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Barry Smith: The Way To The End
The Hogwarts Castle became a distant blur in the background to Harry and Barry as they were lifted high up into the air. They floated across the town of Hogsmeade and high off into the mountains surrounding the town. Almost instantaneously, they began their decent. Our heroes landed in a cave on the other side of Hogsmeade Mountain.

Both our heroes were knocked unconscious upon landing on the floor of the cave. When they regained consciousness, they had been surrounded. Draco Malfoy, Dickey Green, Professor Trelawney and Peter Pettigrew stood in a huddle over the boys. In the far corner, a huge snake was circling a giant, wooden chair. There was a figure seated in the chair. Harry presumed that it was Voldemort.

The seated figure spoke in a low, hissing voice. Harry was now positive that it was Voldemort. The ability to speak Parseltongue was a very rare one indeed. The snake, Nagimi, slithered to the back of the cave when Voldemort ceased his speech. Voldemort then turned his chair around to face the boys and the other four villains knelt down to the floor out of respect for their master. Barry jumped back in shock, but Harry, stayed perfectly still, seemingly unafraid of the Dark Lord, who at Barry’s sudden movement, began to speak.

"Harry Potter, Barry Potter. So glad that you could finally join me. I have been waiting for so long to get you two together. Ahh Barry, am I detecting fear? Since you were previously unaware of your identity, you had no idea that I wanted to kill you, did you?"

"Umm, arr, errrr, no, Sir." Squeaked Barry.

"Barry, you git, don’t call him Sir. He’s a low-life, he’s a murderer. He killed our parents for crying out loud." Retaliated Harry.

"Silence Harry," Voldemort hissed. Harry’s scar started to burn. "Barry; I can see that there is promise in you yet. Your brother has been warped by good wizards his entire life. You however, still seem to possess the evil edge I detected in Harry when he began his schooling. He has lost it though, but you Barry, still seem to have it. Come to me my friend,"

"Barry, nooooooooooooooooo." Yelled Harry. But Harry’s protests faded into the background as Barry began to edge closer to Voldemort.

As Barry’s outstretched hand reached that of Voldemort’s, a dark cloud fell over the cave, mountain and their surroundings. When the two hands linked, thunder crashed. A lightning bolt pierced the sky, which illuminated everything around it, from the rocky floor of the cave, to the Heavens way above it. Something bad was happening, Harry could feel it in his bones.

A surge of power swept through Barry’s body, his hand still enclosed in Voldemort’s. An evil, menacing smile appeared on Voldemort’s face as Barry’s hand went limp and he collapsed to floor.

"Barry!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Screamed Harry. "You killed my brother you arsehole!"

"Harry, Harry, Harry, don’t you know that things are not always as they seem." Whispered Voldemort. "Barry is not dead, this is perhaps just the beginning for him. For you though, this is the beginning of the end."

With that, a menacing, malicious laugh drifted out from the shadows where Nagimi had previously disappeared to. Out stepped Barry, with Nagimi at his heels. He stepped over the body of the old Barry and walked towards Harry, wand drawn.

There were now two Barry’s. One dead, one not. One on the side of good, one on the side of evil.

"Harry, dear brother. I will now dispose of you." Laughed Barry "This is the end."

Next episode, Barry Smith: Good Versus Evil