Chapter 14 Christmas: unexpected twist
"Remus, Severus, a quick word with you," Dumbledore spoke, once the group had drunk up the toasts. "And the rest of you, enjoy yourselves, it's Christmas." They gave a nod, before exiting the room.
"Hmm…you two seemed a little off color during the whole thing today, quite unlike yourselves."
"The news came much of a shock." Lupin muttered. "Who would have thought?"
Dumbledore's face darkened.
"The idea of a Light Lord? The idea of Life Feeders? Come on Albus, you're losing your touch."
"Quite agreeable Remus. Dumbledore, it seems to me that you've stolen the Dark Lord's idea—not giving credit where credit is due." The headmaster glared at the two men, wondering briefly if those two had already crossed over.
"The war has begun. The time to choose sides is approaching, unless of course both of you have already done so."
Neither men spoke.
"And hopefully you will both choose to remain on the Light side." the old man paused as though he needed time to think of how he should phrase what he said next.
"The world is being divided now. Both sides are gathering supporters. It is only fitting that there is a Light Lord to contradict the Dark Lord, only fitting that there are Death Eaters and Life Feeders. Everything exists in a delicate balance. Opposite forces exist in a natural balance, it always has been and it forever will be, that is if both sides remain and neither side swallows the other. That is why every supporter counts. It only takes one person to tip the scale between eternal Light or eternal Darkness."
Dumbledore sighed, seeing no significant response from either man.
"This I shall let you decide. In the meantime you will both work on the task that I have assigned. You are to set apart your differences and come together, join together to complete the task at hand."
Snape and Lupin stared at each other. This time, when their eyes met there was no hatred or loath, quite different from how Snape and Black were when they were forced to set aside the past. Instead something else flickered, something like a new understanding, a new bond.
"I see there won't be any objections to this which is very good…" The headmaster added.
"In this case, I wish both of you a very pleasant Christmas."
The two nodded, before heading outside.
"And oh, Remus, please do take care of yourself. It's Christmas, hopefully you won't hurt anyone tonight, hopefully there won't be any more mischief."
"Yes headmaster." he replied coolly as though he really had control over what he did or didn't do. Without taking another look at the headmaster, Lupin followed the Potion master out of the classroom.
Dumbledore watched the two leave. Finally when they were completely out of ear and eyeshot, the headmaster turned around and bent down. He lifted up his right leg a bit, which was stepping on a tail. Using his hand, he picked up the creature by its tail. The rat fidgeted.
"Well, well, well, I suppose you heard all. Now what to do with you? .I can't have you reporting back to Tom, oh no, that won't happen Peter, that won't happen at all…."
There was a brief silence.
"Can I speak with you alone now?" It came out slowly, word for word, not a request, but more of a command.
Remus nodded.
"Alright…."
This was followed by more silence as the two headed down the quiet, empty corridors to a nearby empty classroom.
"You didn't drink, nor did Mad-Eye…" Snape finally said, after a bit more silence.
"Mad-Eye's famous for only drinking out of his own flask. Yes I did not either, but then neither did you." Lupin replied smoothly. Snape stared intently at the werewolf.
"Why?"
Remus shrugged. He didn't really know why. All he knew was that he highly disagreed with Dumbledore, in fact, he had been speaking against the headmaster for quite some time.
"No reason and even if there was, what makes you think I'll share it with you?" Lupin replied carefully.
"I see…"
"What about you…" Lupin asked taking off the invisible pressure put on himself and placing it on the other.
The Potion master smiled. "Dumbledore's got one thing right. It is time to choose sides."
Lupin frowned. "Have you done so?"
"Yes I have." He glanced at the place where the Dark Marks laid underneath his sleeves. "I know where my loyalties lie."
Lupin followed the other's eyes. "To Voldemort?"
"Yes, I trust you'll keep your mouth shut."
"Where your loyalties lie does not concern him or me." There was another pause.
"Oh doesn't it?" Snape asked softly "Have you already forgotten about the VPM---"
Lupin's head shot up at this, effectively causing the other to shut up. A smile graced Snape's lips.
"I see you have not." The Potion Master stated before adding ever so quietly. "I have rejoined the pack. Will you?"
"I lie with neither" again Lupin spoke quite carefully, trying to gain both control and composure. "I am neither Dark nor Light. However I will say this—I have placed my whole life, or however much is left of me, into protecting one man, into Harry Potter. That is the path I have chosen. I've promised the boy, promised him that I'll stick by him no matter what happens."
