Prince of Death
By: The Potters of the Future
Beta Reader: Winged Seer Wolf
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Reviews
Penny is wise
Hermione does have an obscene respect for authority but she does recognise that it's not always correct.
mansala
Yeah they have and I have had people who just meet them notice them but it's not important for people to carry on noticing it. They'll just get used to it.
pottermindfreak365
Hades is coming to Hogwarts for the third task. I think Dumbles will die around the same time.
Jumeira
I love writing for Morty. I'm planning to keep him in the story after first year for that reason alone.
Bibliophile
Well since they have a teacher on their side it would be stupid for them to not get help especially with Hermione there but I didn't want an adult there for the trials.
PrincessSerinityforever21
I am going to bring Hades in when the family visit (then Nico can come too). I'd love him to give Dumbles a piece of his mind for manipulating his son and inflict some godly punishment on Dumbles.
Life in shadows
Voldemort has no idea what force he's risen.
Joe Lawyer
Harry is both a wizard and a demigod. He will use both magic, powers he has got from Hades and his sword. Harry will use both. Hectate probably felt that she needed her daughter to be there to help her descendents who are outmatched from both Dumbledore and Voldemort. And what's wrong with Snape? Binns is better in this story thanks to Harry. The British Ministry is awful. He is still eleven years old. Harry is very powerful but he is not old enough or experienced enough to be called wise. Chiron can teach him plenty about fighting and he has a daughter of Hectate for his best friend to teach him about magic. I think that's what I'm planning for the end of the story when Morty is no longer needed for guarding the stone. That is a good point. As aliens do not come into this story I will not be talking about them and the dead.
percyjacksonfan135
Yeah Harry is going to get the soul from the diary but I don't know when.
Guest
They are doing what Dumbledore wants because even though they don't like him they do agree with the fact that they don't want Voldemort to return. As Dumbledore's doing nothing they are doing it instead.
tarkatan
Okay I'll remember that in the future.
danielhimura
No time before Voldemort returns.
mudbloodpotter05
That makes a lot more sense. In answer wait and see. I'll continue putting clues in.
Myrna Maeve
Considering this is Dumbledore we are talking about I seriously doubt it.
acepro Evolution
I'm glad you liked how I mixed the Olympian universe and the magical world. I just felt that there were several overlapping themes in them. I wanted to show that even though Hades cares for Harry he is still Hades.
Marcus1233
I have no plans to kill off Dumbledore before the end of fourth year. When he does he's so going to the Fields of Punishment. Dumbledore is going to become worse as the days go on. Dumbledore is very powerful.
SeanHicks4
I don't know if Teddy will be born.
Balinor88
I wish you had read that before I posted the next chapter. Hades with a pet dragon would be brilliant.
Junky
I think we just like redemption stories and misunderstood characters.
serinityselena
Draco should certainly not comment on anyone's blood status again. Everyone hates theory but at least we can understand what's being asked. Dumbledore's a git. I'm going to have fun devising what his punishment shall be when he dies.
Beezlebubbles
Yes Dumbledore is.
shugokage
I agree I hate it how Harry and his friends seem to blindly follow people without questioning their motives.
Lacus01
I think Percy will be half way through his quest maybe he will save Nico and Bianca too at request of Hades.
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To get full effect during the later trials listen to 'Rescue Me' by Kerrie Roberts. - WSW
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Chapter 38
Trials of a Hero
Harry was the last one to fall down the trapdoor. The further he fell the closer to the Underworld he felt. Harry had a feeling he was in the dungeons. When Harry's fall had finished Harry found himself in some thick vine like plant that began to wrap around Harry like it had already done so with Cat and Eve.
Harry remembered the dream that Cat had told him about all the time back on the first day of Hogwarts. Cat had dreamt of a massive plant strangling an owl. It seemed it wasn't so much as metaphorical as a warning!
'Get out of there!' ordered Hermione shrilly from the corridor below. She had gotten through to the corridor and missed the plant by mere inches as she landed on the hard stone floor.
