Harry Potter and The Slave-Bonds
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Prologue
He was walking through the corridors towards the stairs that will lead him to the Great doors of the Castle. All around him he could see the damages caused by the war, it's casualties being dragged or carried by the castles defenders. Their faces soot covered and tear streaked, working hard trying to help as many wounded as they can in this one hour reprieve before the fighting started all over again. No one stopped to speak to him, no one called his name as he passed. As he reached the stairs he saw Hermione arguing with their Red haired friend, as he got closer he could hear them.
"No Ron i will not leave with you!" Hermione shouted.
"Oh, yes you will Potter's finished! Now come on otherwise i will use the Life-Debt you owe me for first year to force your compliance!" Ron snarled.
"Ron, I don't owe you a Life-Debt. If not for Harry i would of been dead so you can't force my compliance. If you want to go then go i'm not leaving, he needs our help and i'm not going to back-out now not when he needs us the most!"
Rons face went red at this and snarled "Fine, stay here and die! see if i care!" Turned around and stomped off heading in the direction of the seventh floor.
Shaking his head in disappointment he continued down the stairs and to the great doors, when he got there he looked back to where Hermione was still standing looking like she had been slapped. Saying a silent goodbye, he turned around and continued out the door and onto the front lawn of the castle. Without looking back he proceeded to walk silently towards the Forbidden Forest. As he walked he passed a few Gryffindors, Ravenclaws, Hufflepuffs and even some Slytherins some helping to move the wounded while others like Tracy Davies and Daphne Greengrass were etching runes into stones and burying them in the ground. "Come on Tracey! we got to move, we are almost out of time!" Daphne hissed. "Don't worry Daph! this is the last one, once this is in the ground we should be able to give our defenders enough time to run if we don't get anymore reinforcements." Tracey grinned as she planted the last stone into the ground.
Smirking at the girls cunning he continued towards the forest, as he reached the edge he pulled out a golden ball with wings and kissed it then whispers to it "I am about to Die." just after he finished speaking these words the Golden ball split open revealing a ring with a cracked stone embedded in it. He Picked it up and Turned it three times. Ghost like apparitions slowly formed right in front of him into people, these people were the shades of those he thought of as Family. "Thats it son it's almost finished. We will be right here waiting, so do not stop, do not falter, your mom and i believe in you. We are proud of the man you have become." A man with dark hair and wire rimmed glasses said smiling down at him. "Will it hurt?" he asks them while looking at another man with shaggy black hair "Dyeing? no. it's easier and quicker than falling asleep." the man replied.
Nodding he slowly started to creep forward through the trees while the ghostly apparitions followed giving continuous encouragement for what he had to do.
He reached the clearing where Voldemort and his followers were gathered and stopped just out of site of them. He pulled off his cloak and stuffed it under his top, as he was doing this he heard Voldemort hiss "Times up, I thought he would come. I thought he cared about all those in the castle. I never thought i would be wrong about this!"
"Your Not!" he shouted as he jumped out into the open. Staring Defiantly into Voldemorts eyes he pulled out his wand and threw it down in front of him. "Here i am! you want me dead then do it strike me down! Even if i die there will always be others to rise up and fight!"
Voldemort narrowed his eyes at him and raised his wand and hissed….