𝙳𝙰𝙽𝙳𝙴𝙻𝙸𝙾𝙽𝚂 [𝙵𝚁𝙴𝙳 𝚆𝙴𝙰𝚂𝙻𝙴𝚈]

CHAPTER 99-Fulfilling The Prophecy and The Final Battle

Lord Voldemort was standing in the middle of the Forbidden Forest with all his followers standing behind him. Rubeus Hagrid was tied down to his knees by Death Eaters, Harvey Riddle was standing beside Bellatrix Lestrange, him not being able to look at anyone. It felt as if something inside him was eating him up. He's killed before but for some reason killing (Y/N) it felt different. 

"No sign of them, My Lord." A Death Eater spoke. Lord Voldemort opened his eyes as he glared at the man before walking forward, Bellatrix following behind him. 

"I thought they will come," He breathed out, turning around to look at them all. Bellatrix kept her head down with a small pout. He started making his way towards Harvey before stopping in his tracks, turning around. 

Harry Potter was making his way towards the group, his gaze on Voldemort. "Harry? No! What are you doing here?" Hagrid called out to him but Harry didn't want to spare him a glance. 

Voldemort face turned into a scowl at the sight of the raven-haired boy but looked behind him only to see he came alone. Looking back at Harry, he spoke, "Where are your dear cousins?!"

Harry glanced at Harvey, who was already looking at him before his gaze fell back to the Dark Lord, "They're dead. Congratulations, you get to kill me as my cousins are already dead. You win." 

Lord Voldemort turned back around at his followers before he started laughing, everyone started following but Narcissa Malfoy and Harvey Riddle. The woman had tears brimming her eyes before looking at the ground, trying her best not to get seen crying. Harvey just looked at Voldemort with a small scowl before approaching Narcissa.

"(Y/N) and Oliver Black are dead!" Voldemort shouted with a small laugh, everyone laughing as some cheered, "I would have wanted to do it myself but guess i'll just stick with Potter!"

"Narcissa, i'm really sorry about the twins, I knew how much they meant to you." Harvey whispered to the woman. Although the woman looked at him with her eyes narrowed at the boy, "You don't know anything, don't act like you cared about them because I did, they were like my kids." 

The laughter died down along with the cheers as Voldemort turned around to look at Harry. "Harry Potter. The Boy Who Lived. Come to die." The snake slithering down to be next to Voldemort. 

Slowly raising the Elder Wand and pointed it at the boy in front of him, Harry taking a breath before closing his eyes, "AVADA KEDAVRA!" A green bolt of light hitting the raven-haired boy in the chest. 

The darkness taking over him, although moments later his eyes opened, the white light surrounding him almost blinding him. Slowly getting himself off the ground as he looked around. A bench caught his eye, as he walked over towards it, he crouched down and jumping back slightly. 

He saw two small creatures curled up in blood, "You can't help." Looking away from the creatures he straight himself up as he saw Dumbledore, "Harry, you wonderful boy. You brave, brave man. Let us walk."

They slowly started walking, Harry looking around at his surroundings as he walked by Dumbledore's side. "Professor, what is that?" Harry asked, glancing back at the bench. 

"Something beyond of either our help." Dumbledore spoke, turning around to look at the bench before turning back around to continue their walk, "A part of Voldemort sent here to die."

"And exactly, where are we?" Harry asked. 

"I was going to ask you that. Where would you say that we are?" Dumbledore countered, looking around the place. 

"Well...it looks like King Cross station." Harry replied, looking at the man. "Only cleaner. And without all the trains." 

"Kings Cross, is that right?" Dumbledore hummed, looking around, "This is, as they say, your party. I expect you now realize that you, (Y/N), Oliver and Voldemort have been connected by something other than fate, since that night in Godric's Hollow all those years ago. And the Graveyard."