"Then you'll be in for a big surprise…." Snape whispered softly, Lupin barley catching the words. "And the inevitable will occur."
"What?"
"Never mind…"
"Anyways, I know where the Dark Lord, Thomas, Black, and Ginny are."
"What?"
"I said I already know where those people are. For a werewolf your senses are quite low."
"Then why didn't you speak up?" Remus asked, ignoring the last comment in favor of finding out more.
"I told you, my loyalties lie with the Dark Lord and his son. Do you really think, do you really think I'll betray them?"
"No…." Remus said softly. "But what about Sirius and Ginny? Ron would probably be with Voldemort."
"Yes, he is. As for Sirius and Ginny, I think I know where they are but I cannot tell you just yet."
"Why?" The werewolf demanded.
"I want to know where Padfoot is, he might be, he might be hurt."
"I assure you if he's alive then he'll be in perfect condition. I can guarantee that."
"You're speaking in riddles Severus. If you know where they are then won't it help us all if we found them? Severus, I don't think you understand, understand how much finding Sirius means to me, means to Harry."
Snape thought a bit, noting the stern face on the other man.
"Very well, I shall tell you. Meet me tonight preferably in human form in the Whomping Willow. If I decide to tell you then it would be done then. In the meantime I must consult with someone about this, I'll send a letter and hopefully get a reply soon."
"But…you know I can't be exposed to the full moon…"
"Go earlier then. I think that's the only private place we'll be able to meet. Tonight at 1 AM at the Whomping Willow," Snape paused to think "The hallways should be clear by then for most people would either probably be asleep or at the ball, that is if it lasts that long…"
Lupin nodded. "Very well then I shall wait for you…."
"Where is he? Wormtail should be back by now." Voldemort said impatiently.
"Milord, I think he might have encountered some problems. A rat is not reliable…" Padfoot said smoothly.
Voldemort scoffed. "It was a simple task Black, .he was just suppose to deliver the Christmas presents to Thomas."
"Do you think it's possible that Thomas kept him? You know, to help him do another task before he returns?"
"Well he better not be…" Voldemort continued darkly. "I have another task for him. Hopefully Black, you remember what day it is today."
"Yes…Christmas…"
"Thus I have a great present for Dumbledore himself."
"And why must you always have a rat do the work for you? Why can't it be me?"
Voldemort turned to face the man before him.
"Peter Pettergrew is considered dead to the wizardry world. Few people know of his existence and even few knew of his Animagus form—a rat. It is easier for him to help carry out my tasks."
"I too am an Animagus. I'm a gigantic back dog that is larger then a bear with gleaming eyes…" Black said abruptly. "My lord, you do know what that stands for, do you?"
"Of course I do. It's a death omen that some say is the cause of death for seeing the 'Grim' is like seeing death." Voldmort laughed coldly. "It suits you Black, suits you well. You are far darker then all my Death Eaters combined, but not quite a Lord." Here Voldemort paused and studied Sirius.
"So you are the 'Grim'. I've always wondered who it was. I still remember the time when there was no such thing as the 'Grim'. You've established quite a reputation for yourself Black."
Black too laughed coldly. "Yes, yes I have. I, known as Padfoot to my friends is known as the 'Grim' to enemies." Black turned into his Animagus form. A smile crossed over Voldemort's lips.
"Very well, my Grim, I'll send you on this task along with Bella, and Lucius. I can't wait for Wormtail any longer, he shall be punished for being late…."
"What is this task my lord?" Black asked after returning to his human form.
"Get the other two and then I'll tell you all at once."
"Yes…milord…"
Snape scribbled down a few words. He stared at them for a bit, making sure that if it was intercepted, no one would understand what was written on it. Quite satisfied, he tied it to an owl and watched it fly away. He didn't have to write it in letter form, but decided to, for this way it would seem less suspicious.
Three pairs of eyes widened.
"Do you understand the task?"
Malfoy, Lestrange, and Black only nodded their heads quite numbly.
"I know what you are thinking, thinking that it's impossible…"
"Yes…" Black murmured.
"However it is not. If it is done correctly then all will go well."
"yes milord…" Malfoy whispered.
"The key to this is to break the main…"
"But I thought it's at Hogwarts. The reason why the Light is still standing is because of Hogwarts and Dumbledore. Why not concentrate there?"
"Two reasons, the first is that Dumbledore is still too strong for a direct attack and the second is because I do not wish to ruin Thomas' special moment, his special day. He'll blame me if I ruin it."
