"What do you all plan on doing for the upcoming end-of-semester break in a few days?" Aki asked, as he looked around the flat for any of his stray belongings.

"I'm going home. Want to spend some time with my family there. What about the rest of you?" Lucas asked.

"I'm staying behind in Magix. My family's coming over here so I'll be spending the break with them in some house they've rented for the holiday…" Darian said.

"As for me, I'll go travelling around my home planet with some friends. There are several regions there that I've only ever seen in pictures…" Aki picked up a T-Shirt off the floor and tossed it into his suitcase. "What about you, Harry?"

"I'm not sure. Even with all my issues there, I kind of do miss home still. Or maybe it's not home, but the friends that are there that I miss…" Harry sighed.

"Is there a way for you to visit those friends without this meddling Ministry or this Dumbledore dude not interfering?" Lucas asked.

"Maybe if I use a disguise or something. But it's also a very dangerous time not only for me, but for everyone else. My exit was rather public and if it's known that I was back and with any of them…" Harry trailed off.

"That could be a problem. Maybe we could help you with a steadier disguise to be seen in public with. You've went back to Earth once before in a disguise but the way you describe it, the magic holding it together wasn't very stable yet. Not blaming you since you were new to that kind of magic then…" Lucas mused.

"I am considerably better at Potions now…" Harry thought aloud.

"Shapeshifiting Potion? It gives you the ability to change your appearance for twenty four hours after a single dose…" Darian suggested.

" I suppose that could be the answer… Thanks for the suggestion. I also need to be prepared just in case anything happens, so let me go thoroughly prepare for my visit..." Harry dashed back into his room.

"So… You're going back home for the Christmas holiday?" Roxy asked as she and Harry walked through Magix Central Park with Hedwig and Artu accompanying them.

"It's a risky move, but yes. I really do miss my friends there and I have gifts to give to them that I dare not try to send so I'll have to give them in person…" Harry said.

"Like what?"

"Ways that we can communicate without being traced, things that they can use to help protect themselves and get to safety if it ever comes down to that…" Harry fiddled his fingers.

"Oh. Oh…" Roxy blinked. "In that case, I have something that might help. I was working on a project with Athena to create this…" She waved her hands and a simple silver bracelet appeared in her hand.

"What is it?" Harry raised an eyebrow. "It looks like just an ordinary bracelet to me…"

"But it isn't just an ordinary bracelet. It's an energy shield bracelet that would work on anyone with or without magic. It allows non-magicals to shield themselves and strengthens the shields of any magical beings. I don't think it would work on the Unforgiveable Curses you told me about though…" Roxy frowned.

"But it would be damn useful against anything else. Can you make two more? I'm a pretty decent shield maker now but my two best friends at home… I don't know how they're faring in that regard now…" Harry asked.

"I can try. When do you leave for Earth?" Roxy asked.

"Two days…" Harry said.

"Only two? Damn!" Roxy whistled. "But I think I can do it if I spend most of my free time…"

"No, no, no. You don't have to-" Harry was cut off when Roxy put a finger to his lips.

"I want to, Harry. In such a short time, we've become pretty good friends and from what I hear, your home country is in serious trouble. I want to do what I can to help you and your friends…"

"Wow… I think you really should meet Ron and Hermione one day. You're doing this for them and you haven't even met…" Harry said in admiration of her.

"From what you say, I'd be glad to meet them. I'll need to leave now to get to work on them though. I'll call you later, Harry!" Roxy kissed him on the cheek and walked off with Artu, waving back at Harry.

Harry felt himself reddening as he put a hand to the cheek Roxy kissed him on and Hedwig spoke.

"Even I can see it Harry and I'm not even human. You're really going to ask her out on what you humans call a "date" soon…"

Harry reddened even more.

"Our first Christmas without Harry. It just doesn't seem the same without him, you know..." Ron said as he and Hermione ate their last breakfast before leaving Hogwarts for the Christmas holidays.

