the count is up to six."

My aunt turned around, happily throwing the diadem with the rest of the broken Horcruxes, dancing her way to another wood panel.

"But Tom Riddle was such a special boy he wanted to have his soul in seven pieces" she explained, dangerously mocking him. "Can you guess which one was the last?"

"You wouldn't dare" he sissed.

"Call it" Narcissa dared him. "Go on."

"Nagini!" he sissed.

"He's calling the snake" Harry explained to Ron and Hermione. I looked at him, puzzled. "He spoke in parsel. You can probably understand him, it's an inheritable trait."

Nothing came.

Narcissa opened another wood panel with a touch of her wand, and the body of a great snake fell limp on the floor, its severed head next to it. Voldemort looked furious.

"It looks like my niece and I will be wearing the latest fashion this winter: snake boots."

Narcissa smiled and Voldemort raised his wand. Harry and I looked at each other.

One, two, three- lights out.

The battle had begun.

We took advantage of the dark to move and dodge Voldemort's powerful attacks. He still turned the lights on seconds after I managed to turn them off, so it was hit and run- we couldn't be in the same place after firing a curse, so we appeared in different places everytime the lights were on. He was really powerful; he managed to reject every beam of light he saw himself in the receiving end of.

Ron and Hermione were keeping up the air manipulating spells that were blowing a hard wind on Voldemort's face, screwing with his aim and concentration and rendering him unable to stand up from his seat. Keeping him in one place was vital as we kept firing at him in the dark. I could hear the chair cracking under the pressure of the magic directed at it.

It was difficult to dodge the many stray spells flying around the room. Voldemort only fired Killing Curses, but we were mainly trying to stun him- we could kill him once he was knocked out, and adding to the many Killing Curses flying around the room was an unnecessary risk. He managed to put up a strong shield, even against the wind, but it kept him from firing so he broke it immediately.

The confusion was getting at us. The few seconds of dark and light kept blinding us constantly, we were brushing with death at every instant (Voldemort's aim was improving, despite the wind) and he did not seem tired at all. I conjured a great, big, bubble of water around him, but he quickly did a Bubble charm around his head. I thought of conjuring fire, but if the house catched it (the walls were covered in wood and fabric) it would become uncontrollable and we might all die burning. I was desperately trying to come up with what to do, when I heard a thud and stopped hearing Harry's voice shouting spells.

In a moment of light I allowed Voldemort to maintain, I saw Harry's body lying on the floor. Hermione run to him with her bag of medicines and I replaced her using all my magnomagus powers to create the wind that kept Voldemort in his seat- Ron took Harry's place and Narcissa kept on firing curses. I made it dark again.

"He's alive!" Hermione screamed. I sighed my relief, though panic took me immediately. If he didn't wake up soon, I wasn't sure how much longer I would last using my magic in such vast proportions. What would happen when I passed out? The moment was dangerously close.

I used the last of my strength to yank his wand out of his hand. I failed, and fell on the floor.

The lights were on.

"What are you?" Voldemort whispered with shock on his face, impressed.

"Magnomagus" I finally confessed. There was a noise behind me- the door was opened.

I prayed that it was Dumbledore and the Order. Surely, they could all take on Voldemort…

"Long time no seen, my Lord" said a very familiar voice.

"Mother?" I whispered from my place on the floor. Narcissa was holding her wand to his neck, my mother run to him and put her wand to his chest and Ron was holding him from the other side.

Hermione was on the floor with Harry, administering him Healing potions. I heard someone land by my side.

"Drink this, it will help get some of your strength back" said a blonde elegant woman, whose features I could barely recognize.

"Hello, Aunt Aricia" I said.

"Yes, yes, you're so grown, I'm so old, drink this quickly."

"…drink this little potion, and you'll provide your part for the cause, you said" my mother was saying. "Provide me a child to fight the prophecy child and your brother gets to live. You bloody liar. Did you think I would leave her on her own?"

"I suggest you drop your wand" Narcissa said. "There are three wands to you, and seven against you in the room. You stand no chance."

"I always stand a chance" he answered.

"You see, I lied to you earlier" Narcissa whispered. I saw Harry stirring and Hermione gasp in delight. "You were not mortal a few seconds ago. On Halloween, 1981, a piece of your soul broke off of you when you were hit by your own killing curse, and it landed on the nearest living thing."

I exchanged a surprised look with my aunt Aricia, who didn't seem surprised at all.

"I put Harry Potter on the path of one of your Killing Curses" Narcissa said. "I knew it wouldn't kill him. It just got rid of your last Horcrux."

Harry stood up, behind Voldemort. He didn't notice it. Harry looked at me. I understood him perfectly.

"You really are mortal now" Narcissa finished.

"So now you are going to kill me?" Voldemort asked, skeptically.

"No" Ron answered unexpectedly. "He will."

The three of them backed away instantly, and I used the whole of my little regained strength to turn the chair on itself so that Voldemort would face Harry Potter.

"Avada Kedavra!"

"Expelliarmus!"

The green curse found the red spell in the air, and the twin cores battled for a few seconds. Soon, the green light bounced off the red light and hit its caster right before the red one did.

Voldemort's wand flew across the room as his hand fell limp to his side.

There was silence around the room for a second, and then a great sigh of relief. I saw Hermione and Ron running to embrace their friend, as Narcissa went straight to her son's body. My mother turned to me and held me against her chest and cried, and then she and her sister went to comfort their sister in law, and I found myself in Harry's arms. Ron and Hermione were kissing by Voldemort's body.

"Is he really dead?" I asked. Harry nodded.

"We did it" he said, and kissed me, right there on the floor, surrounded by corpses.

"I think I will faint of exhaustion" I warned him, slightly annoyed at the untimely energy drain.

Harry let out a carefree laugh.

"It's fine!" he assured me. "You did great."

I smiled, and those green eyes and that big smile were the last thing I saw.

It ain't over yet! There's an epilogue coming this way! I do hope you enjoyed the finale, please leave me a review and tell me what you thought!