Black chuckled a bit, trying to cover up what sounded like "Teens". Voldeomort glared at him.
"Besides, if the plan succeeds, then the Wizardry world will soon crumble."
"I see…" Bella nodded.
"The three of you shall be in charge of this. It is crucial that we get a victory. We can't afford to mess this task up."
"Yes we understand."
"Good. Remember to fire both Marks in the sky."
"Yes….of course…"
"Then go. It wouldn't be a Christmas present if it isn't given on Christmas."
Harry sat up in bed. He groaned a bit. He barley had any sleep last night and now he had to face another day, to face another Christmas. Harry jolted awake as he realized it was Christmas. A scraping noise came from the window. He tilted his head back to find an owl scraping it with its talons. He went over and opened the window. The bird flew in, landing on his arm. Harry took the note. There wasn't anything written on the outside, but he felt sure that it was for him.
H----
There was an emergency Order meeting less then 10 minutes ago. Very peculiar conclusions have surfaced. The redhead's clock has been updated. I suggest you take a look at it. It now hangs in the Light Lord's office and also at Snuffle's place.
In regards to Snuffle, is he alive? The Redhead's clock says so. I suggest you also go look into this, if you haven't done so already. Of course you can wait for Moony and my reply for the Light Lord assigned us this task—to discover his whereabouts—the simplest task of them all, of the task that were assigned to the Life Feeders. Anyways, can't tell you more about that right now in case this falls into the hands of the enemy.
The point of this note, or rather letter, however is not to tell you this. My main concern is Moony right now. I think its' about time you shed some light onto him. He's the only one left in the Dark right now and has always been. I don't know if you know this and I don't know if I should be the one telling you this, but Snuffle's is actually HIS best man. Of course you know that the Rat and I were always at HIS side, but not sure if you knew that about Snuffle. In any case if he is alive, he can explain that to you, otherwise you can ask his cousin or ask HIM directly.
Again, my point is it's been quite unfair to Moony. I think he'll understand. Better tell him now otherwise he'll find out the truth from someone else.
Today's Christmas, it's also going to be full moon tonight.This means, it'll be the perfect time to tell him if you are going to at all. It won't look that suspicious. Moony being away in his other form, you thought to be at tonight's ball, it's perfect.
So, it'll be tonight at 1 past midnight at the Marauder's secret whereabouts.
Snivellus
Harry blinked a couple of times. He slowly reread it. He understood most if not all of it.
It's obviously for me, from Snape, though it surprises me that he'll sign with that name. Wonder what happened to the Weasley clock, how was it modified? Oh no…wait…shoot! That clock says that Sirius is alive which means they'll be out looking for him again. Light Lord? Life Feeders? What or who the hell is that? I guess Snape does know who father's right hand man is. He too has a point, it's time that Moony be informed. It might be hard for him. But better now then later…or never…Alright then, tonight I'll meet them there.
Harry flipped the note over and scribbled down
Confirmed. Tonight then, I'll be waiting. I know where Snuffle's is. I'll ask him to come if possible.
He then tied the note back on to the owl and watched it fly off. Then he waved his hand. Two more parchments appeared. On one he wrote the following.
Padfoot,
Tonight 1AM inside the Willow…
Thomas
PS: Don't need to reply….I'll be waiting….
On the other he wrote a note to his father.
Father,
Merry Christmas! Hope you are alright. It's horrible that I can't spend it with you. Hope you won't mind that.
Snape just sent me an owl. I think you should know about this. There's a new Light Lord and a bunch of Life Feeders. I'm not sure who they are, but I'll ask him later. He didn't speak in details, just in case the letter was intercepted. But whatever or whoever it is, must be stopped. You know what I mean.
By the way, if Padfoot's around, can you tell him to meet me tonight, 1 am inside the Whomping Willow. He knows where that is. I sent him a letter already, but not sure if he received it yet.
Your Son
PS: Hope you like your Christmas present….
With a flick of his hand, a package appeared. He tied the package with the note to his father securely to an owl's leg. Then he tied the note to Sirius to another owl. He didn't use Hedwig for fear that she would attract too much attention or be easily recognized.
With that accomplished, he stood up and stretched a bit. He cocked his head to the side and noticed a clock that was hanging on the wall. It read 12:30 pm….
Oh no! I've slept that long? No wonder there's no one else in here. I should get moving; get up and about before the old fool becomes suspicious.
