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THE EVIL IS RISING
PART NINE
The Last Battle
Hermione's POV
I saw three bolts erupt from the wand, felt the green light hit me on the forehead, felt the speeding rush of death. Scenes of my life passed before me-
First, a little baby with a tuft of brown hair, then a girl learning to walk, saying her first words...starting Muggle school...a talent show...a scared eleven-year old starting at Hogwarts, the obstacle course on the way to the Sorcerer's Stone...watching a Quidditch match...seeing the basilisk which petrified me in second year...saving Sirius and Buckbeak...my horrified face when Harry dissappeared from the maze in the third task of the Triwizard Tournament...Harry, Ron, and I, undergoing the training...Harry and I, sharing a kiss in the Great Hall...would I ever kiss him again?
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Meanwhile, at Hogwarts-
Albus Dumbledore, Remus Lupin, and Sirius Black paced the floor. Mr. Weasley was in the corner, trying to comfort a sobbing Mrs. Weasley; Ginny, in between Fred and George, was crying as well.
Sirius felt fear arise in him. What if something happened to Harry? He'd never forgive himself. Hermione and Ron were practically his godchildren too...
Remus wrung his hands. The three teenagers were too young to die, too young to give their lives for the rest of the world's good...
Albus looked at the floor. He didn't know what to do...
Fred and George silently wiped tears from their eyes. Harry was like a brother to them...Ron was their brother...Hermione had always been there to listen, and get them out of trouble...
Ginny put her head in her hands. Harry and Ron had saved her life...Hermione was her best friend...they couldn't die...
Mr. Weasley put an arm around his wife. What would happen to Ron? Hermione? And Harry...
Mrs. Weasley sobbed unrestrainedly. Ron was her own flesh and blood, Harry and Hermione were practically her own...
They all waited to hear from the three...a sign...
Anything...
_____
Harry's POV
I felt the bolt hit me, but I didn't feel death gripping at my body. I felt, as if in slow motion, the bolt hit my forehead, exactly where my scar was, and then it re-materialized. It went sailing back to the Dark Lord, and Ron, Hermione, and I were surrounded by an eerie gold glow.
"You're...immortal..." Voldemort gasped, before crumpling to the ground, his life fully extinguished at last. The Death Eaters looked at one another in confusion, then disappeared. I looked at the other two in shock. He was gone. Our mission was fulfilled.
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Back to a narrative point of view...it's confusing, I'm sorry....
Harry, Hermione, and Ron looked at the space that had once been filled with the Dark Lord and his followers. Hermione spoke first, in a broken voice.
"He's...gone...we...did it...without meaning to."
"Thank the wizards," Harry muttered. "We need to get back to Hogwarts. Before everyone goes insane."
"Agreed," said Ron. Destiny's Trio Disapparated into the night, and to the edges of the Hogwarts grounds. Walking side by side, they marched up to the castle, through the entrance hall, up the staircase to Dumbledore's office. Harry knocked on the door three times.
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The door flung open wide, and the Trio came face-to-face with Sirius, Lupin, and Dumbledore, who embraced them, crying with relief, and all the Weasleys behind them.
"You're back!"
"You're alive!"
"How did you escape?"
"Is You-Know-Who still alive?"
Hermione held up a hand. "If you all will just hold on, we'll explain." She turned to Harry and Ron. "Who gets honors?"
"Not I, said the little brown cow," said Ron, holding up his hands. "I didn't ask to be in this trio, it's destiny."
"Well, neither did I," retorted Harry.
"Oh, well it's all very well for YOU TWO, you're not one of Voldemort's relatives!" snapped Hermione.
"WHAT?" came eight voices.
"Well, Hermione, at least you didn't have to deal with Rita Skeeter last year! And you forget, Voldemort and I do share a bond of blood...or did."
"Correction, Harry! I did have to deal with Rita! How can you FORGET? With all those lies she printed about me, you, Viktor..."
"Will you two cut it out? Some of those things aren't lies anymore."
"RON!"
"Well, they're not!"
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After calming down a little from their argument, Harry, Ron, and Hermione told the story-everything. The Weasleys left, to see about how things at the house were.
The three felt exhausted. "Sheesh, I'm tired," sighed Ron, yawning widely.
"Aw, has ickle Ronniekins become tired from fighting evil today?" asked Hermione, punching his shoulder.
"You three go to your rooms, get some sleep." said Dumbledore. "We'll tie up the loose ends in the morning."
"Y'know what, Ron?" said Harry, as they walked to their rooms, "The Mirror of Erised was right-you've risen above the rest of them. You've saved the world."
"Helped," corrected Ron. "Helped."
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THE EVIL IS RISING
EPILOGUE
~~~~~
THE DAILY PROPHET
Special Edition
DESTINY'S TRIO DEFEATS DARK LORD
Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, and Ron Weasley defeated the most feared Dark Lord in centuries last night, writes Rita Skeeter, Daily Prophet reporter. The three were picked by a prophecy, brought together by destiny, talents, and circumstance, to defeat He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named. And indeed, they did just that last night.
"This is our revenge, on him killing our families," says Harry. "He killed Hermione's parents and sister last week, as well as my uncle, aunt, and cousin before that. Not to mention my parents."
Indeed, these people were killed-by the Avada Kedavra curse. We owe these three teens our lives, as they would have been taken if they had not been so brave as to take on the Dark Lord. Thank you.
-Rita Skeeter
Hermione put down the paper, and shook with laughter. Things definitely were changing. She thought she'd never see the day when Rita Skeeter told her thank you...
~The End~
Author's Note: And so ends "The Evil is Rising" series! Quite frankly, I'm glad it's over. The series scares me...
Sirius: Me too.
Alicia: Oh, hush. You're not being helpful.
Sirius: Being annoying is what I do best!
Alicia: I noticed. Anyways, go check out my webpage! And E-MAIL ME if you want to be on the mailing list. Please?
Love from the ever-insane fanfic author, Alicia
THE EVIL IS RISING
PART NINE
The Last Battle
Hermione's POV
I saw three bolts erupt from the wand, felt the green light hit me on the forehead, felt the speeding rush of death. Scenes of my life passed before me-
First, a little baby with a tuft of brown hair, then a girl learning to walk, saying her first words...starting Muggle school...a talent show...a scared eleven-year old starting at Hogwarts, the obstacle course on the way to the Sorcerer's Stone...watching a Quidditch match...seeing the basilisk which petrified me in second year...saving Sirius and Buckbeak...my horrified face when Harry dissappeared from the maze in the third task of the Triwizard Tournament...Harry, Ron, and I, undergoing the training...Harry and I, sharing a kiss in the Great Hall...would I ever kiss him again?
_____
Meanwhile, at Hogwarts-
Albus Dumbledore, Remus Lupin, and Sirius Black paced the floor. Mr. Weasley was in the corner, trying to comfort a sobbing Mrs. Weasley; Ginny, in between Fred and George, was crying as well.
Sirius felt fear arise in him. What if something happened to Harry? He'd never forgive himself. Hermione and Ron were practically his godchildren too...
Remus wrung his hands. The three teenagers were too young to die, too young to give their lives for the rest of the world's good...
Albus looked at the floor. He didn't know what to do...
Fred and George silently wiped tears from their eyes. Harry was like a brother to them...Ron was their brother...Hermione had always been there to listen, and get them out of trouble...
Ginny put her head in her hands. Harry and Ron had saved her life...Hermione was her best friend...they couldn't die...
Mr. Weasley put an arm around his wife. What would happen to Ron? Hermione? And Harry...
Mrs. Weasley sobbed unrestrainedly. Ron was her own flesh and blood, Harry and Hermione were practically her own...
They all waited to hear from the three...a sign...
Anything...
_____
Harry's POV
I felt the bolt hit me, but I didn't feel death gripping at my body. I felt, as if in slow motion, the bolt hit my forehead, exactly where my scar was, and then it re-materialized. It went sailing back to the Dark Lord, and Ron, Hermione, and I were surrounded by an eerie gold glow.