Harry needed no second telling as he was already being tightly hugged by the plant. And that didn't even begin to mention the panic that was in the Muggleborn's voice. Harry quickly wriggled out of the vines as Hermione had told him to do. He struggled over to where Hermione was standing on a stone ledge.
Harry was then able to look back at his fellow demigods Eve and Cat. Soon as he did so he wished that a child of Demeter was here. Harry hated children of Demeter as much as they hated him because of their differing powers. Not to mention their Olympian parents' bad relations over Demeter's daughter, Persephone, (Harry also hated her) who was still trapped in the underworld for half the year.
But Harry knew that if any time would be good for bringing a child of Demeter here it would be now considering Cat and Eve were being not so slowly strangled to death by the plant. Harry could feel their souls' closeness to death. Harry ran into the shadows wishing he had thought of this in the first place.
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He appeared in the second year Gryffindor boy's dormitory inside the scarlet curtains with golden tassels that Summers' slept under. Harry roughly shook the blonde twelve year old awake. Grey eyes blinked up at Harry's green ones. Harry didn't let the boy get his bearings before he had pulled the boy out of bed and Shadow Travelled the boy down to the dungeons.
'What the hell are you playing at Potter?' Summers said.
Ivan Summers it seemed was obviously not good at being woken up half way through the night by a younger boy he hated and getting his first taste of Shadow Travelling. Harry supposed he couldn't blame the blonde demigod but didn't have time for him. He'd only brought him here because Harry needed him to save Cat and Eve.
'What did you do to me? Where are we?' Summers began to fire out questions.
'Shut it, Summers, Cat and Eve are being strangled by a plant. You're a son of Demeter do something,' Harry snapped not in a good mood.
Ivan blinked and looked around the dim cavern. They must be in the dungeons. He looked over to where the unclaimed daughter of Bellatrix Lestrange and the daughter of his ancestor (through his father) were struggling to breath with a Devil's Snare wrapped around them. He'd deal with Potter later now he had to prove his worth as a hero.
Ivan closed his eyes concentrating hard on the feel of the plant. He caused it to retreat from where Cathryn Black and Eve Knight were. Potter was instantly with them helping them up onto the platform that Ivan and the first year girl that Ivan did not know were standing. The girl rushed over to her friends obviously relieved that they were okay.
Ivan gave them a second to catch their breath, 'okay now tell me what in the name of Poseidon is going on!'
Hermione was the one who spoke up, 'Quirrell's trying to return You Know Who to full power.'
Ivan paled, 'Hades. Does she know?'
Eve nodded, 'Rowena revealed it to her.'
'Why do you hate Harry?' asked Hermione.
'Leave it,' Harry hissed.
'I just do. All my siblings do,' snapped Ivan. 'What did you to bring me here?' the son of Demeter demanded.
'Doesn't matter,' Harry snapped.
Potter took hold of Ivan's left arm running into the wall. Ivan screamed convinced he was about the crash. Then he found himself back upstairs in his dormitory. Potter then left the same way he had come leaving Ivan confused and annoyed. Typical of Potter to leave Ivan after Ivan had saved the girls. As usual children of Demeter got no recognition at all.
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Harry began to walk away very conscious of the fact that his friends were following him. Harry was the first to reach the next door so he was the first to go through the door. Harry walked out into a room where he could here the sounds of beating wings that Harry was familiar with from when he had done Pegasi lessons and when he flew the Thestrals.
'Cool, flying keys,' grinned Cat.
'You're obsessed with flying,' muttered Harry in disgust.
Cat just grinned, 'looks like we've got to go through that door.'
'It's got seven locks,' Eve noticed.
'So seven keys,' Hermione said, 'that have to be those keys.'
'But which ones?' asked Eve.
Harry inspected the seven locks. There was nothing remarkable about any of them all in the same bronze colour. They had different key patterns though. Harry knew that he'd never be able to tell one from the other.
How where they ever to work out which went into which? They'd be there all night if they tried every single one and then there was the matter of getting them. Oh there were broomsticks but Harry couldn't very well fly and Hermione was scared of flying.
