Dreams No Mortal Ever Dreamed Before

The last chapter for today and it is the final battle. Since I suck with fighting scenes, it is surely not the best chapter but it will do. Enjoy!


24. Ricochet


Into chaos.


They were in a graveyard with old gravestones being covered with ivy and to their right was a abandoned church where Harry could see the flashes of curses of wizards and witches fighting.


Bracing his shoulders he followed Dumbledore down the small cobble path until he could see Moody who was being cornered by the brunette wizard from the ministry, Crabbe.


Harry closed his eyes reaching out to find Riddle and once he did he began to syphon off his anger and rage, his eyes turning scarlet. Dumbledore was just watching but Harry did not bother to say something, he just turned to the fighting wizards and raised his wand.


“Avada kedavra.” The green light from Harry's wand hit Crabbe on the back, making him crumble to the ground obviously dead.


Moody hurried over his eyes for a moment on Harry's scarlet ones but the young wizard did not care.


“Where is Snape?” Harry asked.


Moody pointed to the church. “Inside. We must have killed half of them by now with little casualties so far.”


Nodding grimly Harry turned to leave when Dumbledore's voice held him back.


“Do not let his fury overtake you Harry no matter what are the odds. It will lead to nothing good.”


For a moment Harry's eyes returned to green but then they changed back and he stepped into hell.


The first Death Eater he stumbled over was a small chubby wizard, with honey blond hair who was cornering Tonks. The young witch was giving as much as she was taking, her hair today a bright red.


As he passed he casually cast a petricus totalus on the wizard and he could see when Tonks cast a killing curse on him.


There were a group of wizards and witches to the back of the church and Harry could see among them Hermione who expertly cast one curse after the other, showing Death Eaters what a muggleborn witch was capable off.


Turning to his left his eyes found the one he had been searching for, Snape circling around Bellatrix who had a green light like a bubble around her body.


“Cruciatus!” Harry yelled but the curse just hit the bubble and ricochet through the room, with Harry just barely jumping out of its way.


Snape looked up at that and Bellatrix used that moment to cast her favourite curse on him.


The force of it threw the tall frame of the potion master into the next wall with a crack and left his body convulsing on the ground. Bellatrix was cackling obviously delighted in torturing him.


Feeling fury sweep through his body Harry growled darkly and wanted to point his wand at her again when he felt a gentle prodding on his mind.


Snape.


'Do not cast a stupid curse Potter, it will only be hurled back at you from
her protective curse.'


Another curse ripped through the potion master and through their link Harry could feel the anguish he felt, as it burned his right arm.


Now angry beyond believe Harry took a stone and hauled it into the witch’s direction seeing it passing through the armour. All right so he needed to fight the muggle way here.


With one howl of fury Harry began to run into Bellatrix's direction not stopping when a couple of curses brushed his arms and tackled the surprised witch to the ground her wand flying to the side.


Hovering above her Harry could see the fear in her eyes at being without a wand to protect herself. Leaning closer Harry spit in her face.


“Now we are doing it the muggle way honey,” he hissed and began to choke her. She struggled for a moment but unseen pulled a knife out of her robe stabbing it into Harry's side.


The bitch must have hidden it inside her robe and he could feel the blood seeping through his shirt, ruining it in the process.


It hurt like hell but he did not let go of her neck, clinging to it with all his might everything around him fuzzy because the green bubble was still around them.


Her struggle got weaker but Harry did not let go and finally the lights when out of her eyes, ending the protection curse around them.


Toppling to the ground Harry grunted with pain but Snape was by his side instantly.


His hand pushed up Harry's shirt to examine the damage done, his other hand gently cupping the boy's cheek.


“I need to pull the knife out,” he apologized and then a pain like nothing he had ever felt before washed through Harry making him howl with pain.


His breathing was ragged and he felt something being poured over the wound while Snape cradled his body in his arms.


A couple of curses must have hit Snape on his face because he showed bruises and small cuts. His black hair was tied back at the base of his neck but a couple of strands were covering his face.


“Shhhh, give it a minute to heal the wound,” he muttered into Harry's hair and the boy held onto his black eyes that now showed fear.


'For me. He is afraid of me dying' Harry thought baffled.


Closing his eyes for a moment his hand took Snape's and squeezed it.


“I am fine,” he whispered the pain now dulled to something bearable.


Reluctantly Snape helped him sit up but still held him close, his raw lips brushing over Harry's.


“You are far from fine Potter,” he grunted and brushed some soot from Harry's cheek. “But it will have to do for now.”


Harry accepted that and pushed himself up from the ground, Snape by his side to assist him if necessary. A searing pain swept though his body from his side but Harry ignored it and peered around.


Snape pointed to a room to the side. “He is in there, only Nagini and that rat Pettigrew guarding him. I managed to cast sectumsempra on him before Lestrange engaged me in a fight.”


“Fine, let's do it,” Harry replied and they walked over to the door pushing it open.


The sight was sad, Voldemort sitting on a wooden bench, his snake by his side and Pettigrew at his feet. Blood was running down his body from several large cuts that Snape's curse had caused.


“Harry Potter,” he said once his eyes rested on them. “And Severus Snape. Are you here to kill me?”


Without one word Harry raised his wand and with a flick of it Nagini was hurled through the room and another curse out down Pettigrew.


“Actually I am,” Harry said through gritted teeth. He felt Snape raising his wand with him but Voldemort's cackle stopped them.


“I would reconsider this because if I have to go I take you with me.”


Snape snorted obviously not falling for the trick and both wizard uttered their killing curse at the same time, the scarlet curse ripping through the air, hitting Riddle in the chest.


But something was not right and at the same moment Harry saw a little box in Riddle's lap which obviously triggered by him sent another curse their way.


Snape saw it too late to jump out of its way but Harry screamed in agony and flung himself between the curse and his lover. An excruciating pain started to burn his body from the inside as he crumbled to the ground, fiery agony in every limp of his body.


“Harry...” Snape muttered pulling the younger wizard to his chest. “No...”


It was very likely the first time Harry saw true anguish in Snape's face, his black eyes burning with terror as some droplets of tears fell on Harry's cheek.


'He is crying, for me,' Harry thought but felt his life slipping from his body and so he clung to those black eyes desperately.


His eyes had returned to their normal green colour and he brushed over Snape's cheeks.


“I did not think you capable of crying Snape,” he whispered before he felt the last breath leaving his body.


Could I be so callous to let Harry die? Apparantly there are some more chapters ahead of us so very likely no. You will have to wait till tomorrow to find out. Nice dreams!