Pretty Boy

Chapter 47

Voldemort's demise

"Severus, Voldemort's attacking Diagon Alley, its time." said Harry.

Severus stared at his fiancé completely struck dumb, he looked years older, and no it didn't have anything to do with an aging Potion. It didn't have anything to do with the words that had just come out of his mouth. He looked stunning, dressed in the finest battle robes he'd ever seen. The deepest green, with a sheen of gold if you stared at it a certain way. His hair was up with a large leather strap, manly as one could get. A pair of welsh green dragon hide boots to complete the outfit. He looked magnificent, and every bone in his body wanted to lurch across to him and take him right here and now. His green eyes stood out firmly with his choice of clothes. Merlin, he was lucky, how had he been so blessed with someone as gorgeous as Harry in his life? He actually owed Malfoy and Nott for how his life had turned out, it was their actions, the place they chose that led him down this road. The prophecy though, indicated one way or another…Harry had been destined to do this. Life was funny, but he chose not to question it. It was time as Harry had said to end it once and for all. His beautiful fiancé was looking forward to this; he was vibrating with so much magic and anticipation.

"Then it's time," said Severus, nodding his head grimly, "I shall alert the others." he immediately grabbed a handful of Floo powder, and flung it into the flames. The green harmless fire blazed on up, and Severus quickly immersed himself within it after calling out his destination.

"Every-" asked Remus looking up into the fire, his cup of coffee half way to his lips.

"It's time, get Bill and as many others as you can. He's attacking Diagon Alley." said Severus. His voice conveyed more than just the urgency of the situation, but the dire nature of his mission. Should Remus fail, then none of it would work. The success of what they were doing now rested firmly on Remus' shoulders.

"Of course," said Remus immediately, the cup of coffee falling onto the table, spilling everywhere. It suddenly didn't matter, Sirius who had been beside him nodded grimly, not saying anything yet.

"Good." said Severus.

"I'll go to the Ministry," said Sirius grimly.

"I'll get the Order." said Remus as Severus disappeared from the fireplace. Both Apparated out, they were on a time sensitive mission with little time to accomplish it. They weren't going to let Harry down, not again.

Severus stood up, and went straight through to his lab; grabbing the large bag of potions he had handy for this occasion. All in unbreakable vials, so if anything happened to him, nothing would damage the potions. He knew the chances of survival was fifty-fifty, he didn't have expectations. He was more worried for Harry than he was for himself. He was very good, especially for a man with only one year's magical experience. That was the crux of the problem, one year magical experience against the Darkest Wizard the world had ever encountered. Merlin he prayed to whatever deity out there to protect them both this day.

"Are you ready?" said Severus standing next to his fiancé, cupping his face once again musing how lucky he was. If this was the end of him, he'd die happy in the knowledge he'd be missed, mourned instead of discarded and hated forever as a Death Eater. If he survived today, he'd spend the rest of his life making Harry's life as carefree and happy as possible.

"Oh yes!" said Harry grinning widely, excited he couldn't wait.

"Then let's go." said Severus, both of them made their way to the fireplace. Flooing directly to Diagon Alley, more specifically the Leaky Cauldron. Which was packed with customers, calmly eating their lunches unaware of the oncoming danger. They received a few curious stares, especially from those who recognized Severus.

"What can I get you?" asked Tom cheerfully, staring expectantly at the two newcomers, they seemed in some sort of trance. He was about to ask them if they were alright, when the words that came out of his mouth scared ten years out of him.

"We need strong fighters, those willing to stand up and fight. The next generation now rests firmly in your hands. There are Death Eaters descending upon this Alley as we speak." said Harry grimly, staring around at them. Unfortunately his words just created chaos, as they all lunged for the fireplace, desperate to get away. Some just grabbed their kids and Apparated on the spot, leaving only a few handful of people behind.

"Better than nothing," said Severus looking disgusted at the amount of people who had fled.