"You're...immortal..." Voldemort gasped, before crumpling to the ground, his life fully extinguished at last. The Death Eaters looked at one another in confusion, then disappeared. I looked at the other two in shock. He was gone. Our mission was fulfilled.
_____
Back to a narrative point of view...it's confusing, I'm sorry....
Harry, Hermione, and Ron looked at the space that had once been filled with the Dark Lord and his followers. Hermione spoke first, in a broken voice.
"He's...gone...we...did it...without meaning to."
"Thank the wizards," Harry muttered. "We need to get back to Hogwarts. Before everyone goes insane."
"Agreed," said Ron. Destiny's Trio Disapparated into the night, and to the edges of the Hogwarts grounds. Walking side by side, they marched up to the castle, through the entrance hall, up the staircase to Dumbledore's office. Harry knocked on the door three times.
_____
The door flung open wide, and the Trio came face-to-face with Sirius, Lupin, and Dumbledore, who embraced them, crying with relief, and all the Weasleys behind them.
"You're back!"
"You're alive!"
"How did you escape?"
"Is You-Know-Who still alive?"
Hermione held up a hand. "If you all will just hold on, we'll explain." She turned to Harry and Ron. "Who gets honors?"
"Not I, said the little brown cow," said Ron, holding up his hands. "I didn't ask to be in this trio, it's destiny."
"Well, neither did I," retorted Harry.
"Oh, well it's all very well for YOU TWO, you're not one of Voldemort's relatives!" snapped Hermione.
"WHAT?" came eight voices.
"Well, Hermione, at least you didn't have to deal with Rita Skeeter last year! And you forget, Voldemort and I do share a bond of blood...or did."
"Correction, Harry! I did have to deal with Rita! How can you FORGET? With all those lies she printed about me, you, Viktor..."
"Will you two cut it out? Some of those things aren't lies anymore."
"RON!"
"Well, they're not!"
_____
After calming down a little from their argument, Harry, Ron, and Hermione told the story-everything. The Weasleys left, to see about how things at the house were.
The three felt exhausted. "Sheesh, I'm tired," sighed Ron, yawning widely.
"Aw, has ickle Ronniekins become tired from fighting evil today?" asked Hermione, punching his shoulder.
"You three go to your rooms, get some sleep." said Dumbledore. "We'll tie up the loose ends in the morning."
"Y'know what, Ron?" said Harry, as they walked to their rooms, "The Mirror of Erised was right-you've risen above the rest of them. You've saved the world."
"Helped," corrected Ron. "Helped."
_____
THE EVIL IS RISING
EPILOGUE
~~~~~
THE DAILY PROPHET
Special Edition
DESTINY'S TRIO DEFEATS DARK LORD
Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, and Ron Weasley defeated the most feared Dark Lord in centuries last night, writes Rita Skeeter, Daily Prophet reporter. The three were picked by a prophecy, brought together by destiny, talents, and circumstance, to defeat He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named. And indeed, they did just that last night.
"This is our revenge, on him killing our families," says Harry. "He killed Hermione's parents and sister last week, as well as my uncle, aunt, and cousin before that. Not to mention my parents."
Indeed, these people were killed-by the Avada Kedavra curse. We owe these three teens our lives, as they would have been taken if they had not been so brave as to take on the Dark Lord. Thank you.
-Rita Skeeter
Hermione put down the paper, and shook with laughter. Things definitely were changing. She thought she'd never see the day when Rita Skeeter told her thank you...
~The End~
Author's Note: And so ends "The Evil is Rising" series! Quite frankly, I'm glad it's over. The series scares me...
Sirius: Me too.
Alicia: Oh, hush. You're not being helpful.
Sirius: Being annoying is what I do best!
Alicia: I noticed. Anyways, go check out my webpage! And E-MAIL ME if you want to be on the mailing list. Please?
Love from the ever-insane fanfic author, Alicia