Cat, however, was staring up at the keys avidly her blue eyes frowning thoughtfully. Harry knew that she was working something out. Then she suddenly snapped out of it and turned to the other three preteens.
'Got it,' Cat said, 'out of all those keys there are seven that seem damaged as though they've been pushed roughly through the door.'
'You think it was by Quirrell?' asked Hermione.
Cat nodded, 'I'm sure of it. There's the one with brown butterfly wings,' Cat pointed. 'That one,' Cat pointed up at silver key with blood red wings. 'The dark grey winged one that's blending in with the wall,' Harry looked and saw it too. 'The black one in the corner,' Cat pointed again. 'The pale blue one which is quite low,' Cat pointed at the one which wasn't too high above their heads (just high enough to be unreachable). 'The green one over there,' Cat pointed again. 'And the pale yellow winged one flying above the rest,' Cat said excitedly.
'So how do we get them?' asked Harry.
'We could fly,' Cat said excitedly.
Hermione groaned, 'please no.'
'I can't fly, remember,' Harry reminded his Quidditch obsessed friend.
Cat scowled, 'the rest of us can.'
Hermione groaned, 'I really dislike flying.'
'Well they are charmed not be summoned,' Eve said. 'I could break it but it would take time.'
'Well then let's get going,' Cat said grinning.
'You do know we're facing the Second Wizarding War,' muttered Eve.
Cat ignored her in favour of shoving an old looking broomstick into Hermione's hand and grabbing one for herself. She seemed a little disgruntled at it. Harry supposed it was because it was a school broomstick.
'School broomsticks,' she said in disgust.
She then picked up another one and attempted to push it into Eve's hand. Eve pushed it away. It seemed Harry wasn't the only one who would be waiting on the ground. Hermione looked even less pleased.
'One I can fly perfectly well without brooms,' Eve reminded Cat. 'Two I am going to be working on breaking the spell so we can summon them.'
'Anything I can do?' asked Hermione hopefully.
Eve shook her head as Cat forced Hermione onto the broomstick. Harry felt a bit sorry for the know-it-all. Harry knew exactly what it was like to be forced into flying. Fair enough Hermione wasn't likely to be struck down by Zeus but she was still scared of flying.
'You go for the dark grey one,' Cat nodded towards the one by the wall. 'I'll go for the brown one.'
Harry watched as the two girls flew off (Hermione rather badly). Hermione struggled towards the back wall where she shakily reached out and grabbed the grey winged key. Then she, with much more confidence, flew down to the ground. Harry could tell that she couldn't wait to be standing on two feet again.
Hermione handed him the key. Harry rushed to the door where he began trying the differently coloured key holes. Harry finally fit it in the third key hole. As soon as it was in it's proper lock the wings stilled. Harry grinned as he turned it in the lock but he knew that nothing would happen until he had the other six keys.
As Harry turned around he saw Cat standing triumphantly holding the one with brown butterfly wings. Harry repeated the motion turning the now still key around in the seventh key hole. Cat then hopped back on her broom or the one she was using at least.
'Get the black one,' Cat ordered Hermione.
Hermione returned very reluctantly to her broom and then into the air. Harry felt he had the most boring and easy job of them all. Harry watched as Hermione got the black one which had been in the corner of the room with very little trouble at all. Harry then put it in the first key hole so Harry could hear a clicking in the door.
'Got it,' called Eve triumphantly.
The other four keys dropped to the floor. Cat landed as well looking slightly disappointed that she had to be back on the ground again. Harry picked up the key with blood red wings and fit it into the second key hole. Hermione then stuck the key with pale blue wings in the sixth lock. Eve put the green key in the fourth key hole. Finally Cat placed the pale yellow winged key in the fifth keyhole.
LISTEN TO: 'RESCUE ME BY KERRIE ROBERTS'
The door swung open without a sound. The four of them walked into the next room. It didn't look to spectacular; just a round, stone room with a giant stone statue of a dragon in the middle of the room. Harry began walking to the middle of the room when he heard a shrill scream coming from Hermione behind him. Harry spun around to see what was there.
