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Harry Potter and the Return of the Phoenix
Summery: This is dark time for wizardly world. More death, more blood, more tortures, and now, with the death of the greatest wizard, Albus Dumbledore, everyone awaits anxiously to meet their fate. But no one could be as anxious as Harry Potter. As he will try to find 6 horcruxes and go after final seventh one, he is torn with sorrow and hopelessness. Only if he could see a sign of hope that he can win against the world's most evil sorcerer.
Chapter 1. The Mother's Plot
"Crucio," said a high, cold voice.
The Death Eater shrieked as he writhed on the stone cold floor. The rest of the Death Eaters standing behind Voldemort, clearly afraid they could be tortured as well. One Death Eater was trying to comfort one sobbing women.
"My son, Draco. Please, My Lord, please forgive him. He is only 16 years old. He is only a child. Lucius's child, my child. Please forgive him. Torture me, kill me instead if you have to," pleaded women.
"Cissa, you do not plead the Dark Lord. Your son, Draco has failed him. He has to be punished…"
"How can you say to your nephew! Look at him! He is dying!"
Malfoy just coughed up some blood, and Narcissa sobbed harder.
"I do not need a Death Eater who cares, who loves, who is afraid to kill." Snared the cold voice.
"My Lord…I tried…I almost succeed, but Snape…"
"SILENCE!" the cold voice interrupted. "I do not need to hear your pathetic excuses, Malfoy. You are just like your father, weak, abstain-minded, and coward. You deserve this pain, Crucio!"
Another scream sprang out and the sobbing hardened. It only last 30 second, but to everyone, it seems like it lasted eternity.
"Want to say something to me, Malfoy?" sniggered the voice. "I can easily access your feeble mind, Malfoy. You want me to take back what I just said, don't you? Well, I am not going to, but I have to admit, your mother is stronger than I expected. Pity that you didn't inherit her bravery."
"And my sly friend Severus, why did you kill Dumbledore? I thought I made myself clear when I told it was Malfoy's test. Did you want to take the glory to yourself?"
"My Lord, I was aware of your command. Nonetheless, Malfoy's delay could have jeopardized your plan, so I thought I should step in. I did not care about the glory. As long as you are my Lord, then the glory is mine." said Snape calmly.
"I sense great deception with your mind. You are hiding something aren't you! Even my beloved pet, Nagini, senses your deception!" snared the cold voice.
The giant serpent slid down from shadowy figure and wrapped Snape, as if it was waiting for a command to strike him. Snape, unnerved by the snake's behavior, sternly replied,
"My Lord. You know of magic as beyond we can comprehend. How can I hide my thought from your greatness?"
"Ahahaha!" laughed Voldemort, "I haven't laughed ever since I was resurrected. You amuse me Snape. No wonder that fool, Dumbledore, trusted you so much. The fool's mistake, the mistake I will not take."
"My Lord, as I have told you before, my loyalty always stayed with you. I have never thought for second to abandon you."
"LIES! If your loyalty stayed with me, then you should have searched me. You should have given your life, instead of siding with my enemy to cling your life desperately. Am I wrong?"
"My Lord, like I have told you, I have thought to risk my life to search for you. But, I believed you wouldn't return. I know now that was my worst mistake. Still, I wanted to avenge you. So I sided with Dumbledore to learn more about your enemy and kill Dumbledore and Harry Potter, but then, you have returned. That's why I returned to you and risked my life being a spy and killed Dumbledore. Didn't the murder of Dumbledore proved my royalty?"
"My Lord! Do not trust Snape. He could have done more for us, but…" shrieked a woman.
"Be quiet Bellatrix! You do not make decision for Dark Lord! Mind your places!" Snared Snape.
"How dare you…." Bellatrix opened her mouth angrily.
"My Lord, may I request a private conversation?" requested Snape
"Request granted," said Lord Vordemort, "leave us!"
Every black shadowy figure murmured and quietly left. Narcissa Malfoy took her unconscious son and quietly left. She put tucked her son on his bed, but didn't stay with her son. The hatred burned inside. She could feel the rage crushing her fear. She wanted revenge. She didn't care about anything other than her own child. She wanted the man, who caused this to suffer like her son. She walked back. As she was walking, she saw Snape, walking toward her.
"Narcissa! The Dark Lord ordered to leave him alone."
"Snape, come with me. I want to talk to you," said Narcissa with hatred.
"Narcissa, if it's about your son Draco…"
"Of course it's about my son Draco!" snapped Narcissa, "WHY DIDN'T YOU SUPPORT HIM WHEN THE DARK LORD TORTURED HIM! WHY DIDN'T YOU SAY ANYTHING TO HELP HIM! YOU COULD HAVE EVEN LIED!"
"Narcissa I…have nothing to say. You are right. I failed to protect Draco because I was…afraid of the Dark Lord. You have every right to hate me."
"I do not need your pathetic excuse or apology. You have to make up for your failure with action," snapped Narcisaa.
"All right. What is it you want me to do?"
"Kill him."
"Harry Potter? I will gladly crush his every…"
"Not Potter! The…"
"What are you doing Cissa!" interrupted Belitrix. "why are you talking to that traitorous slime ball!"
"We will talk later Snape." Beamed Narcissa.
"Indeed we will Narcissa. Indeed we will…"
A/N: This is my first fiction. I know, I know. I suck, but please don't be harsh on me. If you didn't like my story, then please give me some criticisms. I need a devil's advocate after all. Thank you for reading my story and review please!
Review of the Day: "Ah, Harry, how often this happens, even between the best of friends! Each of us believes that what he has to REVIEW is much more important than anything the other might have to contribute!"—Albus Dumbledore (HP 6) I got this idea from someone I forgot the name. Thank you to that person.