"I expected less, they like running with the tail tucked beneath their legs." said Harry eyeing the place shrewdly. "Let's go." as soon as they stepped outside, they ducked an oncoming barrage of spells with easy. Their wands out and casting curses back, hoping someone would get here soon. The smell of smoke was thick in the air. Buildings were on fire, but they couldn't do anything about it, they had to fight first. They could rebuild later. Stunning each black clad figure he could, they made themselves easy targets wearing those robes and masks. Idiotic if you asked him, but that's an insane dark wizard for you - they didn't think rationally.

Back to back, they continued to fight the masses, a few wizards helping here and there. Unfortunately most were cowering, or trying futilely to protect children and fight at the same time. Spells continued to launch back and forth, both Severus and Harry had to rebound them back at the Death Eaters. They couldn't duck and avoid it. Thankfully nothing they couldn't shield had been sent their way yet.

"Help me!" screamed a seven year old, banging against the window desperately, choking on the smoke billowing around the shop. "Please help me!" others joined in, trying desperately to leave the Quidditch shop, they were stuck in.

"Get us out of here!" yelled another voice, the door shaking violently, desperate to get out.

Harry looked around, nobody was the slightest bit inclined to help them, cursing he ran off. Rapidly gesturing for them to move away from the window, to hide, take cover. Thankfully one of the older ones seemed to realize what Harry wanted. He quickly shouted for them to get over the counter, where unfortunately the smoke was the thickest. Once they were safely out of harms way, Harry basted the unbreakable windows with a violent blasting charm. The entire shop shook on its foundations as glass and wood sprayed everywhere. With a new release the smoke immediately tripled as it sneaked out the window.

"Come on get out!" yelled Harry, shaking his head as he turned away from the shop, it was up to them now whether they got out or not. Coughing roughly, he wiped his face leaving a trail of black soot in its wake.

He'd just found Severus again, when he heard the laugh, the most evil laugh one he instinctively knew from his bouts of connection with the evil wizard. The Dark Lord Voldemort had just entered the game; Harry truly hadn't expected him to appear so soon. This was probably his favourite part though, seeing the death and destruction surrounding him. What kind of life had the man had…to want to see such a beautiful world reduced to rubble and slavery? He'd had a tough life, yet he would never do such a thing. There were innocent children here, all ages, just celebrating finishing school and being able to do what they wanted all summer. They had no place in war, and yet here they were, stuck, thanks to sadistic Death Eaters locking them into burning buildings.

"So you did betray me my slippery spy," hissed Voldemort drawing Harry's attention from the battle. They had some help, those who were trying to anyway, but it wasn't working long term. The Death Eaters were just un-stunning their fellow comrades.

"Of course I did, I've been spying for twenty one years." said Severus, fighting three Death Eaters, and winning flawlessly. He was truly a sight to see, he was also very powerful and Harry loved it. He could have stood there watching all day just how fluidly Severus moved. He'd been nothing like that while teaching Harry, it turned him on so badly it wouldn't have mattered but they were currently in battle.

He saw Voldemort had his wand raised; ready to curse him. Harry knew he wouldn't be able to avoid all four curses. He was being put to the test fighting three Death Eaters as it was. He saw the green light bursting from the wand; raising the wand he had gotten at the age of eleven he snarled the killing curse too as he knocking Severus out of the way. The Death Eaters ended up taking the spells meant for Severus.

Bill, Remus, Sirius, Shacklebolt, Tonks and many others were appearing. Sirius immediately went to Severus, who was by that point back on his feet. They quickly subdue the three Death Eaters that had attacked Severus. Sirius knew that if anything happened to Severus, Harry wouldn't survive. All his life he'd dealt with people leaving him, well he would make sure Severus wasn't one of them. Even if he had to sacrifice his own life, to ensure his godsons happiness and survival.

Everyone stared in shock when a phoenix thrill resonated all over the alley. Replacing the fear with hope, compassion, calmness and a sense of belonging. They could feel it deep in their heart, reinserting their belief in the world. It was time this war came to an end, they could do it, and for the first time everyone truly believed it.

"What's happening?" cried Sirius in shock, as a dome began to form around Harry and Voldemort. Somehow locking them inside the gold magical shield, he swallowed thickly as they began to levitate further. He'd never seen anything like it in all his years. The magic, the feelings, it was the most…magical experience in his life.