Hastily, he made his bed the Muggle way, changed into casual wear, and then left for the Great Hall.
Two owls came flapping in. One of them landed on his arm. The other landed on another man's arm. Voldemort took the letter and package from the one who landed on his arm. He glanced sideways at Black who had received the other letter.
"Still here?" Voldemort asked.
"Milord, I shall leave soon. Lucius and Bella are gathering the other Death Eaters. Once that is done then we will leave."
Voldemort nodded, then opened the letter. Black did the same with his. Both remained silent for a bit. Then at the same time, they said, "It's from Thomas…"
"He wants to meet you at the Whomping Willow, am I correct, tonight at 1 am…"
"yes milord, how did you know?" He handed his letter to Black, who too read it. "I see…" he said after a while.
"You can go Black as long as it does not interfere with my task."
"Yes I will," he paused. "Who do you think the Light Lord and Life Feeder's are milord?"
Voldemort did not reply for a bit. "That you shall ask Severus when you see him. You can report back to me later."
"Yes milord…" "
Good, then now you shall set off. Yyou don't have much time if you are going to meet Thomas tonight." Black nodded. With a pop, he disappeared leaving Voldemort to himself.
Harry skidded off to the Great Hall. When he entered, he found himself the center of attention. All eyes were locked on him. He looked up at the staff table to see Dumbledore in the midst of giving a speech. His eyes then landed on Snape whom he gave him a nod, which the Potion master returned.
"Um…excuse me…." He mutters before heading swiftly into a seat at the Gryffindor table.
"Ah as I was saying before Mr. Potter interrupted is that…." Dumbledore paused as if trying to recall what he had been saying a few minutes before. "Ah, yes, tonight is the first anniversary of the Christmas Ball." There was a brief moment of cheers. "Yes, I too am very excited about this however I shall now lay down some ground rules." This time there was booing.
"Rule #1, this is only restricted to six and seventh years. Anyone younger caught there or in the hallways at the time will be severely punished." The headmaster said loudly as if to cover up more shouts of 'why' and 'no fair'. "Fifth years and below are to remain inside their dormitories, you can celebrate all night in there." The hall had become a bit more restless.
"Rule #2, those attending the ball must be a couple, dressed in formal dress robes. No one else will be admitted." Many students were shouting disagreements.
"And lastly Rule # 3, the ball will begin from 9pm until 1 am. All must leave then, and those who don't will be punished." The headmaster's eyes swept through the tables and the people who had stayed during the holidays.
He clapped his hands, waived them in the air a bit to cause the lunch plates to disappeared.
"Have a Merry Christmas! You are all dismissed!" Everyone rose to leave the Hall.
"Harry! Where have you been?" Hermione asked, once everyone began to leave. "What the hell were you thinking last night, wandering off at night. It could have been you…you…you know that…"
"Could have been what?" Harry asked casually. "I wasn't wandering at night, I was with Snape….."
"That's right Granger…" a cool slick voice spoke up from behind. "And unless you have something to say the Potter, I'll have him come with me." They both turned to see Snape standing there. A few meters away, a few more people were coming towards them. Unfortunately for Harry, he couldn't get away with Snape before everyone else approached.
"Harry! Oh God Harry!" was the first thing Cho said as she flung her arms around his neck. "Oh God, promise me you'll never do that again. I was so worried about you."
Harry held onto her shaking body.
"After Dumbledore announced this morning that Ron was taking by You-Know-Who….."
"Sh…Cho…I'm alright…I really am…"
"I really thought it was over, with you in the same dorm as him and you gone the whole morning and stuff."
"Relax Cho…I'm sorry alright…" and he really meant it. "I'm sorry for getting you all worried about me ok? I'm alright, I'll always be." He held onto her as his eyes went from person to person.
"Harry James Potter! Harry James Potter! "was all that Lupin could say, in a quivering voice that was filled with both anger and relief. Harry could tell by how the werewolf had paled so much that he was worried sick about him.
"You gave me a heart attack. I had thought, I had thought that," Lupin caught himself there and started over again. "Never, never again am I going to let you out of my sight. You know what? You could have gotten yourself killed! Ronald Weasely was taken last night and…and… well never mind. I was afraid, I was afraid that…"
"Moony, I'm sorry ok? I really am sorry. Sorry that I got you guys all worried about me, sorry for being the one who brings nothing but trouble….." Harry untangled himself from Cho and hugged Remus tightly. Remus was going to correct Harry's last statement but before he could, another voice spoke up.