"It wouldn't have come to that if people had just listened to him and not given him such a rough time- last year especially. I don't blame him for losing it..." Hermione finished off her porridge.

"I'll say... So do you have any plans in particular for the holiday?" Ron asked.

"I'll be spending time with my parents this year. It's high time that I spent more quality time with them, given what's going on in our world and all. You never know when something might happen..." Hermione said sadly.

"Come on, Hermione. Don't look at it like that..." Ron tried to reassure her, though deep down inside, he knew he felt the same way.

"How can we not? Not only am I Muggle-Born, I'm also one of Harry Potter's best friends and I was a part of the Ministry Six! That puts a bigger target on my back than normal!" Hermione exclaimed.

"I guess you're right. I'm the same thing except I'm a Blood Traitor and not Muggle-Born but to the Death Eaters, it might just as well be the same thing. I must admit I do worry sometimes too. But don't worry. Whatever might come our way, we'll pull through it together. I promise you that." Ron held her hands between his.

"You can actually be such a sweetheart sometimes. Who knew?" Hermione chuckled.

"Don't let the guys hear you say that. They'd take the Mickey out of me..." Ron smiled back slightly.

"Merry Christmas you two. Just thought we'd stop by and give you your gifts before we all get caught up in the madness of the Hogwarts Express..." Neville and Luna walked over to them, shaking them out of their thoughts.

"Merry Christmas you two." Hermione smiled at the pair, who had decided to start dating only a few weeks previously.

"Here's my stuff..." Neville handed a box of assorted Wizarding candies to Ron and a Colour Changing Scarf (Change it to any colour or pattern with just a thought!) to Hermione. "I never bothered with wrapping it. Hope it's not a problem..."

"Not at all! I love this scarf, Neville! Where'd you get it?" Hermione asked, wrapping it over her own Gryffindor scarf and watching it change to lilac.

"Gladrags Wizardwear in Hogsmeade last Hogsmeade weekend. Glad you like it..." Neville smiled.

"And mine..." Luna handed Ron a book on Quidditch teams from around the world and Hermione a book on handy charms.

"I thought you'd appreciate a more practical gift Hermione. We can agree to disagree about the Snorkaks but this book would be useful for any of us, wouldn't it?" Luna smiled.

"It would indeed. Thank you Luna. Our gifts for you both are back in our trunks though so we'll have to send them to you by Owl Post..." Hermione gave them both a hug.

"No problem. Enjoy your holidays!" They waved as they walked to join the crowds of students going to fetch their things for the train ride home.

A brown-haired young man with grey eyes behind a pair of oval glasses walked along the streets of Diagon Alley, taking in the sights around him. He hadn't been to the Alley in several months and as he walked withed, her remembered the happy memories he had there, even though the shop windows were lined with posters of various wanted witches and wizards instead of colourful advertisements.

He sighed at the changes. The last time he had been here, he had noticed the changes, but even then they weren't as drastic as this...

Heading back to The Leaky Cauldron, he waited for his friends to arrive.

Barely a few minutes later, Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger had entered the room, with their families in tow.

"Go on ahead with the Weasleys, mum and dad. We'll catch up with you later..." Hermione urged them on.

Both Mrs Weasley and Mrs Granger glanced at the pair suspiciously before turning rather reluctantly to go.

"Must think they're dating or something..." He chuckled to himself.

Once the two families were gone, Ron and Hermione turned their attention back to the room and glanced in his direction.

Glancing at one another, they nodded and made their way over.

"Well then, how are things, Harry?" Hermione asked in an undertone.

"Great, Hermione. You know that business with the Time Turner in our third year still boggles me. And Ron, remember the Acromantulas? Remember what that big one said? Aragog, I think his name was?" The young man asked.

"I wish I didn't..." Ron shuddered at the memory.

"So, now that we've confirmed that it is in fact me..." Harry raised his wand under the table and cast a few privacy charms.

"How was your school year?" He beamed at his two best friends.

