Chapter 1
Two Down, One To Go
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, and I am not JK Rowling
Voldemort paced back and forth, devising his newest plot. Suddenly, he stopped, and, by simply touching his wrist, summoned his army of Death Eaters. As each one apparated, they went up to He-who-must-not-be-named and bowed low. In a few minutes, the entire force had assembled, and created a large circle.
Voldemort scanned this circle, observing the spaces left unfilled. "Frakes," He whispered. A thin man, his pallid face inundated with sweat, stepped forward.
"Yes, my lord?" "Where is Nott?" "Captured, my lord, by Severus Snape."
Voldemort's eyes opened wide for a moment, and he appeared to be genuinely shocked. He quickly regained himself, and addressed the assembled wizards. "Friends, we attack Hogwarts tonight." The Death Eaters bowed in acknowledgement, and disappeared.
"C'mon, eat eggs, their good for you," said Ron Weasley, as he added another spoonful of the stuff and put it on Harry Potter's plate.
"Er, Ron, I don't think I'll be able to eat all this," Harry burped as he pushed the plate away from himself.
"Harry, you have to be in tip-top shape for our match against Ravenclaw." "Don't worry Ron, I'll be alright." "Suit yourself then, but if Cho nabs the snitch first, I'll kill you."
"Ron Weasley Scores! Two-hundred points to Gryffindor!" shouted Lee Jordan, the commentator at all the quidditch matches. Harry flew around the stadium, searching earnestly for the snitch. It was beginning to get dark, and this game was taking two long. Suddenly, A glint of gold rushed past Harry's face. Reacting quickly, Harry's broom dived towards it. It was a quick chase, and soon enough, Cho Chang, the Ravenclaw seeker had caught somehow managed to get ahead of him. She reached out her hand, desperately trying to grab the golden snitch. Harry had a burst of speed, but wasn't quick enough. Cho's fingers clenched over the golden orb, securing victory to the Ravenclaw team. The spectators, who had long since lost their enthusiasm, let out a short-lived series of shouts.
Just as Cho's feet hit the ground, there was a green flash and explosion. The smoke dissipated, leaving only the Dark Mark hovering over Cho's body screaming the words; "Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw at last have met their fate, and Gryffindor, your time has come, your defender is too late."
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, and I am not JK Rowling
Voldemort paced back and forth, devising his newest plot. Suddenly, he stopped, and, by simply touching his wrist, summoned his army of Death Eaters. As each one apparated, they went up to He-who-must-not-be-named and bowed low. In a few minutes, the entire force had assembled, and created a large circle.
Voldemort scanned this circle, observing the spaces left unfilled. "Frakes," He whispered. A thin man, his pallid face inundated with sweat, stepped forward.
"Yes, my lord?" "Where is Nott?" "Captured, my lord, by Severus Snape."
Voldemort's eyes opened wide for a moment, and he appeared to be genuinely shocked. He quickly regained himself, and addressed the assembled wizards. "Friends, we attack Hogwarts tonight." The Death Eaters bowed in acknowledgement, and disappeared.
"C'mon, eat eggs, their good for you," said Ron Weasley, as he added another spoonful of the stuff and put it on Harry Potter's plate.
"Er, Ron, I don't think I'll be able to eat all this," Harry burped as he pushed the plate away from himself.
"Harry, you have to be in tip-top shape for our match against Ravenclaw." "Don't worry Ron, I'll be alright." "Suit yourself then, but if Cho nabs the snitch first, I'll kill you."
"Ron Weasley Scores! Two-hundred points to Gryffindor!" shouted Lee Jordan, the commentator at all the quidditch matches. Harry flew around the stadium, searching earnestly for the snitch. It was beginning to get dark, and this game was taking two long. Suddenly, A glint of gold rushed past Harry's face. Reacting quickly, Harry's broom dived towards it. It was a quick chase, and soon enough, Cho Chang, the Ravenclaw seeker had caught somehow managed to get ahead of him. She reached out her hand, desperately trying to grab the golden snitch. Harry had a burst of speed, but wasn't quick enough. Cho's fingers clenched over the golden orb, securing victory to the Ravenclaw team. The spectators, who had long since lost their enthusiasm, let out a short-lived series of shouts.
Just as Cho's feet hit the ground, there was a green flash and explosion. The smoke dissipated, leaving only the Dark Mark hovering over Cho's body screaming the words; "Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw at last have met their fate, and Gryffindor, your time has come, your defender is too late."