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Chapter 3
The Darkest Soul
Harry walked miserably back from his third detention. He had just
cleaned out Greenhouse 2, a history of magic classroom, three
dungeons and four other random rooms. He was exhausted, it was
almost two o'clock in the morning when he had finished and he was
slowly making his way up to Grffindor common room. It was then that
a weird feeling came over him. Like he was being watched. He
couldn't quite place it. He stared around but no one was in sight.
Then he heard, a flapping, windy noise coming from outside. Like
the flapping of wings. He stared out of a tall glass window and
peered in to the darkness. There was an almighty CRASH!!! The
window shattered in his face sending him backwards into the banister.
Every other window around him blew in, blasting shards of glass
across the hall. They sparkled in the night, the light bounced across
the walls as Harry gasped for breath. He stared out the window
frame and saw, to his horror, hundreds of dragons swooping across
the sky circling the castle grounds. He got to his feet and raced up
the stairs. Slipping on glass, he ran around a corner and pelted down
a corridor. He stopped in front of an ugly, stone gargoyle.
'Erm, Sherbet lemons,' he shouted desperately,' cockroach clusters,
erm.'
But before he mentioned anything else the gargoyle sprang to life
and a flustered Dumbledore emerged from behind it and nearly
bowled down Harry,
'I'm sorry Harry. I heard noise. Harry nodded.' Dragons Professor,
hundreds of them.'
Dumbledore went pale.
'You've got to wake as many people as possible and send them all
down to the Main Entrance.' Ordered Dumbledore.
Harry nodded again and ran to Gryffindor,
'Teacakes!' he shouted at the Fat Lady, she swung open and he
rushed in side,
'WAKE UP!!!' he roared at the top of his voice, he charged upstairs to
his dormitory and he shook Ron awake,
'C'mon, you've got to get out of here!!!!'
The dormitory window smashed in and the water jug hit the floor
cracking, water slopped over the floor. Ron, Dean and Seamus woke
with a start.
'Get up!!!' shouted Harry, 'and get to the main entrance!!!' the lads
knew this had to be important and pulled themselves out of bed and
fell down the stairs to the entrance.
Harry almost forgot Neville but tripped over his bed-sheets and
woke him as well. Soon all the school were dashing down stairs to the
main entrance in a blind panic. Harry checked everyone had gone and
followed, down a flight of stairs, only to run straight into a Death
Eater clambering through a window frame Harry reacted quickly,
' Expelliarmus!!!' he yelled pointing his wand directly at the figure.
The Death-Eater screamed and fell back through the window plunging
to the ground. His wand arced through the air and landed at Harry's
feet. Harry turned to run down the stairs but four more Death
Eaters had clambered through windows and were looking to see what
happened to the unfortunate victim. Harry had to turn around so he
headed back to Gryffindor common room his pulse racing. In front of
the Fat Lady two Death Eaters were shouting at her to let them in.
'Expelliarmus!!!' he roared again, knocking down one of the figures,
the falling figure hit his partner in the face with his elbow and fell
on top of him.
'Teacakes,' he shouted for the second time that night. He ran into
the common room and tried to think what to do now. His Invisibility
Cloak! He ran up to his dormitory and opened his huge, wooden chest
and pulled out the cloak, and his Firebolt and quickly ran back into
the common room to find another way out. He could hear voices
outside the painting shouting at it.
'He said sea snakes, or leave rakes,' some one spat.
Harry's mind raced: someone had heard him.
Teacakes!' some one yelled, taking a guess.
The painting swung open. Harry pulled on his cloak and hid his
broomstick underneath. He looked for somewhere to hide: even under
his cloak he could still be seen and felt. If a death Eater walked into
him he'd have no chance. He shuffled across the floor and crawled
into the empty, sooty fireplace.
'We need light,' someone said from near the painting Harry jumped,
' Quickly light the fire.' Came another voice.
Harry choked: he had just crawled into the fireplace; they were
going to burn him alive! He thought as quickly as possible. He had his
broomstick. He had to take the chance: and quick! He climbed on
trying to keep under his cloak and flew straight up the chimney just
as someone cast a spell and flames burst up below him. He prayed
that there was no grate as he zoomed up the chimneystack. But he
was lucky as he erupted into the night sky in a cloud of soot.