"Almost the same as usual except that you're not there, which, when you look at it, doesn't make it the same at all..." Hermione said.

"Though Snape is still as grouchy as ever and we've got a new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher as usual. Professor Jones is okay though..." Ron said.

"Professor Jones as in Hestia Jones? The witch that was in the Order?" Harry raised a brown eyebrow.

"The one and the same. She's actually a pretty decent teacher and certainly is a far cry better than Umbitch..." Hermione said.

"Yep. We actually get to practice what we learn and she doesn't make us write lines with a Blood Quill in detentions- not that I actually got one with her..." Ron commented.

"Well that's good at least..." Harry smiled.

"What about you? Where have you been?" Hermione asked.

"I'm sorry you guys. I can't tell you. The less people from around here know where I am now, the better. I don't want Dumbledore to try and pull me back into his grasp again. I'm happy where I am now, I'm learning how to really fight and when the time comes, Voldemort won't stand a chance." Harry said determinedly.

"But where on Earth would you go that would take you and train you like that and not boast about having the Boy-Who-Lived under their tutelage?" Hermione asked, somewhat annoyed.

"Whoever said anything about it being on Earth?" Harry thought to himself, smirking, which only served to annoy Hermione even further. "Never mind that, Hermione. Look, I have gifts for both of you." He pulled out two small boxes wrapped in red gift paper.

"You came all the way back here from wherever it was you were hiding to give us gifts?" Ron raised an eyebrow.

"Not just any gifts, Ron. Open them and see what they are..." Harry said.

They ripped the paper off and opened the boxes.

"A bracelet?" Hermione twirled it around on her finger.

"What am I going to do with a bracelet, Harry?" Ron asked, still staring at his in the box.

"Put them on and you'll see. They aren't any ordinary bracelets..." Harry smiled.

Ron and Hermione looked at one another, shrugged and slipped their bracelets on.

Immediately they felt the effect of the bracelet connecting with their magic and looked at one another- and then Harry- in awe.

"What are these and what do they do? No ordinary piece of jewellery would have that kind of effect..." Hermione asked.

"They're Shield Bracelets. They will strengthen any shields you make by considerable amounts. They won't shield you from the Unforgiveables, but they'd be damn useful otherwise. They're also especially charmed so that they'll work only for you. They're the most important gift so I decided to give you those first..."

"Wow. Thank you so much Harry! These really will come in useful, though I really do hope I won't have to test them any time soon..." Hermione ran her finger over the bracelet that she had slipped onto her right wrist.

"I hope so too, but with us, you never know..." Harry chuckled wryly.

"Where did you get them?" Ron asked.

"I asked a friend to make them for me and she did. I hope you'll be able to meet her someday..." Harry smiled.

Hermione raised an eyebrow. "Oh? Is our dear friend Harry getting some real romance that he deserves?"

Ron snickered.

"She's not my girlfriend Hermione and I'm not here to talk about her. I have other gifts for you..." Harry reddened as Ron and Hermione snickered at the expression on his face.

"Anyway... These are communication mirrors. I got the idea from Sirius. These will also only work for you. They're both linked to each other and to mine so we could always have a three-way conversation if we wanted to or if you just wanted to talk to me individually or to each other..."

Ron and Hermione had barely taken the mirrors from him when they heard a big explosion sound outside and the sounds of screaming and terror filled the air.

Several witches and wizards came running through The Leaky Cauldron screaming.

"Death Eaters! Death Eaters are attacking Diagon Alley!" One wizard screamed as he hustled to get his family to safety.

"They would interrupt our reunion..." Harry sighed, standing up.

"I guess it's time to put those Shield Bracelets to use..." He said, heading to the door.

Ron and Hermione stared at one another in amazement, before bustling after him.

Diagon Alley was a mess of confusion.

People were running around screaming and panicking, trying to get away from the pain and chaos that the Death Eaters were causing without a conscience.

"Incendio!" One Death Eater set Madam Malkin's on fire, grinning as he did.

