Harry addressed them, quickly, �Teams north, south and east, as well as Dumbledore and Moody: West team has been taken, repeat, west team has been taken, it�s a trap. Send in team black, I will follow at a safe distance and report the disarmaments and any hiding masses. I�m going in, over and out.�

He entered the house, dread filling his mind. He caught up quickly and made note that each doorway had its own spell. He called the location and words of the spell Bellatrix used as they went through the house towards the back. They entered what Harry assumed had once been a bedroom. There he was. Voldemort. Harry froze on the spot. It was the first time he had ever been that scared.

Bellatrix pushed the captives forward as snape bowed to him. I deliver to you top officials of the crusade against you, my lord. Harry thought he might vomit. Then the tortures began. They had bound them and began, one by one, to try and pry information from them. Harry was receiving urgent messages in his ear from Dumbledore and Moody to not let his presence known until absolutely necessary, that the black team is almost there. He stood in a corner, gritting his teeth, unable to look away as they performed the cuactious curse on Leslie. She screamed in agony and lay on the floor, convulsing, when they let it off of her. Still, she would not talk and she actually spit in Bellatrix�s face when the questioning continued.

Belatrix had enough and rose her wand to Leslie�s chest Leslie stared her in the eye, defiantly, as Belatix began the killing curse. �Avad--� she had stopped speaking mid word but her mouth was still moving as if she was trying to speak but the sound would not come. Leslie smiled, looking relived.

Just then, a shower of stunning spells came shooting towards death eaters from all over the room. They fell to the floor and immediately the tables turned. Voldemort screamed with rage and called for the rest of the death eaters to come to his aid. None came.

�We�ve disbanded them, you evil son of a bitch!� a voice called from somewhere on the other side of the room. Harry breathed a sigh of relief as the unconscious death eaters were picked up by invisible forces and carried out of the room.

Voldemort stood up and pointed his wand at snape. �You�ve been a spy for Dumbledore all this time haven�t you?!�

Snape smiled icily. �You should never have tried to kill her. I told you she was no threat. Now she has lived all these years as a muggle, her mind altered so that she hates everything to do with me, and my world. All for her own safety. She was the only woman I ever loved!� His face was full of emotion as Voldemort raised his wand.

He glared menacingly at snape, �Avada--�

�I don�t think that�s a good idea,� Harry had placed the tip of his wand against Voldemort�s face and lowered the hood of his invisibility cloak. He heard a collective gasp and Snape stared at him in amazement. �Drop your wand. Drop. It. NOW!�

He actually thought Voldemort was going to drop it there for a moment but instead he turned and attempted to backhand Harry. He jumped back, but he had lost his edge of surprise and Voldemort was now far enough away that he could possibly dodge anything Harry shot at him. Harry cursed under his breath. Voldemort tossed a stunner at Harry which was quickly brushed aside by a shield spell.

�This will never work, you know. Remember the last time we dueled? Our wands are brothers, they are useless against one another!� Harry watched as Voldemort considered this.

�Well then, Potter, I will have to get rid of you wand! Take it!�

Harry was about to laugh when he saw movement out of the corner of his eye. Wormtail had been hiding behind the chair-in rat form-and was now back in human form; diving for Harry�s wand.

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