Author's Note:
Say thank you to Camelion577, she made this chapter possible with giving me the inspiration to start writing again. Without it, I would never have written this. Therefore, your reviews and PM's are very important to me. Without it, the story would never end.
Be careful with what you wish for
Chapter 10:
The Arrival of the Lord of Darkness.
Harry looked at Honeyduckes, completely burned to ashes... It was really terrible, this attack. Most of the people here in Hogsmeade, were or terribly injured, or dead. He wondered if someone knew about this… The Order… or the Ministry of Magic. At least someone who could help them.
"Look at that, there's still someone standing up…" a voice sneered. Harry tightened the grip of his wand. He didn't recognize the Death Eater in front of him, and apparently, the Death Eater didn't recognized him as well. "You're just in time, kid," he grinned. "The Dark Lord will be here soon, coming to see our fantastic work… We'll show the whole world that we're not afraid of anyone. No one can stand in our way…" While he was taking his speech, Harry grabbed out his wand and Stunned the man.
"You're wrong," he said, before running away. So Voldemort will be here. That way nobody would stand a change. He had to help the people who survived this attack. If not… they will die…
He walked around, looking into fallen stores for anyone alive. He had no luck, and neither had these people. They had died instantly. Suddenly it was unusual quiet into the streets of Hogsmeade. Harry knew enough. Voldemort had arrived.
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"Have you already found him?" Draco asked. Ron and Hermione shook no in defeat.
"Only the bodies of many people…" Hermione whispered. "It is terrible… Attacking Hogsmeade in the middle of the day! Around now it's the busiest in pubs… No one would have suspected this. I think that most people didn't even knew what was happening when the roof felt down… They must have been really scared…"
Draco sighed. "I know…"
"What do you mean: you know!?" Ron yelled angrily. "You're father has helped those people die!!"
"I am not like my father!!" Draco hissed.
"Once you would have followed his footsteps. Maybe this was all a huge trap to lure us. After all… you can't trust a Death Eater's son."
"Ron, stop it!" Hermione yelled.
"It's ok," Draco said to her. "I'm only here to help a friend. You have no business being here. You can go to Hogwarts if you like, drinking pumpkin juice while people are getting murdered here. It's ok really. You don't trust me, I don't trust you."
"Malfoy, that's not what we want…" Hermione sighed. "We really want to help these people and find Harry. It's just… I think that I speak for Ron as well if I say that I don't understand what kind of connection Harry has with He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named! I want to know why we are risking our lives out here to find him! We want to help, really. But we don't understand why!"
Draco looked at her. "You don't want to hear the truth. You wouldn't believe me, even if I told you."
"We would!" Hermione said. "I'm begging you! For Harry's sake!"
"He will kill me for telling but… Harry isn't the Harry we all used to know. He's… well… he is from another dimension."
"……WHAT!!!???" both Ron and Hermione instantly yelled.
"He told me he made a wish in his world. It was at the same moment that there was a Solar Eclipse. I'm sure Granger here understands what that means… A long time ago the Dark Lord visited Neville's place and killed him. There was a reason for it; there was made an prophecy. The prophecy went about a child born at the end of the seventh month of whose parents had thrice defeated him. That child will be the Dark Lord's downfall. The Dark Lord heard this prophecy and figured out that there were two children who fitted that profile. One was Neville Longbottom and the other was Harry Potter."
"So he choose Neville back then…" Hermione whispered.
"Yes, but as I said, Harry made a wish. His own world is different then ours and for a reason. In Harry's world, the Dark Lord has chosen him instead of Neville. Harry had survived the killing-curse and the Dark Lord was gone for a long time. The Dark Lord had gotten his strength back in time. Harry, who had been suffering all his life all because the Dark Lord has chosen him, wished that night. He didn't knew about the Solar Eclipse. He told the Headmaster and his parents about it. They told Pettigrew, who turned out to be a traitor. He told the Dark Lord and that's why there was an attack on the train. And that's why we are risking our lives out here."
Ron and Hermione just stood there with open mouths.
"I've warned you that you didn't want to hear it," Draco smirked.
"It's just err…" Hermione begun. "A very… interesting story…"
"I'm telling the truth," he said. "It's up to you to believe it."
"I think I believe it…" Ron said.
Both Draco and Hermione stared at him.
"No, really! I mean… it would explain everything. He has been acting very differently then before. There's no way you can act that. Yes, I think I believe it."
Hermione smiled. "Then I believe it too."
"Can you trust a son of a Death Eater?" Draco asked teasingly to Ron. Ron nodded.
"Yes, I believe I can."
Suddenly everything was quiet. There were no last screams, no talking, no whispering. Draco narrowed his eyes at this and send a sign that they mustn't talk. Looking around the corner, his eyes widened.
"The Dark Lord is here…" he whispered.
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Harry watched everything silently behind a wall when he suddenly spotted Ron, Hermione and Draco. What are they doing here!? Why aren't they in the school, like they should be!
In the meanwhile Voldemort was walking through Hogsmeade looking pleased at the result. He was close to the spot where the three were hidden. Though, it wasn't Voldemort who had found them. It was Nagini.
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Draco had lead the others further away as the Dark Lord and his Death Eaters approached. He was relieved when they walked further, never seeing them. However, he never thought of the snake; Nagini. Neither did the others. When the snake found them, Hermione let out a shriek. A shriek which got everyone's attention.
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Author's Note:
I love cliff-hangers… don't you?