However, he was promptly hit in the neck with a severing charm by Percy Weasley, breathing heavily.

All Percy had come to Diagon Alley to do was purchase some new dress robes for a Ministry event from Madam Malkin.

All of a sudden, the sounds of chaos had erupted around the shop and before he knew it, the shop was filled with Death Eaters, cowards hiding behind those black robes and silver masks.

He had managed to fight his way out, but unfortunately, the same couldn't be said for Madam Malkin who he'd watch take a Bludgeoning Hex to the head.

He had seen his family in the alley earlier, but they hadn't seen him. He could only hope they were faring okay even if they didn't get out before the attack started. They were all good fighters. Surely they'd survive...

He sensed movement behind him and lashed out with an Avada Kedavra curse aimed at the Death Eater who was about to do the same to him.

He ran through the street, trying to find anyone who needed help. Despite the popular belief in his family, he wasn't a complete asshole after all...

When he turned a corner, something he saw made his blood run cold.

Ron and Ginny were doing their best to fight off half a dozen Death Eaters who were cornering them, but they were losing.

There was a dark red shield around them but he knew that even the strongest of shields wouldn't hold out against the Unforgiveables so he rushed forward.

Waving his wand in the air as if her were forming a lasso, rings of fire descended around the six Death Eaters and pulled them away from his youngest siblings.

Flicking his wand, the Death Eaters screamed in pain as they instantly went up in flames, nothing being left of them but ashes when the flames died down a few seconds later.

"Woah. That was some bloody impressive magic, Percy!" Ron breathed.

"Thanks, Ron. Typical day in your life being friends with Harry Potter isn't it? Anyway, we can chat and catch up later after we all get out of this mess!" Percy exclaimed.

Ginny narrowed her eyes at him, still not forgetting what Percy had put the family through the year before but put that aside for the more important task at hand: surviving this attack.

"Mum! Dad! NO!" Hermione screamed out as she saw her parents fall one after the other to killing curses.

She knew there was the potential for this to happen the whole time but to actually see it happen...

She'd been separated from them and by the time she'd spotted them in the distance it was already too late to do anything for them...

She shoved aside the tears and found herself filled with pure rage as she charged towards her parents' murderers.

"BOMBARDA MAXIMA!" She cried, sending rapid fire blasting curses towards the Death Eaters.

One of them sent a severing charm towards her, but the Shield Bracelet did its job and surrounded Hermione with a bright red shield that deflected the Death Eater's curses and hexes, but allowed hers to pass through and make impact with their intended targets.

"AVADA KEDAVRA!"

One Death Eater Apparated behind her and cast the killing curse at her before she could react, but the curse was blocked by a giant block of stone which was blasted into pieces the moment the curse made impact with it.

"You're going to regret that..." Harry (still in disguise) said dangerously.

"Oh yeah. Like a little kid is going to stop me." The Death Eater chortled.

Harry's wand moved in rapid slashing motions, each slash forming a black, thin strip of light around each body part the spell made impact with.

The Death Eater only had one moment to display a look of surprise before he literally fell to pieces.

"I'm not just any little kid, Death Muncher." Harry growled.

"Death Muncher? Really Harry?" Despite everything, this was the only thing Hermione could find to say.

"He was going to kill you. I merely responded in kind, albeit in a more... creative way... What happened to the others?" Harry asked urgently.

"We got separated. Mum... dad... dead... Death Eaters killed them... I don't know about the others!" Hermione burst out wailing.

"Okay Hermione. We won't let the Death Eaters get away with this. I promise. Let's go kick some Death Eater bum and then you can let all the tears you want fall, okay?" Harry jabbed his wand forward and a stream of dark blue energy cut straight through a Death Eater's chest like a laser.

Hermione nodded tearfully and resumed the fight.

Vernon and Petunia Dursley were setting up to have the best Christmas of their lives for a very long time.

That... boy was finally out of their household and looked like he'd never come back.

Petunia was happily cleaning the living room when Vernon came in from work, with a big smile on his face.

