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The Battle for the Soul of Hogwarts
Chapter 1
A Dark Wizard

He sat in large chair overlooking a wide courtyard. He was a very frail looking man, covered in long flowing black robes, a hood covering his head only to the point of his long crooked nose. Next to him sat a chest. It was an ordinary chest or so the man thought. He had been sent to guard this chest until its claimer came for it.

"Why must I look over this damn chest? It has no important value to me." He said to himself looking disgusted with it. "I don't want to watch this anymore." As he began to get up, there was a loud crack. He turned in the chair suddenly. Standing before him was a female witch. She was dressed in black, with long untamed hair. The man drew his wand, but before he could she drew hers'

"Immobulus!!" she screamed.

His body went rigid. He couldn't move. "What are you doing here, whoever you are? I'm on important business for the Minister of Magic. You have no right to be here."

"Oh I think I do." She said to him. "I'm here for that chest, and now I will be taking it."

"NOOOOOOOOOO!!" the wizard shouted. He leapt from the chair, having broken the spell on him.

"Oh I see. You're stronger than I thought, but my master will take care of you." She said.

"Try it Bitch!" As he said this to her, he leapt across the table dodging her spells. He made his way to the fireplace, took a handful of floo powder and scattered it into the hearth. He grabbed the chest threw it in…………

"SILENCIO" he yelled out pointing his wand towards his throat. He had cut off his voice so she wouldn't know what he was saying. He tossed the chest into the fireplace and it disappeared into a flash of green flames and was gone.

"NOOOOOOOOOO!!" The female witch yelled. She had lost what she had been sent for. She turned quickly to run but was hit by a piece of flying wood.

"Petrificus Totalus!!" he yelled and she was thrown off her feet and lay motionless on the floor. He turned and gathered his things, and headed for the door. He stepped over the stunned body, bent down and stroked her face. "You lost what you came for and now you'll rot, you master will come and you'll be in a lot of trouble with him. So enjoy your remaining hours. Goodbye." And he left the room.

After a short while another man appeared in the room. He too was wearing a black cloak. He was tall, in his mid-forties or something like that? He walked over to the motionless witch and touched her. She regained her composure and sat up.

"You have failed me Bellatrix. You didn't recover what I was looking for." He told her. The light from the fire place was shimmering on his bald head. Slits for his nose flared as he peered into her eyes.

"I'm very sorry Master, but he was a far more powerful wizard then I knew. I couldn't restrain him. I……"

"HE WAS AN OLD FEEBLE MAN; YOU COULD HAVE EASILY TAKEN HIM OUT AND TAKEN THE CHEST. YOU COULD HAVE FOLLWED MY INSTRUCTIONS." He screamed at her, with a deep sigh he stood up fully peered down at the frightened witch. He pulled out his wand and pointed it at her.

"Master?" she said to him, "what are you doing. Please stop."

"I'm very sorry. But you failed in retrieving a very important item and I cannot let this happen again. So this is the end."

"NO, MASTER. LET ME HAVE ONE MORE TRY I PROMISE YOU I'LL GET YOU THE SOUL, I SWEAR I WILL."

"I'm very sorry. You have been a lot of help during these hard months."

"No." she said with a tear running down her face.

"There is nothing that I can do, being a Dark Lord."

"No………………" Bellatrix said.

"AVADA KEDAVRA!!"

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"

There was a flash of bright green light. And within a moment Lord Voldemort was gone. The body of Bellatrix had disappeared and with it all evidence of her being.