A Sirius Mistake

End of a bitter war

Harry POV

He's alive! I cant believe it, there he is, in the flesh, my godfather. Yes the one i saw die in front of me, survivors of the curse!

Our eyes lock across the hall, its been 3 years since that has ever happened. He looks more rough, his suit is tattered and torn and his hair has less neat curls and is more scruffy. His beard has overgrown a little but his eyes, his welcoming brown eyes haven't aged a day.

He smiles at me with the most joy ive ever saw him smile, i return it and start to make my way towards him.

Suddenly i see a shadow in the corner of my eye, hairs prickle on the back of my neck and a jet of green light heads for my face.

I grab my wand and shoot back towards....Voldemort. Our spells connect and he pushes further by moving down the steps. I throw my spell so rubble falls between us, giving me time to stab this bloody snake.

It hisses towards me as i approach it causally, holding the basilisk fang firmly in my hand. As i approach the snake, i see again that same shadow in the corner of my eye. Assuming the worst i run towards the only escape i can thing of. Over the wall, down on the lower stairs.

As i fall and my body hits the ground, the fang comes loose from my grip and lands a few feet away. I crawl as fast as i can to grab it, but it disintegrates before me.

I look up to see the green snake eyes staring down at me. I run before his spell disintegrates me.

I run through into an attic room, Voldemort right on my toes. I twist around to see his pale face right in front of mine.

He screams and punches me. I fall on the floor, banging my head on the wall. He screams again and kicks me, making me fly forward.

"Hey, are you okay?" I tease.

He screams and slaps me down my right cheek, it stinks like hell, but i try not to show him weakness.

"You were right! When you told Professor Snape the wand was failing you. It will always fail you!" I smirk,

He moves forward, ready to kill.

"I killed Snape." He hisses, spitting all over me.

"But what if that wand never belonged to Snape? What if its allegiance was always to someone else? Come on, Tom. Let's finish this the way we started it. Together!" I shout, i wrap my arms around his neck and we tumble down the side of the castle.

My mind fills with his voice, i cannot see him anymore, just black mist that surrounds me, however i can hear him, whispering, whispering my name. My mind is jumbled with too many things, its going to explode. I cant feel my feet anymore, I'm not in control. Is this how I'm going to die?

My thoughts get interrupted by my body impacting against the floor. We roll and roll, until I'm face first against the cold, stone floor outside. I can't feel my legs and my vision is blurred. I feel around for my wand, and i cant find it.

My vision starts to clear, i see my wand a few feet away, now this isn't going to disintegrate from me! I look over to see Voldemort heading for his wand. I crawl towards mine and we reach it at the same time.

"Avada Kadarva!"

"Expelliarmus!"

We scream in sync. Our spells meet and collide against each other, sparks flying in all directions.

Suddenly our spells drop, as i notice Voldemort looks like he is in searing pain. I look at him closely wondering what is causing it. The snake! They did it, they killed it. The final Horcrux, i can do it, I CAN KILL HIM!