"Guess what, Pet?" He asked cheerfully.

"What dear?" Petunia actually paused her cleaning to listen.

"They gave me a big Christmas bonus today so it looks like we'll be able to take that luxury vacation in Italy in the new year!" He exclaimed.

"That's fantastic dear!" Petunia beamed.

"Mum, Dad, I'm hungry. Can we go out for something to eat?" Dudley lumbered down the stairs.

"Of course we can, son! We've got lots of things to celebrate now!" Vernon grinned.

He was just about to head into the kitchen for a snack when the front door was blasted completely off its hinges and people strode in wearing strange silver masks and clad in black robes. Black... freak robes...

"WHAT ARE YOU FREAKS DOING IN MY HOUSE? GET OUT BEFORE I CALL THE POLICE!" He roared, already starting to turn the weird, blotchy sort of purple that he did whenever someone even hinted at magic.

"Your stupid police will be of no good to you, you stupid Muggle. CRUCIO!" a male voice came from behind one mask as he raised his wand.

Vernon fell to the floor screaming and thrashing about in pain as Petunia and Dudley shrieked in horror.

They tried to escape, but they too were also hit with torture curses.

All three Dursleys were now in various parts of the house now experiencing the worst amount of pain they would ever experience in their lives.

They all starting convulsing, their eyeballs rolled inside their heads, foam leaked out the sides of their mouths...

The Death Eaters all shrieked and cackled with delight as they wreaked as much damage as possible in the home, casting hexes and curses at various household objects.

When they left, they didn't even spare the Durselys a Killing Curse, but with several wands raised high into the air set the house alight with several Incendios, leaving the "filthy Muggles" to burn alive, unable to escape.

Neville and Luna were back-to-back in his family's Manor fighting the Death Eaters that had decided to descend on them as they were having their lunch.

"And it was such a nice lunch too..." Neville said as one Death Eater upended the dining room table and threw it at them with a spell, which the pair managed to block with a pair of Shield Charms.

Luna glanced across into another room and saw Neville's grandmother battling Bellatrix Lestrange.

"Neville, your grandmum!" She exclaimed, nodding in their direction.

"But... you?" Neville said, unsure.

"Go! She's your family! You'd never forgive yourself if you didn't do your best for her! GO!" Luna shouted.

Neville leaned in for a quick kiss and bolted off to fight alongside his grandmother.

"Oh look! It's the itty, bitty, Longbottom baby come to play!" Bellatrix cackled when she saw him.

"I'm not here to play, Bellatrix. I'm here to get you the hell out of my family's home!" Soon enough, Neville dominated the three way duel between him, his grandmother and Voldemort's Chief Psycho Bitch.

"CRUCIO!" She screamed, but Neville sidestepped the curse and it slammed into a coat of arms hanging above a fireplace, shattering it into pieces.

"Well, well, well. It looks like the little, bitty baby can play the big wizard's game after all!" Bellatrix said in mild surprise.

Neville focused on nothing except cutting down the evil bitch in front of him that sent his parents into insanity all these years ago and attacked his home while he, his grandmother, his girlfriend and her father were all just trying to have a good time.

Always ruining people's lives in the worst ways possible... Well he was going to stop that or die trying!

"What's going to happen after I eliminate the last of the Longbottom line, huh? Perhaps I'll end you after I take care of your precious little girlfriend. What was her name? Oh yes. Loony Lovegood..." Bellatrix cackled.

"You're hardly in any position to be calling anyone Loony! And you WILL NOT TOUCH MY GIRLFRIEND!" Neville's blind rage overcame him and he started letting loose every potentially lethal curse and hex he could.

Bellatrix was surprised at this sudden change in his demeanour, but adjusted quickly.

"Bellatrix, we need to back off! The Aurors are on their way and they managed to take down about half of us already!" A male Death Eater called out.

"WHAT?" Bellatrix shrieked.

