[HP] Born to be a pair

The Hogwarts playground is taken over by the winged behemoths Thestrals and the hippogriff Buckbeak, who hover over Voldemort's giants, grabbing their eyes, and Gropp takes the opportunity to retaliate against them. old fist.

At this time all the wizards, whether it was the defenders of Hogwarts or Voldemort's Death Eaters, were forced to retreat to the castle.

More people participated in the battle, the horsemen living in the Forbidden Forest, the relatives and friends of the Hogwarts professors and students, the residents of Hogsmeade and the shopkeepers, the crowd came much more than the number of Death Eaters up.

They swarmed up, routing the ranks of Death Eaters like a river thawing, everything crumbling, splintering, crumbling, drifting, galloping, collapsing.

The black wizards collided with each other, crowded each other, panicked, and there was an unprecedented chaos.

The patients staying in the auditorium also got up, and as long as they could move, they immediately broke through the gate and participated in the battle.

Alastor Moody was the first to face Voldemort with Professor McGonagall, Professor Slughorn, and Kingsley Shacklebolt, shuttle and dodge under his airtight protection and attack, attack at the same time.

Sirius Black also rushed out, even though he was in terribly painful pain, he still stalked the scene with red eyes and started killing. A wand hacked and swung in mid-air, knocking Death Eaters to the ground one by one. Out of breath.

Renee handed her back to Neville's back, aimed at Fenrir Greyback, and killed Fenrir Greyback. Under the venomous spell, the wolf turned into a puppy.

Several house elves who ran out of the broken kitchen door were also red-eyed, screaming and brandishing table knives and meat cleavers, slashing and stabbing at the ankles and calves of the Death Eaters, one by one. The little face was burning with hatred.

Lucius Malfoy ran past Renee dusty, but did not attack anyone. Beside him was a lady who was also dusty. Their faces were full of worry and exhaustion, and they shouted Shouting: "Draco! Draco! Where are you?"

After a while, they avoided a few more chain spells, bent down and disappeared from the bottom of the stairs.

At that moment, all fights, big and small, stopped, because nothing could attract more attention than the two fights in the middle of the field.

Molly Weasley vs. Bellatrix Lestrange.

Alastor Moody, Minerva McGonagall, Horace Slughorn and Kingsley Shacklebolt fighting Voldemort.

When Renee looked over, the fight had already been decided.

Mrs. Weasley's rage swelled like a real Gryffindor lioness, and the spell flew under Bellatrix's outstretched arm and hit her in the chest, right in the heart. Location.

Bellatrix's smug smile froze, and the eyeballs seemed to protrude.At that moment, she knew what happened, and she fell to the ground.

Moody, McGonagall, Kingsley, and Slughorn were all blown away, flapping and writhing in the air, as the crowd roared and Voldemort screamed.

Voldemort's rage exploded like a bomb at the sight of his last and most loyal assistant being brought down.

A flash of light shot from the tip of his wand towards Molly Weasley, and was quickly blocked by the Iron Armor Charm that appeared out of nowhere.

Everyone was confused, no one knew where the spell was coming from, not even Voldemort, looking around for who cast the spell.

Immediately afterwards, a figure suddenly appeared in the center of the hall, like white waves blown by a strong wind, and his existence was like a terrifying lion's roar, shocking the entire hall.

—It's Harry Potter!he is alive!he is alive!

Everything that followed was like a dream, like a dream woven by the clouds and the dawn.

Harry refused anyone to help him, saying that facing Voldemort was his destiny, his own destiny.

He revealed the true identity of Severus Snape. He said that Snape had become Dumbledore's agent since Voldemort pursued James and Lily Potter and became an excellent double agent. .

He said that Snape had always loved his mother Lily so much that he even betrayed Voldemort for it...

Renee suddenly thought of Snape who was still hanging in his aunt's hand not far away, she pursed her lips and looked around quietly, and found that everyone was listening attentively with complicated expressions.

And since Bellatrix's death, Neville seemed to have unlocked a big lock that had been silent for many years, wandering in the crowd in a trance and dazedly, staring straight at the two people facing each other quietly in the middle of the field. , the blood on the side of the cheek dripped down continuously.

Suddenly, a golden-red light burst from the magic sky on the top of the auditorium, and a small half of the dazzling sun appeared on the windowsill closest to them.

The sun fell on both of their faces at the same time, and Voldemort's cheeks were as red as Harry's.

"Avada Kedavra!"

"Except your weapons!"

With a bang, like the explosion of a cannonball, golden flames shot out from the very center of the circle they repeatedly stepped on, and that was where the spells collided.

Two beams of light, one red and one green, collided, as if thunder had struck and exploded. A moment later, the wand in Voldemort's hand—according to them, the Elder Wand—flew into the air, appearing black in the rising sun, like Nudge. Like Ni's head spinning under the magic ceiling, it spun and flew towards Harry.

With the skill of a Seeker, Harry grabbed the flying wand with his free hand, only to see Voldemort stagger back, arms outstretched, the slender pupils of his red eyes rolled up.

Tom Riddle fell to the ground, dead as a mortal, his body limp and convulsing, his pale hands empty, his serpentine face empty and blank.

Voldemort was dead, killed by his own spell bouncing back.

