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As Harry arrives at the doors to the Great Hall, he finds Regulus and Hermione there.
"The snake! We've got to kill the snake!" shouts Harry.
Neville, only a few yards off, sword in hand, OVERHEARS. As his eyes shift to Voldemort and Nagini.
"Harry! Look out!" Warns Neville
Harry wheels, sees Voldemort drawing a bead on him. As Harry begins to raise his wand, Neville steps between, brandishing the sword... ... just as Voldemort's WAND BLAZES and Neville's world explodes.
Taking the full brunt of it all, Neville grimaces, watching as Voldemort's spell -- like a CURRENT OF ELECTRICITY -- races up the sword's blade to the hilt... ... and PITCHES off his feet and fifty feet back into the Great Hall.
Harry exchanges a glance with Regulus and Hermione. Their faces say it all: no one could have survived that.
The Entrance Hall EXPLODES with COUNTER-FIRE as members of the Order, students and staff return fire. Voldemort FLICKS his WAND, the AIR PRICKLING with DISTURBANCE as he SUMMONS a SHIELD of AIR insulating himself from attack. As he sweeps forward, he responds with a DEVASTATING SERIES of SPELLS and the Entrance Hall QUAKES. Harry turns and dashes...
... up the stairs, picking his way through the rubble and limp bodies strewn upon the steps, attempting to draw Voldemort -- and Nagini -- away from the others. It works.
"Nagini! With me!" He calls onto Nagini.
Voldemort, his cloak swirling like water, the great snake at his heel, strides toward the stairs and FIRES. Harry flinches as SHARDS of MARBLE rain down upon him. Wheeling, he fires back. Voldemort parries Harry's spells with frightening ease, mounting the steps and firing again and again.
Eyes darting frantically, Harry blocks the spells with a mixture of skill, instinct and pure luck. He stumbles back, FIRING WILDLY. One of his spells skitters down the steps and strikes Nagini. The snake HISSES, unharmed but ANGRY.
"Leave her" shouts Voldemort.
Voldemort's eyes glitter with RAGE, as if he himself had been struck by the spell. Harry FIRES again, purposely aiming for the snake this time. Voldemort counters with palpable FURY, spells CAROMING MADLY up and down the staircase. Harry shields his eyes briefly, then looks down and sees...
... a CLOUD OF SMOKE hanging over the stairs from Voldemort's spells, but Voldemort himself is... gone. Harry glances about frantically, then WHOOSH! The hairs on the back of Harry's neck rise. He turns.
Voldemort materializes at the top of the stairs, fires a RIBBON of FIRE at him. Harry counters it, but it is so powerful he can't deflect it. He stands, connected to Voldemort by the rippling ribbon of fire. He stumbles back, the muscles in his forearm twitching in pain. He hears a HEAVY ROLLING SOUND, like meat slapping a marble table and looks over his shoulder, downwards.
Nagini is undulating upward, over the steps, toward Harry. As the snake HISSES an oddly SIMILAR SOUND escapes Voldemort's lips as he pushes his advantage. The ribboning flames grow more intense, begin to lick the flesh of Harry's wand hand.
Harry glances once more at Nagini who draws closer, then back at Voldemort, who stares fiercely at Harry, willing the FLAMES down the ribbon of light toward Harry. Harry winces as the flames SINGE the HAIR on his knuckles. Then, summoning every bit of strength he's got, Harry...
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