Harry had known this day was coming, and he thought he was prepared. He had been trained all of his life, and told he had the magic to defeat the man, but he was no longer certain. The fact the man had brought down his barriers, he knew deep down, he had Nick's powers as well. All of the meddling of Albus, using an innocent pawn in his place, and he may have spelled the deaths of them all. He kept deflecting the spells, and he knew he couldn't keep it up forever, and he hoped he could at least bring the man down with him.

Nick had slid in beside him, unseen, under the cape. He knew from Moody's spells, not even Voldemort himself could see him. He had no intention of being seen, either by Voldemort, or later by Albus and Fudge.

Harry thought out loud but barely. "Travis, at least I know you're safe, and my aunt and Uncle. I wish I could see you again."

Nick knew the risk but he whispered. "You will, and I am here to make sure of it."

Harry did his best to hide he heard it. "Nick?"

Nick nodded. "I am going to cut your arm; you need some of my blood."

Harry deflected another spell from Voldemort. "You shouldn't be here."

Nick sliced into Harry's arm and his own. "I'm not."

Harry was talking through closed lips trying to concentrate on both. "You'll be killed if you get caught."

Nick pushed their bloody arms together under the cloak. "Oh I am sure Narcissa will want to when I get back."

Harry felt an odd tingling in his arm. "I think it worked."

Nick nodded and went to move back. "I cast a spell to tell me if it did."

Harry looked at Voldemort but whispered. "Promise me, if I die here, you'll see my body back to Boston."

Nick shook his head. "It won't be needed, but I will."

Nick watched, as the two of them dueled. He had thought it would be him, ever since he was told he was the BWL, which he wasn't. He had always wondered how he was meant to defeat the man. No one had told him he was an heir, and even if he was, he was never taught to duel. He never knew how he was meant to take on Voldemort, just that he was, only barely taught occulemency at all.

Harry held his breath as he cast the killing curse, knowing he needed to match Voldemort, and prayed what Nick had done would work. He had been told his Slytherin blood was stronger, and mingled with his mother's love too, and now he had Hufflepuff.

Voldemort laughed as the powers were clashing in the center. "Give up little boy and I'll just imprison those you love."

Harry thought of all those he loved, and of his parents, and those Nick loved. "You will answer to all you have done once and for all."

Voldemort couldn't believe what was happening when his spell began going back on him. "No."

Harry watched as the spell hit the man and he wasn't simply killed, his body seemed to go to ashes. "It\'s over, finally."

Nick slid from under the cloak and smiled. "It is. Look."

Harry could see the enemies who had the mark, were dead all around them. "You need to get out of here."

Nick smirked. "Is that the thanks I get for helping you?"

Harry shook his head. "You know I am grateful, I would never have won, without you. But I won't let you be killed either."

Nick nodded. "You wouldn't have needed my help if Albus didn't meddle. But I need to get back to the manor before my brother…."

Lucius had come up behind them. "Your brother finds you, and forgets you are a teen, and doesn't threaten to spank you."

There was no time, they needed to get out of there, Albus would soon be there. Lucius knew his brother deserved to be here, and to confront Albus, and he would. But this wasn't the time and place, they needed to deal with the few dead and injured on their side, and all of this. Lucius swore to his brother, he would have his day, but this wasn't it. He whisked Nick away to the manor.

Nick found Narcissa and Remus anxious and pacing when he came back. He explained what happened, and while they knew it was needed, they were all upset with him. He had taken a serious risk with his life.

Nick tried to calm them. "The battle would have been lost, and the enemies would have won, if I hadn't gone."

Lucius shook his head. "You shouldn't have gone alone. I have lost you once, I won't lose you again."

Viktor agreed with him. "I swear we should throttle you. You know Adrian and I could have come along with you as well."

Nick was worried they were going to remain angry with him. "I'm sorry I worried you, I just wanted to win the war. And it worked."

Remus took his cub into his arms. "You know no matter how worried we were, that we are proud, and grateful as well."

Lucius sighed and nodded. "You need to learn your impetuous actions have consequences, but tonight is a night for celebration."

In truth the celebrations would wait, as there were 20 people on their side to mourn, and injured. It would likely be a week before official celebrations were held, to honor the dead, and help the injured. But for the first time in any of their lifetimes, there was real peace, as last time they knew there was a chance he could come back. This time they knew Voldemort and his followers were dead and gone.

