Metamorphosis
Chapter 9: Sacrifice
The broom swept from side to side as the wind banged against him. Harry knew he was flying too high, but he had to make sure he wouldn't be spotted. When Hogsmeade came into view, Harry swooped down as fast as his broom would go, nearly running into the sign of the deserted robe shop. The Hog's Head was just around the corner and Harry landed by the front entrance. He looked around for any sign of life, but the wind was the only thing that he could hear. There were cobwebs dangling from the entrance door as if it hadn't been used in years.
Harry hoped that his instincts were right. In the illusion of the Death Eater's trap in the muggle world, Aberfoth had said to him that they'd meet again. And Harry hoped that it had been a premonition and not just a dead end. He approached the Hog's Head door and reached out for the knob, hoping it was unlocked. A sharp pain spread up his arm and Harry's body was launched backward. He skidded across the ground, scraping his arms and head. Shakily he got up, realizing it had been a shocking charm.
"But those are fatal…how am I still alive?" Harry whispered aloud.
He looked down at his bleeding arm and saw that the ring on his finger was glowing. The ancient ring had protected him. He had used its powers without knowing it. Harry swallowed as he approached again only making sure not to get too close. This proved that someone was inside the Hog's Head. Harry gripped his wand with the hand that had the ring and he pointed it at the door. He whispered the spell "incendio" to destroy the shock charm that had been placed on it. The door sizzled and then sprung open sharply, slamming into the wall behind it. Harry kept his wand in hand and jumped through the doorway.
A spell came flying at him and he ducked and rolled. Then suddenly smoke filled the entire room and Harry covered his face. There was a shadow looming toward him from the smoke and Harry couldn't breathe, because the smoke was so thick. He couldn't see the way out so he stood prepared. The ring on his finger glowed luminously and Harry glanced down at it. He saw the figure hesitate and Harry had time to shoot a stunning spell at the person. He heard a sound of surprise and the figure vanished. Seconds later the smoke began to clear and Harry could finally see. He stepped forward and his eyes widened as he beheld the motionless figure on the floor.
The man's eyes widened in recognition as Harry came into view.
"Harry Potter?"
Harry nodded slowly. "You're…Aberforth."
The older man couldn't move but Harry could see the answer in his blue eyes—the same blue as Dumbledore's. Harry reversed the stunning spell and Aberforth stood up, adjusting his raggedy robe.
"So, you finally came," Aberforth said quietly as he picked up his wand, which had been dropped when Harry had stunned him.
"That illusion then…it was real. You told me we'd meet again."
"Yes, but don't say any more just yet," Aberforth said, putting a finger to his lips.
He waved his wand and the front door shut and locked. Then he placed another shocker charm on it and Harry could see even for an old man, like Dumbledore, he had fast reflexes. Aberforth gestured for Harry to follow him and they went to the very back of the Hog's Head, behind the bar. There was a column that rose up from the behind the bar counters and rose up to the ceiling, helping to hold the building in place. Aberforth bent down and waved his wand at the bottom of the column. A piece of it slid open and revealed an empty slot. Aberforth reached up and lifted something from around his neck. It was a necklace with a pendant on the end in the shape of the slot—a diamond-shape.
Aberforth placed the diamond-shaped pendant in place and turned it several different ways until Harry heard a click. And then from behind him something moved. Harry turned and saw that one of the many paintings hanging on the wall turned upside down and moved so that behind it a wall opened. Aberforth closed the column magically and headed for the opened wall. Harry followed right behind him. There was a tunnel behind the wall and once Harry was inside with Aberforth, the wall closed behind them. And they were left in darkness.
"Lumos ascendius!" Aberforth whispered.
Several torches appeared floating mid-air and lit up the tunnel. Harry's lips parted in surprise as he saw that the tunnel seemed to have no end that he could see. He didn't know how long it was or where it led, but it was definitely much bigger than he had expected.
"What is this?" Harry asked.
Aberforth turned to him and for a second Harry thought his eyes twinkled like Dumbledore's, but his expression was grim.
"It's my secret tunnel where I hide away when I'm not morphed as a bar tender. And I knew you'd come. I tried to contact you magically through your dreams and it seems that it worked."
"Er, yeah," Harry said, not wanting to explain that he hadn't been exactly dreaming. "How is it that you were able to get to me all the way in the muggle world?"
