Disclaimer: Same as before.
A/N: So, here's the long awaited chapter! YaY!!!! Hehehe I hope you enjoy it and PLEASE leave your comments.
"Will you please stop talking like that," Michelle cried. The day had passed too quickly and it was time to get ready to leave. I was making sure that Jessy and Michelle knew what to do you if I didn't return. "Everything will turn out alright and we'll see you soon."
"She's right," Jessy said, trying to wipe the ever flowing tears from her face.
"Do you really think that I want the worst case scenario to happen? I don't. I don't want to walk out this door, I don't want to face Voldemort, and I most definitely don't want to think about never seeing y'all again. But I have to do what I have to do, and that means that I have to be prepared for the worst case scenario.
"The worst case scenario is my death. Y'all are the only one who knows where my prized possessions are and I want you to give them to my uncle. Take whatever you want after that. Think about it as a final gift from me to you." I gave them a quick hug and escaped before they could say anything else.
Harry and I arrived at the Great Hall at the same time. A strange calm had settled over us. I still wanted to throw myself in his arms, but I was no longer trying to push him away. The dream popped into my mind. I knew that if I kissed him, his lips would have the slightest hint of the strawberries he ate at dinner and that he arms would tighten around me the further we got into the kiss. My thoughts were cut short by the entrance of Dumbledore.
"How are you this evening?" he asked.
"Fine," Harry said a little nervously. I responded the only way I knew how-honestly. "I'm ready to get it over with."
"I know. We all do. Now follow me." We trailed behind him as he took us outside. Pulling out a Portkey, we gathered into a circle. I could hear Harry take a shaky breath. I guess he still was nervous about using a Portkey. I don't blame him. You never know who has tampered with such a thing.
I felt a lurching sensation as the Portkey turned active. There was a sort flying sensation and then we were standing in front of the warehouse. This was it; it was time to see what the future holds.
Harry and I turned to see what Dumbledore would have us do, but he was missing. We were all alone. Quickly we fished out of potions and gulped them down. "Here's to nothing," I whispered. I saw Harry's lips curl into a smile. Gathering our courage and taking out our wands, we headed inside.
The inside was exactly how I dreamed about it- dark and dreary. Little light shine through and there was a slight chill permeating the air. Slowly we walked through the halls keeping an eye out for any Death Eaters. /Where were they? Did Voldemort actually come alone? /
I looked at Harry and knew that he was thinking the same thing. Finally we reached the open, but unlike my dreams, this door was opened. Inside, a bright light flooded the room. Giving each other one last look, we entered the room.
There stood our enemy, all relaxed and contented. "Silly children, do you can actually defeat me?" It seemed that Voldemort wanted to upset us with silly chatter. We had nothing to say, so we launched our own attack. Throwing every charm we could think of, we tried to force Voldemort to distraction.
Effortlessly, he blocked everything we threw at him. Harry pulled Voldemort eyes towards him while I fished out the potion. Finally it was in my grasp. I threw it and it exploded at Voldemort's feet. Puffs of smoke filled the room, followed by a hollow laughter.
Voldemort began to walk towards me. "Silly child! Do you actually think that a potion could stop Lord Voldemort?" Harry started to approach Voldemort from behind, but a simple curse threw him against the wall. Harry's head hit the wall with a sickening thud and he crumbled to the floor.
"You are just like your mother. Both of you thought you were better than you really are. It gave me great pleasure to curse her. She actually thought that I didn't know that she was a spy. The same goes for that brother of hers. Once I'm done with you two, he'll be my next victim." Voldemort raised his wand and yelled "/Crucio! /"
Pain shot through my body. I tried to fight it, but I felt the blackness seeping in. My screams bounced off the walls and pounded in my ears. Finally, Voldemort released me from the curse. He was saying something, but I couldn't hear anything. Blood was roaring in my head. I saw him raise his wand again. I felt the pain renter my body and I tired to scream, but no sounds came out. Over and over again, he played this evil game of giving me seconds to recover and then applying the curse. Finally, I let the blackness lead me away with one last word- "Harry."
Harry's POV
/Something has gone wrong/ was my first thought as I started to wake up. Screams filled my ears and I searched for the source. My heart and soul shredded as I saw Lorene fight against the Cruciatus Curse. My dream was happening and there was nothing I could do.
Try as I might, I couldn't get to my feet. After lots of effort, I was standing and stumbling towards Voldemort. I didn't think I'd have the energy to do anything, but when Lorene whispered my name, I knew I could do anything. Standing straight, I gathered all my courage and energy. Voldemort started to turn towards me, but I beat him...
