Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter
AN: I'll be fairly content when this is finished and we're getting very close. Just a few more ... which I'm off to write. XD
Harry waded through the fighting, sending hexes or casting shields as he moved. He felt nothing as he watched Order and student alike fall. Harry only continued to move more forcefully, with a single-minded focus and determination in his heart. He only had one thing on his mind at that moment and that was getting to Voldemort.
He was so tired of this war, of this world ... of this life. He would do his duty and then, only then, would he finally be able to rest.
Fin