p style="text-align: center;"span style="text-decoration: underline;"strongChapter 1: The Veil/strong/span/p
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p style="text-align: left;"strongHogwarts Castle/strong/p
p style="text-align: left;" As much as Voldemort hated to do it, it was his only choice. As much as he loathed to admit it, he was dying. And as much as he despised uncertainty, it was better than death. He could not win today. He could either die, or resort to his completely uncertain solution. And while he was an elegant person, and this last resort effort was anything but, it was his only hope. With that thought in mind, as the first rays of sunlight hit his retina, and he heard Harry's bellow of "emExpelliarmus"/em, the air distorted and Voldemort disappeared./p
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p style="text-align: left;"strongDepartment of Mysteries/strong/p
p style="text-align: left;"strong /strongWith a loud crack, a tall and pale figure suddenly appeared in the department of mysteries. Here, in the bowels of the ministry itself, he had stationed his death eater. Upon Voldemort's arrival, the masked man immediately bowed low./p
p style="text-align: left;""The attack was unsuccessful. The veil is now my only chance to survive, and strike at that fool Potter. To think that this whole time, he was the master of the elder wand. Of course, when I realized that, I saw that there was no way I could win as I am now. It is said that the veil will trap those who enter in limbo, a bridge where there is no space and no time. The same can be said of the apparition charm. They are both rifts, or, as some muggles might call them, fluctuations in that continuum. So what happens when two rifts overlap? I know now that with my army broken, those fools and that Potter will hunt me to the end of the Earth. My only escape is to another dimension."/p
p style="text-align: left;"So Voldemort stepped into the veil. Once again in the limbo, Voldemort raised his wand and attempted the spell. But rather than picture a new destination in space, he pictured a new dimension. And he was gone./p
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p style="text-align: left;"strongNumber Four, Privet Drive/strong/p
p style="text-align: left;" A young boy with a scar upon his head was excited. For he had just recently discovered that he was a wizard. And tomorrow he would be off to Hogwarts./p
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p style="text-align: left;"(A/N) My first ever story. So, how is it? Any feedback (yes, even flames) are appreciated./p
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p style="text-align: left;"strongHogwarts Castle/strong/p
p style="text-align: left;" As much as Voldemort hated to do it, it was his only choice. As much as he loathed to admit it, he was dying. And as much as he despised uncertainty, it was better than death. He could not win today. He could either die, or resort to his completely uncertain solution. And while he was an elegant person, and this last resort effort was anything but, it was his only hope. With that thought in mind, as the first rays of sunlight hit his retina, and he heard Harry's bellow of "emExpelliarmus"/em, the air distorted and Voldemort disappeared./p
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p style="text-align: left;"strongDepartment of Mysteries/strong/p
p style="text-align: left;"strong /strongWith a loud crack, a tall and pale figure suddenly appeared in the department of mysteries. Here, in the bowels of the ministry itself, he had stationed his death eater. Upon Voldemort's arrival, the masked man immediately bowed low./p
p style="text-align: left;""The attack was unsuccessful. The veil is now my only chance to survive, and strike at that fool Potter. To think that this whole time, he was the master of the elder wand. Of course, when I realized that, I saw that there was no way I could win as I am now. It is said that the veil will trap those who enter in limbo, a bridge where there is no space and no time. The same can be said of the apparition charm. They are both rifts, or, as some muggles might call them, fluctuations in that continuum. So what happens when two rifts overlap? I know now that with my army broken, those fools and that Potter will hunt me to the end of the Earth. My only escape is to another dimension."/p
p style="text-align: left;"So Voldemort stepped into the veil. Once again in the limbo, Voldemort raised his wand and attempted the spell. But rather than picture a new destination in space, he pictured a new dimension. And he was gone./p
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p style="text-align: left;"strongNumber Four, Privet Drive/strong/p
p style="text-align: left;" A young boy with a scar upon his head was excited. For he had just recently discovered that he was a wizard. And tomorrow he would be off to Hogwarts./p
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p style="text-align: left;"(A/N) My first ever story. So, how is it? Any feedback (yes, even flames) are appreciated./p
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