I am skipping the scene with Dumbledore it happens I just don't fell like writing it, so please dont hate me and i am going to try to have this story done by the end of the week

He was lying face down on the ground. He had expected to hear cheers of triumph and jubilation at his death, but instead hurried footsteps, whispers, and solicitous murmurs filled the air.

"My Lord…My Lord," Bellatrix said as thou she was speaking to a lover. Harry was too nervous to open his eyes so he allowed his other senses explore his predicament. He knew that his wand was still stowed beneath his robes because he could feel it pressed between his chest and the ground. A slight cushioning effect in the area of his stomach told him that the Invisibility Cloak was also there, stuffed out of sight.

"My Lord…"

"That will do," Voldemort voice rang-out. He could here as people backed away from him. Desperate to see what was happening and why, Harry opened his eyes by a millimeter.

Voldemort seemed to be getting to his feet. Various Death Eaters were hurrying away from him, returning to the crowd lining the clearing. Bellatrix alone remained behind, kneeling beside Voldemort. Harry closed his eyes so that no one would notice that he was still alive. He wondered what had happened when Voldemort tried to kill him.

"My Lord, let me…"

"I do not require assistance," Voldemort said coldly, and though he could not see it, Harry could picture Bellatrix withdrawing a helpful hand. "The boy…is he dead?"

There was complete silence in the clearing. Nobody approached Harry, but he felt their concentrated gaze; it seemed to press him harder to the ground, and he was terrified a finger or an eyelid might twitch.

"You," Voldemort said, and there was a bang and a smell shriek of pain. "Examine him. Tell me whether he is dead."

Harry did not know who had been sent to verify. He could only lie there with his heart thumping traitorously, and wait to be examined, but at the same time noting, small comfort though it was, that Voldemort was wary of approaching him, that Voldemort suspected that all had not gone to plan…

Hands softer than he had expected, touched his face, pulling back his eyelids. A hand crept beneath his shirt, down to his chest, and felt his heart. He could hear the woman's fast breathing; her long hair tickled his face. He knew that she could feel the steady pounding of life against his ribs.

"Is Draco alive? Is he in the castle?"

The whisper was barely audible; her lips were inches from his ear, her head bent low that her long hair shielded his face from the on lookers.

"Yes," he breathed back.

"He is dead!" Narcissa Malfoy called to the watchers. Harry could hear the cheers as they shout spells at his body.

"Now," Voldemort said, we go to the castle, and show them what has become of their hero. Who shall drag the body? No…Wait…"

There was a fresh outbreak of laughter, and after a few moments Harry felt the ground trembling beneath him.

"You carry him," Voldemort said. "We will be nice and visible in your arms, will he not? Pick up your little friend, Hagrid. And the glasses…put on the glasses…he must be recognizable…"

"Wait…" a voice called out Sirius's voice. "Allow me to do it."

"Voldemort-Sama allow him to do this…after all he did kill one of his best friends for you," a cool voice said a voice he had heard once before.

"Very well," Voldemort said there seemed to be a hint of fear in his voice. He someone gentle place the glasses on his face. Then enormous hands that lifted into the air were exceedingly gentle. Harry could feel Hagrid's arms trembling with the force of his heaving sibs. Great tears splashed down upon him as Hagrid cradled Harry in his arms.

"I am sorry I couldn't do more for you Harry," he heard Sirius say beside him.

"Move," Voldemort ordered, and Hagrid stumbled forward, forcing his way through the close growing trees. Harry was worried the whole time that someone might check to see if he was really dead. He heard Hagrid yelling at a few centaurs as they made their way through the forest but only to hear Sirius calm him down.

"Stop," Voldemort commanded, and Hagrid came to a sudden halt.

"Harry Potter is dead. He was killed as he ran away, trying to save himself while you lay down your lives for him. We bring you his body as proof that your hero is gone. The Battle is won. You have lost half your fighters. My Death Easters outnumber you, and the Boy Who Lived is finished. There must be no more war. Anyone who continues to resist, man, woman or child, will be slaughtered, as will every member of their family. Come out of the castle now, kneel before me, and you shall be spared. Your parents and children, your brothers and sisters will live and be forgiven, and you will join me in the new world we shall build together."

There was silence in the grounds and from the castle. Voldemort was so close to him that Harry did not dare open his eyes.

