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Chapter 37 � The Battles End

Voldemort stood on a small hill
overlooking the Burrow in Ottery St. Catchpole, the goblins had done well,
surprisingly well in fact, the wards were down and no one in the house was in
any way the wiser, judging by the activities.

�Sheep� he thought aloud.

�Sheep milord?� Draco asked.

The self styled Dark Lord nodded
his head, �like sheep in a slaughterhouse, none will survive the day.�

�Including Potter, milord?�
Draco asked, eagerly.

�Especially Potter!� Young
Malfoy, take four men to the far side of the house, do not let yourselves be
seen, when you see the Dark Mark above the house kill everything in sight,
understand?�

�Yes milord, Dark Mark, kill
everything!�

He looked at his little
sycophant and wondered if maybe he hadn�t given him one too many crucios.

�Nott, go to the front of the
house with your group, same orders.�

�Yes milord.�

Voldemort watched the activity,
the bustle, people entering and leaving the house like they hadn�t a care in
the world or a brain in their heads; the fat lady had already brought out a pan
of biscuits, then gone inside with the same pan again.� Truly brainless sheep;
killing them would be a mercy.

He took a deep breath and said
aloud, �no time like the present� and he walked majestically, silken robes
flowing behind, down the hill.� He fancied himself quite the stirring sight.

As he neared the house no one
seemed to notice, �hell-looooo, Dark Lord in our midst!��

�Enough of this normalcy,� he
thought �time for a little mayhem!�� He threw his arm straight up and screamed
�Mosmorde!�

As the dark green skull
appeared, snake writhing from its mouth the wedding preparations stopped and
indeed all hell broke loose.� People were running and screaming and being mowed
down by deadly curses, exploding in satisfying gouts of blood and gore.

The house began to burn and
people were hit with deadly curses as they ran out of the flames.

Around the side of the house
Draco was seething.�� No one was coming out his door, no one for him to AK.

�Expeliarmus!�

Draco�s wand went flying; his
four death eaters looked around and saw no one.� Two black robed DEs stood back
to back and scanned for the threat.� There was a loud crack and the two fell to
the ground, holed by a single bullet.� Another was killed by a cutting curse
and the last by another crack of the rifle.

Draco looked to the trees behind
him and saw part of the forest move in his direction.�

�Hi Draco,� said one of the
pieces of forest, �remember this?�

Hearing that he felt the slash
of a scourge.� Somehow the complete irony escaped him; being flogged by his own
cat o� nine tails. �He fell to his hands and knees screaming, bleeding from his
face and ruined left eye.

�You used this to torture and
scar someone who means the world to me, how do you like it you little fuck?�

The cat landed again and again
on Draco�s back, arms, legs, face, whichever part presented itself.� His death
eater�s cloak afforded little or no protection from the razor sharp barbs
embedded in the lead at the end of the scourge.� His back, chest, arms, legs and
face were soon a bloody mass as the lash descended again and again.� He
shrieked in agony, the piteous cries changing volume and timbre with each
stroke.

�That�s enough dear,� a familiar
voice said �please don�t descend to his level.�

Marietta threw off her Ghillie
suit jacket and looked horrified at her own handiwork.� She threw down the lash
and threw up on the lawn.

�You see my sister wife revenge
is, ultimately, unsatisfying.�� She cast a cleaning spell on her nephew�s
wounds and numbed his pain.

�He needed to know what it felt
like, he deserved more.�� Marietta cried.

�Perhaps,� bell rejoined, �but
not by you, or even me.� If we punish him its revenge, only someone who
is impartial can truly serve justice.�

She took Draco�s bloody face in
her hands and said �now you begin to feel the pain you�ve visited on so many
others . . .�

He looked through his remaining
good eye and recognized the blurry outline of his aunt�s face; he looked down
and saw the handle of her wand protruding from its forearm holster.� He took
his shot, snatched the wand as he pushed her away, stood and leveled it.

�Avada . . .�

Krack!