Harry stood there, two wands clutched in his hands, looking down at his opponent's shell.

There was a moment of shuddering silence, and countless images and thoughts flashed through Renee's mind. Is this monster dead?The executioner who murdered countless wizards and Muggles died under his own spell, his snake died, and more Death Eaters died—

However, she is still alive!Renee Hawke is alive!

The nightmare is finally over, the ghostly black fog dissipated, and a new dream begins instead, a new era without Voldemort is gradually approaching them!

Like sunlight leaking out of the window, everyone screamed and muttered incomprehensible words, surrounded Harry with excitement, expressing their inner excitement.

That Sirius Black rushed to the front unceremoniously, hugged Harry tightly in his arms, then stretched out his arms, and hugged Ron and Hermione next to him.

His crumpled and dirty long sleeve touched Renee, but she didn't care, she jumped up and down excitedly with tears in her eyes, and hugged everyone around her, Neville, Luna, Ginny, Padma, Lisa... …

Voldemort's body had been carried to another room, and no one wanted the filthy corpse to sit with the dozens of other corpses who had rebelled against him.

Neville picked up the Gryffindor sword on the ground, and blushed in the arms of Mrs. Longbottom who hurried down the steps. She hugged and kissed him eagerly like a baby, and announced loudly to everyone: "This is My grandson! The son of Frank and Alice Longbottom!"

Under the kind eyes of others, she turned to face Renee again, stretched out her dead branch-like hand, and pulled Renee to Neville's side with a light tug.

"The whole family is well--safe--healthy--" Mrs. Longbottom, weeping, took the two children into her arms, and kissed the tops of their heads, one after the other.

After a while, Mrs. Longbottom finally let go of them, leaving the two alone space to get along with each other.

"I……"

"I……"

The two said at the same time, the sights of blue eyes and green eyes collided in mid-air, and they couldn't help showing relieved and joyful smiles together.

"I'm hungry," said Neville, his cheeks still flushed.

"Me too," Renee said, reaching out to wipe the blood and plaster off his face, revealing his fair and rosy skin. "Let's go get something to eat, shall we?"

Holding hands together and interlocking fingers, they walked side by side to the long table and sat down.

No one was housed here, and everyone was huddled together in a mess, teachers and students, ghosts and parents, centaurs and house-elves.

Sitting next to Renee was the elf spot who was delivering the message to her at that time, and she also saw Renee with an excited smile on her face.

"Hello, miss!" said Spot, "we meet again!"

"Hello! Excuse me, is there anything else I can eat now?"

"I think it's ok, but the lady needs to go to the stage by herself," Spot said with some stuttering, and glanced at Renee with worried and nervous eyes from time to time, "Spot is very tired now..."

Renee raised her eyebrows in surprise, and readily agreed: "Of course, thank you, Spot, please rest here."

Baked potatoes, steamed bread, well-preserved jams, and red wine were all placed beside the hospital bed. Renee brought back some and wanted to distribute them to people in the front, back, left, and right.

When she returned, Neville was surrounded by crowds of admirers, looking at him with longing and reverence, then at the Gryffindor sword in his hand, vying to touch the precious sword .

Renee kept some bread and potatoes for herself and Neville, as well as a bottle of sweet cranberry jam, and handed out the rest, as well as the huddled chattering crowd.

"Would it be weird if I said, I want to kiss you now?" Neville ate a few breads, and didn't stop until his empty stomach gave no more warnings, then he stopped and looked at Renee, asking in a cautious tone.

"Let me think about it," Renee said with a grin as she drained her red wine, "it's not surprising at all!"

Then, in the noisy and exciting environment, the two pairs of lips touched each other lightly, stained with red wine and blood, and a little bit of bread crumbs, and they separated as soon as they were touched.

Neville, who hadn't drunk, turned as red as the red wine in Renee's glass after drinking. All he had in his eyes was his affection and cherishment for her. This feeling of escape from death was enough to arouse all the emotions in his heart and make his mind A thought, a strong thought, condensed in it.

"Renee."

He spoke softly, drawing her attention.Then, he let go of the plate, got up and stepped out of the bench, standing up straight in the little space he had cleared.

"Our love started with mistakes and misunderstandings, but in every bit of getting along, no one can deny each other's devotion and intentions. We have quarreled and broken up, but emotional growth will never surpass love.

Maybe it will be the same in the future, growing up in stumbling, and falling in love in ordinary life.So, I want to ask you to give me a chance. "

He learned from the scene he had seen on TV in the cottage by the lake, knelt down on one knee, and took out a flat and square velvet gift box from the most secret pocket inside the robe—it was clean and beautiful, without any damage.

Renee was stunned, it was the gift box that Neville refused to show her that day - everyone around them gasped.

And he gently opened the red velvet gift box, revealing a moonstone ring set off by dark blue velvet cloth. Glittering in the sun.

"Will you marry me?" Neville asked.

The sunlight also projected on Renee's head and face, as if adding a halo around her.

She suddenly felt more panicked than before she decided to die, more mesmerized than realizing that she had survived, as if she had stepped into heaven in advance, her face was white and red, trembling from head to toe.

"I would," she heard herself say.

The author has something to say:

The sun is coming out!The darkness is dispelled!Just a few more chapters and it will be over!The two babies who have a special a la carte can almost ask for it~