Aberforth's eyes darkened. "I had to try many times. The only way I suspect it went through is when I cursed a Dementor, or tried to."
He exhaled deeply and leaned against the wall. "I heard about the tragedy of your relatives and I also heard about Fudge's idiotic move in closing access to the muggle world. I figured Voldemort was behind it and I knew you must've been trapped. I thought that perhaps if I cast a spell onto a Dementor that it would eventually find you. I knew that Voldemort has always been desperate to get you…everyone knows that and it doesn't take a spy to figure it out. So I thought that Dementors would go to the muggle world since they are neither dead nor alive so they aren't affected by the block that Fudge placed.
"I also know that Dementors communicate with each other telepathically. They don't have thoughts, just feelings…but if that one even came into contact with you, the muggle world or another Dementor, the message would get to you eventually. And I've heard from Dumbledore how resourceful you are in surviving dangerous situations so I had faith you'd receive my message."
Harry nodded. "I did. You told me you're a metamorphmagus like Tonks. And that's how you keep up the appearance of the bar tender, right?"
"Correct. No one but Dumbledore and you know I'm his brother. To Voldemort, I died in the first war. And that's why I continue to hide out here. This secret passage is not listed anywhere and it was created by me and Dumbledore. It leads to only a couple places, one of them including Hogwarts."
"What?" Harry gasped. "You mean…I could get to Hogwarts through this!"
Aberforth nodded. "Yes, but I'm afraid Dumbledore is not at Hogwarts right now."
Harry closed his mouth and slumped against the wall in disappointment. "Oh. Where did he go?"
"To find the sanctuary that is considered the heart of the wizard world. It's the most magically protected spot because for one thing Merlin used to use it to train wizards so there are remnants of his ancient magic. But also Merlin's prodigy, another powerful sorcerer, killed the last Silverback Tyrant in that spot, at least from what oral legends have told."
"You know about Merlin's prodigy and the Silverback Tyrants? Does that mean Dumbledore knows?"
"Yes, it's why he's going there. However…there are many pieces of the legend that are missing. There's no evidence of it, only the story passed along about Merlin's prodigy and his studies of these ancient creatures that no one knows nothing about," Aberforth explained, wiping his forehead with his sleeve. "I'm afraid we know nothing else. But there was enough said to figure out the location of this spot, which is what Dumbledore's spent years working on."
"Do you know about the ring?" Harry asked, holding up his hand.
Aberforth peered at the ring curiously. "No, what is that?"
"It's what Voldemort's after," Harry said. "Do you know if Dumbledore knew about this ring?"
Shaking his head, Aberforth sighed. "I don't know. My brother and I don't keep in touch often. It's too dangerous for both of us, but especially me. If Voldemort were to find out I was still alive he might try to use me to get to my brother. That's why I've worked so hard to keep up my disguise as a poor, harmless old bar tender."
"Look, thank you for sending me that message, but I need to get to Dumbledore! Hogwarts is in danger! Voldemort figured out Dumbledore's plan to disguise Hogwarts as Beauxbatons and I've got to tell him."
"I'm afraid I don't know how to get to the sanctuary he went to. And if what you say is true then not only Hogwarts is in danger. If Voldemort has the upper hand and he's going to confront my brother he's after something else as well. I'm sure it's the Ministry's secret."
"What secret?"
"I don't know, but I believe Albus was protecting some sort of secret that the Ministry contained—something to do with a different story passed down. I don't know the answers, but I know that Voldemort is aware that there's something about or in the Ministry that he doesn't know about and I'm certain he wants to figure it out."
Harry felt his chest tighten. "There must be something we can do. Please! If I at least can get to Hogwarts and warn the teachers they might be able to do something!"
Aberforth sighed and shook his head. "Even if you warn them, the protections on the school won't hold Voldemort back for long. Voldemort grew up at Hogwarts and for years has been growing stronger and with every defeat he learns new strategies. He'll be able to break through Hogwart's protections soon if he can't already. There's not enough power to stop him and all his Death Eaters."
"This ring might be able to help protect Hogwarts…," Harry said aloud, glancing down at his hand. "But I have to find Dumbledore! He might know how to use the ring! If I'm right, Voldemort's probably sent most of his Death Eaters and monsters to Hogwarts and then he's probably gone off to find Dumbledore. And I think Voldemort knows I'm still alive. I think he sensed me when I used magic to find the ring, but I don't think he knows I have it. Aberforth, you have to get into Hogwarts and warn the teachers about Voldemort's attack!"