Draco looked confused for a
moment then looked down to see the red stain spreading over the front of his
shirt. �He opened his mouth to say something then fell face forward onto the
lawn.

Jos� Cruz chambered another
round.

Harry walked over to the remains
of his old school rival, he could not bring himself to gloat at Draco�s
passing, instead he looked saddened. ��You would have stolen my wife and child
from me so easily. �Were you ever given the chance to be a decent human being?�
Its better this way, I think.�

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As soon as the dark mark was
cast Harry�s camouflaged troops began to take out the death eaters, no
stupefies, no incarcerous hexes, these were the worst of the worst, orders were
shoot to kill.� Voldemort was so intent on his own grand entrance that he
didn�t notice his troops dropping like flies behind him.

�Harry Potter!� Come out, come
out!� We have business to finish here!�

�I�m right here Tom� Harry said
calmly �no need to shout.�

Voldemort was amazed, where had
the skinny 14 year old gone that he had held captive in the graveyard?� This
young man looked like an athlete, no, a warrior!� He looked very imposing in the
robes of an Auror Corps officer.

�Well Harry, you�re looking fit
. . .�

�Wish I could say the same for
you Tom.�

Voldemort closed his eyes,
trying to contain his anger, then went on to say �an officer and a gentleman, I
see I�ve had a positive influence on your life, for what else would have driven
you so?�

�Oh yeah, Tom, a regular
recruiting poster child you are, you should get a stipend from the Corps.�

�Enough Harry, you will refer to
me as Lord Voldemort or �My Lord,� there is no more Tom Riddle.�

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Myrtle looked around the castle,
with the defeat of Voldemort's forces the wedding preparations were in full
swing, but she sensed that she needed to go to Harry, quickly, she spied Ron
Weasley.

�Ron, Harry needs our help, he�s
at the burrow; do you know where the nearest fireplace floo is?�

�Um, hospital wing I think . .
.�

�He needs us NOW Ronald!�

�All right, all right, I�m
goin.�� How�re you gonna get there?�

�Just go Ron!�

He ran, she floated to the
hospital fireplace, just as Ron said �The Burrow� and stepped into the flames
Myrtle stepped into him.� As they both exited the Burrow�s fireplace she said,
�sorry� and stepped out of him, �but I need to be here.�� Ron looked around and
saw the place was on fire, but wait, not on fire, it was an illusion and there
was Hermione, in an auror�s cloak sitting cross-legged on the floor,
maintaining the illusion of flames.

�Hermione?�

Her concentration broken the
flames winked out of existence.

Outside, near the front of the
building Theodore Nott marveled at the skill of the illusionist.� The house had
been burning; there was heat and acrid smelling smoke and very convincing
flames.� He walked around the corner and saw the Dark Lord having a discussion
with Harry Potter; he drew his wand and leveled it at the Potter brat.

�Put the wand down Nott and you
may live.�

He knew that voice, but the
beautiful redhead who spoke was like no one he knew.� Still, the voice was
unmistakable.

�Bellatrix?� They said you was
dead!�

�Bellatrix Lestrange is dead, I
am someone else.�

She had an air of serenity about
her in the face of all this death and seemed very content; completely
self-assured.� Nott grew furious at her calm.

�Yew don� know what the Dark
Lord did, didja?�

Belle shook her head no.

�E� blamed me f�you escapin�
dinnee?� He crucio�d me f� half an hour e� did then yew know whot?� Nott
was screaming now �E� castrates me!� Says I kin� have me balls back when I
don�t use em f� brains no more!�

Then Nott saw that she didn�t
even have a wand.� Who did this bint think she was?� Thinkin� she could tell
him what to do with no wand or weapon to back her up.� He raised his wand in
her direction.

