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Pirates
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Chapter Seventeen:

They had
been at it for a while now. Every curse that Voldemort shot at him, Harry
avoided. The Dark Lord was getting pissed off. He used Darker and Darker
curses, but Harry avoided them all. The green-eyed young man had barely even
thrown a curse of his own, he was waiting for Voldemort to tire himself out,
then he would attack. And the Dark Lord was getting tired. Beads of sweat ran
down his face, and even if his movements were still as fast and deadly as ever,
Harry knew it cost the man to keep it up. He wasn�t a young man anymore, but
somewhere in his eighties.

Finally
Harry decided to start for real and began shooting spell after spell at the
Dark Lord. Voldemort was shocked to suddenly find himself at the defensive
rather than the offensive. Then he realised exactly what Potter had gotten him
to do and was even more pissed off than before. How could he have fallen for a
petty trick like that?!

�Give it up
Potter!� he growled trying to hide the breathless note to his voice.

Harry
caught up on it however, and grinned. �Not yet, Voldemort. Not before you�re
dead.�

Voldemort
growled. �You really think you can beat me, boy?! I am the most powerful wizard
to ever walk this earth!�

�Then why
are you afraid of me and Dumbledore?� Harry asked and avoided another spell.
�You are getting old Riddle. Admit it, you haven�t reached immortality and
never will.�

�And it�s
all because of a brat!� Voldemort yelled and began to attack again.

This time
Harry had problems with defending himself. The spells and curses came so fast
that it took all he had of reflexes and instinct to avoid the most dangerous
ones. He knew that he couldn�t keep avoiding it for eternity, but neither could
Voldemort. The fight around them had slowly died down with the Order of the
Phoenix winning. Aurors had arrived and were helping round up everyone. Jack
was just standing there watching Harry and Voldemort duel, as were the rest of
the three crews.

Harry knew
that he had to stop this fight before Voldemort got desperate and killed
everyone in a two mile radius. He was capable of doing that, everybody knew. He
had done it once before under the First War when Dumbledore had cornered him.
Dumbledore had been the only one who had managed to bring up a shield and had
survived. The other witches and wizards � about two dozen � had died or gotten badly
hurt.

�There�s
a room in the Department of Mysteries,�
Dumbledore�s words at the end of fifth year came back to him. �That
is kept locked at all times. It contains a force that is at once more wonderful
and more terrible than death, than human intelligence, than the forces of
nature. It is also, perhaps, the most mysterious of the many subjects for study
that reside there. It is the power held within that room that you possess in
such quantities and which Voldemort has not at all. That power took you to save
Sirius tonight. That power also saved you form possession by Voldemort, because
he could not bear to reside in a body so full of the force he detests. In the
end, it mattered not that you could not close your mind. It was your heart that
saved you.�

And what
was that power which resided in his heart? Harry could only think of one
answer, as clich� as it sounded.

Love.

He suddenly
knew what he had to do, all he needed now was the opportune moment.

And that
moment came a second later when Voldemort spotted an approaching Jack Sparrow
and shot the Killing Curse at him. Harry jumped up and stood in the way of the
curse. It hit him right in the heart and spread around his body like wild fire.
He could hear screams of terror, yells and shouts, and over that Voldemort�s
high, evil laugh.

However,
Voldemort stopped laughing when he saw that Harry was still standing.

�Now I am
pissed off.� Harry growled and started to gather all the love he held in his
heart and started to form it. Miles and miles away, in the Department of
Mysteries, a door that had been shut for decades flew open with a bang and the
power it had held was finally free.

A ball of
pure energy started to form in Harry�s hands. It only grew and grew as more
power was added to it. Harry could feel the power from the Department of
Mystery crash into him and fill him to the brim, then it went into the ball.
Voldemort and everyone else stared at him in awe and surprise, some even in
fear.

Harry
spread his arms and the ball shot towards the Dark Lord. Voldemort tried to
duck, but the ball formed itself into a huge net which captured him. Wherever
the threads touched the Dark Lord, he was burned. Harry didn�t pay any
attention to the screams of pain coming from the monster, but instead focused
on making a sword out of the power currently filling him. It didn�t take long
before he stood with a sword made out of pure energy in his hands.

