Summary: The final battle will end through a computer, only one will come out alive, and the other will be stuck and erased by a virus. Harry must fight his final battle through Dudley's computer. Nobody knows except the only person he apologized to, Draco Malfoy. Ok this is a slash fic m/m if you don't like that kind of stuff then click on ze black butzen.
A/N: ok this is my second time I'm putting up an HP fic, I'm still gonna continue my Giver fic so anyone who read it and liked it, don't worry I'm still workin' on it. The last time I put up an HP fic it didn't go too well and it deleted itself I think. So this is my second HP fic, be nice I'm sensitive (I think), a few things probably might not make any sense, me no know. Anyway, please review, I'd very much love that.
Chapter One: Discussion
As Harry walked down the halls to the headmasters office questions kept coming up in his head. Why was I called? Is it about Voldemort? Did I do something? This isn't about hexing Malfoy is it?
The gargoyle statue hopped aside and Harry stepped onto the elevating steps.
He was a bit happy that he was sent hear because he was at Potions class when Colin came in and told him that Dumbledore sent for him. Snape said no but Colin said it was urgent so there was no choice but to let Harry go.
He stepped off at the top, knocked first on the door then opened it and walked inside feeling a little nervous.
"Ah, Harry. Please, sit," said Dumbledore gesturing to the chair in front of him.
"You sent for me?" Harry asked as he said down.
"Yes, Harry, I did. Do you remember about the prophecy?"
"Yes," he frowned, "why?"
"It seems," he said almost neutrally yet gravely, "that it's about to be complete."
"I don't know exactly how he did it or why, but it seems the Voldemort has somehow gotten himself into a muggle computer."
"Not in the wizarding world. I'm sure he must have used some kind of complex spell to turn himself into pixels and into the computer, but why I cannot say."
"The last battle must have twitched his brain."
"The only theory I have is that he'll take all the power that surges through the computer and other computers connected to it."
"But what do you mean by the prophecy about to be complete?"
"Well you don't have to do it now but I believe the final battle will end in the computer."
"Whose computer is it?"
"Your cousin Dudley."
"Let me understand this. You're say that the final battle's in Dudley's computer? How did he get in the Dursleys home?"
"He must have apparated into their home in the night. I'm not very sure how he knew the exact spot where you live. That's why I think it's the final battle, because he's in a computer in your home."
Harry frowned, he didn't this his home was with the Dursleys but ignored it, there were more things to worry about.
"How do I go in the computer?"
"You'll do it?"
"Are you sure this is the right time for you?"
"Yes, if I win then that's a lot of lives that won't get killed."
"And if you die?"
"Well I gave it my best shot."
"Very well then, but there's one more thing that I recommend you do."
"You don't have to do it but, if you don't survive, then you should do something you've never done in your life, a letter to someone you'd never write to, learn more about other things, something that'll be worthwhile."
"So I'm not coming out alive."
"I don't know. You know so much about dueling, curses, spells, but even the knowledge of so many things can prove people wrong on so many things other things."
"I don't understand? So since I know so many curses and spells, I might not win?"
"It's not the knowledge that will help you win, it's the courage, and sometimes a bit or a lot of luck."
"I've been too lucky on my encounters with Voldermort, now that I'm facing him on my own I might not make it."
"If you believe that, then are you sure you want to do this?"
"Yes I'm sure," now getting a little irritated about that.
"Very well. The spell that you need to use to go into the computer is too complex I'm not even sure which spell's safer so you'll be using those headgear things that muggles use in virtual reality games."
Harry raised an eyebrow, "it's a game?"
"No, the spell on the headgear will transport your conscious into the computer, it'll hurt at the beginning but it'll stop. It was the safest spell we could think of."
"Professors McGonagall and Snape."
"Where is it?"
"It's in your bedroom. When you get home this summer and go to your cousins computer it will install itself in to the computer."
"You may go then. Good luck."
As Harry closed the door and went down on the stairs he realized that it was close to the end of his sixth year.
Potions would be over by now so he walked off to The Great Hall for lunch.
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"You're going to do it!" yelled Ron after he heard the story. Harry nodded as he looked at his lunch, he wasn't very hungry.
"I have no choice do I? How can I spend the whole summer with the Dursleys with Voldemort (Ron flinched) right there in the computer, my scar would hurt so bad I'd die before the third day!"
"But Dumbledore said you didn't have to do it now," frowned Hermione.
"I'd rather finish it now then leave it for later, if Dumbledore's right-"
"He always is right," muttered Ron.
"If he's right about Voldemort-stop that Ron-taking power from the computers then I won't have a chance to fight him if he's out of the computer. As I look at it, I have no choice."
Well that's the first chapter, I didn't get things out the way I wanted it to but oh well, maybe I'll do better in other chapter. REVIEW PLEASE!