"The End"

Author: Guitarzac
Category: General, Drama
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Harry Potter is the property of J.K. Rowling. Characters and situations are used without permission, no infringement is intended.
Summary: A Ravenclaw reveals how Voldemort was finally defeated.

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I was in my first year a Hogwarts. I was rich, and had been born into a pureblood family, even more pure than the Malfoys. All of my relatives were Slytherins, and all were supporters of Voldemort. Startled, are you, that I mention his name? Why shouldn't I? I, who brought about his death? I, who established peace between all magical people everywhere?

At this time, Harry Potter had already graduated from Hogwarts. He had joined the Ministry of Magic and had become one of the Unspeakables. I was twelve years younger than him. I knew his story, and I knew that he had been trying to defeat Voldemort for many years. I also knew that he had fail every time. I was determined to kill him.

My first great shock was when I was sorted. The Sorting Hat put me in Slytherin, of course, but that, as I was to see, was not final. After the feast, Professor McGonagal asked me to come to her office, which I did. In it, I saw that the stool and the Sorting Hat were in the middle of the floor. McGonagal explained to me that the hat had told her that he had made a mistake, and that I was really supposed to be in Ravenclaw. This shocked me, for all of my family, back to the very first wizard and witch (Niero and Thymia Zilku, c. 19867 BC) had been Ravenclaw, and I knew that they all, dead or alive, would be upset that I had broken their evil streak. After my family had rejected me, near the end of the school year (an upsetting time for me, for I knew that I would not be welcome at my home) I first saw Voldemort. He had broken into Hogwarts, his spirit entering Dumbledore himself, and leaving his own body to be carried away by Wormtail. Dumbledore/Voldemort called a meeting of all the students and teachers in great hall. After everyone was assembled, He revealed who he really was, and preformed the Killing Curse on the entire school, a few of us escaped, because some had run from the hall before the curse was performed, some had dawdled in the halls, and some had decided to stay in their dormitories and common rooms. After Voldemort had left, a Gryffindor fifth year that had survived called a meeting in the Hufflepuff common room. Everyone came, and we counted about fifty-four students that had survived. We all worked to remove the bodies, and eventually they were all stacked in empty classrooms. Over four hundred people had died. From then on, I hated Voldemort.

It was one month before the return to Hogwarts. My family had kept me locked up in my room, and magicked breakfast and dinner onto my desk. Every day was the same. I would get up at eight every morning, my breakfast would be magicked in at eight thirty, I sat and did nothing all day, and then my dinner came at six thirty. They were hardly even meals. Just a piece of toast and a bowl of dry cereal for breakfast, and a peanut butter sandwich for dinner.

All day I would sit on my bed and think of ways to get back at Voldemort. My parents rejoiced at what he had done. At first, I was worried about those last few days at Hogwarts. But the house elves worked as usual, and Sirius Black (whose named had been cleared) took control of Hogwarts for the last week. We got on the train as usual, and went home.

On August the second, I saw Voldemort again. Right after breakfast, Mother knocked on the door and screeched, "Get up! Get dressed in you best clothes! We'll have company today!" That was very exciting, for it was a change in my boring life. Company! Well, whoever it was, I would be sure to be polite, and to impress them. Not so, I soon found out.

When I went downstairs, I saw who the company was. It was Lord Voldemort. I gasped, and he said, "Well well well, what have we here? One of the survivors! How did you escape?" "I-I ran w-when you said who y-you were," I stammered. "Ahh, well, you were scared of your Master then?" "Y-y-yes Lord." "Are you still faithful to me then, enough to call me your Lord and Master?" "Yes, sir." "Don't lie to me! I know of your plots to kill me. I know all. I am Lord Voldemort!"

I cringed, and some tears found their way out of my eyes. My parents gasped and sent me to my room. I went gladly, and I listened through the floor. I heard everything I needed to know.

Using Voldemort's information, I followed him. I heard him mention taking over Hogwarts and turning it into a school for the Dark Arts, and I heard that he would be going there in the form of a new teacher. I unlocked my window be magic, and transformed. No one new this, but I was a bird Animagus. I was an eagle. I flew the distance to my friend Alyssa's house, which was on the other side of town. I told her everything, and I asked her to take me in. Since her parents hated Voldemort, I knew I would be safe here. She immediately told her parents what had happened, and they agreed to let me stay with them and to bring me to Platform Nine and Three Quarters to catch the Hogwarts Express.

At Hogwarts, I immediately told Sirius Black what had happened, and he told Harry Potter, who in turn informed Arthur Weasly, who was now the Minister of Magic. They set a trap for Voldemort.

This trap was to happen as soon as Voldemort got of the school train. I knew that he would be in disguise, and that his fake name would be Professor Ignatius Hilmar. As soon as he stepped of the train, Sirius shook his hand and said, "Professor Hilmar? I am Sirius Black, Hogwarts' temporary Headmaster. Right this way." He led Voldemort into his office, and said, "I'm sorry if this disturbs you, but all new teachers must undergo an inspection." He proceeded to check the man's wand, which emitted only sparks when tested, and then, Harry stepped in the room. "Sorry to interrupt," he said, "but the sorting will be starting soon." Harry noticed that Voldemort shifted slightly when he saw who Harry was. "We'll be right down," said Sirius. At that moment, I leapt from my hiding place and stunned and bound Voldemort with my wand. Then Arthur Weasley walked in. "Good work," he said, and pulled a bottle of Verituserum from his pocket. He put ten drops in Voldemort's mouth, and then magically woke him up. "Are you Lord Voldemort?" Sirius asked. "Yes," said the drugged figure. The questioning continued, and then Voldemort had the Dementor's Kiss performed on him. And that is how I defeated Lord Voldemort. Later, I credited Harry Potter, since he was well known, and since I knew that if my family knew what I had done, that they would kill me.

Eleven years later, I met Harry Potter's son. We fell in love and got married. And that is how I became Mrs. Eleanor Maria Zilku Potter, although I left out the Zilku part, for I wished to never have anything to do with them again. I was the defeater of Lord Voldemort.