What he saw shocked the young demigod to his core. Where the stone dragon had been standing two seconds before there was a massive poison green dragon. Its yellow fangs were gleaming as it opened its mouth to breathe fire at him. Harry brought up a huge wall of black Underworld stone. Hermione ran under it but Cat and Eve were too far away and had to duck back out of the room just as the door to the Key Room swung shut separating Harry from the other demigods.
'Where in the name of Hephaestus did that come from?' Harry demanded.
'Draconifors,' whispered Hermione sounding out of breath or terrified (or both), 'turns a stone dragon into a real dragon that will breathe fire,' she huffed out. 'Read it in a book,' she said defensively when Harry stared at her.
'How do you stop it?' demanded Harry.
'Only the castor can reverse the spell,' Hermione said panicky.
'Damn the Fates,' cussed Harry.
Harry looked over to where the next door was. Harry knew he could keep the rock up until they got through the next door. Harry knew he'd need to return it to the ground before he left otherwise questions would be asked by Dumbledore. Harry did not want the power hungry old man to find out what a power source he had under his questionable care.
'Get to the door,' Harry ordered. 'I'll keep up the wall.'
The girl nodded and ran to the door. Hermione was the first to reach the door which had a strange stone dais in front of it with four holes in it. Hermione tried the door but it wouldn't budge. Harry reached her too still with the wall behind them. Harry could hear Eve and Cat trying to get through the other door to help Harry and Hermione but it seemed shut tight. They were on their own.
'Why won't it budge?' whispered Harry.
'It must have something to do with the dais,' Hermione muttered.
Harry looked around him seeing four glowing balls of light each on a pillar of white stone. There was one for each of the houses. They looked exactly the same size as the holes in the dais. And the dais was connected to the door.
'The orbs,' Harry said realising he was going to have to go back out there and battle a dragon. 'Stay here,' Harry ordered.
'What are you going to do?' demanded Hermione.
Harry didn't answer as he took a breath wondering if he would end up with a scar like Luke's. Harry then jumped out from behind his safety zone. Instantly he was clawed at by the poison green dragon's golden claws. Harry rushed out of its way but got a little bit scratched. Harry ignored the pain as he began scrambling up the pillar thankful for the years of learning how to rock climb the lava pit.
Harry grabbed the glowing red ball from the pillar. Harry then leapt off the pillar landing where Hermione was standing. Hermione was staring at the scratch across his cheek. Harry could only hope that magic would heal him. If not he'd end up looking like Luke well at least that made two of them in their cabin.
'Harry your cheek,' whispered Hermione.
'It's fine. I've got a friend who has worse,' Harry said a little harshly.
Harry placed the glowing red ball the dais and immediately the whole dais began to glow fiery red. One down three to go. Harry was badly trying to think positively. This time Harry was a little more careful as he looked around the corner before he ran.
Harry ran out but he was hit by the dragon's massive green wing. At least it didn't see him. And who says he couldn't think positively. Harry stood up ignoring his bruised backside for now. He scaled the next white pillar with the glowing orb as emerald as Harry's eyes.
Harry dropped to the floor and high tailed it back to his safety patch with Hermione. The transfigured statue had attempted to bite Harry's head off. But Harry was too quick for the beast. Harry put the green orb in it's circle watching as the red flames began to dance with killing curses.
'That was close,' breathed Hermione referring to Harry almost joining the Headless Hunt that Nick so desperately wanted to go on.
'And I was being careful,' muttered Harry.
'Be careful,' Hermione whispered.
Harry nodded one before he darted out again. The dragon stared at him out of grey eyes. Once again the dragon breathed fire at Harry. Honestly was this a dragon a pyromaniac or what? But Harry was ready for it this time. He was glad that he was friends with a seventh year who he had been there whilst the boy was doing practical homework.
'Augmenti,' Harry shouted.
The spray of water hit the dragon's flames leaving nothing but hot steam in the way. The dragon seemed surprised which Harry used to his advantage by zipping passed it and climbing yet another pillar to get the golden orb this time.