�I think you should put the wand
down now, Theodore, there is a weapon pointed at you right now and if you even
look like you�re about to cast a curse you will die.�

He sneered �bluffin�, yer just
bluffin�!�

Belle closed her eyes and
pinched the bridge of her nose with her thumb and forefinger, �I tried, Goddess
knows I tried . . .�

�Avada . . .�

Harry and Voldemort turned at
the sound of the rifle shot just in time to see Theodore Nott�s head explode in
a spray of blood and brain tissue.� The Dark Lord spied Belle and recognized
her in spite of her disguise.� His red, cat-like eyes grew wide and he laughed.

�You have masked her mark well
young Harry, I still cannot sense her.�� He was still convinced that only he
himself could remove his mark �and I sense another presence, the
littlest Potter forming nicely my pet?�

Voldemort was experiencing the
nearest thing to joy that he could, Bellatrix was here, the Issue of Mine Enemy
ritual was again possible, probable even; because there was no way in Hell
Potter would be walking away from here.� He would be stupefied then carried out
and kept alive so that he could see everyone he ever cared about being
butchered before his very green eyes.

�I�m over here Tom,� Harry said,
proud that the desperation didn�t come through his voice, he needed Belle out
of the snake�s field of vision �I brought you some prezzies.�

Voldemort turned back to Harry,
�presents?�

Harry removed the small bag from
his inner pocket and flung it in the Dark One�s direction.� He caught the bag
and up-ended it, allowing the shrunken trinkets to fall to the ground.� He then
cast the finite and looked in horror at the horcruxes at his feet.� All
of them except. . .

�You don�t have them all
Potter!�

Harry flipped the left half of
his cloak over his shoulder, revealing the Sword of Gryffindor and more
importantly to Riddle, the scabbard.

Voldemort could sense no
connection to any of the objects, they were truly dead.�

For the first time in over
sixteen years Lord Voldemort felt real fear.�

Harry felt a presence tell him
�now� and he began casting.

�Lumos Solaris!�

�Imper . . .�

�Experlliamus!�

�. . . perio!�

Harry was ready for the priori
incantatum this time and knew to hold onto his wand with both hands, the
combined spells raced back to Tom Riddle�s wand and the shades of several
people came out, men, women and a white haired child began to surround the Dark
one shouting and pointing accusatory fingers at him.� He screamed at the top of
his lungs as Harry began to strip him of his magic.� The magic needed somewhere
to go but Harry would not accept it so it flowed out of Voldemort like black
bile and began to dissipate into the air.� Some of the magic formed a cohesive
charcoal-black vapor that attempted to get under Harry�s defenses but the shades
from the evil wand held the blackness at bay.� Harry didn�t know how much
longer he could hold on, but he knew he had to win this time, or history
would repeat itself in an endless loop of resurrected dark power and death and
battle and sorrow.

�Not again Tom, never
again!� Harry shouted over the roar of voices and raw power.

The magic surrounding them
seemed to fall in on itself forming a tiny mystic singularity. �A sound like
the clap of thunder was followed by a shockwave that knocked everyone within
sight of the Burrow off their feet.� Those closest to the epicenter were hit
hardest; Harry and Tom were flung in opposite directions to land bonelessly at
least fifty feet from each other.

Harry saw a bright white light a
fraction of a second before his world went dark.

He woke lying face up in the
grass feeling his forehead being caressed by soft, gentle hands.� As his senses
returned he felt rather than saw that his head was in a lap and a young girl�s
voice was singing softly.

�Give me five
minutes more, only five minutes more

Let me stay, let me stay in your arms

Here am I, begging for, only five minutes more

Only five minutes more of your charms . . .�

Harry opened his
eyes and looked into the smiling eyes of Myrtle Frisbee Potter.

�Hello Mrs.
Potter.�

�Hello Mr.
Potter.�

�This feels nice�
they both said simultaneously; then laughed.

�I didn�t think
I�d feel anything when I crossed over, but I�m glad you�re here.�

�We haven�t
crossed over quite yet, I am going to be the guide on this crossing� a serenely
smiling Myrtle said, �we can stay a while longer, go ahead and rest my husband;
everything and everyone else can wait a while.�

Harry closed his
eyes and had the most restful sleep he�d had in, well, ever!