"/Avada Kedavra! /" Green light blinded me. When I opened my eyes, I saw Voldemort's body lying on the ground. A look of absolute terror filled his face. Stepping over him, I cradled Lorene in my arms.
I tried to wake her, but she didn't respond. I couldn't feel a heartbeat. She was dead and it was all my fault. She became another casualty in a war that had finally ended. Bowing my head, I felt tears flow down my face and saw them land in her face. Wiping them off, I heard tiny pops fill the room. The Order of the Phoenix had arrived.
My eyes instantly found Snape's. "Lorene!" he cried as he ran towards us. I had never seen such terror and sadness on his face before. I felt I had to say something to express how sorry I was.
"I...I...it happened..."
"Quiet Mr. Potter," he snapped. Bending down, he placed his ear above her mouth. "She's alive. SHE'S ALIVE!" A sigh of relief filled the room and I pulled her closer in my embrace. Snape had to pry her from my arms. The only thing that finally got me to let go of her was his whisper. "I'm taking both of you to Madam Pomfrey. Now let me have her and grab a hold of my hand."
I handed her to him, but I didn't grab his hand. Although I never spoke it aloud, he knew that I wanted to stay to see what was going to happen to Voldemort. I watched as he disappeared. Once he was gone, I approached Dumbledore who was bent over Voldemort.
"He's dead," he said as he stood up. "Let's go Harry. Madam Pomfrey is probably wondering where you are."
"Wait," I said. "Can I asked you something first?"
"Of course."
"What will happen to his body?"
Dumbledore seemed to think awhile. I knew he knew the answer. He was just trying to figure out the best way to say it. "Like the original plan, he will still go through the veil. Now, let's go," he said and off we apparated to the school and infirmary.
A/N: *looks around shyly* So...If you read the story and never review, at least review on this story. I admit I'm not the best writer of action or fighting, but I think I did a pretty good job. Well, push the button now. Oh yeah, there's only going to be one or two more chapters, and then this story will be done. Keep an eye out for a sequel. Idea title: Someone to Love. I'm even thinking about making a sequel to that one, we'll just have to see what happens. I'll stop rambling. Bai!!!
A/N: So, here's the long awaited chapter! YaY!!!! Hehehe I hope you enjoy it and PLEASE leave your comments.
"Will you please stop talking like that," Michelle cried. The day had passed too quickly and it was time to get ready to leave. I was making sure that Jessy and Michelle knew what to do you if I didn't return. "Everything will turn out alright and we'll see you soon."
"She's right," Jessy said, trying to wipe the ever flowing tears from her face.
"Do you really think that I want the worst case scenario to happen? I don't. I don't want to walk out this door, I don't want to face Voldemort, and I most definitely don't want to think about never seeing y'all again. But I have to do what I have to do, and that means that I have to be prepared for the worst case scenario.
"The worst case scenario is my death. Y'all are the only one who knows where my prized possessions are and I want you to give them to my uncle. Take whatever you want after that. Think about it as a final gift from me to you." I gave them a quick hug and escaped before they could say anything else.
Harry and I arrived at the Great Hall at the same time. A strange calm had settled over us. I still wanted to throw myself in his arms, but I was no longer trying to push him away. The dream popped into my mind. I knew that if I kissed him, his lips would have the slightest hint of the strawberries he ate at dinner and that he arms would tighten around me the further we got into the kiss. My thoughts were cut short by the entrance of Dumbledore.
"How are you this evening?" he asked.
"Fine," Harry said a little nervously. I responded the only way I knew how-honestly. "I'm ready to get it over with."
"I know. We all do. Now follow me." We trailed behind him as he took us outside. Pulling out a Portkey, we gathered into a circle. I could hear Harry take a shaky breath. I guess he still was nervous about using a Portkey. I don't blame him. You never know who has tampered with such a thing.
I felt a lurching sensation as the Portkey turned active. There was a sort flying sensation and then we were standing in front of the warehouse. This was it; it was time to see what the future holds.
Harry and I turned to see what Dumbledore would have us do, but he was missing. We were all alone. Quickly we fished out of potions and gulped them down. "Here's to nothing," I whispered. I saw Harry's lips curl into a smile. Gathering our courage and taking out our wands, we headed inside.
