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Last Stand

By: Hige
folder Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Snape
Rating: Adult
Chapters: 3
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Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters nor do I make any money from this... sadly
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Shit it didn't work…



 



 



Warning: Just a
general take on what would happen in the final battle… a more psychological
take on what would happen if Harry tried using the Avada Kedavra curse on
Voldemort. You guys can decide whether or not Book 6 happened. If it did happen
just imagine Harry already found all the Horcrux's and destroyed them, or that
it never happened. Dumbles is dead though, that didn't change. It's not a long
story so most of this info is just background.



It's just 3 chapters
long. The if is finished so I just have to post it. The first of course is the
shortest. And the last has a Snape part



Summery: My take on
the Final Battle as Harry is finally face to face with Voldemort.



Prologue: Last Stand style='font-family:Verdana'>~ Shit it didn't work…



Harry's point of view.



This is the end. It's
now me against him. This is where it has to end, if it doesn't end here, its
just going to continue until one of us falls from exhaustion with all these
battles one after the other with my training during all this. It will just end up
me being the one who falls, I am more human then he is by now. He looks like a
monster, a monster of his own creation. But a demon who was created by his own.
That is how it is now. Human against monster. David vs. Goliath. Dumbledore
against Grindelwald. Inevitably it has to be The Bow-Who-Lived vs. Lord
Voldemort. Harry Potter against Tom Marvolo Riddle. The circle has once again
been completed like for all eternity. Good against Evil. Light Against Dark.



But why is it that I
don't feel so Light anymore?



I am standing here
against our so called "Modern Devil." The evil has risen now… And I
don't feel like I could go through with this.



My wand is at his
throat with the killing words at the top of my tongue looking down in his snake
red eyes.



We are the same,
aren’t we? Almost the same paths, the same need to be seen other then a
worthless freak.



The only difference is
that our paths chose us differently. Is that because when he was around we
needed evil, and I was born because someone needed to go against the evil, so I
turned good? When he was around it was after Grindelwald fall. Maybe the fates
realized that it was getting too peaceful, so they decided Tom Riddle had to
become evil in order for there to be equality in the world. Was this whole
thing because the gods and fate are playing with human kind and Tom Riddle got
the short straw in life?



Was our whole creation
because we needed to please the gods? Good and Evil always need to be around.
There was Dumbledore and Grindelwald. Am I just like them? To live as I was
made to live and to die after my purpose is finished?



Is there no point in
all this? No point in killing an evil because afterwards there will just be
another one. One dies and another appears. The circle that this world goes
through is finally getting to me…



What the hell is
happening? This isn't the time to be thinking this.



Had he put a spell on
me that I just didn't sense going off?



Are these thoughts
even natural?



It feels like forever
that I was thinking, but it only has been a couple of seconds.



His hand moves.



React.



"Avada
Kedavra"



The killing words
spoken with as much feeling I was trained to feel.



Shit…



It didn't work.



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