A/N: Well... Short one-shot about how they SHOULD have killed Voldy. So... Enjoy.

-edit- On May 3, 2008, I edited this story and fixed up the grammar.

Voldemort sat on his throne is his stinky old house (haha) and glared at his minions. "Lord, Christmas has come and most of the students are gone. We are very close to destroying Hogwarts' defence. Dumbledore is gone on another of his 'missions', and Potter is still at Hogwarts"

"Excellent. We attack in two days' time"

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Two days later:

Voldemort walked up the castle grounds with his army behind him. They were taking Hogwarts. And they were going to do so silently, so when the other students came back they would have them all. Then the world.

He glared at the castle and judged the right place. The little brats would know that he was coming by now. Let them cower in fear. This would be good.

He raised his wand and blasted a huge gaping hole in the side of Hogwarts, to find himself looking into the Great Hall. And down the barrels of about fifty bazookas. Then the wall opposite him came crashing down and a tank came in.

Harry popped out the top and grinned down at Voldemort.

Crap.

"Hey Voldy! Guess what! I had a good idea!"

"Oh yeah, Potter? Well, you'll never defeat my army."

"What army?"

There was a sudden empty feeling behind Voldemort. He slowly turned around, and saw his army silently creeping away, with a look that said 'Who was going to storm the castle? Us? No! We were here to... Um... Celebrate Christmas! Joy to all! Bye!'. He gave them a Look, and then turned back to Harry.

"Avada Kedavra"

Harry ducked into the tank, and the spell came flying back, singing Voldy's hair.

"Potter! I'll have your head yet! I still have my trusty snake! While the snake's alive, I'll never die!"

"What, you mean this snake?" Harry held up a dried snake.

"Crap."

Then, Harry smiled evilly and said, "You idiot. You killed my mum and dad! But, since I'm a nice person, I'll give you three choices. The bazookas can kill you, I can shoot you with my tank, or I can run you over."

"I choose to... Run!" Voldy turned and ran.

"I hoped it'd be option three." Harry murmered under his breath, and sent the tank chasing after him.

I wont tell you the rest, since you've got the gist of it, Voldy got run over. It should've gone something like that, variations OK.

A/N: Hope you like! I fixed it up since this was my first fanfiction and had a lot of mistakes. If you see any more, tell me and I'll fix them.

xoxo

Alla