Harry made it back to Hermione without so much as a scratch – another one – something that Hermione was very relieved about. Harry placed the golden orb in dais as well. Immediately the flames began to glimmer golden.
'One more to go,' Harry said cheerfully. 'Distract the dragon for me.'
Hermione nodded looking pale and scared. Harry steeled himself before he ran back out. Hermione sent a stinging hex at the dragon's backside so it turned around distracted for a moment so that Harry could grab the last orb which was aqua blue in colour.
The dragon was still breathing fire at the dark rock that Harry had conjured trying to get at the one who had sent a spell at it even though its thick scales kept it from actually hurting it still annoyed the dragon. It made it very easy for Harry to slip past.
'Thanks,' Harry said.
Hermione didn't reply so Harry placed the final orb in the dais and watched as the whole thing began to spin faster and faster. Harry noticed that the door was turning to. Harry grabbed onto it watching as Hermione did the same thing. Both first years were flung through to the next trial that awaited them.
When Harry entered the next room which was stone and had once had school desks and blackboards which were now smashed to pieces. That was one of the first thing things Harry noticed along with the horrific smell that was worse than the Ares cabin's underwear; Harry had been given laundry duty by Dionysius (Harry still wasn't sure why).
The next thing Harry noticed (which Harry supposed he should have noticed first but it really did stink) was the presence of a giant sized troll which had to be at least two times the size of the fully grown mountain troll he had fought on Halloween.
Who had managed to capture the monster? Harry answered his question by himself; the same person as last time. It seemed that Quirrell had a knack with trolls. It looked like a lot of the teachers had contributed to the defence of the Stone. No wonder it had leaked out to Voldemort which was of course what Dumbledore had wanted.
Why did things like this happen to him? Oh yeah he was a demigod son of one of the Big Three who had sworn never to have children. Add a manipulative headmaster and psychopathic Dark Wizard (Harry was loathe to call him a Lord) then he was pretty much destined to lead the life of tragedy.
From behind him Hermione had seen the troll too. She let a very shrill and terrified scream that grated on Harry's ears. And apparently the troll's too by the way it looked at them with it's tiny, confused eyes.
Harry didn't know much about trolls but he gathered from this that they had good hearing. Harry filed that away for later use. The troll began to lumber towards Hermione which meant towards Harry too.
Harry pushed Hermione out of the troll's way just as it was about to smash into her. Harry jumped the other way. At the same time he drew out his wand-sword and started slashing at the troll to keep it away from the Muggle-born girl.
'Stay down,' Harry shouted as loud as he could just hoping that Hermione could hear him over the sound of the fight and the troll's grunts.
It appeared that Hermione did. Or at least she was too shocked to move. Because Harry didn't need to tell the witch twice not to get up as she lay crouched and frozen behind some smashed up desks. Not commenting on the state of tools of learning.
Harry began to magically smash up the wall in hope of distracting the troll. It didn't really work considering the troll attacked him causing Hermione to screech again. Harry wished she would stop it was really quite distracting.
Harry was once again knocked off his feet but he quickly righted himself wondering how many cuts and bruises he would have by the time this was over. Harry was sure he'd got half a dozen splinters from where he had fallen on a destroyed blackboard.
Harry struck the troll's leg with his sword. Unsurprisingly this didn't do much except make the troll angrier. He was certainly having fun with angering monsters tonight. Not that Harry really cared all that much about it. He was a demigod. His very existence made monsters want to hunt him down.
Harry used the rock underneath him to conjure a large mound so that he was more on level with the troll. He attacked the troll using a mixture of magic and sword play. He stuck his sword deep into the mottled grey skin of the troll where it burst into dust.
He sighed tiredly hoping that the next trial wouldn't be so damn exhausting. He knew he was running low on reserves even a demigod had his limits. Harry was basically living on adrenaline. Harry brought himself back down to ground level as the thick black rock disappeared.
He saw Hermione staring at him with wide brown eyes as though he'd just turned into a chimera before her very eyes. Harry belatedly realised that she'd never seen him use him fight before. It was said to be intimidating as when he fought like that he radiated death especially strongly.