"I doubt it would help much," he said wearily.
"But…you told me you're a spy for the Order right?"
"No, I used to be a spy for the Order before I faked my own death. Nowadays I occasionally help my brother."
"But you were pretending to be Doholov's son, a Death Eater, right?"
"For a while yes, but that was only to learn about you and possibly what Voldemort was planning. My brother asked me to do that one favor for him and I failed to acquire any really useful details. Rita Skeeter was the one who found the Death Eaters' hideout and heard them mention the Black Hag. After that, Dumbledore asked me to pose as a Death Eater and go there, but I wasn't considered one of Voldemort's most loyal followers so I didn't learn much."
"I know everything Voldemort's planning! I faked my own death too and transformed a Death Eater to look like me! And I posed as the Death Eater to find out what Voldemort was planning," Harry explained as Aberforth's eyes widened.
"You possess metamormagus abilities as well? Dumbledore never mentioned that…"
"Well…it's the first time I've tried and I didn't actually think I could do it, but…anyway, he was planning to get to the Black Hag to get a Shaman pendant that would lead him to this ring using one of Salazar Slytherin's spells. I got to the Black Hag first and convinced her to help me. And that's how I got this ring. And if the Black Hag does what we agreed on, Voldemort shouldn't know I have the real ring until it's too late. That's why I have to get to Dumbledore now before Hogwarts is attacked!"
Aberforth smiled slightly. "I see. You are very talented, Mr. Potter. I suppose I could help, but as I've said before warning the teachers might not be much help."
Harry sighed heavily and gazed down at the floor. He knew that he couldn't give up. He couldn't let Voldemort win otherwise Hogwarts and all his friends would be destroyed. Harry squeezed his eyes shut. He had come this far and had…had killed a Death Eater, albeit after a Dementor had sucked his soul out. There had to be something he could do…it couldn't be a dead end!
Harry gasped aloud. He opened his eyes as he remembered something. Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out the small box that Voldemort had given him when he posed as Mulciber.
"Could this help?" Harry asked, handing the box to him.
Aberforth held out his hand and took the box. He opened it and with shaky hands pulled out a small bronze sphere. Harry stared at it in wonder.
"By Merlin's beard…," Aberforth whispered. "How did you get this?"
"Voldemort," Harry answered as Aberfroth gazed at him in astonishment. "It's when I posed as Mulciber, one of his most loyal Death Eaters and showed me my fake body. He rewarded me with that. I think he was so thrilled to see my body that he didn't try to read Mulciber's mind much."
"That was a grave risk you took. From what I understand, you have a bond with Voldemort that he can easily sense."
Harry stared at him. "I know. If he had gotten any closer…my scar would've burned so bad and everything would've been ruined, but…I couldn't just sit around waiting for someone to save me."
"Amazing," Aberforth said hoarsely, examining the sphere. "It's an ancient but dark mystical item. It was originally called The Dark Pearl but Salazar named if after himself calling it Salazar's Pearl. Salazar supposedly stole it from the Black Hag centuries ago. It's an item that can store a lot of power, although no one knows for sure all of its abilities. Salazar used it against many, including Godric Gryffindor. If it hadn't been stolen by one of Salazar's followers and gotten lost, it's possible Salazar might've been victorious. Well…perhaps. I'm not sure if this item is really that powerful, but it's definitely one of kind. And I'm certain after all these centuries of being with the Black Hag who feeds on magic it must have a lot of magic stored up inside of it."
"What can it do? And why would Voldemort give one of his Death Eaters something so powerful?"
"It intensifies powers, Harry. That much we know. But it hardly makes one invincible. Voldemort knows that his Death Eaters wouldn't dare challenge him and that this item wouldn't give them the power to destroy him. Only Dumbledore knows how to get around Voldemort's alleged immortality. Even I don't know Voldemort's secret. Albus has been careful to keep that information to himself. But…I believe this item could come in handy. It may increase Hogwart's protections enough to hold the Death Eaters at bay. For how long though I'm not sure."
"It's alright. It's better than nothing," Harry said, pushing off the wall. "Please, Aberforth, go to Professor McGonagall and tell her Hogwarts is in danger and Voldemort's going to attack any minute, if he already hasn't. And tell her I'm alive and I'm going to find Dumbledore. Oh and one more thing!"
