Disclaimer: Must we continue this madness?! I don't own any of this
stuff!!!!! If I did, I wouldn't be putting it here. I would be busy writing
the next book, right?
A/N: hehehe Sorry I got bored of writing the same thing over and over.
By the end of the week, we were prepared. All we had to do was wait, and fill our time doing homework. On top of that, every other night we would practice dueling with Dumbledore. On the surface, we looked like two students who were receiving extra help from a teacher. Why couldn't it actually be like that? Every night I would go to bed, hoping that I was living one huge nightmare and tomorrow I would wake up to the smells of my mom cooking breakfast. Every morning I awoke disappointed.
Two months later, Dumbledore hit us with the biggest surprise. It was after one of our dueling classes that and Harry and I were catching our breath. I had just questioned Dumbledore about what we should do if the binding charm didn't work.
"You will then use the Killing Curse." Harry and I were dumbfounded.
"But...but I thought no witch or wizard was ever to use this curse?" I felt a panicking sensation run through my body. If it came down to it, would I be able to kill anyone, even if it was Voldemort?
"Under these circumstances, we will do anything to bring him down. Remember though, this is a worst case scenario. We hope to capture him alive. We don't want you two to be put into that position where you have to choose if you are going to take someone's life."
"What will you do with him?" asked Harry. "You can't send him to Azkaban. There is no way to trust the dementors."
"There are worse places that Azkaban, a place so that no wizard will mention. This is where Voldemort will go."
A place worse than Azkaban?! How and where could it be? One part of my mind screamed for me to leave well enough alone, but the other side broke through. "Where is the place, Professor?"
Dumbledore grew real quiet. I held my breath hoping that he would say something. Taking a deep breath, he spoke. "It's at the Ministry. No one knows where it came from, but once you've stepped into the veil, you never return. In all my life, the veil has only taken two people, but many have become victims over time."
"Sirius..." Harry whispered.
"But if you don't know anything about it. How can you be sure it will contain Voldemort?" I asked.
"For centuries, the veil has been used. Wizards and witches have kept records and none of those who have fallen have yet to return. Sometime you have to put faith into the unexplainable."
Harry and I just sat there. "Everything will be fine," Dumbledore said, hoping to give us some hope. It really didn't work, but we smiled as if it did.
A/N: I HATE THIS CHAPTER!!!!! I think this is some of my crudest work. Please be honest when you review. The story will be ending soon. Probably a couple more chapters!!!!! Yeah, I'm speeding up time a little. Oh well...
A/N: hehehe Sorry I got bored of writing the same thing over and over.
By the end of the week, we were prepared. All we had to do was wait, and fill our time doing homework. On top of that, every other night we would practice dueling with Dumbledore. On the surface, we looked like two students who were receiving extra help from a teacher. Why couldn't it actually be like that? Every night I would go to bed, hoping that I was living one huge nightmare and tomorrow I would wake up to the smells of my mom cooking breakfast. Every morning I awoke disappointed.
Two months later, Dumbledore hit us with the biggest surprise. It was after one of our dueling classes that and Harry and I were catching our breath. I had just questioned Dumbledore about what we should do if the binding charm didn't work.
"You will then use the Killing Curse." Harry and I were dumbfounded.
"But...but I thought no witch or wizard was ever to use this curse?" I felt a panicking sensation run through my body. If it came down to it, would I be able to kill anyone, even if it was Voldemort?
"Under these circumstances, we will do anything to bring him down. Remember though, this is a worst case scenario. We hope to capture him alive. We don't want you two to be put into that position where you have to choose if you are going to take someone's life."
"What will you do with him?" asked Harry. "You can't send him to Azkaban. There is no way to trust the dementors."
"There are worse places that Azkaban, a place so that no wizard will mention. This is where Voldemort will go."
A place worse than Azkaban?! How and where could it be? One part of my mind screamed for me to leave well enough alone, but the other side broke through. "Where is the place, Professor?"
Dumbledore grew real quiet. I held my breath hoping that he would say something. Taking a deep breath, he spoke. "It's at the Ministry. No one knows where it came from, but once you've stepped into the veil, you never return. In all my life, the veil has only taken two people, but many have become victims over time."
"Sirius..." Harry whispered.
"But if you don't know anything about it. How can you be sure it will contain Voldemort?" I asked.
"For centuries, the veil has been used. Wizards and witches have kept records and none of those who have fallen have yet to return. Sometime you have to put faith into the unexplainable."
Harry and I just sat there. "Everything will be fine," Dumbledore said, hoping to give us some hope. It really didn't work, but we smiled as if it did.
A/N: I HATE THIS CHAPTER!!!!! I think this is some of my crudest work. Please be honest when you review. The story will be ending soon. Probably a couple more chapters!!!!! Yeah, I'm speeding up time a little. Oh well...