A Battlefield So Aptly Chosen

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A battlefield so aptly chosen

 

Word Count: 381

 

It had been a long time – an endless rift that seemed to stretch out into eternity. A silence as cold as the eyes of his nemesis had blanketed the landscape. In reality it had been only a few moments that had slipped by.

 

Ron’s body lay at his feet in an unnatural distortion – breath still caught in his chest but the fight had been tortured from his best friend.

 

Vindictive sneers of malice and pleasure were spread amply across the faces concealed behind the twisted masks that so many had seen as the final image before they died.

 

There would be no return without victory, no retreat to a safer place as there had been before.

 

A battlefield so aptly chosen, was frozen in time by a Lord and a boy; no one else there mattered nor dared to utter a syllable or drink a breath passed their lips.

 

Eons of heroes and villains had seen their greatest trials and survived them – good could not always triumph over evil – this much Harry knew. It had consumed his thoughts until now. He knew the pain his father had suffered at the same hand that his best friend now suffered – the murderer of so many, a bringer of death.

 

Harry held the stone glare that Voldemort fixed upon him with one of contempt and resolution. It would not be he who was defeated. The destruction of the past could not be repeated again – no boy would face the torment that he had; lose their parents, be scarred by a Horcrux, see his friends die to protect him and see them writhe around in pain at his feet rather than leave his side.

 

Tears stung at the back of his eyes as the suffering he had seen and heard reeled around inside his mind, a kaleidoscope of pain and persecution – one he would end now.

 

The tears that threatened did not fall as Harry raised his wand and Voldemort laughed – a chorus of hatred and spite that was echoed by those that stood hooded around them.

 

“So Harry – are you ready to die?†The condescension only steeled Harry’s resolve instead of chilling his blood.

 

“Harry – no.†Ron rasped as he tired to stand in his friends defence.

 

“No, Ron. It’s time I ended this.â€

[Evie_Nitram]

Ohhh I missed this one... I like it... very much my style of content...

 

I could go all English Graduate on you now... except I'm not, and I can't be bothered...

 

Very good dude!! Worthy entry!

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You go English Graduate I go Voldemort lol XD

 

Wait a minute...hehehehe

 

Can't say I'm surprised you missed it -cough- XD but hey! Glad you liked it