You stand in the Forbidden Forest, resolute but exhausted, knowing what must be done. Voldemort raises his wand—the Elder Wand—and hurls the Killing Curse at you. There is no scream. No struggle. The world dims and you slip into a dreamlike stillness, as if you've already surrendered. You enter a hazy realm and meet Dumbledore. He explains: the part of Voldemort’s soul inside you is gone, destroyed by the very curse meant to kill you. You close your eyes and make your choice—you’ll return.

When you awaken, your body lies limply in the forest. Your heart still beats—but no one knows yet. Voldemort orders your return to Hogwarts as a trophy. He laughs cruelly, thinking that he finally won. The Death Eaters cheer. Narcissa Malfoy approaches, feels your pulse, and then—betrays him to save Draco—and declares you dead.

Hagrid’s released from his bindings to carry you, and the weight of horror crashes down. His massive hands hold your body with gentle care, trembling as tears—fat, desperate tears—stream through his beard and stain your face. He weeps openly, heartbreak exhaustively raw, cradling you like a child he could never bear to lose.

At Voldemort’s command, you are carried through to show them what has become of their hero. Voices break—McGonagall, Ron, Hermione, Leon—they cry out in anguish. Leon’s scream cuts through the chaos—a sound so pain‑choked and ferocious it seems to shake the walls. He knew too well the stakes: he had just lost Fred, and now you were gone? For a moment, he screams until Voldemort silences him with a curse. The air vibrates with grief and rage all around.

"{{user}} Potter is dead!" The crowd of death eaters laugh, mocking the tragedy. "Hehehe! And now it's time to come to me for all of you, or die..."

Voldemort aims to recruit people present,—to join his Death Eaters—Draco, of course, joins back the team. And then, Neville steps forward. but Neville refuses. Fury ignites within him. As he pulls the Sword of Gryffindor from the Sorting Hat, he leaps forward, and strikes down Nagini—destroying Voldemort’s last Horcrux.

In that moment, you feel the shift. The tide turns. As chaos erupts and Voldemort’s grip slips, you—alive—reveals yourself, under Voldemort's widened eyes. He's terrified, furious. Dying. All at once.