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He stood there, watching, waiting, feeling, knowing, that something was going to happen, go wrong. It always did, anything he was involved in went terribly in some way shape or form. And such a well known trial like the Malfoy’s? He gulps, looking over at where Andy held Teddy, he knew he shouldn’t have allowed them to bring him. But everyone else had strong armed him into it.
“The war is over, Harry.”
“It’ll be perfectly safe, Harry.”
“Teddy won't be in any danger, I promise.”
“The ministry is better now with Kingsley in charge.”
And then the first explosion went off.
Jemping to his feet, he stood in front of Andy, backing her into a wall as she clutched Teddy to her chest tightly. Clenching his teeth, he scans the room, filtering out the screams of pain and panic to focus on the important parts. The attackers . Black cloaks eerily similar to that of the Death Eaters, but rather than the normal skull masks it was clowns. Their demented faces gleam in the bright lighting of the courtroom. Holding his wand so tightly that his knuckles whiten, Harry narrows his eyes. The fight is fast, hard. Chaos reigns as he deflects and shields as many spells as he possibly could, taking them in place of those behind him when he couldn't. And then a mask is ripped off.
Seamus Finnigan is revealed. Dean Thomas. Susan Bones. Harry gulps, staring at his fellow classmates in horror, what were they doing, thinking? Then he blinks, taking in the carnage, the chaos. They were attacking the neutral and dark sects. He narrows his eyes as Seamus sends off another curse, finally noticing they were aiming directly for Andromeda and Teddy behind him, ignoring him.
He snarls, rage forming in his eyes. They were doing the exact thing that Voldemort had done, except now targeting the other side. Whipping his wand down, he sends off his first lethal curse of the night, ripping right through Susan’s heart. Watching her fall to the floor, he sighs in relief, targeting the next clown in sight. His breath stutters as he watches that silky black hair spread across the courtroom floor before blood tangles it madly. Cho Chang.
Hardening his heart, he throws more curses, aiming to kill as swiftly as possible, all the while keeping Andy and Teddy safe. He takes more down, three, four, five, six. But just as he had gotten into a rhythm, he noticed someone out of the corner of his eye, their wand held aloft, aimed right at little Teddy. He met those blue eyes, only hatred and disgust clear in them as his lips formed those dreaded words.
“Sectumsempra.”
Harry lunged, mouth open wide as the loudest scream he had ever heard let alone caused. Eyes blown wide in pain, he looks down at his body, staring at the wide wounds covering him. Coughing up blood, he looks back up at Seamus, grinning as those blue eyes widen in horror, and most importantly, terror. Tilting his head slowly, Harry ignores the pain coursing up his body as a curse he never thought he would perform crawled into his mind.
“Visio nocturna maledictio,” his whispered words take effect immediately, the sickening orange curse leaving his wand swiftly.
He watches as Seamus is hit, falling to the floor unconscious, his screams already beginning. Looking up, his eyes meet gray. Staring into Malfoy’s eyes, he grins lazily.
“Scared Malfoy?”
The blond gulps, tears in his eyes as he smiles sadly at Harry, “you wish, Potter.”
Letting out a final laugh, Harry collapses to the floor, choking on his blood as he stares up at the ceiling. All he had gone through, only to be killed in a courtroom by Seamus Finnigan of all people.
Glancing over as Malfoy kneels beside him, his eyes glaze as the pain takes over. The last thing he hears is the blond breath in deeply before he begins a chant.
“Vulnera Sanentur, Vulnera Sanentur, Vulnera Sanentur, Vulnera Sanentur.”
And then the world went black.