The diadem thrummed as if it knew what was about to happen. Harry held the Basilisk tooth in his hand, the diadem was in the other, he counted to three, and then stabbed the ruby. It hissed and fizzed, the sounds of screams as if someone was being killed echoed throughout the Headmaster's office, the diadem began to vibrate, and then it went still. There was but a black charred mark on the ruby, with black goo oozing out. The headmaster took it from him and placed it on the table, where it promptly fell apart. Another horcrux down, a few more to go.

"I am sorry Dolores, but you have gone too far this time. It ends here." Albus said, the attack from the Forbidden Forest had been expected, and Albus knew exactly who had organised it. The woman before him was bloodied and broken, he knew he would resent himself for doing this, but it needed to be done. He took a deep breath and then whispered. "Avada Kedavra." The green sparks were released and hit the woman on the chest. Dolores Umbridge slumped to the ground and Albus turned and walked away.

Finding the locket had been pure happstenance, the story had come later. Harry with a basilisk tooth he had taken from the chamber held the locket counted to three and stabbed it. It groaned and hissed, and eventually dissolved. Another horcrux down.

"We have been faced with tyranny for too long. Voldemort cares nothing for the world we live in. I propose we have a King as we had in the days before, to restore the balance in the world. I propose we crown the only person fit for the crown. My son, Harry James Potter." Sirius said. There was a lot of murmuring and then the hands went up in favour, it was a unanimous proclamation with the traitors of the Wizengamot having fled to Voldemort. The coronation was arranged and Harry swore the oaths, the end was approaching.

Harry stood looking at the burned wreckage of the Lestrange vault and then he noticed a cup. He picked it up and looked at it. The H of Hufflepuff was just about visible through the ruined state he showed it to Sirius and smiled. That was another horcrux down. Voldemort's life was nearing its end.

Harry stared at the monster before him, the snake was dead, it was just Voldemort now. The monster looked scared and horrified. There were things Harry wanted to say, but he was too tired to say anything. The battle that had brought them to this place had been long and tiring and now he really just wanted to sleep. He stood and watched, Voldemort roared a spell and he did as well. Two sparks of green hit one another, for a moment Harry thought they would hit him, but instead they turned and hit Voldemort, the monster fell to the ground. He did not get back up again, the roar of victory hit him he slumped to the ground and roared with relief. It was over. Thank God it was over.