"Harry," sobbed Hagrid. "Oh, Harry…Harry…"

"NO!" the scream was the more terrible because he had never expected of dreamed that Professor McGonagall could make such a sound. He heard another woman laughing nearby and knew that Bellatrix gloried in McGonagall's despair. He squinted again for a single second and saw the doorway filling with people, as the survivors of the battle came out onto the front steps to face their vanquishers and see the truth of Harry's death for themselves. He saw Voldemort standing a little in front of him, stroking Nagini's head with a single white finger. He closed his eyes again.

"NO!"

"NO!"

"Harry! HARRY!"

Ron's, Hermione's and Ginny's voice were worse than McGonagall's.

"I think that is enough," a soft voice said then standing between Voldemort and the Hogwarts were five people. Muttering of how young four of the five were. Naruko brushed the hair out of her face a small smile crossed her face, "hello Tom, I told you the next time that we met would be the last time…and I really hate going back on my word."

Her eyes changed and Voldemort took a step back and in a blink of an eye Kakashi was holding Harry. Mean while behind Naruko a large demonic head appeared.

"Naruko what are you doing?" Kakashi asked frowning behind his mask, "Naruko don't do it…STOP!"

Harry opened his eyes unable to control himself, "what is she doing?" he asked Kakashi who set him down on his feet. Voldemort looked absolutely horrified.

"She is using Gedo," Kakashi said frowning.

"What is Gedo," Sakura asked.

"It is the power to revive the dead," Kakashi answered.

"But I wasn't dead," Harry pointed out.

"We know but the people in the castle were," Harry turned quickly to see Lupin, Tonks, Fred and all the others that had died that night walk out onto the grounds.

Then he turned to Naruko who was panting heavily, "not very smart to use so much power just to do that little trick when you still have to face me… Lord Voldemort the greatest wizard ever to live!"

"You are the least of my worries, because once I do this, you will be nothing," she said smirking.

"And what is that is 'this'?" but his question was answered before he even finished Nagini was consumed by black flames falling from his shoulders writhing in pain until there was nothing left of the snake. She whipped the blood that was running down her face.

"Naruko stop using so much Chakra we still need to fight Sasuke and Kabuto," Kakashi said angrily.

"Sorry Kakashi but I still have a few tricks up my sleeve. Harry we will leave Tom to you and we will deal with his followers but we need to make this quick."

Harry nodded and the Jutsu holding Voldemort back released.

"I don't want anyone else to try to help," Harry said loudly, and the in the total silence his voice carried like a trumpet call, "It's got to be like this. It's got to be me."

"Potter doesn't mean that," Voldemort said his red eyes wide. "That isn't how he works, is it? Who are you going to use as a shield today…perhaps your blond friend?"

"Nobody," Harry said simply. "There are no more Horcruxes. It's just you and me. Neither can live while the other survives, and one of us is about to leave for good…"

"One of us?" Voldemort jeered and his while body was taut and his red eyes stared, a snake that about to strike. "You think it will be you, do you, the boy who has survived by accident, and because Dumbledore was pulling the strings?"

"Accident, was it, when my mother died to save me?" Harry asked. "Accident, when I decided to fight in the graveyard? Accident, that I didn't defend myself tonight, and still survived, and returned to fight again?"

"Accidents!" Voldemort screamed still not striking. "Accident and chance and the fact that you crouched and sniveled behind the skirts of greater men and women, and permitted me to kill them for you!"

"It looks to me that everyone that you killed tonight is alive," then Harry glanced around but saw no sign of Snape.

"Who are you looking for someone to hide behind?" Voldemort asked a smirk crossing his snake like face.

"No…where is Snape?" he asked but he was looking at Naruko.

"I killed him," Voldemort declared.

"He didn't want to return," Naruko answered.

"And why would you bring back my servant?" Voldemort asked frowning.

"He wasn't your servant," Naruko answered, "he is the one who hired me to protect Harry. Why do you think that you Harry has just been out of your reach?"

"You should have seen it Tom, you lost them moment you went after my mother and Snape was going to do everything in his powers to see that you paid for it," Harry said.

"But he didn't have the power to do anything about it now he will join her in the afterlife!"

"But he did, he made sure that when I did met you it would be your end," Harry said, "Everything you thought you knew has been an illusion setup by Dumbledore and Snape.

"I grow tired of you!" Voldemort short as they both shouted one last spell a wand flew up in the air Voldemort fell back he was dead.

"Maybe I should have told him he was trying to kill me with my wand," Harry said picking the wand up. The Hogwarts defenders cheered loudly but it was short lived when they all saw black flames consuming the Death Eaters. Hagrid managed to get away from the crowd along with a few others. Harry turned to look at Naruko but it wasn't her.

"Wizards are so useless," Kabuto said coolly.