Crumbling Pedestal

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Chapter 1: Unexpected Allies

The cold night air whipped around Harry as he stood facing Voldemort in the graveyard. The Dark Lord"s red eyes gleamed with malice, a cruel smile on his lips as he raised his wand, ready to strike.

But Harry was ready too. He had been through so much already, faced countless dangers and challenges, and he was not about to back down now. He raised his own wand, determination burning in his eyes.

"Expelliarmus!" he shouted, sending a powerful blast of magic towards Voldemort. The Dark Lord"s wand flew out of his hand, clattering to the ground.

Voldemort"s eyes widened in shock, quickly replaced by rage. He lunged towards Harry, his hands reaching for his throat. But before he could make contact, a black cloak swooped in between them, pushing Voldemort back.

Snape.

Harry couldn"t believe his eyes. Snape, the man who had always seemed to be on the side of the Dark Arts, was now standing between him and Voldemort, his wand raised in a defensive stance.

"Severus," Voldemort hissed, his red eyes blazing with fury. "What is the meaning of this betrayal?"

Snape didn"t flinch. "I have no loyalty to you, Tom," he said, his voice cold and steady. "I have seen the darkness in your heart, and I will not stand by and let it consume everything."

Voldemort snarled, raising his wand once more. But before he could cast a spell, a group of figures emerged from the darkness, surrounding them. It was the Order of the Phoenix, led by Dumbledore himself.

"Tom Riddle," Dumbledore said, his voice calm but firm. "Your reign of terror ends here. You will not harm Harry Potter or anyone else ever again."

Voldemort"s eyes darted between Snape, Harry, and Dumbledore, his face contorted with rage and disbelief. But he knew he was outnumbered, outmatched. With a final snarl, he Disapparated, leaving nothing but a swirl of dark smoke behind.

Harry stood there, shaking with adrenaline and relief. Snape approached him, his expression unreadable.

"Thank you, Severus," Harry said, his voice barely above a whisper.

Snape nodded, his eyes softening for a moment before hardening once more. "Don"t thank me, Potter," he said gruffly. "I did what needed to be done."

And with that, he turned and Disapparated, leaving Harry standing there, surrounded by his friends and allies.

As the adrenaline faded, Harry felt a wave of exhaustion wash over him. He had faced Voldemort once again, and this time, he had come out on top. But he knew the battle was far from over.

Turning to Dumbledore, he asked, "What now, Professor?"

Dumbledore smiled, his eyes twinkling with a mix of pride and sadness. "Now, Harry, we rebuild. We must rebuild our world, piece by piece, and ensure that the darkness never rises again."

And with that, Harry knew that the real fight was just beginning. But he also knew that he would not be alone. With his friends by his side, and unexpected allies like Snape, he was ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead.

Together, they would stand against the darkness, united in their determination to bring light back to their world. And Harry knew that as long as they stood together, they would never falter.

The end.