AN: Hey guys, sorry about the day in between chapters. I trying to work on the story's plot, as you can tell there are various differences between the actual book and my story. There will continue to be more! Oh and you may see we're getting really close to the end of the book's timeline. My story will continue beyond the book's story and mold in its own. This may lead to a sequel(s). I'm not confirming or denying that there will be one though. I hope you enjoy this chapter and next one(s).

Chapter 11: The Snake and Wand

"Guys, turn around. We have a visitor." Bill informed them.

Harry and Hermione turned around to find an older woman. She looked very weak and brittle due to her age. She didn't speak a word to them but, she did motion for them to follow. The older woman then began walking to her home while the three of them fell in behind her.

Hermione held Harry's hand tight. They followed the woman to her home, she kept silent the whole way even when they were inside. Bill kept a close eye on her as they walked into the small, warm living room.

"Ms. Bagshot?" Hermione questioned to break the awkward silence.

The old woman nodded, She turned to the steps and began to ascend them. Harry quickly followed her on his own. Hermione began to look around the room while Bill slowly followed Harry up the steps cautiously.

Bagshot stopped in a room where she slowly began to own her mouth to speak:

"Harry..Potter."

"Yes, Miss is everything that you told Rita Skeeter True?" He replied trying to find out what they were they for. The place made him uncomfortable as did the woman. It all had a very dark feeling about it and his head had begun to hurt upon entering the home.

"Yes.." She whispered.

Harry looked around the dimly lit room and that it was a bedroom. The pain of his headache quickly grew as he heard a thud next to him. It all then went fuzzy as he fell to the ground.

"HARRY! Confundo!"

Bill cast the spell toward the woman as her form morphed into that of Nagini, Voldemort's snake. Nagini fell back down another set of stairs that lead to an unknown room.

"Hermione get up here now!" Bill yelled as loud as he could.

He heard her footsteps as she ran out from behind him. Bill kept his eyes focused on where the snake had disappeared.

"What's going on?"

"Give me the sword, Nagini's here. She was Bagshot!" He explained hastily. "I'll take care the snake, you grab hold of Harry and make sure you're ready to get us out of here. Someone will come to check out the noise shortly."

Hermione quickly searched through her bag. She struggled in finding the sword but, finally found it after almost cutting her hand with it. She handed the sword to Bill who kept his eyes focused on where Nagini would reappear. Hermione got down next to Harry and held onto him.

The snake slithered up the steps, hisses emitting from its form before it sprung toward the sword wielding wizard. Bill was ready to move as soon as the snake striked toward him. The Weasley summoned all his courage as he ran toward the snake who was flying toward him, the sword flew down and collided with the snake's form and sliced through. Harry shook in Hermione's arm slightly as a vision continued to form.

A room lightened only by the moonlight that came through a barred window, held two men. One was cloaked and standing while the other remained seated in a corner with a smile upon his face.

"I knew you'd be visiting me some day." The man on the floor stated with a laugh.

"Then you know what I'm after, where is it Gellert?" Voldermort's cold voice inquired impatiently.

"I'm sure you've you heard the story before. How, He defeated and got me locked up here? You see..the wand was mine until then. The elder wand lies with him in the earth. It lies there with Albus Dumbledore!" Grindlewald informed Voldemort.

The younger one of the two's eyes widen, he had to get there. He felt as if he needed the wand. It was as if that one object would be the only thing that enabled him to continue to live. Voldemort turned and began to become a smoke like form as he left the room.

After he'd gotten a distance away he stopped mid-air. His upper half reforming as he screamed in anger. He'd sensed the lost of Nagini and it made him only furious. Potter and his friends had destroyed his one most loyal being.

Harry was side-alonged with Hermione and Bill as the Weasley joined the two in their spot on the floor. The bagshot home was left behind, Godric's Hallow along with it. Harry's eyes shot open as soon as they'd reached the cottage.

He turned to his companions as sweat traveled down his face. His eyes traveled between the both before they stopped on Hermione.

"He knows where the wand is..and He sensed Nagini's death..Bill did you do that?" He stated, turning to Bill for an answer to the question.

Bill nodded while, Hermione's face grew grim. Voldemort knew the location of the Elder wand and was ahead of them. He would surely be there before they could. He had forces within the castle, Snape was headmaster. There was no way, they could get to the wand before him safely.

Moments Later

Hogwarts was in the view of him as he descended from the sky slowly. The lake's water reflected the two orbs that floated in the sky. A gentle light gracefully waved over the land. The marble tomb was all that he focused on as his feet met with the earth. His snake-like form walked toward the marble as the sun slowly rose. With his own wand, crushed the tomb's door and threw the debris away. Before him was the body of his deceased adversary, his arms were crossed with his hands laying upon his chest. Within the man's hands it laid, the Elder wand. Voldemort reached out slowly and took the wand, a surge of relief surfaced over him. He could not be defeated not with this. With this wand, he would remain undefeated. He could almost feel the power surge from the wand, it was an unbelievable feeling. Though, it didn't come as much as he'd thought but it didn't matter. He was the world's most powerful wizard. Voldemort raised the wand and examined it, it's tip emitted a shower of sparks as if joyed to be serving a new master. He returned his gaze to the pale and sunken face of the old man he'd despised and smile.

"I have the wand now, Dumbledore. I shall defeated Harry Potter and will be the new ruler of this world. Your beloved "boy-who-lived" will be no more, you old fool." His cold voice spoke to the lifeless form, a laugh coming upon the statement's end.