𝙈𝙚𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙤𝙞𝙖 || harry potter

𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙛𝙞𝙛𝙩𝙮 𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙚, 𝙫𝙤𝙙𝙠𝙖 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙗𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙠𝙛𝙖𝙨𝙩

𝘁𝗵𝗿𝗲𝗲 𝗱𝗮𝘆𝘀 𝗮𝗴𝗼.

It was all happening in slow motion.
Sirius' body fell through the veil, Cassie's dropping soon after.

Bellatrix watched it all unfold, laughing hysterically.

Harry broke free from Moody, chasing after Bellatrix.

"I killed Sirius Black!" she cackled. "You coming to get me?"

Harry had his mind set on thing only, making her pay.

"Crucio!" he shouted, knocking Bellatrix to the floor as she gasped.

"𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘷𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯 𝘪𝘵 𝘏𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘺. 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘬𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘮. 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘵. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘏𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘺." 𝘝𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘴 𝘷𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘢𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘮.

Bellatrix whimpered slightly as Harry stood over her, the spell beginning to wear off.

Voldemort was right. He knew the spell. Two simple words and she'd be gone. It's what deserved.

Bellatrix began to laugh maniacally.
Voldemort had apperated behind him.

"Do it!" he told Harry.

Harry turned and drew his wand, but Voldemort was much quicker in disarming him.

"So weak."

Green flames erupted from one of the many fire places in the Ministry, Dumbledore stepping out.

"It was foolish of you to come here tonight Tom. The Aurors are on their way." Dumbledore told Voldemort who looked stunned.

"By which time I shall be gone, and you shall be dead."

Dumbledore threw Harry aside as Voldemort drew his wand.
Voldemort diverted Dumbledores spell, breaking as many statues and objects as he could.

A ball of fire from Voldemorts mouth quickly grew, engulfing the room as it turned into a serpent.
Voldemort cackled as he unleashed the beast, but Dumbledore fought back.
He was encaged in a sphere of water, being controlled and drowned by Dumbledore.

Voldemort broke free, his spell knocking everyone off of their feet and shattering every window pane in the building.
Glass shards rained from the sky, landing scattered all over.
Voldemort raised his wand, summoning the shards to himself and sending them flying at Harry and Dumbledore.
The glass disintegrated through Dumbledores shield, creating a sandstorm of glass.

Voldemort dissapeared. One moment he was there, and then he wasn't.

Harry gasped and fell to the floor.

"𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘷𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘯." Harry said, though it wasnt truly him.

Every heartbreaking moment in his life, flashed before his eyes.

"Harry." Dumbledore reached.

"𝘚𝘰 𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘬. 𝘚𝘰 𝘷𝘶𝘯𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦. 𝘓𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘦."