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HP - Chapter 208: END
🕑 Added 2024-09-09 00:58:24 +0000 UTCJames advanced across the battlefield. He had already been healed by his healer mother and Madam Poppy Pomfrey, the Hogwarts healer who had come to help. His condition had improved significantly, though he wasn’t at 100%. His goal was to find Voldemort. They could not let him escape. If he could help his allies, he did, but he quickly continued moving forward.
He finally found the greatest dark wizard of recent times. He was engaged in a fierce duel with the most powerful white wizard of the present: Dumbledore.
Voldemort had a furious expression. Hidden within it was fear that Dumbledore was able to glimpse.
“It’s your end for now, Tom,” said Dumbledore, casting a spell that made Voldemort recoil. Voldemort roared, furious, and continued casting Unforgivable Curses with lethal precision, but it was not blind rage. It was the calculated action of a man cornered, seeking the slightest opportunity to escape.
He had already seen his army being defeated and outnumbered. Now with Dumbledore here, there was no way to emerge victorious. The best option was to escape and attack again in the future.
The hope of fleeing was extinguished when he heard James Potter’s scream.
“Protego Diabolica!”
In an instant, a circle of black fire emerged from the ground, encircling Voldemort, Dumbledore, and James. A prison rose, making escape impossible.
Voldemort could not Disapparate due to the anti-Disapparation spells, nor could he cast the counter-curse to Protego Diabolica, as Dumbledore and James would not allow it.
James slowly walked towards Voldemort while drawing his special sword. The moment had come. Wand and sword in each hand.
James and Dumbledore exchanged a glance and nodded, charging at Voldemort, who did not hesitate to attack with two Killing Curses.
James conjured a shield and hurled it at the Killing Curse. He then released his sword from his hand and sent it flying towards Voldemort, who had already sent another Killing Curse towards the sword to destroy it in the explosion.
Voldemort knew about the weapons James Potter possessed that were capable of cutting through spells, but that was only with ordinary spells, not powerful curses like the Killing Curse.
‘It’s too far away…’ thought James, deflecting the sword from the Killing Curse. To deliver a fatal blow, he needed to be closer, or Voldemort might react and defend himself. It had to be a deadly surprise attack with no chance for him to react.
The battle was fierce. The most intense James had ever experienced. Even more so than facing hundreds of enemies alone. He couldn’t use his telekinesis to immobilize or strike Voldemort, as he was continuously casting Killing Curses.
How could someone cast so many Killing Curses in succession? He had to focus on conjuring shields and using them for defense. He still couldn’t find the right moment to use his sword.
Dumbledore could keep up effortlessly and even attack Voldemort with powerful spells.
Finally, the opportunity James had been waiting for arrived. A great move by Dumbledore caused Voldemort to retreat and defend himself. For a moment, he stopped watching James, who, with the Apparition variant he had recently developed, teleported to a close distance to the dark wizard.
Without wasting any more time, he sent his sword flying towards the heart of the dark wizard.
“Useless!” shouted Voldemort, casting another Avada Kedavra at the sword, which had irritated him. He only cast Unforgivable Curses; this annoying child’s methods wouldn’t work as they did on his subordinates.
But the unexpected happened.
To his amazement, the sword not only did not disintegrate upon contact with the Killing Curse, but it also cleanly sliced through it, dividing the powerful green light into two beams that dissipated into the air.
'Now!' thought James, raising both hands, letting go of his wand to push the sword with all his strength at maximum speed.
Voldemort’s eyes widened in horror and disbelief, reflected on his usually impassive face. Even Dumbledore, who had witnessed countless magical wonders in his life, was momentarily speechless.
The sword, infused with James's magic, continued its unstoppable trajectory, advancing towards its target with deadly precision. Voldemort, now too close and without time to react, barely managed to move his wand before the blade pierced his chest. The edge cut through his robe and flesh with terrifying ease, burying itself deep in his chest.
Voldemort let out a gasp of surprise and pain, his wand falling from his hand. His body convulsed from the impact, and his eyes, filled with disbelief, were fixed on the sword now protruding from his chest.
James approached, grasping the hilt of the sword and yanking it out of Voldemort’s body. The sound of tearing flesh mixed with the gurgling of blood flowing from the dark wizard’s chest.
"You can bleed too," he remarked with a cold stare.
Blood poured from Voldemort’s chest, staining his dark robes and the ground beneath him. For the first time, the Dark Lord, who had instilled fear in so many hearts, looked weak and vulnerable. He fell to his knees, life slipping away slowly as he gazed at the bloodied sword in James’s hand.
"I know your secret. Horcruxes, huh?" James said, making Voldemort lift his head and look at him with his red eyes, which for the first time showed a clear fear in their gaze.
"It doesn’t matter how many times you come back; I will kill you. I will be your reaper," James declared.
With those final words, James raised the sword once more and, with a single fluid motion, decapitated Voldemort. The dark wizard’s head fell to the ground, rolling a few meters before stopping, while his body crumpled. But before it could touch the ground, Voldemort’s body began to disintegrate, turning into ashes that scattered into the air, carried by an invisible wind.
‘It’s over,’ thought James, falling to the ground and looking up at the sky, exhausted. In both his lives, he had never been so drained, but he felt a great relief. It was finally all over.
Finally, his family and friends were safe. Although he suspected that Voldemort had more than one Horcrux given his murderous nature, it would be much easier to neutralize him if he tried to come back.
He could finally have a normal life.
"Well done, young man," Dumbledore said with a smile as he approached James. The old man was also sweating and tired. He knew the secret of the Horcruxes, but that was a problem for the future.
"Thank you, Headmaster. If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t have been able to defeat him," James said with a slight smile.
"Don’t take all the credit. We had this chance to end it all thanks to the inventions of you and your friends," Dumbledore said, looking at a simple ring in his hand. A very effective communication method.
"Also thanks to Dai Ryusaki and Regulus, who informed me about the attack," James commented.
"Oh, that's right. So, Regulus is the spy. A very brave young man and a Black. Curious," said Dumbledore, in good spirits despite his fatigue. Peace would finally return.
"We still have a lot to do, but for now, let's celebrate a bit tonight’s victory," Dumbledore said as he flicked his wand, casting the counter-curse to Protego Diabolica, causing the black fire to dissipate.
Many people were already waiting behind the fire. As the flames disappeared, they looked towards Dumbledore and James, who was lying down nervously. His eyes searched for Voldemort.
The battle against Voldemort’s army had ended. The forces of the Ministry and the Orders had won. Many Death Eaters surrendered upon realizing they could die, which facilitated the end.
"Voldemort has been defeated!" Dumbledore exclaimed, and everyone erupted in cheers, raising their wands to cast fireworks of different colors into the sky, which was growing clearer by the minute.
A throng of people rushed towards James. The first to arrive were Gwen, Sirius, Lupin, Toby, and Severus. Soon, his parents and other family members arrived, embracing him and saying incomprehensible things due to the shouting. This far surpassed the celebrations of the Gryffindor Quidditch team.
Then came his Hogwarts friends, the Longbottoms, the Lovegoods, the Prewetts, his in-laws, Andromeda, and Alphard Black, etc.
He was then carried through the air and brought to Potter Manor, which was in terrible condition. The journey was filled with hugs, grips, and tugs toward him; it was chaotic, but James had a sincere smile on his face that he hadn’t had in a long time.
The last hours of the night were long. Dawn came, and James stayed awake, talking with people he barely knew, offering them his company as they mourned their losses. He saw them cry, took their hands, and received countless words of thanks.
Dumbledore was right; there was much to do, but James was happy and didn’t mind the exhaustion.
He could finally live a peaceful life with his friends and family. He would make the most of his last two years at Hogwarts.
Freed from his responsibilities as a leader, advisor, and savior, James was in the living room of Potter Manor with his family, in-laws, and closest friends.
There was a large hole in the door that allowed all the sunlight to come in, but it would be fixed later.
Gwen was sitting on his lap, hugging him with her eyes closed. She was very tired.
“You did well, my brother!” Sirius shouted, raising his voice as he hugged Regulus, who accepted the embrace reluctantly.
“Embrace the great spy!” Gideon shouted, and many people hugged him against his will, but a faint smile appeared on his face.
“How noisy,” Gwen murmured, complaining.
“Let me get up, please,” James said, prompting Gwen to lift herself a bit grumpily.
James went to a corner and began searching for something in his ring. Most people watched his strange actions in confusion.
Finally, he pulled out a small, black square box. Holding it in his hand, he turned around and walked back to the armchair where he had been before. Gwen had sat down and was leaning against the backrest, her eyes half-closed from sleep.
“That’s it! That’s it!” Fabian moaned with excitement, giving his brother rough pats on the back.
“We already know, be quiet and watch,” said Molly, his older sister, and his brother obeyed immediately.
“Gwen. Hey, Gwen,” James called repeatedly, and Gwen finally opened her eyes, surprised to see James kneeling and looking at her.
“Mm, what’s happening?” Gwen asked, confused. Her exhaustion made it hard for her to think quickly.
“Will you marry me?” James asked, opening the box to reveal a beautiful golden ring with a large gem in the center. It wasn’t a normal ring, of course. It had several enhancements that James had added with ancient runes.
Gwen’s sleepy eyes widened suddenly. Her drowsy state vanished, and she leaped out of the armchair, covering her mouth with her hands.
‘I should have been more dressed up for this occasion,’ Gwen thought, trying to control her excitement. Her clothes were dirty, muddy, and torn in some places from cuts. Her face was also dirty, and her hair was a mess.
A smile spread across Gwen’s face as she replied without hesitation, “Yes, I accept!”
A smile appeared on James’s face as he took the ring and placed it on the ring finger of Gwen’s right hand.
Everyone erupted once more in cheers, applause, and congratulations to the newly engaged couple as they rushed to embrace them.
[THE END]
Author's Note:
This is the end of James and his friends' journey. Thank you all for your support, comments, and power stones. Thanks to those who followed the story to the end. This was the first serious story that I wrote and finished. I’m happy about that, even though there are mistakes from which I learned with this fanfic. The main error was James’s first year at Hogwarts, which was too long and had no real plot, just jokes, and relationships, but at least I enjoyed writing it XD.
Again, thanks to everyone. I hope you have a wonderful life, and I hope, you continue to read my stories in the future. See you.
Nathe07
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THEREAL_UB94
Hope to see more from you!!
Guido
Thanks. WD will be the priority, but I already have some ideas for a new ff. There will be a vote soon.
KimuraKo
congratulations. do you plan to focus only on WD or start writing something new?
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