*is still spinning, falls over and nearly puts a hole in the floor*

it wasn't me
As I said, it's turned to the 18th. I bring you...
A potato
and
A post because .

But then he jumped back up, sending three more death spells at Wormtail. They had just missed by a centimetre and Wormtail fell to the ground sobbing.

“The only reason you brought me back to life is because you knew you had nowhere to turn. You couldn’t stand your animal form, although I admit a rat is a good symbol for you. Small, weak, traitorous.” With this, two stunners flew just above Wormtail’s head.

Wormtail jumped back up, know this was his only chance.
“Flagrate!” he shouted, sending a line of flames at Lord Voldemort’s robes. Voldemort had no time to react and was caught by the flames, which caught onto his robes and made them roar a blue flame colour.

Voldemort screamed, knowing that if the flames didn’t kill him, the pain would. He threw his robes to the ground and his face turned into a shade of pale red.

He stood up, eyes wide open, and raised his hand. He began to talk, unlike his usual self, but in a soft weak voice.
“Dear, dear. Oh Peter, what have you done? I was not going to kill you and then you did this to me. If only you have ever shown those talents that you have just performed in front of me, you would be my most loyal servant. Lucius and Bellatrix are only good because they have the combat skills. And you, hiding away, with skills of which I have never seen. If only you didn’t break me, then I would let you survive.”

“Master, I’m sorry, but you were going to kill me. I beg you, please leave me be.” Wormtail said on his knees.

“I cannot change the past, good bye Wormtail.” He said as a green burst of light flew from his wand and hit Peter in the chest. Pettigrew didn’t even try to avoid that, he just looked straight ahead until it hit him. He slowly fell back wards off his knees and hit the floor, eyes wide open.

Lord Voldemort watched him fall and walked towards him. When he reached the body, he looking into Wormtail’s eyes and shed a tear. He then turned to see Harry and Ron, stood on the side, unable to move.

“What’s done must be done.” He said, letting Harry and Ron loose. They almost fell to the floor when the force which was holding them stopped, and just looked at Voldemort. Harry’s leg got stuck between one of the broken benches from the battle and as he tried to pull it out, he noticed something solid hidden in his sock. He knew what had to be done, and hoped the Order and the DA were having more luck in Hogwarts.

Homer, Homer Simpson, is the greatest man in history.
From the, town of Springfield, he's about to hit a chestnut tree, ARGHH.
Y'all have to sing it!