'Wow,' Hermione mouthed, 'how powerful are you?'
Harry smiled wanly, 'honestly I have no idea.'
'Are you alright?' asked Hermione seeing how pale and tired Harry was looking.
'Just tired. Geokinesis isn't easy,' Harry said. 'I'm running on adrenaline now.'
Hermione frowned, 'do you want to rest?'
'Not enough time,' Harry shook his head, 'coming.'
'Why did it vaporize?' Hermione asked as they walked into the next room.
'It's a monster,' Harry said as though that explained everything.
'And that means it vaporizes why?' asked Hermione.
'It will be reformed in Tartarus,' muttered Harry regretfully, 'it's the thing that annoys demigods the most that no matter how many heroes die to bring a monster down it will always be back.'
Hermione didn't know what to say to that. In her world people didn't die. Monsters didn't exist. And children didn't have to fight. From what she had heard from her demigod friends it was very different. She still couldn't believe they had made her swear not to tell anyone about this but she supposed they had their reasons.
The most valid being if she didn't swear then it could be plucked out of her mind by anyone. Hermione didn't like the idea that witches and wizards could mind reads. Frankly it scared her. Hermione just hoped it was illegal but by the sounds of it the Headmaster was Legimens himself. By swearing it meant that she couldn't reveal the truth in anyway meaning that she would be unable to reveal it under torture (Hermione had gulped at that), truth serums, or mind reading.
Hermione jumped when hot flames and deadly looking black flames in front of her returned to life. Hermione thought that Harry would just be able to Shadow Travel across the flames. Hermione had seen him do it through walls plenty of times.
'Can you Shadow Travel?' asked Hermione.
Harry shook his head, 'takes energy that I need to reserve if I've got any hope of fighting Voldemort.'
Hermione nodded worried about her friend but knowing the son of Hades wouldn't leave. Not now that they were so close. Harry was stubborn like that. Hermione looked over to where she could see seven differently coloured, shaped and sized bottles all arranged in a line. This was obviously Snape's trial.
'Snape's,' Harry said from the ground where he was sitting tiredly. 'So what do we have to do?'
'There's a scroll,' Hermione said excitedly.
'In English?' Harry asked not bothering to stand up.
'Yes,' Hermione said understanding what that meant for Harry.
'Well read it to me,' Harry told her.
'Danger lies before you-'Hermione began.
'Like I didn't know that,' muttered Harry darkly.
'-While safety lies behind,' Hermione continued a little tersely.
'I'd hardly describe trolls and dragons as safety,' Harry interrupted again.
'Are you going to let me read or not?' Hermione asked sounding annoyed before continuing on. 'Two of us will help you, whichever you would find.'
'Does it mean the bottles?' asked Harry.
'I think so,' Hermione said the familiar frown on her face that she got when she was trying to figure something out. 'One among us seven will let you move ahead. Well let's hope it's one of the big ones,' Hermione muttered. 'If it's one of the small ones then only you'll be able to go on.'
Harry nodded.
'Another will transport the drinker back instead, Two among our member hold only nettle wine – well that doesn't sound too bad,' Hermione smiled slightly. 'Three of us are KILLERS!'Hermione said sounding alarmed.
'Poison,' Harry said calmly (Dionysius threatened to poison a camper at least once a month).
Hermione had paled again while Harry was regaining his strength although he never looked particularly colourful. Apart from his emerald green eyes you could mistake the son of Hades for a black and white picture.
'Not good,' muttered Hermione distractedly. '-waiting hidden in line,' Hermione continued. 'Choose, unless you wish to stay here for evermore-'
'Until Voldemort returns and murders us both,' Harry said a little too cheerfully for the situation.
Hermione looked even less happy, 'To help you in your choice, we give you these clues four:'
Harry interrupted again, 'typical Snape to give us a logic puzzle. And I'm rubbish at logic. Annabeth's always the logical one.'
'I'm fair at logic,' Hermione said apparently affronted, 'I think they're fun.'
'Not if getting it wrong could mean death,' Harry said cheerfully.
'Thanks Harry you really cheered me up,' Hermione scowled.
