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Chapter 8 : Harry's P.O.V
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We were back on that horrible muddy graveyard again, Dumbledore’s Army facing the Dark Lord and his death eaters. I was disappointed (and at the same time afraid) at the fact that Voldemort didn’t look that weak considering that I had destroyed Hufflepuff’s cup, Ravenclaw’s quill and Gryffindor’s sword. There was Slytherin’s locket too which I found in Sirius’s house and with the help of McGonagall and Moody I managed to destroy it. I found out later that Sirius’s brother, Regulas, had tried to destroy the locket but had been killed by the death eaters before he had managed to do so. There was also Tom Riddle’s diary and Marvolo Gaunt’s ring which had been destroyed already. That meant that there was one more Horcrux, but what was it?
My heart was pounding. I was so afraid. This was going to be the final battle, I could feel it. I had defeated Voldemort many times before, but this time felt different. I wasn’t feeling so lucky today. McGonagall grasped my shoulder, her way of comforting me. The death eaters started to move towards us, Voldemort in the middle on what seemed to be a chariot without wheels that was floating in the air. His wand was raised, his teeth bared like some hungry dog. Moody shouted something that sounded like “now” but I was so dazed that I couldn’t hear clearly. I couldn’t lose it now. I felt someone brush against me and I turned to see that it was Neville. He was a pale as a ghost and looked like he had seen one too, but there was a flicker of bravery in his eye. Neville was always brave when he had to be. I swallowed hard and raised my wand, ready to duel with the nearest death eater. I knew deep down that I was going to lose this time. I needed the last Horcrux, but I didn’t know what it was. Even though Voldemort wasn’t nowhere near as strong as he was he was still stronger than me. But I wasn’t going to give up completely. I had been fighting for ages now and I wanted to make sure that it was worth it. If I was going to die today, I wasn’t going to go without a fight.
“POTTER!” screamed a deep voice. Lucius Malfoy came speeding towards me, waving his wand wildly in the air. “I’ll get you back for what you did! You killed my son and my wife! You made Snape break that vow and now my wife and boy are dead! You’ll pay for this! I’m going to make sure you end up with your filthy mud-blood mother-”
“LUCIUS! Get away from him, he’s mine!” screeched Voldemort, high up above me in his chariot. He pointed his wand at Lucius and said “You’re no use to me now. You’ve messed up enough. AVADA KEDAVRA!” Lucius catapulted a few feet away into the distance and landed in a twisted, bloody heap on the ground. I raised my wand, ready for any curse that hit me.
“HARRY!” yelled Neville. He ran towards me, his wand raised.
“CRUCIO!” hissed Voldemort, but the curse missed Neville by a few inches. Ever since the auror training and numerous battles, Neville had become a highly skilled solider. He pointed his wand at Voldemort and said: “If you’re going to kill Harry you’ll have to kill me too.”
“Very well then,” he shrugged, pointing his wand at Neville. A jet of green light spurted from his wand but I leapt in front of Neville and blocked it just in time. Voldemort have an evil cackle. “Is that the best you can do?” The chariot lowers and he climbed out of it as quick as a flash. So quick that I didn’t see what was coming next.
“EXPELLIARMUS!” he roared. It hit me square in the chest and I flew through the air faster than a Firebolt. I landed on my side in a huge puddle of mud. I scrambled to my feet, shaken a little.
“NAGINI!” he spat, as his snake slithered towards me. She raised herself to her full height and it was then that I realised that I was in danger. If one drop of her venom made contact with me I would die instantly. I backed away, racking my brains for something that I could do. But there was no time.
“AVADA KEDAVRA!” Neville pointed his wand at Nagini and the curse hit through the back of the head. She wailed in pain but soon went deadly silent as she hit the ground.
“You stupid boy!” bawled Voldemort, sounding so much weaker and fragile. He hit Neville with another curse out of anger, killing him instantly. Then it hit me. Nagini was the last Horcrux.
“Now for you Potter. I’ll make sure that you end up with your mud blood mother and that idiot girlfriend of yours.” I suddenly felt a lot less brave. Ginny was dead? I knew that it was over a year since she had last written to me but the Ministry has put a stop to sending any letters because the war had made things get so bad and unsafe so there was no way that they could contact each other. But that couldn’t mean that she was dead…..
“CRUCIO!” he yelled but the anger inside made me wake up and I blocked it successfully. I could easily take him down now. But I felt so drained and tired. The curses were starting to kick in again. But I used that little strength I had left to keep duelling. He continued to torment me about Ginny and Lily, but I wouldn't give up. I couldn't leave Lily without a mother and a father.
I attempted the Avarda Kedavra curse, but as I did so he did at the same time. Our wands connected then......nothing. My vision became blurred. I couldn hear faint screaming and people runing away, but I couldn't see anything. Then there was just darkness.
a/n-I'm sorry that this chapter isn't very well written and that I've kept you waiting for a long time. I've been really busy because I've just started a new school and I've had trouble settling. I know that you might be a little confused but all will be explained in the last few chapters. I know it's a sad story and I'm trying to brighten it up a bit because everybody's reviewing and telling me that I'm making them cry :( Also, I might come back to this and add more detail when I have time.
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