Harry Potter Script Deathly Hallows: Part 2 Novels & Stories

He stared at me with the desperation of a child. “You were the final key,” he whispered. “My salvation.” “You were never salvation,” I said. “You were unfinished.” His jaw unhinged in a silent scream. Then Draco vanished. No explosion. No falling body. No dust of a corpse. Only silence. The fog evaporated, revealing the aftermath. Wolves crawled to their feet. Witches lifted their heads. The wind moved without whispering his name. Draco was gone. The magic drained from me like water leaving a broken cup. My knees buckled. My vision swam in darkness.

I feel the burning of the knife in my back. "I have saved your life, and you do this to me. It is shameful that you are such a fool. My spell will not die with me. You have to stand your death sentence. You will die with me here tonight. It is a very powerful spouse, and it cannot be removed unless I do it, and I won't do it cause you put a knife in my back," I say. I know I am dying slowly, but so is my murderer. I close my eyes, and I know I will feel no peace. I know there is no good place where dark witches can go. I also know that Harry will end up where I will be because we are not good creatures. We will end up in hell with all the dark gods. I do not know if I am happy or sad. I hear

She smiled at me softly, and I smiled back. “Oh Delilah!” Mom came to break the spell. “You didn’t even come say hi to me.” “Oh Leticia!” Delilah exclaimed back. Mom took Delilah’s hand away and they walked away. I looked over at the refreshment table where I had spotted dad and Alice, but they were no longer there. With my eyes, I followed mom and Delilah up the stairs and watched them enter mom’s office.

He felt it was taking something from him. “Jack! Tim! You need to leave this place!” he cried. But they sat hurdled together without any indication that they had heard him. “Come on! Leave or he will kill you! He’s a mad man, the demon himself!” Still, there was no indication that they could hear him. He sat on the ground this time, dejected. Outside, the darkness slowly settled over the city, blurring out the light. **

“Y-You saved me. It’s over.” “It’s never over,” Ariadne cries into Victor’s arms, clutching his ruined shirt. “I was so scared. He was going to kill you.” “I’m still going to kill you. Unless you kill me first.” Harry wheezes on the ground, choking on his own blood. Victor rises to his feet, Ariadne acting as a crutch. “Do it,” Harry laughs. “Send me to them. Let me see my beautiful friends again. I-I don’t want to live without them anymore.”

I closed my eyes and command the golden wand to appear before me, opening my eyes, it was in front of me, shining. I gripped it and attacked her, but she was clever to dodge the spells and attacks. She came towards me and choked me again, trying hard to take the wand from my hand. Tears started running down and I saw Dekker and Lucifer got Priam and Brad too. Was I defeated? Is this is the end? I closed my eyes in fear before whispering-" I love you". Just when she was about to attack the final to kill me, a strong spell hit her from the back. I fell as looked at it that way with a panic face, and my eyes widened when I saw Mr. Ben Dunnie standing there with his wand ready at her.

I'm inside a different circle inside the magic array, that is not connected to the children but there is one line it's connected to, and when I looked ahead the line, there's another array ahead but that array is empty. After a few moments, the Witches circled the array and started chanting some words that I couldn't decipher, while the werewolves and vampires cut themselves and poured their blood into the array. The children then started shouting in agony as different colors of light slowly comes out of each of their bodies, and the light made its way to Cedric. To be continued.

Hyna said. Hyna lifted both hands into the air. Her magic pulsed. The clouds spiraled. Wind screamed. The earth cracked. Soraya gasped. "No… she can’t—she wouldn’t—" Seraphine’s voice broke. "She’s preparing a death spell. A mass-culling spell." Delilah’s eyes widened. "Everyone FALL BACK NOW!" Gabriel, barely able to stand, looked toward the witches. And saw it. Hyna floating above the battlefield, glowing white like a dying star.

From it came a wave of power that turned air to ash, ripping through armor and shadow alike. I joined her, not as a protector, but as her equal, her mate, her storm twin. For every enemy that came, ten more fell. Blood painted the stones, but we did not waver. We were cleansing this place of its lies. And then, in the final moment of clarity before chaos returned, Harry made his last, desperate command. "Kill them both!" he screamed, madness dripping from every syllable. His voice echoed through the arena like a curse, triggering the last wave of killers he had held in reserve. I looked at Samantha. She looked at me. We nodded. If this was the end, we would meet i

Eric saw me moving. "Hannah!" He clawed at the pavement, trying to reach me. Every movement made him cough more blood. The spell held him down like an enormous weight crushing his chest. "No..." His voice broke. I reached toward him. Our fingertips remained several feet apart. The chanting became louder. The world blurred. Everything spun. My eyelids grew heavy. This was it. They were taking me. Then A deafening crash split the battlefield. The spell broke instantly. I slammed back onto the ground.