They heard the pops of wizards and witches Apparating onto the grounds of Longbottom Manor and Bellatrix's eyes widened.

"RETREAT!" She shrieked, managing to Apparate out, along with a few others before the Anti-Apparation charms went up.

With a squad of Aurors now on the premises, the tide of the battle quickly turned in favour of the Longbottoms.

Not long afterwards, all the Death Eaters still on the grounds had been captured, injured or killed.

Neville ran through the grounds looking for his grandmother, Luna and Luna's father, his heart pounding in his chest.

"Grandmum? Luna? Mr Lovegood? Where are you? Answer me if you can hear me!" He shouted.

"Neville! NEVILLE! In here!" He heard Luna's voice call out.

He dashed into the room and stopped short when he saw Luna and his grandmother trying frantically to stop the bleeding from Mr Lovegood's stomach.

"They got him with a Blasting Hex through one of his shields!" Luna cried. "I can't lose him now. I can't! He's the only family I have left in this world!"

"Step aside, Miss Lovegood. We'll need to get him to St Mungo's if we want him to survive." Tonks, who was one of the Aurors sent to the scene entered the room with a few Healers from St Mungo's who quickly prepared Mr Lovegood for transport to the hospital.

"What the hell happened today?" Neville wondered aloud.

"A lot. A lot has happened today, Mr Longbottom. You weren't the only ones attacked. Harry's Muggle family was attacked and Diagon Alley was attacked as well when Ron, Hermione and Ginny were all present. We don't know what's going on there. All we can tell now is that Voldemort decided to send a message that he's still very much around and very much lethal..." Tonks looked grim.

Neville paled even more than he already was.

"An attack on Diagon Alley? And you don't know what's happening over there?" Mrs Longbottom asked.

"No. It's lots of chaos and St Mungo's is starting to become filled with casualties. As soon as we're done here, I'm going back to the Ministry to see what else I can do today. Trust me, I want to see Bellatrix cut down very much too. I can't believe the bitch is actually my aunt..." Tonks growled.

"Your aunt? Bellatrix is your aunt?" Neville asked in shock.

"Yes she is, but I'm nothing like her. Trust me on that one. Now let's get back to dealing with what just happened, shall we?" Tonks was back in full Auror mode.

By now, Diagon Alley was in complete disarray as Death Eaters wreaked whatever mayhem and destruction they pleased.

Dumbledore and several Order of the Phoenix members had arrived on the scene as well as several Aurors and the tide of the battle was turning to their favour until...

"Dumbledore! You-Know-Who was seen near what's left of Flourish and Blotts with even more Death Eaters in tow!" Lupin ran over to him, blasting away a Death Eater who had tried to get into his way.

"Really? I wouldn't have expected him to show up here. I suppose I'd better go see what he wants, shall I?" Dumbledore waved his wand and three nearby Death Eaters were hoisted into the air and slammed back down into the ground, not even moving just a little after the impact.

However, Dumbledore didn't have far to go before he encountered Lord Voldemort himself.

"Ah, Albus Dumbledore. How delightful to see you..." Voldemort's sneer looked even creepier with a lack of certain facial features.

"I'm sorry I can't say the same for you, Tom..." Dumbledore said coolly.

"I'm going to kill you where you stand, you ignorant old man!" Voldemort hissed.

"We shall see about that, won't we Tom?" Dumbledore seemed completely unbothered.

Everyone around them, Death Eaters, Aurors and the general public alike seemed to stop to watch the fight (most of them seeking a moderately safe spot from which to do so of course...).

There was no doubt that anyone present would never witness such a fight ever again.

Objects went flying, were transfigured and blasted to pieces. Spells were cast that the majority never even knew existed, far less how to perform them.

The fight seemed to go on forever, until Voldemort got in a curse that knocked Dumbledore to the ground, but did not kill him.

Voldemort stood gloating as many in the Alley gasped in horror or cried.

At that moment, just when the Avada Kedavra curse was about to leave Voldemort's lips, a Stinging Hex struck Voldemort right in the bum, causing him to yelp in pain.