Harry took off the ring and handed it to him. "This is for Dumbledore, just in case I don't find him. I think it'd be safer inside Hogwarts anyway."
Aberforth gazed at it and looked at him in surprise. Slowly he took the ring too. "Very well," Aberforth said, slipping the sphere into his robe. "Then I have something for you."
He took something out of his pocket and handed it to Harry. It was what looked like an old book, but it was very small. Not much bigger than the size of his hand.
"This is a special charmed book that Albus and I used as a cover to contact one another. It should help you find him. It is only activated by mine or Albus' voice, for safety reasons, but I will activate it for you. It is my only means of communication with my brother. I wish you luck, Harry Potter. And I hope I have the honor of seeing you again."
Harry nodded, not knowing what else to say. He took the book gratefully. "Thank you."
Aberforth whispered something toward the book and Harry watched as the book suddenly opened. The words originally in the book vanished and instead lines appeared, scribbling everywhere until Harry realized it was a map. A flashing arrow pointed to a spot on the map and Harry knew that it must've been where Dumbledore was.
Aberforth waved his wand and the wall opened up for Harry. After he stepped out of the secret passage, he turned to see quickly vanish down the tunnel. The secret room closed and the painting moved back to its original position. Harry was surrounded by silence again and he stepped back away from the wall. He wanted nothing more than to follow Aberforth to Hogwarts to see his friends and to show them that he was alright. Harry wanted to see his friends again, especially if it might be the last time. But he knew that time was running out and that Hogwart's safety was more important. And now he had to get to Dumbledore.
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The blood-curdling screams echoed through the night air. Death Eaters stood around watching with frightened eyes as two Death Eaters in particular writhed painfully on the ground. They were both bleeding and their faces pale and sweaty with eyes widened in terror.
"Please master…have mercy!' Doholov cried out as blood oozed from his lips.
The other Death Eater beside him was Avery.
"You both have failed me!" Voldemort hissed angrily as his eyes illuminated the dark. "Do you think I don't know about you sending a false message about killing the boy at his muggles' house, Doholov! Or how you didn't have the brains to see past Potter's disguise, Avery? You let him into my domain and now he has enough information that could ruin my plans!"
Voldemort shot the killing curse at Avery who screeched right before his eyes went blank. Doholov whimpered and stuttered as he pleaded to Voldemort for mercy.
"The boy is not only alive but he has escaped the muggle world! If we don't get to Dumbledore first then all my patience will be for nothing!"
"M-master, please, I didn't know he was still alive," Doholov whispered hoarsely.
Voldemort hissed "cruico" and Doholov screamed yet again. Bella, Lucius, Macnair and others watched on with terror.
"Be it a lesson for you all!" Voldemort shouted, glaring menacingly at all of them. "The boy has slipped through my grasp because of all of you incompetent fools! Dumbledore has taught him well…," he hissed, pacing back and forth as Doholov lay crumpled on the ground. "If I had done things myself I wouldn't have been so distracted and I would've seen through Potter's disguise…All I asked was for you all to take care of one boy! One weak child! If any of you fail me again I will dispose of you!"
The Death Eaters were all silent and kept their heads bowed low. Voldemort stopped pacing and ignored Doholov who was still lying bleeding on the ground.
"There is only one thing to do! I must get rid of the boy myself! He must be my top priority once again! Having him alive interferes greatly with my plans!"
"My liege," Bella said quietly as Voldemort's crimson eyes scorched toward her. "What about Dumbledore?"
Voldemort's face contorted with fury and she tensed, but no curse came flying at her. "It will take him a long time to get anything out of the sanctuary! The sanctuary itself doesn't have much power or protection so it must be where the Ministry is keeping its secret. That auror Shaklebolt didn't know anything about the secret when I invaded his mind, but I'm certain Dumbledore knows about it. It could be that it's hidden there. If only I knew the Ministry's secret! Dumbledore was clever enough to make sure none of the Ministry members were aware of it! Rita Skeeter didn't have anything useful either.
"I will figure it out! Dumbledore won't get the better of me! I still have time against him and my other servants have already surrounded Hogwarts. If they breech it we will go straight there to get rid of Dumbledore's source. However, if it's not breeched I must find a way to get the boy. I know him too well by now…I'm certain he's searching for Dumbledore. We must continue our journey toward the sanctuary, but quickly! And this time I'll take care of Potter myself!" Voldemort hissed. "Macnair! Come forth!"