He started
towards the Dark Lord and stopped in front of the writhing man. �This is for
mom, dad, Sirius and everyone else you have killed. For all the ruined lives,
for all the misery, for everything.� With that he drove the sword through the
Dark Lord�s heart.

Voldemort
shrieked and started to combust. A last wave of Dark Magic flew out of him and
Harry was knocked several feet backwards. The last thing he remembered was
seeing Voldemort explode before everything went dark.

~~~~~~*~~~~~~

�Harry.�

�Wake up
Harry.�

�Come on,
Harry.�

Harry
groaned. The voices sounded somewhat familiar, but he couldn�t place them
anywhere. The last thing he remembered was that Voldemort exploded and� his
eyes flew open and he sat straight up. Voldemort was dead. VOLDEMORT WAS
DEAD!!!!! A grin broke out on his face and he didn�t keep back the yell nor did
he stop himself from punching the air at the same time. The bloody bastard was
gone for good!

�Harry!�
the voices called again and he started to pay attention to his surroundings.

He was
lying on the ground � if it was the ground � in a totally white, pleasantly
warm void. He looked around, but couldn�t see anything special. �Um, hallo?�

�Over here
Harry.�

Harry
turned around and his mouth dropped open. In front of him stood his mother,
father, Sirius and some other family members. �Jumping jellyfish!�

James
Potter laughed and approached his shocked son. He was wearing robes of white,
the same colour as the mist or whatever it was they were standing in. �Hello
Harry.�

�Dad.�
Harry grinned and hugged his father. James gripped him as well, and a second
later Lily and Sirius had joined the hug. �Mom. Sirius. Wh-what�s going on?
Where are we?�

�We are in
the middle between Life and Death, the place people go when they are in a
coma.� James replied and grinned at his son. �I must say you make a handsome
pirate.�

�It�s the
Marauder genes, Prongs.� Sirius teased. �Hello kid, sorry about that abrupt
leaving.�

Harry
nodded to his godfather. �I heard you got your revenge.�

�I did.�
That was all Sirius wanted so say about that.

Lily turned
Harry towards her and inspected him like only a mother could. She took in his
shoulder-long, shaggy hair with the numerous beads and trinkets and the bandana
that kept it out of his eyes. The white shirt, or better said the once-white
shirt that was ripped several places; the dark, dirty pants and the knee-high
boots. Then her eyes went on to the cutlass, the pistol and the dagger stuck in
the sash tied around his waist.

�Well,� she
said at last. �It actually fits you.�

Harry
grinned. �Why thank ye.�

�But please
drop the accent while you�re with us.� She smiled as well then hugged him
again. �Gods, how I have missed you. My little Harry.�

�I don�t
think he�s so small anymore, Lily.� Sirius pointed out. Then turned to Harry
himself. �We�ve been watching you and Jack over the years. And I must say that
I am proud of you, especially every time you knocked the stuffing out of that
Norrington bloke.�

�Thank
you.� Harry nodded gratefully. �But why am I here?� he asked. �Not that it�s
not nice to see you all, but��

Lily
laughed and made them all sit down on a table that popped out of nowhere with
chairs for the four of them. The other family members sat down at other tables.
�The Love going through you after you opened the door in the Department of
Mysteries, was too much for you, and in the real world you are currently in a
coma and lying in the Hogwarts Hospital Wing.�

�So I
survived again?�

�Yepp!�
Sirius said happily. �And Voldemort is stone cold dead, and won�t be coming
back. You even made sure that no one could use necromancy � or any other form
of magic � to raise him again. Not only that but Pettigrew was caught as well
under the fight, and my name is being cleared as we speak.�

Harry
smiled. �I�m glad for that. How long do I have here?�

�Hmm,
shouldn�t be more than a few days in the real world.� James replied. �That�s
enough for us to get to know each other. And you must tell us of your
adventures with Jack and at Hogwarts.�

�I thought
you said you watched over me?�

�We did,
but we weren�t there all the time. We could only come once a month, on the full
moon.�

The
green-eyed young man grinned again and leaned back. �Right, so where do I
start?�

~~~~~~*~~~~~~

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