A Power the Dark Lord Know Not II
Summary: Inspired by ~may-chu's piece "Evil Harry Potter Thing" on DeviantArt. Harry tries a very different tactic to throw Voldemort off his game and ultimately defeat him. (http://may-chu. deviantart. com/art/evil-harry-potter-thing-10953083 - remove spaces to navigate to site)
Disclaimer: Harry, Voldy, and company are not mine; I'm just borrowing them.
"Harry Potter. The Boy-Who-Lived. Hero of the light." Voldemort cackled. "Not much of a hero now, are you?"
Harry lay panting and shuddering in the middle of a circle of Death Eaters, trying to fight down the after-effects of the Cruciatus Curse.
Voldemort seemed to glide towards Harry until he towered over him. "You are powerless before me. I have your wand. I have turned it on you, tortured you with it." Voldemort waved the wand before Harry's face, bringing it nearly to poke his nose, taunting him.
Harry glared at Voldemort, green eyes searing into red, fighting to make his body move in more than twitches and jolts.
"You are angry," Voldemort laughed. "What are you going to do about it?"
Harry's gaze shifted to his wand, its end mere inches from his face. He jerkily leaned forward and flicked the tip of his wand with his tongue. When the wand was not immediately snatched away, Harry continued to play at the tip with his tongue in what he hoped was a sexually suggestive manner.
Voldemort's hand went slack around the wand as he tried to process Harry's actions. This was not a move he had expected. Around him, the Death Eaters snickered.
Seeing his opportunity, Harry grabbed his wand with Seeker reflexes, every muscle in his body screaming in protest. Turning it on Voldemort, Harry shouted "Avada Kedavra!"
"That," Harry wheezed as he Disapparated.