Around him was chaos as huge dragons flew down and landed on the
roof ripping tiles and walls apart. Scanning the area he noticed groups
of Hogwarts students huddled in groups trying to fend off the masses
of Death Eaters.
In the main entrance Dumbledore and Black were standing back-to-
back trying to protect everyone. Harry flew down brandished his
wand and let rip with every single curse and hex he could think of.
Death Eaters unprepared and unable to block in time, fell like flies.
Aiming his broomstick just above Dumbledore's head he flew into the
school searching for attackers.
Curses flew across the corridors as pupils and minions blasted at
each other, Harry just dodged an a badly aimed 'Avada Kedavra'
curse as it blasted a suit of armour-and half the wall to pieces.
Suddenly he heard a voice screaming for help. He swooped around a
corner and saw a smallish figure being threatened by a Death Eater.
It was Cho: backing up against a wall: without her wand, it was at
the Death Eaters feet. Forgetting all spells Harry flew forward in a
rage. The Death Eater cornering her and raised his wand,
' Avada Keda-' he never finished it. Harry's broomstick ploughed into
the Death Eaters back with a sickening crunch. Harry yelled as the
Eater lurched forward and fell to the floor, his wand, never to be
used again fell beside him. Cho screamed, Harry realised he was still
invisible and pulled the Cloak off.
'Cho!' he called out of breath, 'grab on.'
Cho was shocked but did as he said. She grabbed her wand and
heaved herself up. Harry pulled the cloak over the two of them. He
rocketed off and she held on tight around his waist. Together they
flew in, out, around corridors doing there best to help people they
saw in trouble.
Soon though the teachers managed to drive the remaining conscious
Death Eaters into the grounds. The Eaters were in groups each
surrounded by weary teachers and students. Casualties littered the
ground but every one was alive. Hogwarts had triumphed!!!!!
But, another beating of wings could be heard from far off in the
darkness. A huge silhouette of a dragon crossed the moon's light.
Thunder rolled in the background silencing the hubbub from the castle
grounds. Even the Death eaters looked petrified. The dragon flew
straight at the castle grounds. It roared into the night: signalling the
sign of death to come.
The dragon had a rider. A rider with the darkest of soul and the
darkest of heart. Harry's scar flamed up with pain. It was the Dark
Lord himself.
Chapter 3
The Darkest Soul
Harry walked miserably back from his third detention. He had just
cleaned out Greenhouse 2, a history of magic classroom, three
dungeons and four other random rooms. He was exhausted, it was
almost two o'clock in the morning when he had finished and he was
slowly making his way up to Grffindor common room. It was then that
a weird feeling came over him. Like he was being watched. He
couldn't quite place it. He stared around but no one was in sight.
Then he heard, a flapping, windy noise coming from outside. Like
the flapping of wings. He stared out of a tall glass window and
peered in to the darkness. There was an almighty CRASH!!! The
window shattered in his face sending him backwards into the banister.
Every other window around him blew in, blasting shards of glass
across the hall. They sparkled in the night, the light bounced across
the walls as Harry gasped for breath. He stared out the window
frame and saw, to his horror, hundreds of dragons swooping across
the sky circling the castle grounds. He got to his feet and raced up
the stairs. Slipping on glass, he ran around a corner and pelted down
a corridor. He stopped in front of an ugly, stone gargoyle.
'Erm, Sherbet lemons,' he shouted desperately,' cockroach clusters,
erm.'
But before he mentioned anything else the gargoyle sprang to life
and a flustered Dumbledore emerged from behind it and nearly
bowled down Harry,
'I'm sorry Harry. I heard noise. Harry nodded.' Dragons Professor,
hundreds of them.'
Dumbledore went pale.
'You've got to wake as many people as possible and send them all
down to the Main Entrance.' Ordered Dumbledore.
Harry nodded again and ran to Gryffindor,
'Teacakes!' he shouted at the Fat Lady, she swung open and he
rushed in side,
'WAKE UP!!!' he roared at the top of his voice, he charged upstairs to
his dormitory and he shook Ron awake,
'C'mon, you've got to get out of here!!!!'
The dormitory window smashed in and the water jug hit the floor
cracking, water slopped over the floor. Ron, Dean and Seamus woke
with a start.
'Get up!!!' shouted Harry, 'and get to the main entrance!!!' the lads
knew this had to be important and pulled themselves out of bed and
fell down the stairs to the entrance.
