"Where is Dumbledore?"

Greyback said. "He's escape us. Killed Carrow brother."

This earn a tiny angry shriek from Alecto. Her brother dead. Rose knew the woman next target was going to be straight to Dumbledore.

Voldemort turned to Rose. "Dumbledore is weak. He hides while his followers die for him." He looked at her. "Let's go somewhere else. I know he'll be there soon. He probably with the order of the Phoenix. He's regrouping. A last stand in the great halls or perhaps on the grounds.”

Rose said. "Where master?" The world a blur around her. The sword. Greyback. Colin's body. The betrayals and the births and the endless, suffocating darkness. It was all a smear of pain.

"I will let him show himself. Then we will go down and greet the old fool. He's somewhere." Voldemort turned to her. "And you will stand by my side as I kill him. And you will thank me for it."

Then it came. The sound that cut through the entire castle, a magical pronouncement that silenced even the sounds of battle. It was a woman's voice, amplified and desperate.

"It is over, Tom! Surrender yourself, and die with dignity."

Voldemort laughed, a high, chilling sound that made the very air vibrate. "Ah," he said, looking towards the door. "McGonagall. Always so noble. So predictable." He turned to Greyback and Alecto. "Secure this floor. Kill her. Send ten. She's a feisty old bitch."

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