"You should be Harry. I think you owe us all an apology." Both Dumbledore and McGonagall had also arrived. Harry lowered his head a bit.
"Alright…I'm sorry everyone ok? I'm sorry I've caused you all to be worried about me, sorry that Ron was taken. It was my fault, and I should be blamed. If it wasn't for me, he would not have been taken…." He looked from one person to another, meeting everyone's gaze but the headmaster's.
"Apology accepted…" Dumbledore said, his voice a bit strained.
"Very well Potter, would you come with me?" Snape interrupted.
"No Harry, I want to talk to you now." Cho said.
"Nope, I think I should be the one who should be talking to Harry," Lupin said as he took a firmer grip on Harry, as though he was afraid the younger man would disappear. Harry's eyes went from Snape to Cho to Lupin, suddenly wishing he could split himself in three so that he could go with all of them.
"No…" Dumbledore said firmly. "I must talk to him now. If it's nothing serious then I'll prefer if you come with me Harry." Dumbledore's gaze swept through the crowd. Snape looked as though he would protest but at last he did not say anything. The others nodded their assent and Harry had no choice but to follow Dumbledore.
Voldemort heard Black leave with a pop. He shifted the package in his hands. Wondering what his son had given him, he opened the package. He stared at it in awe, before lifting it up for examination.
Inside was a ring, or what looked like a golden ring. The only thing special on it was that it had a miniature skull engraved on it.
Voldemort chuckled a bit, chuckled that his son would give him such a thing. He wondered what it would do, what magic it had, if it had magic at all. He looked down at the box, and noticed a piece of paper attached to it.
Father,
This is no ordinary ring, although it might seem so at first sight. It's one of its kind for none other exist. It's a regular ring with dark magic that I infused in it. The ring will block the Avada Kedavra curse. Yes, you read correctly. With this ring, the Killing curse will have no affect at all.
How? How is that possible? Well let's just say that after living through such a curse and through research and experiments, I have finally found a way to block it. No, it is not as Dumbledore had said. It is not because my mother's love had protected me as I was told, but instead found that it was because of the Dark magic that I had possessed. It's actually a very Dark and Ancient Magic granted to a Pure Dark Wizard (not necessarily a pureblood), must be a Parasltongue (that can only mean you and me) and must be a direct heir to Slazar Slytherin….those were the requirements, and both of us have them all. It's that simple father.
So yes, now, I've infused this power directly into an object for you since once you learn how to use this power you won't need the ring at all. The power lays within us. Just use the ring for now and consider it your Christmas present.
Thomas
Voldmort's smile widens. He was very pleased indeed, please with both his son's intelligence and thoughtfulness.
The two walked in silence.
"Ear wax" Dumbledore said, and the two gargoyles sprang to life. Harry followed him inside.
"Have a seat" Harry did so taking the seat across the headmaster. Neither spoke for a while.
Then without warning, Dumbledore met Harry's eyes. Harry immediately crumbles up in pain.
"Legilmens!" The headmaster yelled before Harry could remove his eye contact. The office swarmed and once again Harry found himself looking back into his own memories.
"Get up!" said Snape sharply. "Get up! You are not trying, you are not making an effort, you are allowing me access to memories you fear, handing me weapons!"
"…weak people, in other words---they stand no chance against his powers! He will penetrate your mind with absurd ease, Potter!"
"NO! No! NO!" Harry yelled, throwing off the curse with ease. "I will not let you, Dumbledore, I will not hand weapons to you. I will not let you penetrate my mind!" Harry spat out the words.
A smile curled on the older man's lips. "I see you've taken Severus's words to heart, that is good indeed. A fair warning…." Harry rolled his eyes.
"So you've mastered Occlumency?"
"Not only that….." This time Harry forced his eyes to meet Dumbledore. Trying his best, to resist the pain, he too yelled out, "Legilmens!" This took Dumbledore by surprise.
"From today forth, you shall be known as the Life Feeders, and I….as their leader The Light Lord…"
At that moment a jet of red light whished out of the tip of Dumbleodore's wand so Harry raised up his wand in a defensive position. The light from the headmaster's wand vanished. A small smile crept onto the boy's mouth. Keeping his smile, Harry stood up and gave him a mock bow. When he was done, he sat down again and spoke in an icy voice.
"Ah, I see, so Mister Light Lord, thank you for sharing that brief information with me. That made this visit very worthwhile. I'll be leaving now." Harry stood up, did a second mock bow before he turn to leave.