'I do try,' Harry grinned.
'First, however slyly the poison,' Hermione gulped, 'tries to hide,' Hermione completed the line. 'You will always find some on nettle wine's left side; Second, different are those who stand at either end, But if you would move onwards, neither is your friend;'
'Poison?' asked Harry.
Hermione nodded hesitantly, 'I think so but let's see what the rest says. Third, as you see clearly, all are different size; Neither dwarf or giant holds death in their insides; Fourth, the second left and the second on the right. Are twins once you taste them, though different at first sight,' Hermione finished.
'So can you solve it?' asked Harry.
Hermione nodded, 'I think so,' Hermione frowned thoughtfully and was silent for five minutes. 'Got it,' she beamed looking happier than she had since they had been separated from Snape. 'The smallest bottle will get us through the black fire.'
Harry groaned, 'I knew it. Looks like I'm going on alone.'
'Harry you can't,' Hermione said sounding tearful again the momentary happiness went as quickly as it had came. 'You can't face You Know Who alone?'
'Well it's not like I haven't got any tricks up my sleeve,' Harry grinned a grin worthy of Hermes.
Hermione looked at her friend knowing that he wouldn't change his mind. Hermione then flung her arms around Harry's body tones from years of training. Hermione blushed slightly at the thought. Hermione knew from the stubborn look on Harry's face that despite his fatigue he would not go back on his word.
'Oh Harry be careful,' she sobbed.
Harry didn't answer her because he knew the value of promises. And to promise he would be careful when he was going to fight the darkest wizard of the age would be a worthless promise to give. All he could do was make sure his friend was safe.
'Take the bottle to get back through the fire,' Harry ordered. 'Then go back to the Dragon Room. I don't think the statue will change unless you are trying to get into the Troll Room – if it does change stay in the Troll Room. You'll be safe there. It's empty now. If you can get passed the Dragon Room then get to Cat and Eve who are hopefully still in the Key Room. Wait for me. We can't count on help from anyone else. Plus I've got a score to settle,' Harry smirked. 'If its one thing a son of Hades is famous for it's our inability to let go of grudges. And I've got one hell of a grudge with the so called Dark Lord.'
'Be careful,' Hermione said.
Harry was already downing the potion quickly. He walked through the fire without so much as a backward glance towards her. Hermione watched him go hoping against hope that the green eyed hero would make it out alive.
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Another Cliff-hanger for you. We decided to push the first of many battle between these Titans to the next chapter so that we didn't need to make this chapter any longer than it already is.
We hope you have enjoyed the unique and mind blowing take on canons Third Floor traps that they had to go through. Only four out of the seven trials are canonized. All others are tweaked and twisted by us.
We hope you join us next time for the showdown of your lives. Also next chapter will be accompanied by a musical background to really get you into the action as the characters battle for their very lives.
- Winged Seer Wolf
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A Note on Harry's Geokinesis as taken from Camp Half Blood Wiki: He can control the earth - levitating rocks and making them deadly, black, and extremely sharp. Nico can open fissures in the earth that can swallow up creatures and trap them in the Underworld. He can cause earth tremors so powerful, they can shatter the pillars of a mountain fortress. He can also control the black walls of the Underworld. He has the greatest geokinetic ability of any demigod. (This was about Nico Di Angelo, Son of Hades and I took his and Harry's powers to be the same). In this chapter it is the black walls of the underworld he has been using as well as making ordinary rock black and deadly. If you have any questions about this please ask away.
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Will Hermione get back through?
Will Harry's fatigue be enough for him to be defeated?
Will Snape get away from Dumbledore to help Harry?
Will Voldemort reveal he knows the truth about Harry's parentage?
Will Harry reveal he isn't ignorant of his parentage?
What will Dumbledore say about the strange rocks Harry has left littered around?
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Chapter 39: Champion of Darkness vs the Son of Death
Harry and Voldemort battle it out using all of their powers in the bowels of Hogwarts.
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Please continue to read and review as it lets us have more ideas for future chapters.
- The Potters of the Future and her Winged Seer Wolf
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