Though it could be considered an amusing sight looking at the self-styled Dark Lord with his hands clamped over his bum, no one on either side dared to laugh.

Except the one who cast the Stinging Hex in the first place, of course.

"What's the matter, Voldemort, can't handle a little stinging?" Harry, who was still in disguise, chortled.

"You dare?" Voldemort hissed.

"Yes, I do dare as a matter of fact. I dislike Dumbledore's meddling immensely, but I don't think he deserved to die by your evil, cowardly hands..." Harry replied.

"Who is this weakling who dares challenge Lord Voldemort?" Voldemort raised his wand, ready to strike.

"Oh I do believe you know me, Voldy. It's just that I look a little different than what you're used to..."

Harry raised his hand above his head and bit by bit, his disguise faded away until Voldemort was looking at the Boy-Who-Lived himself.

"...and I'm not as weak as I used to be. Plus I'm not even done with my training yet..." Harry twirled his wand.

The various hidden occupants of Diagon Alley remained completely silent, too stunned to even utter a single sound.

"You..." Voldemort hissed.

"Me. Seriously though, what is it with you and hissing? I know you're a Slytherin and a Parselmouth but that's taking it a bit too far..." Harry was currently putting on his best brave face, but on the inside, he was still quite terrified.

Despite the impressive displays of magic he had put on earlier, he was still not a fully trained wizard in any world, only stepping in to defend his friends.

Yet, here he stood, wand-to-wand with the same Dark Wizard that had wreaked so much havoc, killed so many people including his parents (and facilitated the death of Hermione's) and generally making his life even more of a living hell than any normal person's.

"So, Harry Potter has decided to return to Britain from wherever he was hiding after his little temper tantrum with Dumbledore so many months ago. Entertaining though it was, seeing the Golden Boy stand up to that bumbling old fool, you must still die..." Voldemort said.

"I wouldn't expect it to be any other way, Voldy..." Harry said, thinking about Ron and Hermione, his first ever friends, Ginny, Neville and Luna, who had eventually proven themselves to be good friends as well and even Roxy, who he had known for less time than all of them, but had proven herself to be a good friend even in that short time.

He wasn't going to die here today.

Voldemort cast his first Crucio and Harry sidestepped it, flinging back another spell which Voldemort blocked.

"You will have to do much better than that, child..." Voldemort sneered.

Harry shrugged. "Okay then!"

He sent rapid fire spell after spell at the evil wizard in front of him, including a few that Saladin himself had taught him.

Voldemort cast another Crucio at him, but Harry's Shield Bracelet activated, surrounding him with a dark red shield that managed to deflect the curse.

Harry and Voldemort barely had time to register their astonishment at this fact before the fight grew even more ferocious.

"Why won't you just die, boy?" Voldemort hissed.

"I want to rid the world of your horrid hissing voice." Harry retorted.

He however, was starting to feel tired and knew he had to end the fight soon otherwise the darkness threatening to consume him would be permanent.

"Even the simplest spell can turn into the most lethal, when you twist its purpose even slightly, Harry. Remember that." He remembered Saladin telling him.

Well, there was that portal spell... But he'd only managed to use that for himself, not other people...

But who else to try such a risky manoeuvre on than Voldemort?

Harry breathed heavily as he raised his wand and moved it in a circular motion.

A bright gold portal formed behind Voldemort and Harry swiped his wand, sending forward a wave of energy which forced Voldemort and a few nearby Death Eaters into it before it closed off.

The remaining Death Eaters panicked at seeing their leader disappear in a completely unfamiliar spell and Disapparated.

Harry sunk to his knees.

"Harry, Harry..." he heard Lupin's voice in his ears as the sounds of chaos broke out again, this time with the innocent Alley patrons trying to leave or find the loved ones they had been separated from.

"Harry, m'boy..." Dumbledore's voice was the last thing he heard before he flopped to the ground, the darkness finally consuming him.