epic {harry potter}

Chapter 3

NOTE: okay in this chapter you will see the present Harry and the 17 year old Harry, so as not to confuse you, let's call the '17 year old Harry' foetus Harry. Okay? Okay.

The trio stood rooted to the spot as they looked at the scene before them.

Everyone stood at two sides of the Great Hall watching in silence. Some whimpered in fear,  some lay on the ground bleeding continuosly like a flowing river with a glazed look in their eyes, some stood straight up staring defiantly staring at the two figures standing in the centre of the hall clutching their wounds tightly.

Professor McGonagall was tending to the students' injuries. She herself was injured and had a gash on her left cheek and the usually neat bun was a ball of mess.

"So Riddle? Let's end it the way you wanted it to start!" said foetus Harry softly his voice becoming more dangerous by the second. This was foetus Harry Potter. The boy who lived fighting the Dark Lord.

"Expellriamus!"

"Avada Kedavra!"

The two jets of light met. One red, one green. Now everyone present in the Great Hall had their attention to the two great wizards duel.

Yet, nobody seemed to notice a girl with flaming red hair edging towards Voldemort's back.

Ginny Weasley.

"Petrificius Totalus," Harry evidently heard Ginny cast a full Body-bind curse upon Voldermort.

Harry's jaw dropped and Hermione stifled a gasp. None of the three expected Ginny to do such a thing. Harry was meant to duel Voldermort without anyone's help.

The spell which foetus Hary had cast hit Voldermort straight into his chest. The cold red snake-like eyes rolled to the back of his head and slowly, his body disintegrated into ashes.

Harry had won.

The whole crowd burst into a round of applause and cheers. Finally, Voldermort vanished from the face of the earth. He was nothing more than a pile of ashes.

Harry gaped at the scene before him.

No, it can't be. I was meant to kill him-without anyone's help. I had to kill him personally. That's what the prophecy said.

Harry couldn't take it anymore. He ran as far as his legs could carry him and did not even know where he was running.

"Harry, stop running!" yelled Ron.

Immediately, Harry stopped in his tracks and turned around.

The disillusionment charms were wearing off Ron and Hermione and he could see their distinct body outlines.

"Headmaster's office," continued Ron nodding towards two gargoyles guarding what seemed like the statue of a bald eagle.

The trio stepped in front of the eagle, and immediately, there was a low creak and stairs appeared winding around the eagle going all the way up. It was as if they had just stepped back into time. It was just like it's usual state with the stone pensive on the headmaster's table.

As the doors silently closed behind them, they walked towards the portraits haging on the walls which were watching them. Some were snoozing comfortably in their portraits while some stared incredulously at them whereas the rest totally ignored them. But they were walking towards the largest potrait hanging just above the headmaster's desk. The portrait of Albus Dumbledore.

"Umm... Professo-?" started Harry.

"Yes, what is it Harry?" cut in Dumbledore who immediately.

The same piercing blue eyes met Harry's green ones and a small smile tugging at the side of his face.

"Remember how the prophecy said that I was to kill Voldermort without anyone's help? Well,-"

"Someome helped you?" said Dumbledore completing the sentence for him.

"Yes", continued Harry," it was Ginny. She used the Full body-bind curse on Voldermort at the exact moment my disarming spell hit him so it appears as if I had killed him but-"

Harry stopped there he could not continue anymore. Something seemed to ache in his heart he just couldn't handle the guilt as if white-hot knives were stabbing his heart a million times.

"Harry, it really isn't your fault it's-" said Hermione but Harry interupted her.

"Then whose is it? Ginny's fault?!" said Harry, his voice increasingly louder than just a moment ago.

"No what I mean is, I'm sure Ginny did it on an impulse. She probably didn't know what the prophecy said and did it thinking that it would help defeat Voldermort." continued Hermione.

"Yeah mate isn't really anybody's fault," added Ron.

"Well," said Dumbledore as he cleared his throat," if you really want to make ammendments Harry, I suppose you have to travel back in time again."

Just then, the door clicked open.

Ron and Hermione ducked under the headmaster's table, keeping as still as a statue. Harry had just enough time to slip on his invisibility cloak and stood at the side of the table.

From the cover of the cloak, he saw foetus Harry step into the headmaster's office in awe of the wonderous splendour which he remembered as it was before Snape became the headmaster.

Instantly, all the headmasters in their portraits gave foetus Harry a standing ovation as he walked in, as if he were to be some papparazzi (but he was XD)

YAY FINALLY EOYS ARE OVER!! :) Do you want Harry would go back in time to change history or will he just leave it just as it is? Leave a comment and we shall see *pedo face*

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