Macnair winced but crawled toward Voldemort with his head bowed. Voldemort pointed his wand at him.
"In order to get Potter I must fool him. Dumbledore will figure out my plan no doubt, but all I need is a few minutes…As long as you remain a distance away from Dumbledore it should buy enough time."
Voldemort waved his wand and Macnair was surrounded by the spell. Bella and the others watched intensely.
"These are your orders!"
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The book continued to stay open and Harry followed the lines as it showed him where to go. He was the moving dot that was approaching the flashing arrow. Harry hoped that Aberforth had gotten to Hogwarts in time. Harry flew up higher, staring at the book. As Harry continued to get closer, he felt his adrenaline pumping and Harry soared even faster. The wind was blowing the pages, but Harry made sure to keep the book wide open. If it closed he was quite certain he wouldn't be able to get it open again, which meant he'd lose track of Dumbledore's whereabouts.
He soared downward toward a large cluster of trees. He saw something glimmering and he could see that there was a pond, or some sort of body of water down there as well. The map was pointing straight at the pile of trees nearby the body of water. Harry came closer to the thick forest. Unfortunately as he neared that particular spot his broom started spinning out of control. Harry pulled up sharply using his Quidditch instincts. He clutched the open book to his chest as he directed his broom with one hand. After backing away, his broom stopped spinning. Harry floated there mid-air staring at where the map was directing him.
"It must be protected so I can't get right to the spot…," he whispered aloud. "But maybe if I go to a different area of the forest and walk there I might reach it."
Harry went back a short ways and headed down toward the trees. He saw that his place on the map moved farther away from the dot, but he could see that if he just walked through the trees he'd eventually discover Dumbledore's location. It was dark and hard to see because it was nighttime and the eerie silence of the forest only made him more wary. There was an echo a distance away and Harry was certain it was a dragon's growl. There were probably many creatures in the forest that didn't want to be disturbed.
Something nearby slithered and Harry wheeled around. He used his wand for light and examined his surroundings. Nothing seemed to be there. Quickly, Harry ran with the book in hand, following the path that the book directed. He was afraid of it suddenly closing on him and then he'd be lost. It led him toward the pond and the arrow was inside the trees across the pond. Harry wasn't sure if anything was in the large pond, but he didn't want to chance it. He took out his broom and flew above the pond. His broom jerked around, but Harry held onto it tightly.
And then there was the sound of something exploding. Harry saw smoke billowing up from the trees nearby and his heart began to race. He flew unsteadily toward the smoke and was suddenly hurled off his broom. Harry skidded into a bush, scraping his cheek against the ground. Worst of all, the book flew from his hand and snapped shut. Harry's eyes widened and he jolted upward and ran toward the book. He opened it but all that was inside were the original pages as seen before. The map was gone.
Harry stood up, taking out his wand. Turning around, Harry looked to see his broom in mid-air, motionless. Some kind of protection was preventing him from flying to the exact spot. Harry heard the sound of voices, loud and somewhere nearby. Harry hid in the darkness, slowly creeping toward the sounds. When he walked further past many trees there was yet another clearing only this one had a moat that surrounded a small area of land.
"Blast it again!"
Harry jumped as he heard the voice nearby. He dashed behind a tree and peered around it. A small group of Death Eaters were on the other side of the moat shooting spells and curses at the area of land. Their curses seemed to bounce off an invisible shield. Harry was still a distance away so he couldn't tell which Death Eaters were there, but he counted at least ten.
"Put all your strength into it!" a Death Eater shouted.
All of them continued to shoot magic at the protected area.
"Move aside!"
Harry's eyes widened as he saw Voldemort step forth from the crowd of Death Eaters. He was shooting curses as well. Harry watched uncertain of what to do. If this was the place, where was Dumbledore? There was another growl somewhere nearby and Harry was certain a dragon was not happy about the commotion. Another explosion made Harry's heart nearly stop in his chest. Something in the air shimmered and then suddenly aurors appeared. Harry had to shut his mouth before he gave away his position when he saw Dumbledore appear as well. Dumbledore and the few aurors with him were in the land area surrounded by the moat.
