Harry Potter and the Cetra's Secret
Written by Chibikan
Prologue
Hogwarts, a once beautiful, peaceful, well-renowned wizarding school, now a mess of a battlefield. Harry was torn apart. He'd just gotten through watching the memories that Professor Snape had given him. His hour was almost up. Voldemort wanted him to come to the forest. He was about to die. He stopped and looked out over the lake. Just a few more minutes, he wanted to enjoy the view of those still waters. As he took those precious moments a sudden instinct overtook him. He needed to be by the lake for this battle. He didn't know how he knew, he just did. He took his wand and cast Sonorus.
"YOU COWARDLY SNAKE! IF YOU WANNA FIGHT ME COME TO THE LAKE!!! WHAT DIFFERENCE WILL IT MAKE WHERE YOU KILL ME!"
He heard laughter in his head and out of the forest stepped the Dark Lord.
"Quite correct, Potter." He raised his wand.
Harry steeled his insides, conscious of the appearance of his friends behind him. They were screaming for his life. But he was prepared, this was necessary he knew. He saw the lips begin to move.
But Voldemort stopped. He was focused on the lake. Something was happening. A large vortex of water was forming. The wild waters foamed and twisted and turned in a water cyclone. It was soon a veritable maelstrom of black water. "What trick is this Potter?" He was sure that Potter had to be doing something, that he had been fooled. But the look on Potter's face said it all. He was just as confused and shocked as he was.
The cyclone moved, on it's own seemingly. Voldemort prepared for the cyclone to come after him, after all, he was attacking Hogwarts, surely the waterfolk were seeking to protect their home. But it didn't come after him after all.
Harry was unprepared for the vortex to descend upon him and lift him in it's force. He screamed as the twister pulled back and pulled him beneath the churning waters.
AN: Hmmm, what is this you may ask. It is a Harry Potter/Final Fantasy 7 crossover.