The inside was exactly how I dreamed about it- dark and dreary. Little light shine through and there was a slight chill permeating the air. Slowly we walked through the halls keeping an eye out for any Death Eaters. /Where were they? Did Voldemort actually come alone? /
I looked at Harry and knew that he was thinking the same thing. Finally we reached the open, but unlike my dreams, this door was opened. Inside, a bright light flooded the room. Giving each other one last look, we entered the room.
There stood our enemy, all relaxed and contented. "Silly children, do you can actually defeat me?" It seemed that Voldemort wanted to upset us with silly chatter. We had nothing to say, so we launched our own attack. Throwing every charm we could think of, we tried to force Voldemort to distraction.
Effortlessly, he blocked everything we threw at him. Harry pulled Voldemort eyes towards him while I fished out the potion. Finally it was in my grasp. I threw it and it exploded at Voldemort's feet. Puffs of smoke filled the room, followed by a hollow laughter.
Voldemort began to walk towards me. "Silly child! Do you actually think that a potion could stop Lord Voldemort?" Harry started to approach Voldemort from behind, but a simple curse threw him against the wall. Harry's head hit the wall with a sickening thud and he crumbled to the floor.
"You are just like your mother. Both of you thought you were better than you really are. It gave me great pleasure to curse her. She actually thought that I didn't know that she was a spy. The same goes for that brother of hers. Once I'm done with you two, he'll be my next victim." Voldemort raised his wand and yelled "/Crucio! /"
Pain shot through my body. I tried to fight it, but I felt the blackness seeping in. My screams bounced off the walls and pounded in my ears. Finally, Voldemort released me from the curse. He was saying something, but I couldn't hear anything. Blood was roaring in my head. I saw him raise his wand again. I felt the pain renter my body and I tired to scream, but no sounds came out. Over and over again, he played this evil game of giving me seconds to recover and then applying the curse. Finally, I let the blackness lead me away with one last word- "Harry."
Harry's POV
/Something has gone wrong/ was my first thought as I started to wake up. Screams filled my ears and I searched for the source. My heart and soul shredded as I saw Lorene fight against the Cruciatus Curse. My dream was happening and there was nothing I could do.
Try as I might, I couldn't get to my feet. After lots of effort, I was standing and stumbling towards Voldemort. I didn't think I'd have the energy to do anything, but when Lorene whispered my name, I knew I could do anything. Standing straight, I gathered all my courage and energy. Voldemort started to turn towards me, but I beat him...
"/Avada Kedavra! /" Green light blinded me. When I opened my eyes, I saw Voldemort's body lying on the ground. A look of absolute terror filled his face. Stepping over him, I cradled Lorene in my arms.
I tried to wake her, but she didn't respond. I couldn't feel a heartbeat. She was dead and it was all my fault. She became another casualty in a war that had finally ended. Bowing my head, I felt tears flow down my face and saw them land in her face. Wiping them off, I heard tiny pops fill the room. The Order of the Phoenix had arrived.
My eyes instantly found Snape's. "Lorene!" he cried as he ran towards us. I had never seen such terror and sadness on his face before. I felt I had to say something to express how sorry I was.
"I...I...it happened..."
"Quiet Mr. Potter," he snapped. Bending down, he placed his ear above her mouth. "She's alive. SHE'S ALIVE!" A sigh of relief filled the room and I pulled her closer in my embrace. Snape had to pry her from my arms. The only thing that finally got me to let go of her was his whisper. "I'm taking both of you to Madam Pomfrey. Now let me have her and grab a hold of my hand."
I handed her to him, but I didn't grab his hand. Although I never spoke it aloud, he knew that I wanted to stay to see what was going to happen to Voldemort. I watched as he disappeared. Once he was gone, I approached Dumbledore who was bent over Voldemort.
"He's dead," he said as he stood up. "Let's go Harry. Madam Pomfrey is probably wondering where you are."
"Wait," I said. "Can I asked you something first?"
"Of course."
"What will happen to his body?"
Dumbledore seemed to think awhile. I knew he knew the answer. He was just trying to figure out the best way to say it. "Like the original plan, he will still go through the veil. Now, let's go," he said and off we apparated to the school and infirmary.
A/N: *looks around shyly* So...If you read the story and never review, at least review on this story. I admit I'm not the best writer of action or fighting, but I think I did a pretty good job. Well, push the button now. Oh yeah, there's only going to be one or two more chapters, and then this story will be done. Keep an eye out for a sequel. Idea title: Someone to Love. I'm even thinking about making a sequel to that one, we'll just have to see what happens. I'll stop rambling. Bai!!!