He woke to find
himself lying on a soft blanket, Myrtle wrapped around him as he lay on his
back.� His rolled-up cloak made for a nice pillow.

�Rested now
love?�� His newly corporal wife asked.

Harry looked
around and nodded, �yeah, I feel great!�

Then he looked
into her eyes and said, �I suppose I�ll have to get up now?�

�Only if you want
to, we have all the time in the world.�

He smiled at her
and drew her into a gentle kiss.� They made love in the green grass, completely
lost in each other.� She was unbelievably soft and fragrant and she knew how to
please her man.� When they were both completely sated she gave him a tumbler of
cool, clear water.� He drank and felt pleasantly full.

He felt, rather
than heard something over the top of the grassy slope.

�I would like to
look around, will you be with me?�

�Of course,
silly!�

He stood and then
helped her to her feet.� She felt so warm and soft and real he had to kiss her,
tenderly.� They stood entwined, locked in their tender kiss for what seemed
like days until he finally, regretfully broke the kiss.

�Maybe we should
lie down again� he suggested with a roguish wiggle of his eyebrows.

�Time for more of
that later, lover!� she chided.

He looked around
at the green expanses, they stood halfway up the slope of a gentle hill and he
could see trees in the distance.� The sky was a deep blue with just a few
clouds to break the monotony.

�Which way?� he
asked.

�Which way do you
want to go?� she rejoined.

�I�d like to see
what�s over this hill.�

Myrtle laughed and
took his hand �I knew you would; come along then!�

When they crested
the hill they saw a bewildered looking young man, not long out of school from
the looks of him.� Harry recognized the Tom Riddle from Hogwart�s fifty years
before.

�Oh thank Merlin,�
the young man said �I thought I was all alone here!�

Harry remembered
something Myrtle had said; was it weeks or months ago, he couldn�t quite
remember, how she wanted to be the one to escort Tom to the next great
adventure.� And further how everyone had the same destination, but not the same
destiny.�

Harry was at peace
with his destiny, Tom was evidently not.

Was that all there
was?� Was that the only difference between Heaven and Hell, one�s perception of
it?� If so then the powers that be had a divine sense irony.� Harry approved,
of course.

�Harry,� Myrtle
said, �I need you to go back for a while my love, I promise I�ll be waiting
right here when you return.� I need to guide Tom over the next hill.�

�Will you be right
here when I come back?� Harry asked, his voice betraying a little worry.

�Harry, remember
this, time has no meaning here, to me it will be as though you just stepped out
for a moment then came back.� Remember, I�ll be right here.� Don�t weep for me,
my husband, I�ll be waiting here for all of you.� Remember that and remember
that I�ll always love you.

�Just a kiss
before I go?�

She smiled and
kissed him, pouring all the love she had into his being, giving him something
that he�d always have with him for as long as he lived.

He woke again to
the sound of crying, the smell of burnt flesh and pain.� Pain in his arm, pain
in his head and ringing in his ears.

�Ouch?� he whispered
hoarsely.

The crying stopped
abruptly, �Harry?�

�My � own, my own
knee, Mione?� he croaked

The crying began
again but this time it was joyful, �Oh Harry, Harry, Harry . . .�

He heard Ron say,
�we thought we�d lost you mate, lie still, all right?�

�Can�t� he said as
he struggled to sit up before standing, �I have to do something first.�� He
groaned as his head spun �how bout a hand?�

Ron and Hermione
helped him to his feet.

�Tom?� he asked.

�That�s him over
there� Ron pointed to a charred husk of a man, his left arm blown off clear to
the elbow.� His breathing was labored and ragged as if he seemed intent on
getting one more breath before giving up.� Harry cast a stasis spell on the
dying wizard.

�I need to get
back to Hogwart�s, there�s something I have to do, quickly.�� He instinctively
knew the field would hold for no more than an hour, and then Tom would be truly
dead and gone.