"Keep fighting!" hissed Severus shoving Sirius, bringing him back to here and now. They had Death Eaters to take care of and people to save. Once Sirius was shoved from his shock, it seemed the entire alley did as well.

Despite his words, Severus almost tripped when ghostly apparitions began to emerge from the Dark Lord's wand. People that had been declared dead, their bodies tortured beyond recognition. The ghostly figures were surrounding Voldemort causing him to become fearful. He couldn't break the connection for some reason; it wasn't for the lack of trying on his part. The Dark Lord kept yanking at his wand, trying to break the barely visible strand of magic. Keeping both Harry and the Dark Lord attached, a brother wand, that's why Harry had been reading about them. He truly had planned this down to this exact detail. He was amazing, and Severus was in awe of him.

"Mum," whispered Harry his eyes wide in astonishment, he hadn't planned on this.

"James," choked Sirius, staring at the sky, as the battle around him continued on. Although it wasn't much of one, with help, they were gaining the upper hand against the remaining Death Eaters. At least the ones that had been summoned to this raid, which would be around thirty percent of his Death Eaters.

"Do it Harry, it will work. We love you, and we are so proud of you." said Lily softly. She was so proud of her son, she wished she had longer. Yet she knew the gift she had been given, at even being able to be here at all. Her beautiful baby boy was all grown up. He had Severus to look after him now, her oldest and fondest friend.

Harry's green eyes glistened with tears he had never thought he would ever hear such a thing. It meant the world to him; his parents were proud of him. He'd never felt proud before, yet her words and the phoenix song resonated deeply within him. Gripping his wand he nodded, breathing deeply, he took his other wand out. Pointing it straight at Voldemort ready to say the curse that would end him.

"I never thought I'd say this Snape, but…thank you and I approve of his choice. You have our blessing." said James Potter his spectre floating towards the edge of the dome, looking years old as he gazed proudly at the sight of his son before turning back and adding. "I am sorry for everything I did to you, I was a jealous prick."

"James," whispered Sirius, tears running down his face. He didn't even feel jealousy that he was speaking to Severus and not him.

"I don't blame you Padfoot, you did what you could. Dumbledore tricked you. Just be there for him, since I can't" said James a haunted melodic note to his voice.

Remus closed his eyes this was just so unreal, how was this possible? What had Harry done? "Well Moony, you finally got your stubborn butt into gear and finally asked him?" With his piece said, he joined the fray, yelling obscenities at Voldemort along with the rest of those who'd been brutally murdered by the monster.

Remus choked on his laugh with the lump in his throat. He was ready to break down and cry, in the middle of pandemonium that used to be Diagon Alley. Bodies of people, animals and owls littered the once clean happy cobbled street, half dead and half suffering from horrific curses cast on them. Families were huddled together crying at the mere sight of Voldemort too petrified to even raise their wand to protect themselves.

"I love you too" said Harry. Gripping his wand tightly, continuing to stare at his parents. Delaying the inevitable, but everything was fine below, they had control of it.

"I will be there for you always little one!" said Lily, wanting so badly to touch her son. Yet she could only raise a ghostly hand, putting it as close to his face as though to cup his cheek, in a manner similar to how Severus did. "Think of me by your side when you marry Severus and I will appear."

Harry blinked in confusion, what could she possibly mean by that? They'd just got engaged, yet she was speaking as if he would marry him. Regardless he nodded, if only to indicate he heard her.

"Good luck son, do it now we're disappearing." said James. It was gradual and nobody would haven noticed, but they were connected to this plane only temporarily. They could feel themselves starting to move on; time to go back to their own plane.

"Who the hell are you!" snarled Voldemort furiously, his red eyes blazing with fury.

"I think the son should have given it away, don't you?" sneered Harry, his green eyes glinting maliciously. "What are you an idiot? I'm the one prophesied to defeat you."

"Potter," cursed Voldemort his magic flaring as his anger increased rapidly.

