He was gone.

Harry Potter could feel his heart breaking as he watched Sirius Blacks's frozen smile fall through the veil. He could hear the high pitched cackling come from the smirking mouth of Bellatrix Lestrange.

"I killed Sirius Black!", she howled. Remus, no matter how hard the Werewolf tried, he could no longer hold his grip on Harry. He could only stand there and watch the raven haired boy sprint after her. Remus Lupin was in shock. His best fiend had just been killed in front of him and he had let Harry run after Bellatrix. Remus could feel the tears running down his face and even though his vision was blurred, he saw a flash of red rush after Harry.

Harry Potter though his heart was going to break out of his chest and he was certain that it couldn't beat any faster than it was now. He was going to kill her. Bellatrix Lestrange had taken away the only thing in his life that was holding him together. If it wasn't for Sirius, Harry was sure that he wouldn't have been able to get over the grief and guilt that he felt after Cedric's death. He was the only real family he had left. Now he was gone forever.

Harry was running as fast as he could and he finally caught up with Bellatrix, and stunned her. He watched as she froze and fell on the perfectly clean floor of the Ministry. He had never felt more hatred for someone as he was feeling now and he thought of the only curse that would make him feel better.

"CRUCIO!", Harry screamed, but nothing happened. For a moment he didn't know why it wasn't working, but then it dawned on him. No matter how much hatred Harry Potter held for Bellatrix Lestrange, he couldn't bring himself to perform the spell, now matter how much she deserves it. He was too good. Harry slowly felt all of the adrenaline leave him, as he crumpled to the floor as exhaustion overtook him. He felt his heart constrict as grief consumed him. Sirius was gone and it was his fault.

Harry was suddenly brought out of his trance by a flash of black and his scar suddenly erupted with a burning sensation. He was here. Harry could hear someone whispering in an unnervingly calm voice that he instantly recognised.

"Harry Potter. We meet again, however, this time in my true form. I will kill you!", Harry couldn't muster up the energy to say anything back, as he couldn't move from the pain inside of his head. He could faintly hear the words coming out of Voldemort's mouth and he wasn't afraid.

"Avada Ke-"

"STOP!", Harry turned his head to the soft yet strong voice that had stopped Voldemort from killing him. He could make out the person because his vision was blurred from the tears of pain, all he could see was long red hair. Voldemort's next sentence made his heart stop.

"Ah Ginevra Weasley isn't it? How lovely it is to finally meet you properly. I believe you have already had the honour of knowing my teenage self.", Voldemort sneered. While he was talking, Harry's vision had cleared and he saw that Ginny's face was slowly draining of colour, but the determined look on her face didn't falter.

"I may had the displeasure of meeting your teenage self", Ginny said, "But it doesn't mean I'am afraid of you, Tom.

"You may not fear me now, Ginevra Weasley, but you will" replied Voldemort with a sneer.

Harry saw Voldemort muttering a spell under his breath, and he vanished. Harry stood up quickly and looked over at Ginny and started walking towards her. Harry noticed that her face mirrored the same expression that he had. Confusion.

Harry wasn't sure how is happened, but Ginny fell to the floor, screaming and twitching. Harry knew instantly, exactly what was happening.

"NO! Gin, please don't leave me too! Stay with me. Your stronger the he is!", Harry was now panicking, he held onto her like a lifeline and brought her head to his chest .

Ginny suddenly stopped screaming and froze. Harry was still holding onto her as she suddenly pulled away from him and looked at his face. Harry saw that her usually chocolate brown eyes had glazed over and her facial expression had changed from being scrunched up in pain to a smirk that didn't suit her freckled face .

Harry watched as Ginny grabbed hold of his shoulders and stood up and said in a strange voice,

"Harry Potter. The Boy Who Lived. How does this feel to have your loved ones being killed one by one, because of you? How did you do it? How did a meer child defeat me on that Halloween night? Answer me!", Ginny screamed. Harry looked into her eyes and saw anger and hatred, but he saw a sparkle of Ginny left in them. She was trying to fight him.

Voldemort saw that he wasn't going to get anywhere with Potter unless he thought he didn't have a choice.

Harry watched as Ginny stepped back and bought her wand to her head. Harry's breath caught as he realised what was happening.

"Gin, stop. You can beat him. Think about everyone who loves you! Your family, your friends! You can break through, Ginny. I know that you are strong enough , you fought him on your first year, you can beat him now! Please Gin", Harry pleaded.

Harry saw the usual warmth of Ginny's eyes returning slowly, but he was too late. Harry heard Ginny start to mutter something and he didn't have time to think. He grabbed hold of her hand as she finished the killing curse.

"Avada kedavra"

Darkness overtook Harry and Ginny as the both fell to the ground still with each other hand in their own. Neither of them saw the bright blue light that surrounded them...

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