Chapter 1 : Rise and fall
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Red and green sparks flew through the air as hawthorn and elder gave all they had at their possessors will. The sound to anyone apart from the dueling duo was overwhelming.
most people had noticed that the 'chosen one' was speaking though no one could hear his words. Harry stood a little straighter and prouder, as words fell from his mouth. While Voldemort on the other hand, started to crumple slightly, his expression was a mix of outrage mingled with a slowly, but steadily growing fear.
The dark lord glanced from his wand to Harry's and back to his. Many of the onlookers were baffled at this action, a murmur broke out in the crowd and the hum of whispers was growing steadily louder as the minutes passed. Pure rage filled Voldemort and the gentle hum of whispers broke off
A bright steering light filled the Hall and the onlookers had to shield their eyes. When the light had subsided both men were still standing, though now Harry had something in his left hand.
He looked down at the elder wand and felt its happiness course through him. Glancing up he saw it.
Voldemort fell backward and landed hard as the light left his eyes. He looked crumpled as he lay on the cold stone floor. After one long, drawn out and tense second verbal havoc in cued, the death eaters screamed in rage and anguish. While students, teachers and the order let out cheers and some even punched the air being elated that the war was finally over.
Macnair Howled in rage "noo! my lord, you'll pay potter! I'll give you yours" stepping forward in unison macnair, yaxley and rookwood started firing jinxes in every direction.
Although there were weak with exhaustion the teachers, students and the order flew back into action. Sparks burst into the air as the three deatheaters threw curse after curse at anyone and everyone.
While the forces of light were distracted by there conrads, the remaining deatheaters found it time to take their leave. In twos and threes, so not to attract unwanted attention, they scurried for the boundaries of the anti apparition charm. By the time that macnair, yaxley and rookwood were subdued all the deatheaters had vanished.
Harry heard a horrible blood curdling scream, one that he remembered all too well from his brief imprisonment in the bowels of Malfoy manor. He scanned the room for the bushy Mane of hair that was hermione, dashing to the far corner of the room he skidded to a halt feet from her. She lay on the ground weeping over someone.
Harry lent down and put his hand on hermiones shoulder, he was scared to see who she lay upon though somehow he already knew.
Harry gave a small tug on hermiones shoulder
"NO no no!" Hermione screamed into the persons chest, but Harry was persistent. He pryed hermione off of the body and she sat against his chest sobbing.
Harry looked over at the persons face praying he was wrong, but when his eyes slid over the freckles and disheveled red hair his heart skipped a beat and then shattered. His eyes began to prickle.
They sat there on the floor holding each other, crying into each other because they both knew they would never spend another day with Ronald bilius weasley.
Hey guys thanks so so so so much for reading chapter 1: rise and fall. Hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it lol im sorry its not thag long. I'm about 1/4 of the way through chapter 2 please review and rate !! I can't wait for advice/comments thanks again guys
love Emiilee xxx
P.S chapter 2 preview:
The burrow had a very solemn atmosphere, all the curtains were drawn and all the mirrors were covered as a sign of respect for Ronald and fred.
Molly weasley sat at the kitchen table absent mindedly bouncing teddy on her knee. " I'll stay there with you molly, we all need someone to hold our hand at the moment."
Molly looked up from her tea teary eyed " thank you andromeda"
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