Harry was almost close to fainting. There was so much pressure on him and he couldn't take it. He was bleeding terribly but got up anyway. H had to do it. He was the only one who could stop HIM. He looked up and saw what had nearly made him faint. His great old friend Albus Dumbledore lay motionless on the ground and ahead of him was the killer. At the sight of Voldemort he was filled with hate and rage. he turned quickly as he rememembered Ron and Hermione were behind him. "Get out of here!" Harry yelled. "But..." Hermione started. "No get out!Now!" shouted Harry as he rounded back on Voldemort who had been injured himself. Ron helped hermione and the Apparated and left. "So it's just you and me you Killer! Because of you Serious and Lupin are dead! And tonight you killed...Nevile" he pained him in his heart to say this but he continued"...Luna, Ginny, and Dubledore you treachorus beast!" Harry continued to shout. "Voldemorts wand was laying a good twenty five feet away and couldnt move because of his injuries but he could still speak. "Go ahead Potter! Kill me now! You will die here anyway and you will die like your precious friends, your parents, and your dear godfather Serius. Just to bad I couldn't kill Weasly and Granger..."said Voldemort cooly. "Bastard! Avada Kadavra" shouted Harry at the top of his lungs. A shot of green light whizzed at voldemort and hit their target. Voldemort was dead for good.
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Harry woke up in the Hospital wing and was VERY surprised to be there. There he saw the Weasly's and Ron Hermione and GINNY. Harry shot up in his bed "Ginny...your alive...but i thought the spell...". "Nevile saved me. he stepped in front of me and tried to stop the spell but it hit him hard and he died. The spell was so powerful it threw him back and he hit me and my head banged against a rock and i became unconsious." Ginny started to cry and Harry lowered his head and said "Poor Nevile." "What time is it?". "It's been six weeks dear. Schools over. They had a funeral procession for those dead. Even the Slytherines didnt make any nasty remarks." Thinking of the head masters death brought more grief. I can't go back to the dursleys. Can i come live with you Ron?" "Of course Harry. But Harry something bothers me." "Yes" "After we came to get you, you havent had your scar.
I'm sure the actual last chapter will be better but this is what i came up with
__________________ The dark Side is in me. What about you?
Voldermort raised his wand at the exact same time as Harry.
"Avada Kadevera!(spelling?)" they both cried, simultaneously.
The room filled with a green light, people screamed, people gasped, and a thud was heard.
"Harry!!!" screamed Hermione. She ran forward, but Ginny held her back.
"Wait..." Ginny whispered.
The light faded, the dust settled, and on the ground lay Harry and Voldermort, both motionless; lifeless.
Ginny let go of Hermione, and watched her as she ran towards Harry.
"Ron, are you okay?" Ginny spun around and crouched to the ground to see her unconscious brother lain on the ground.
Hermione was sobbing, her head on Harry's chest. It was all over. He was gone. Her love. Dead. Gone. Gone forever.
She lifted her head and looked at his face, which was beautifully perfect, even though it was dead.
"Goodbye, I'll always love you Harry." Hermione whispered, and kissed Harry's scar.
Harry woke with a start, darkness engulfed him. Disoriented he felt through the blackness for his glasses. Thoughts raced through his mind as he searched for his spectacles, "Bugger me, what a horrid dream".
He heard the bellow of his Uncle and turned to the sound. His eyes had adjusted to the now cramped quarters under the stairs, he tripped over the single piece of paper towel he had recieved from his aunt and uncle on his seventeenth birthday, banging his head.
The bit about Ron? Yeah, that was a bit unexplained...
Anyway, I dunno how I wrote that...ah, I hadn't read book 6 then, and I was only a H/G after book 6, realising how obvious it was all along that the books were gonna be R/Hr and H/G...anyway, here's another shot:
"I will defeat you, Voldermort," Harry spat. He would get his revenge. This was the best place for it; Godrics Hollow.
"Never." Voldermort looked over his shoulder at his most trusted Death Eater: Severus Snape. His name made Harry's blood boil.
"Snape! Get out of the way, foo-"
"AVADA KEDAVRA!!" Harry had seen his chance. Voldermort collapsed to the floor, lifeless.
Harry had done it. He had done it.
His heart was racing, his breath rapid and shallow, and he sunk to the ground. All of his energy was sucked out of him. He knew he was about to loose his life. At least he had killed his mortal enemy, Tom Marvello Riddle. The world was safe now.
Harry took his last breath. He was seconds away from death. He was about to die against his father's grave, and there was nothing he could do about it. He remembered the good times, and the bad, and reached up and traced the lines of his scar.
Voldemort were lying on the ground, unable to move. Harry stod still and watch how the dark lord slowly turned to dust. voldemort looked deadly at Harry, and then at hes feet, which were turning to dust, unable to speak he turned hes eyes at Harry again. eny second now Harry thougt. around him he saw all the Death eaters, including Drago Malfoy. between Snape and Bellatrix lied Ron liveless. Harry anger was deadly "Why!, Why!" he kept thinking.
now Voldemorts legs was definetive gone. sudenly he oppent his mouth with a small smile. he raised his head and said: "you may have killed me Potter! but remember this.. no matter where you go, no matter where you hide.... The Death Eaters will always be there to hunt you!... never will you be safe.. they will always be there to hunt the boy with the scar!"... the was the last word of Voldemort before he turned to dust in a huge green flame of Death. Harry draged Ron's body out of the main gate of Hogwarts. The sign of death were hanging over the tower of Hogwarts, and there it would be for the rest Harry's life.
never would Harry come back. he couldn't belive it was over, all of it! he stoped to rest hes legs. he looked at Ron's emotionless body lying in the dark. he gave his life for Harry "why Ron, Why?!" he started to cry. tears of hate, anger and rage felt to the ground. he looked at the sign of the Death Eaters. Never would he forget the last word of Voldemort: "they will always be there to hunt the boy with the scar!"
sorry if you don't like it... i've never been a good writer :-S... and i'm a bad at spelling, so this is what you get!
__________________ outside im only a big beautiful butterfly but inside me there's a little ugly maggot who just wanna come out..
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Ah guys, you make me blush!!! 
Jul 6th, 2005 04:22 PM