"You think this sanctuary will protect you forever, Dumbledore!" Voldemort exclaimed. "You're wasting your time creating this sanctuary! Its power is hardly great."
Dumbledore just stared at him. "You're wasting your time, Voldemort. You don't have enough Death Eaters to break through these protections."
Bella Lestrange laughed and approached. "We'll destroy it eventually, you old fool! We have time while you all just stand there waiting for your defeat!"
Harry's anger boiled at seeing Bella Lestrange. She had pushed Sirius into the veil and Harry wanted nothing more than to see her dead. Stepping backward quietly, Harry walked to the side of the moat so he was a good distance away from the Death Eaters and Voldemort yet still far from Dumbledore. He knew he couldn't cross the moat because of Dumbledore's protections, but at least if he could get Dumbledore's attention perhaps Dumbledore could let him in so that he could help Dumbledore fight off the Death Eaters. He had to do something; he couldn't just sit there!
The area around the entire moat had been illuminated probably due to one of the Death Eater's spells so they could better see Dumbledore. That meant Harry could see as well, but he was still hidden in the darkness. Dumbledore had his wand pointed toward them and Harry could see the strength in Dumbledore's features. Despite Dumbledore's powers, Harry felt the urge to help his mentor. Dumbledore needed to know about the ring and he needed to return to Hogwarts. Not only would Dumbledore then be able to use the ring, once Aberforth gave it to him, but he'd be able to better protect Hogwarts. That way, Dumbledore would have the advantage.
Harry was worried about Voldemort realizing his presence. And yet…if Harry stayed far enough way as Voldemort was distracted Harry might have a chance at evading him. Hopefully once he revealed himself, Dumbledore would let Harry apparate to the moat before Voldemort could. That way Harry could help Dumbledore from inside the moat.
The Death Eaters continued to fire curses and hexes. Harry snuck out of his hiding place as Dumbledore and the aurors continued to cast protections on the invisible barrier. Harry grasped his wand tightly trying to decide what to do. Suddenly, Bella shot a red blast toward the moat causing another explosion that shook the entire moat. Several other Death Eaters seemed to aid her in the explosion and that made Harry react. He wouldn't lose Dumbledore like he had Sirius. Dumbledore and the aurors were shaking due to the fact that the moat was trembling because of the explosion. As the smoke cleared, Harry ran out toward the moat.
"DUMBLEDORE!"
Dumbledore's eyes directed toward him and Harry could see the surprise. The Death Eaters also turned.
"Harry!" one of the aurors exclaimed. He obviously didn't expect to see him alive.
"Hogwarts is being attacked!" Harry shouted.
"POTTER!" Bella screeched.
Harry was a good distance away, but with anger he pointed his wand toward her. A huge blast of power came out of his wand and Harry saw Bella's face turn pale. Many Death Eaters, including Bella, were blown off their feet. Harry wasn't sure if his spell was stronger because he had been wearing the ring recently, or if his anger had made intensified it. Either way, he felt satisfaction as Bella was hurled to the ground. Harry turned to glance at Dumbledore, ready to do whatever Dumbledore said next.
"Harry!" Dumbledore shouted lifting his wand.
He heard the urgency in Dumbledore's voice. It was the same unease that had been in his voice during his fifth year inside the Ministry, right before Dumbledore fought Voldemort. Or rather right before Voldemort had tried to possess Harry. But Harry saw Voldemort with the other Death Eaters a good distance away. As Harry prepared to jump toward Dumbledore he felt pain erupt through his head. He saw Dumbledore shouting something and there was fear in the expressions of the other aurors. The Death Eaters hadn't moved from their places, after being thrown off their feet, but Harry found that he couldn't move. And Voldemort, who was with the Death Eaters grinned widely and suddenly his figure began to waver. And then Macnair stood in his place. Harry's eyes widened and he felt his heart leap into his throat. The pain worsened and even as his vision blurred he felt the hairs on the back of his neck rise.
Harry opened his mouth but he couldn't speak for all his muscles seemed to be paralyzed. His forehead burned with intensity and he couldn't even cry out as the searing pain throbbed in his head. He felt something at the back of his neck, something hard and pointy. There was a cold laugh behind him and Harry knew that he had fallen into a trap. That laugh…the pain…he could barely make out Dumbledore now nor could he hear what was being said. There was too much shouting, too many voices…and all went dark.
TO BE CONTINUED…
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