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My original idea for the battle between Voldemort and angry, overpowered Harry Potter

"Ah, Harry Potter, the Boy Who Lived," sneered Voldemort. "But you won't be living much longer."

Harry said, "Tommy, I swear oath on my magic that I won't use any of the Unforgivables on you during our battle to the death." Light flashed; Harry's words were accepted by Magic as a magical oath.

Voldemort laughed scornfully. "Still the Golden Boy of Gryffindor, I see."

"Am I truly so, Tommy? Are you sure?" Harry's smile at Voldemort was vampiric, not Golden Boy-ish.

The battle began. Voldemort was in a hurry; his groupie Bellatrix was waiting for him back at Malfoy Manor. So he started off with sending Harry the Killing Curse—

—and Harry blocked it with a conjured, floating stone wall. Voldemort was shocked—to conjure an object of such mass, so quickly, implied that the boy had huge magical power.

The conjured stone wall exploded when the Killing Curse hit it, sending fast-moving gravel back towards Harry. But by then, Harry had a transparent-blue shield up; when the gravel hit the blue shield, it all disappeared.

Meanwhile, Harry hissed something, and what looked at first to be a Piercing Hex went shooting towards Voldemort. Voldemort was so shocked to realise that Harry had used a Parseltongue spell that the Dark Lord almost did not put up his own shield in time.

When Harry's §Lancia§ spell hit Voldemort's shield, the shield caved in; it was as if the entire Order of the Dumbledore Cult had hit Voldemort with attack-spells all at once. What the hell? Severus had assured Voldemort that Dumbledore had made the boy magically weak.

That one second when Voldemort was confused and was not on the attack was all Harry needed. §Lancia! Lancia! Lancia! Lancia! Lancia!§

Voldemort's shield shattered.

Harry smiled cruelly, even as he cast a Parseltongue-version Cutting Hex. One second later, Voldemort's yew-and-phoenix-feather wand was lying in the dirt—along with the hand holding it.

Voldemort screamed.

Harry's cruel smile got bigger.

Then Harry Potter chopped off Voldemort's other hand, then Voldemort's right foot, then his left foot.

Voldemort was lying on the ground now, with Harry standing over him. Voldemort knew he did not have long to live, even after Harry "kindly" put tourniquets on Voldemort's four bleeding extremities.

Voldemort blustered, "You cannot kill me. I am immortal, I shall return."

"Wrong," Harry said. "The TMR diary, the Cup of Helga Hufflepuff, the Locket of Salazar Slytherin, the Diadem of Rowena Ravenclaw, the Gaunt ring and your giant snake—they've all been dehorcruxed. Also dehorcruxed: my lightning-bolt scar. You can die now, Tom Marvolo Riddle—and soon you will die."

"Please, spare me. I can give you gold." "You're funny. No."

"Then make it quick. Painless too."

"Oh no, Tommy. Remember how I gave oath I would use no Unforgivables on you? I won't Imperius you, so you will be fully in your right mind to experience your last minutes. I won't hit you with the Cruciatus Curse, simply because Cruciatus-Curse victims don't bleed. I want you to die by bleeding out—exsanguination, Hermione calls it—screaming all the while. And the Killing Curse? Not for you, Tommy. I've witnessed two people die by Killing Curse—for them, death was quick and painless. Your death shall be neither quick nor painless, Tommy."

Then Harry removed the tourniquets on Voldemort's lower arms and lower legs—by cutting off more of Voldemort's lower arms and lower legs, a few inches above where Harry had

placed the tourniquets. Voldemort's bloodletting resumed. Voldemort screamed. When he was not screaming, he was begging.

It did Voldemort no good. Especially after Harry chopped off Voldemort's arms above the elbow and legs above the knee; then the boy Summoned Voldemort's penis and testicles.

The End

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