The trio stumbled
into the kitchen and then through the fireplace to Hogwart�s�

They popped
through the green flames to see Marietta and Belle practically man-handling
Healer Dumphries and Madame Pomfrey toward the fireplace.

Marietta was the first to see Harry and she fainted.

�My Lord!� Belle
screamed as she launched herself at her husband, �oh My Lord, I thought you
were, you were . . .�

�Dead?� Harry
offered.� �I think I was, but Mrs. Potter sent me back, apparently I have to do
some things here first.�

Marietta was being helped to a bed by the same healer she was trying to kidnap
just moments before.

Belle looked
stricken, �how long before you . . .�

�Have to go back?�
No telling. Could be today, could be tomorrow, could be a few centuries from
now.� One thing I remember, time has no meaning there, a day is like a thousand
years and a thousand years is like a day.� But the parts of it I saw were
beautiful!�

Harry remembered
why he needed to get back quickly, �where can I find Jack and the other
novices?�

�They�re in the transfiguration
classroom getting debriefed� Marietta offered, sitting on the edge of the
hospital bed.

I have to see
them.� I have to do something before Riddle�s soul can be released.�

Belle and Marietta each took an arm to help him down to the Great Hall, Hermione let them take their
husband, it was after all, their right. �She walked behind alongside Ron.

Harry stopped
suddenly, �Belle, is Narcissa marked?�

Her eyes grew
suddenly wide, �yes milord!�

�Willingly?�

�No milord
husband, she was under compulsion.�

He thought for
just a moment, and then said �go find her, bring her back here.�

She hugged him
fiercely and sobbed, �thank you milord� then ran to the nearest Floo
connection.

As they entered
the classroom John Rolfe shouted �Thank Merlin, he�s here!�� The thirty six
grey robed men and women in the room all fell to their knees and bared their
left arms.� Each one bore the hated tattoo.

Harry stretched
out his hand �Where there was darkness, let there be light!� Where there
was fear, let there be hope!� And where there was emptiness, let there be love,
absum obscurum animum!�

Three dozen men and women
stiffened at the incantation and some shrieked as the tattoo and the darkness
binding their souls dissipated in a blinding light.� Those that didn�t close
their eyes were seeing spots for days afterward.� Everyone present noted that the
release spell had been preformed wandlessly.

Every grey-robed former death
eater, save one, fell to their knees to offer undying fealty to the Noble House
of Potter.

Harry looked at the one still
standing and said, �Snape, we�re done with each other,� the potion�s master
looked as though he were about to speak, Harry stopped him with a gesture
�don�t say anything, just go, if I see you again I�ll have to kill you and that
would disappoint my wives.�

For once in his life Severus
Snape had the presence of mind to just turn and leave.� Harry had already given
his attention to the former death eaters kneeling before him �I offer you the
friendship and protection of the House of Potter, you have done a great service
here and I will not forget you.�

He looked up just in time to see
a dazed and confused Narcissa Malfoy staring at the newly unmarked arms.� She
looked up at Harry and fell to her knees, baring her left arm as well.

One final �. . .absum
obscurum animum� and they were done.� Those who wanted to be free of the
dark mark were.� Those who clung to it would receive their due because after
the fall of the dark lord anyone found bearing a dark mark, freely taken, would
be summarily kissed.

As Harry turned around he saw
Hermione and Ron on their knees as well.� He smiled and shook his head.�
Reaching down to lift each to their feet he said �I have enough liegemen and
women, but what I need are two best friends, please?�

Hermione broke first and grabbed
Harry in a rib cracking hug.

�Um, Hermione?�� he squeaked.

�Um hum?�

�Breathing is good!�

�Oh!� she squeaked, then
loosened the embrace but didn�t let go.

Harry looked over to Belle and
Marie, who smiled their approval.

He rested his chin on the top of
her head and said gently, �Hermione, love, we have a wedding to go to . . .�

�If that�s a proposal the answer
is yes� she said and raised her head so that she could lock lips with the love
of her life.� She poured six years of love and longing into that, their first
kiss with the promise of many, many more.

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