Prologue

Harry ran down the long hallway inside the Ministry. He had to get to the room. He had to save Sirius. He couldn't let him die. He was his GODFATHER for god's sake! He was basically the only family he had left. Harry pushed out a final burst of speed at that last thought. He moved as fast as he could. Hermione was unconscious, Ron was unconscious as well. Neville was barely keeping up to him as is. When he finally reached the end, he threw open the door, an began to look for Sirius, when there wasn't any sign, he fell to his knees. It was all a trap. And he had fallen for it, hard. A loud rumbling laugh filled the space around him as Voldemort appeared.

"Well, well, well. Who was a good boy and fell for my trap? Well potter?" He asked in a hissing tone. Harry realized that he was closing in on his position. Pushing himself to his feet, he drew his wand out, aiming it at Voldemort, the one who caused him all this trouble. The one who did everything to him.

"Expelliarmus." Voldemort said, flinging Harry's wand from his hand. Voldemort strode forward, grabbing Harry's neck. He lifted Harry off of the ground, and walked towards a covered up archway in the center of the room.

"Well, Harry Potter. This is your end. This is the veil. An ancient relic used to destroy bodies completely. Farewell Harry Potter." Voldemort then threw Harry into the Veil. And Harry Potter existed no longer in the world he was born in.

Well peoples who liked my other story, I don't have any inspiration to continue it. If you would please review on this one at least so I can continue this story. Also will be holding poll on which side will pick harry up and if he will be de-aged.