"Ah hem, sit down Thomas. You know perfectly well I did not come to share that with you. It was quite unexpected…."
"Yeah whatever..."
"The reason I asked for you is…." Dumbledore raised his voice a bit, overlapping Harry's. "is that I have a pest problem. For some reason small rodents tend to show up." Harry turned a bit, and then his eyes went from the headmaster to where the man was gesturing.
Standing in the corner of the office was a cage, a huge metallic one with iron bars. Harry wondered briefly why he had not noticed it before. Inside of the cage was short and plump man. His right hand was of silver color.
"Wormtail…." Harry spoke softly, seeing the trembling man. Dumbledore looked between the two, trying to get a reaction from either one, but there was none.
"I caught him overhearing an Order meeting." For the first time, since he had entered the office, Harry seemed surprised.
"and…."
"Now we can't have a rat report back to Tom now can we?"
"No…I guess not…" the boy said, his eyes never moved away from the short man.
"Now aren't you happy Harry? Shouldn't you be happy?"
"Why would I be Albus?"
"Then you're sad, sad that one of your supporters are caught."
Harry gave a cold laugh. "Wormtail? Nah. Albus, he is nothing. He is of no use. Why would I care about a rat like him?"
"Then you won't mind if I dispose of him? You won't mind if I turn him in to the Ministry and free Sirius' name, to prove him innocent?"
"Of course I wouldn't mind. Now Albus, why do you think I care about Wormtail? I don't care about what you'll do to him, why would I? If you think I'll go through all the trouble of negotiating for his life then you're wrong, he's not a bargaining chip. You won't get anything if you hope that in exchange for him, I'll reconsider my plans." "
What about Sirius?"
"What about him?"
"If I had Sirius Black, would you think twice before taking an action or does he mean nothing to you? Did Tom replace everyone who cares about you?"
"For your information, father isn't the only one who cares about me and I don't just care for him. Sirius, Sirius will forever hold a place within my heart, there will never be anyone who could replace him."
"I see. Then if I have Sirius, you'll think about negotiating won't you?"
"But you don't have him." Harry countered, though he made a mental note to tell Sirius to stay away from Dumbledore. "Thanks to you, he's 'dead!"
A smile crept over the headmaster. He glanced behind Harry. Harry looked behind himself and noticed the Weasley clock. He studied it for a bit before turning away, making a mental note of what was on it. Indeed Sirius' hand was not labeled under 'dead'. There was another long silence.
"I must be leaving now Albus, it's nearly…." He glanced at his wrist. "1:30 pm. I've already spent an hour accompanying you. You've wasted time. Good day."
As he reached the door, he glanced back at Wormtail who was still shivering.
"And do whatever you like with him, I don't care."
"Wait! Harry, Harry, please wait, please don't leave, don't leave me with him. Please I'll do anything, anything at all. Just, just don't, don't leave me with him." By now the man was on both knees, pleading. "You're just like you're father Harry, you're just like him. Please, please, .he won't want this to happen, please Harry. Spare me from him."
"If I was James' boy then perhaps I would have felt the need to save your worthless life. Sadly I am not. I am Voldemort's son and yes, I am just like my father, every bit like him and since he isn't here, I'll have the pleasure of punishing you. Cruico! After all, you're caught. You did fail him," he said lazily.
However before the spell hit, Dumbledore waived his wand. A chair sprang to life. The spell hit it instead of the man. Dumbledore glared at the boy.
"Accio Wand!" Harry's wand flew out of his hand and into the headmaster's.
"Now you've gone too far boy! I'm taking you to Azakaban! I personally shall make sure you pay for everything!"
Harry laughed. "Give me back my wand Albus, give me it back, otherwise you'll regret it." The headmaster used both wands and pointed it at Harry.
"I've kept my silence too long. I've let you have it your way too long. Now you shall why I am the most powerful wizard of all time." He muttered some words and two jets of green light flashed. "See if you can live up to your name--'boy who lived'. I have no regret in disposing such filth."
As the spells came, .a light suddenly consumed Harry, shielding him from the killing curse. When it disappeared, both Harry and Wormtail were gone.
Dumbledore cursed at the two who escaped. In his hands, the two wands were still steaming. He blew on them, before pocketing both. Somehow with the newly obtained wand, he felt a more secure, felt a bit more relived and less threatened. After all, no matter how powerful a wizard or witch was, s/he is nothing without his or her wand.