"Avada Kedavra!" said Harry at the same time Voldemort was busy cursing his name. The green light flew out of Harry's wand, the emerald glowing ball heading straight for its target. Unable to break the connection, the Dark Lord was helpless to evade it. The look of shock, fear and surprise would forever remain on the snake face monster. Who had lived to terrorise the Wizarding world for decades. His mouth still open from when he had uttered the last thing he ever would "Potter" as he had done when Harry was a year and a half, this time there was no coming back.

The web of pure light broke, as both Voldemort and Harry fell on the cobble stoned path with a thud. Only Voldemort seemed to bounce a few times before his body lay broken on the cobbles defeated at last. The onlookers just gaped in shock unable to believe their eyes. Dumbledore had been unable to defeat him, yet a young man had done so.

"Harry!" yelled Severus running towards him, just glad he'd survived, and he'd done it. Cupping his face, staring into his eyes. He could see by the dazed look on his face, Harry had a lot of magic. The magical strand, the dome, must have been feeding from his magic. Opening his potions pouch, he took out the ones he needed and threw the rest at Remus.

Remus caught it, since he was close by. Nodding he began to tend to the fallen, helping where he could.

The spectres were disappearing; Harry could see them from the corner of his eyes. He grimaced in pain; he had broken his ankle in the fall. He swallowed the potion as Severus watched his face intently. Harry grabbed Severus' wrist and whispered a rune Severus wasn't familiar with. He could feel it tingling along the Death Eater mark. He was about to ask what it was, when Harry spoke, putting it at the back of his mind.

"We need to get him now, its now or never" said Harry, intently gripping Severus' arm.

Severus nodded his head grimly, Poppy would no doubt be on her way here. She was the best Medi-witch, someone would notify her. He didn't get a sense of satisfaction attacking Dumbledore while he was down. But what the hell, Dumbledore had done the same binding a baby's powers.

"Are you ok?" asked Bill grimly he had a burnt shoulder, and his arm was at an odd angle, broken. He was alive that's really all that mattered, and the attack hadn't happened after the full moon or he wouldn't have been there.

"I'm fine," grimaced Harry standing up on his broken ankle. The pain wasn't half bad, since Severus had given him the potions. Pain reliever and one to begin knitting the bone back together. The last one had been one to strengthen his magic and replenish it.

"Come on," said Severus, guiding Harry away, keeping some weight off his foot. Using a spell quietly, causing bandages to wrap Harry's ankle snugly. It helped relieve the strain greatly; he didn't need to much help after that.

They walked away from the Alley, making a hasty walk to the Leaky Cauldron. They entered it, and began walking towards the fireplace no one even thought to stop them. There was no one there paying attention, merely just trying to put the rest of the fire out. Then moving on to another building trying to do their part to help.

Remus had watched them go; hastily giving the pouch to Shacklebolt, he ran after them. He knew where they were going, back to Hogwarts. He knew because like Severus, realized that everyone's attention would be on Diagon Alley, not Hogwarts this day. Grabbing Sirius as he hastily made his way over. Taking care as they entered the burnt shop, not wanting to fall through the foundations.

"How many?" asked Severus grimly as Harry took his time his ankle still paining him. Severus cast another spell to numb the broken bone, and only the broken bone. Nobody could walk properly on a numb foot it would cause them to stumble and possibly injure it more.

"Twenty five dead, forty five wounded that I counted." said Remus sadly, his amber eyes worn.

"Merlin," swore Severus; he had a good idea that most of them were probably children. Thankfully they would be the last thoughtless kills that Death claimed. Voldemort was gone; finally the darkness would recede for the moment. He wasn't stupid enough to think Voldemort would be the only darkness that tried to claim the Wizarding World. For now everything would be safe enough, the children could once again be just that - children. That's if the war hadn't already stolen their childhoods from them.

"Honeydukes!" shouted Harry, and he disappeared, everyone else followed him, leaving one by one.

The shop was ominously silent; there wasn't a soul in sight. They were now able to breathe, since the air was clogged with smoke and the smell of burnt wood and metal. Moving the latch, he began walking down the steps, thankfully able to go at a reasonably fast face. In the darkness they lit their wands as they continued talking.