Nick smiled when he thought of something. "Well the bright side is there is no longer just a bright side. I can see your face Moony for real."

Harry was in shock, as the survivors gathered in the Great Hall. All of the injured had been taken to the hospital, and the dead, as well. There would be a week of burials and funerals, before the official celebrations, it was decided. But even with the few deaths, the mood was up; the enemies were gone for good. Harry thought of the kids back at the manor, some injured badly like Cho, who he knew Nick once had a crush on. But soon they would be able to return to school, and he planned to return to Boston, but he had business to finish.

Albus watched him as he walked into the room. He had been hoping the brat would die; it would have made it all simpler, in the end. He had regretted Harry's parents died, they were good people, but it was needed. But Harry had out lived his usefulness.

Albus moved over to him. "I am told you brought down the dark lord."

Harry smirked. "You know I did."

Albus shook his head. "I assume I do, someone did. I was starting to worry you didn't have it in you boy."

Fudge had come over. "It seems we were not wrong to hope you could do better than the other boy."

Harry ground his teeth. "I just saved this world and your pathetic asses from death; I'd think you'd at least manage a 'good job' or thanks."

Albus turned back to look at him. "Is that what you think you deserve boy? Better people than you have fought this war…."

Harry cut in. "And died. And some have sat on their ass behind a desk, and pulled the strings, and watched people die."

Fudge looked at Albus. "I told you he would be as much trouble as the other."

Albus shook his head. "No, he knows his place."

Harry went to leave but he said. "Oh I do. And trust me Albus, when this is over, so will you."

Albus stopped him. "I don't know what you think you are pulling, but if you want your relatives to remain…."

Harry laughed. "We both know you have no idea where they are. I know all you have done Albus, and trust me, I'm not going away."

He was, but not until he cleaned it up here, before he left. He and Nick would, they both planned to leave, and not call the UK home. But they both not only cared about people here, but they wanted justice, for what had been done. He would see Albus in prison, if not kissed, for what he had done. He knew Albus was a risk, and perhaps he should not egg him on, but the man wouldn't try anything right now.

He was surprised when the centaurs had come into the great hall. He knew the one named Firenze, he taught here at the school, but the others had shocked them when they had entered into battle to help them. Magorian himself had come into the castle.

Magorian. "We seek the two who have brought down the heir of Voldemort."

Harry bowed. "I am one." But he said quieter so only the centaurs could hear. "The other no one must know he was here."

Firenze spoke and handed him a package. "This belongs to him, when you next see him. It is for he, we entered into battle tonight."

Magorian agreed. "We long were confused by the stars, as the stars of the savior, didn't walk with him. Now it seems we understand."

Harry pocketed the gift for Nick. "I promise I will see he gets this. I know he is as grateful for your help tonight, as I and the others are."

Albus had come over. "You nags can get out of my school. I am not welcome in your woods; you can remove yourself from this school."

Magorian turned to him. "This school belongs to the founders and their heirs, and the children. And we serve as her protectors."

Harry smirked when they found something Albus didn't know. "It was why the founders built the school walls to include the woods."

Firenze agreed. "The children of the school have always been welcome in our woods. We protect them from ALL who would seek to hurt them."

With that the centaurs left, and Harry had to wonder, if they could be counted on for more help. He knew they were always reluctant, to be involved with human affairs, like this war. They hadn't entered, their archers had held the back from the woods, but they hadn't planned to actually enter the battle. But it seems the respect Nick had shown them, and their old code, convince them to go further.

Harry looked around him and went towards the order where Severus was. "I need to ensure there is a way for me to come and go."

Severus handed him a portkey. "Not even Albus can keep you from leaving. I believe a certain friend; will wish to speak to you soon."

Harry was relieved and nodded. "I think we both have a few debts to call in before we leave the UK for good."

Moody had come over and clapped him on the back. "You have all the support you need from us, even in this."

Harry knew there would be shock, when the truth came out, about what Albus did. The whole truth was never meant to, Nick wanted to remain in private, but plans had changed. Nick would remain in France, in his new life there, but like Harry he needed to see this finished. Harry knew the public would turn, on Albus more than they already had, when it hit all of the papers.

Severus thought. 'Fudge should be just as worried. Lucius will leave him a beggar when he is done, for messing with his little brother.'

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