Harry almost forgot Neville but tripped over his bed-sheets and
woke him as well. Soon all the school were dashing down stairs to the
main entrance in a blind panic. Harry checked everyone had gone and
followed, down a flight of stairs, only to run straight into a Death
Eater clambering through a window frame Harry reacted quickly,
' Expelliarmus!!!' he yelled pointing his wand directly at the figure.
The Death-Eater screamed and fell back through the window plunging
to the ground. His wand arced through the air and landed at Harry's
feet. Harry turned to run down the stairs but four more Death
Eaters had clambered through windows and were looking to see what
happened to the unfortunate victim. Harry had to turn around so he
headed back to Gryffindor common room his pulse racing. In front of
the Fat Lady two Death Eaters were shouting at her to let them in.
'Expelliarmus!!!' he roared again, knocking down one of the figures,
the falling figure hit his partner in the face with his elbow and fell
on top of him.
'Teacakes,' he shouted for the second time that night. He ran into
the common room and tried to think what to do now. His Invisibility
Cloak! He ran up to his dormitory and opened his huge, wooden chest
and pulled out the cloak, and his Firebolt and quickly ran back into
the common room to find another way out. He could hear voices
outside the painting shouting at it.
'He said sea snakes, or leave rakes,' some one spat.
Harry's mind raced: someone had heard him.
Teacakes!' some one yelled, taking a guess.
The painting swung open. Harry pulled on his cloak and hid his
broomstick underneath. He looked for somewhere to hide: even under
his cloak he could still be seen and felt. If a death Eater walked into
him he'd have no chance. He shuffled across the floor and crawled
into the empty, sooty fireplace.
'We need light,' someone said from near the painting Harry jumped,
' Quickly light the fire.' Came another voice.
Harry choked: he had just crawled into the fireplace; they were
going to burn him alive! He thought as quickly as possible. He had his
broomstick. He had to take the chance: and quick! He climbed on
trying to keep under his cloak and flew straight up the chimney just
as someone cast a spell and flames burst up below him. He prayed
that there was no grate as he zoomed up the chimneystack. But he
was lucky as he erupted into the night sky in a cloud of soot.
Around him was chaos as huge dragons flew down and landed on the
roof ripping tiles and walls apart. Scanning the area he noticed groups
of Hogwarts students huddled in groups trying to fend off the masses
of Death Eaters.
In the main entrance Dumbledore and Black were standing back-to-
back trying to protect everyone. Harry flew down brandished his
wand and let rip with every single curse and hex he could think of.
Death Eaters unprepared and unable to block in time, fell like flies.
Aiming his broomstick just above Dumbledore's head he flew into the
school searching for attackers.
Curses flew across the corridors as pupils and minions blasted at
each other, Harry just dodged an a badly aimed 'Avada Kedavra'
curse as it blasted a suit of armour-and half the wall to pieces.
Suddenly he heard a voice screaming for help. He swooped around a
corner and saw a smallish figure being threatened by a Death Eater.
It was Cho: backing up against a wall: without her wand, it was at
the Death Eaters feet. Forgetting all spells Harry flew forward in a
rage. The Death Eater cornering her and raised his wand,
' Avada Keda-' he never finished it. Harry's broomstick ploughed into
the Death Eaters back with a sickening crunch. Harry yelled as the
Eater lurched forward and fell to the floor, his wand, never to be
used again fell beside him. Cho screamed, Harry realised he was still
invisible and pulled the Cloak off.
'Cho!' he called out of breath, 'grab on.'
Cho was shocked but did as he said. She grabbed her wand and
heaved herself up. Harry pulled the cloak over the two of them. He
rocketed off and she held on tight around his waist. Together they
flew in, out, around corridors doing there best to help people they
saw in trouble.
Soon though the teachers managed to drive the remaining conscious
Death Eaters into the grounds. The Eaters were in groups each
surrounded by weary teachers and students. Casualties littered the
ground but every one was alive. Hogwarts had triumphed!!!!!
But, another beating of wings could be heard from far off in the
darkness. A huge silhouette of a dragon crossed the moon's light.
Thunder rolled in the background silencing the hubbub from the castle
grounds. Even the Death eaters looked petrified. The dragon flew
straight at the castle grounds. It roared into the night: signalling the
sign of death to come.
The dragon had a rider. A rider with the darkest of soul and the
darkest of heart. Harry's scar flamed up with pain. It was the Dark
Lord himself.