Hellooo readers!
I would just like to say I am no way abandoning my other commitment's "Tom Riddle Reborn" and "His present is his future" I am simply doing this one as well, to keep my brain going when I get a block on my other story :P
I would like to say that I disclaim and I am not the great J.K Rowling :(. I am Samantha/Sam instead:P
And thats it I would love you to now read, enjoy and review my fic! xD
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Love,
~Sam~

Unexpected.

Harry picked up his weary feet and slowly walked to the forest edge, his feet working automatically. Were he knew Voldemort would be waiting for him. Thoughts flew through his head. Why hadn't Dumbledore just told him what he would have to do? That he had to die. Why hadn't he been told? So he had more time to prepare. His thoughts were broken as he heard a strangled scream. He looked around his heart beating in his chest. The rain was thumping hard upon him. His glasses were blurred with the rain. He wished he had taken the time to go to the opticians and get contact lenses! For this. His friend in Ravenclaw Samantha had moaned at him that he should.

His eyes popped from their sockets, his brain froze, his body tensed and his heart broke. There was no fixing it. His flamed haired love was falling in slow motion to the floor, eyes glassy. She hit the floor like a fallen angle. Harry's anger took over. Bellatrix was dancing above Ginny's dead form. Harry whipped out his wand and made to run over to her and curse her within an inch of her life. He stopped abruptly the only way he could possibly avenge Ginny was to die himself. After all what did he have to live for no parents, no Sirius, no Ginny and maybe no Ron or Hermione. They were fighting inside he knew nothing of their conditions. He waited under his invisibility cloak for Bellatrix's dancing silhouette to enter his beloved school. Before walking slowly over to Ginny. He dropped to his knees. Tears he had promised wouldn't fall… fell.

Flashback....
"Harry?" Harry turned from the field with the dropping sunset to face her..

"What is it?" He smiled. "I knew something was on your mind" He teased while nudging her. She smiled.

"This war is vicious and unforgiving Harry. We have to live in the happy memories and moments even if there are little of them. If anything happens to me promise you will smile and remember the good times. Promise me you will not cry. If you truly love me you will not cry in my memory but smile."

"Of course Gin I promise you." and he wrapped his arms around her and hugged her tight to him. Her warm body making him feel at peace for the first time in months.

He brought himself back to reality and remembering Ginny's words and his promise to her he wiped the tears away quickly. Whispered a soft sorry while forcing a wide smile at her.

"We will be together again soon Ginny. Then we can truly smile," Harry picked himself up slowly. He reluctantly walked away. It was the hardest thing he had ever had to do. He didn't want to leave her. It felt like he was abandoning her. But he knew she really was telling him to not be so sissy and go. He smiled.

He walked on toward the forest. Looking constantly at his canvas shoes as he walked. Before he knew it he was face to face with Lord Voldemort. No he needed to back away! Defend himself! Anything! But he knew he couldn't he had to do this. So many had been lost and now he had to protect those few who remained. It was the least he could do. "The Chosen One". He laughed to himself. How deceived they were.

Voldemort's white pearly skin was glowing in the fire light. His red eyes gleaming full of malice and greed. He gracefully took out his wand and looked up at Harry head tilted slightly to the side.

"Hello Harry I thought you weren't coming but I was right the first time." Voldemort's high voice pieced the cold silence. His death eaters were still statues merely lining the circle in which Voldemort and Harry were now stood face to face.

"Hello Tom Riddle," Harry did not know were he had gained his confidence but he figured if he was going to die he would try to do it in style. The Dark Lord's face contorted in ugly angst.

"You do not call me that name. You have no place in which to do so. No matter... now is your time to die Harry Potter." Harry knew so. He smiled pleasantly and closed his eyes lightly awaiting whatever death was.

"Is this it? No fight?" Voldemort smirked without opening his eyes he did not want to see the world again. He wanted to get used to darkness.

"Yes, go on. Do it" Harry heard those final words. And the glow of green light lightened up his eyes. Harry breathed shock. He couldn't stay there and not defend himself. He needed to get rid of his wand. Harry grabbed his wand and threw it into the air. So he would not be tempted to use it.. He snapped his eyes shut. The spell hit the wand instead. He grimaced… But nothing. Harry had never experienced death but he was sure it wasn't this. He felt oddly warm and alive. He was only vaguely aware of a frustrated voice of a young boy shouting at him to wake up.