Staring down the barrel of a forty-five

Disclaimer: I do not own this, I not entirely sure it is possible to own anything written on the net. So if anything it belongs to cyberspace.

(An: I stole- wait cross that out, borrowed the line from the song 45.I love that song, shinedown's new one's not bad but gotta love the classic)

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Riddle held the gun to his held. "Dropped it." His cold voice his in Harry's ear. Harry dropped his gun, against his better judgement. He was going to die.

Riddle kicked the gun across the room to Severus. Snape picked it up, twirling it on to the Weasleys.

"Drop your weapons and I won't kill the cop."

"Truly inspiring." George praised.

"Yes, just the words to make us leave the you to be the only one with a gun." Nodded Fred.

"It's easy to make jokes when you think you have a back up plan." Riddle snapped his fingers. A few of his goons came in dragging in Remus and his men. The Weasley's looked amongst each other, agreeing silently to drop their weapons. It wasn't like they had a real choice.

Now Harry was sure he was going to die.

Remus and his men were meant to come in from the back, in a sneak attack. The plan was prefect. The only thing they had forgotten was the reliability of loyalties.

Greyback moved to stand by Riddles side. He leant over hissing in Harry's ear.

"You didn't really think it would be that easy, did you?" He smirked. " Did you honestly think you, a Potter, could defeat the greatest criminal of all time?" He laughed wickedly.

"Yes." Harry snarled. The anger that burned inside of him was the only thing holding back the panic and fear as Riddle cocked the gun behind him.

Riddle smiled, his face moulding cruel lines.

"Do you want me to tell you what it sounded like hearing your father fall? Or maybe how your mother screamed?"

Harry growled, he when the door of the room suddenly opened.

A fat balding man stepped into the scene, not even battering an eyelid. "Sir, the prisoners have escaped."

"Now is not the time Peter!" Riddle growled.

Riddle turned back to Harry, eyes blazing. "Did you know it was Peter that told me where to find James and Lily?" He laughed darkly.

"Peter?" Snape questioned. The fear surfaced in the mouse like man's eyes.

"Now Severus I know you and Lily were close.." Snape lifted the gun, firing one bullet straight into his head.

It was the first bullet to break the tension, the second went through Snape's heart.

Harry didn't have time to think. Suddenly the gun lifted off the back of his skull. The barrel next to his ear as Riddle pulled the trigger. The sound rang through Harry, he dropped to the ground in that moment of chaos. He watched from the floor, as the bullet meet it mark.

Snape staggered for a second looking up at Riddle. His fingers touching his own blood, he looked at it in shock right before he fell. In those god awful seconds guns were blazing, the ring in Harry's ears was unbearable.

"Harry!" Neville threw his own gun ducking as Riddles men took aim. Harry reached for the gun, scrambling on his knees to get hold of it. He turned pointing the barrel at Riddle, only to find a gun point straight back at him. Both pulling the trigger at almost the same time. Harry felt himself tugged to the side but it was too late, the bullet burying itself into his flesh. He cried out in pain, his hand flying to his shoulder. The bullet had shattered his collar bone, the pain was unbearable. He looked across the room to where Riddle lay dead. It was finally over. He felt sleep creep over him as a girls voice begged him not to close his eyes but he was so tired.

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Draco walked down the hall in the direction Riddles men were fleeing from. Malfoy frowned, in one hand he had his gun and the other was clamped around Looney Lovegood's wrist. He tugged them forward to what remain of one of the entertaining rooms. Bodies lay dying on the floor. Draco scowled, his mother would have a pink fit if she saw what they'd done to her carpets. The Weasleys were all huddled together in the corner. He let go of Luna moving to see what was going on. He saw Potter out cold in little Red's arms. He dropped the gun, grabbing his phone. He dialled the number.

"Get here now!" He growled down the line, hang up as soon as he got an ok.

Draco damned they all move away from Harry. The Weasley's protested angrily but in a few minutes when the door swung open they cleared the way.

Zabini and Pansy marched in, their medical kits in hand. They were doctors, their schooling paid for by the Malfoy's.

It only took Blaise a second to realise they had to get him to hospital and fast.

"Draco can we use your car?" Draco scowled. He had the fastest car this side of Maple street. He groaned.

"But I just had it detailed." Reluctantly he gave Pansy his keys. "One scratch Zabini." He threatened.

Ron glared. "Nice to see Malfoy's got his priorities right."

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Harry woke annoyed by a beeping sound. He blinked, slowly sitting up. The sun stung his eyes.

"Finally." Ron sighed in relief.

"Oh Harry are you alright?" Hermione asked. He groaned, registering the pain in his shoulder.

Harry blinked again, looking at all the faces surrounding him. "Luna?" He called softly.

She smiled brightly making her way to the front. She sat on the end of his bed, a silly grin on her face. "You should know I don't approve of staying in your pyjamas all day." Harry laughed happy to find his Luna wasn't hurt. "I meet the most interesting man out there, he likes flowers too." Harry chuckled lightly.

" Off you go then, better not let that one get away." He teased. She grinned, leaning over and giving him a kiss on the cheek before skipping off out the door.

"How did I get here?" He asked.

"Your never going to believe this but Draco Malfoy saved your ass. Well he call a mate of his who's a doctor." Ron sounded horrified. "Thank God I am not you, I could stand owe that prat my life."

Harry chuckled lightly. "It's so he can get out of jail free card. He's Malfoy. He doesn't do anything if it's not going to work in his favour." Ron nodded agreeing.

Harry frowned, nervous now. He knew who he wanted to talk to next but doing so would be the end of his career. He decided he didn't care, stuff his job.

"Could I speak with Ginny?" She stepped forward. Harry blushed. "Alone?" The twins made some crude comments as the left causing Gin to go as pink as Harry felt.

He patted right next to him on the bed. He held his breath as she moved next to him.

"I just wanted to say thank-you." He stuttered. He blushed a deeper shade of crimson.

"I didn't do anything." She smiled, looking into his eyes.

"You pulled me out of the way, you're the only reason this," he indicated to his wound, "didn't hit my heart."

She blushed. "I couldn't let him destroy it." She said playfully.

"Oh? And why's that?" He grinned.

"Because that my job." Without another word, she beat Harry to punch, kissing him square on the lips.

The end.

AN: FINISHED!!!!

I feel slightly evil. Did I do Riddle well?? Hee hee. As I wrote the bit about cocking the gun, my thoughts were on that line in Phone booth, ' cause that sound is scary'. Lol. What a corny ending, god I am terrible at those moments. hope you all liked and thank you all that reviewed and those who followed along.