"All the Death Eaters were captured, the Auror's were taking them into custody as we left." said Sirius as they descended the cellar in Honeydukes. They walked towards Hogwarts until they finally got to the other entrance which led them right to the one eyed witch passage.

Harry fished through his cloak, bringing out the map. He never went anywhere without it, it had kept him safe within Hogwarts. He didn't know that Hogwarts herself had kept him safe too. Opening the map he looked around, absolutely every human was gone from Hogwarts. All expect one, Albus Dumbledore. His dot lay unmoving on the map.

"Let's go," said Harry, taking the lead looking imposing. Even if he was limping. All traces of emotion were gone from his face. As he resolutely, began making his way to Dumbledore.

Severus shared a look with Sirius and Remus before he caught up effortlessly with Harry. Sirius and Remus grinned feeling much better about everything now that it was over. The hard part was over; Harry had defeated Voldemort now all he had to do was take down Dumbledore. Then they could all live their lives in relative peace, perhaps after Harry got his revenge things would die down.

James and Lily didn't blame them, didn't think they had let Harry down. James as usual had teased them. It had been a very surreal experience for sure.

"What happened with the wands?" asked Sirius curiously as they walked down the stairs.

"When I first went to Ollivander's for my wand, I got the Brother wand of Voldemort's. Why do you think I had to get a new one? Dumbledore would have recognized my old one in an instant." said Harry, wincing as a sharp stab of pain hit him. He refused to stop; he was so close to completing his goals. He could handle pain; he'd been living of it for months when the connection had sprung up.

"How did it happen?" asked Sirius confused.

"They are brother wands, brother wands cannot harm each other or their bearers." explained Harry "That's why a phoenix song was heard, I knew it would happen and it was an opportunity to defeat Voldemort so I took it. I didn't realize people were going to come out though." said Harry. Not that he regretted it; he'd actually spoken to his parents.

"So many needless deaths," whispered Remus quietly.

"Yes and that was just Voldemort." said Harry bitterly. "If only they had gotten of their arses, and done something. It would never have come to this."

"True." said Severus.

"I know," said Remus sighing sadly; it didn't stop him feeling awful about the death's he'd seen today. The only thing that consoled him, was the fact he was gone, there was no coming back. There was also the fact that if Harry hadn't fought, the death toll would be even higher.

"What did you do to the mark?" asked Severus. Remembering the spell Harry had cast on him earlier. There was a reason for everything Harry done, and he was curious to know what this meant.

"I put a tracker on it" explained Harry. As they continued to walk through the halls of Hogwarts.

"Why?" asked Severus cautiously.

"All marks are bound together, if it's on one it's on them all. I'm going to make a sort of like um…the marauders map of them all. The Auror's can track them and have them arrested. Once I've made the map I'm going to remove your mark." said Harry in explanation.

"What kind of spell did you use?" asked Remus wide eyed, gazing at Harry's back in shocked awe. Harry was just unbelievable, the cuffs were an awesome magic but to actually connect the marks and give the Auror's access to all Death Eaters was just…amazing and awe-inspiring. Harry didn't think like most Wizards' it was as if he was on a different frequency. It wasn't a bad thing, Remus, Sirius and Severus knew that Harry could bring the world to a whole new age should he wish it.

"It was a live tracking rune," said Harry smirking wryly.

"Similar to the one we put in the map!" said Sirius loudly. Seeing where Harry was coming from. The map knew who it was, even if they were under poly juice potion. Nothing could fool the tracking rune, it was amazing.

"Yeah," nodded Harry.

"Brilliant!" exclaimed Sirius.

"They were smart enough to avoid the potions shop," said Harry, "Did you notice that's the only shop they didn't aim at?"

"Yes, it could have back fired on them and killed everyone, potion ingredients are dangerous things indeed." said Severus, stopping abruptly when Harry did.

Harry just raised an amused eyebrow at him. Turning to Severus he smirked wryly before they stopped. "Well this is it." said Harry outside the hospital wing finally. Taking a deep breath, excitement thrumming through him.

Next chapter - Dumbledore gets his ;) will i just kill him or make him suffer as i did before ;) R&R PLEASE!