Harry Potter and the Deathday Curse
Chapter 27 The Deathday Book Again
A.N. Thank you to everyone who reviewed!!!!!!!!! This chapter is dedicated to John, who is a great reviewer!!!!!!!!!! Anyway, I suppose you want me to stop rambling on and on so you can read the new chapter!!!!!!
Malena
Harry ran through the corridors, searching for Ginny and Voldemort. They were nowhere to be seen. Eventually, at around six am the torches went out and Harry was engulfed in darkness. He lit his wand, but the feeble light didn't light very far.
Harry was reminded of the maze he had to get through in his fourth year, right before Voldemort had gotten his body back. He remembered Voldemort emerging from the cauldron, and Cedric Diggory's body…
Harry pushed the thought out of his mind, after all, that had been three years ago, this was now.
Right, left, right, right, middle fork. Harry tried to remember the way that he went, but it was impossible, so he gave up. He ran up a dark corridor and skidded to a stop. In front of him was an enormous pit, at the bottom of the pit was several things, slithering around. Harry held his wand up high, and the dim light hit the bottom of the pit. Snakes. Hundreds of thousands of snakes were slithering over one another, hissing, and occasionally biting each other. Harry could faintly hear their slurred voices.
"I'm hungry."
"Who sssshoud we eat today?"
"How about that one? He is awfully weak looking."
"All right." Harry looked down, horrified as three or four snakes started attacking one small snake. A giant boa constrictor slithered over and several other snakes started to bite the snake…
Harry turned away, sickened as the snakes started to eat their prey.
How in the world am I going to get over the pit? Harry asked himself. If I jump I'm sure to fall into the pit and get eaten. I can't fly over, my broom is back at Hogwarts.
Harry was about to turn back, when he saw an inscription on the dry, rock wall.
Look out behind you.
Harry stared at the inscription, before he quickly turned around. A giant snake was in front of him. It twisted itself around Harry and pushed him into the giant pit.
Harry landed with a thud, the snakes were no longer in the middle of the pit, but were slithering around in a circle, with Harry in the middle.
"Fresssssh prey," hissed a giant rattlesnake.
"Wait!" Harry cried in Parseltounge. "Please, don't eat me."
The snakes started to mutter to one another.
"He sssspeakssss our language."
"We cannot eat one who ssspeakssss to usss."
"Why not? I'm hungry."
"I am too skinny," Harry said. "No meat at all. You would just be eating skin and bones."
"We have been imprisssoned here for the longessst time," hissed another snake with five inch long fangs. "We do not care asssssss long assss we get ssssomething to eat."
"Wait a moment," said the giant snake that had pushed Harry into the pit. "Are you the Potter boy?"
Harry nodded nervously.
The snakes hissed to each other for a moment.
"Ssssso, you're sssearching for the treassssure that we are ssssuppossssed to guard? You, the boy who defeated the mighty Bassssilisssk?" Asked the giant snake.
"I don't know," Harry said. "And how do you know that I defeated the Basilisk."
"Word getssss around. Well, we are not ssssuppossssed to let anyone pass, but asssss you sssspeak to usss, you may go."
Harry looked and saw the snake pointing to a door on the other side of the pit. As Harry walked toward it the snakes parted. He pulled open the door that was covered in cobwebs and walked through it.
The passageway ahead of him was covered in an odd red light, that seemed to shimmer and dance on the walls.
"Ginny?" He called. "Ginny, are you here?" There was no answer, the corridor seemed deserted. He walked down the corridor and it led him to a chamber. All around the chamber there were swords, and axes, all hanging on the walls. One large sword pinned a decaying body to the wall. The body had ragged robes and an old wand in his hand. His jaw, which was laying loosely on his gray face was open in surprise.
"What in the world?" Harry said softly. He took a small step forward, and a sword with emeralds on it shot forward and went strait into the other wall.
"Jeez!" Harry exclaimed, his voice echoing off of the walls. Harry took off his cloak, rolled it into a ball, and threw it across the room. Knifes and swords, sprang off of the wall when the cloak went by. They all went flying into the opposite wall. Harry summoned the cloak back to him and the weapons sprang into action again. Harry tried something else, he rolled the balled up cloak along the floor of the chamber. The knifes remained motionless. Harry knew what he had to do. He got down on his stomach and started to inch forward, trying to stay as flat as possible.
None of the knifes moved, and Harry hardly dared to breath in fear of making them come to life. His front was very dirty when he reached the other end. He stood up when he had gotten to the other chamber on the other side. He brushed himself off, collected his cloak and looked into the next chamber. There was a small door on the other side, but there was no floor. Harry looked around, there was another inscription on the wall.
The Middle is the best.
Harry looked at the middle, seeing only darkness. He stuck out his foot, and put it down. There was a hard surface. Harry put his next foot down and started to walk across the chamber. He reached the other door quickly and went off in search of Ginny some more.
The next chamber that he entered was not like the other chambers that he had encountered. There was only a table in the center of the room. And on that table was a book. Harry slowly walked over to the book and looked at the cover.
The Deathday Book.
Harry gasped as he looked at the peeling cover of the book, and the chipped red letters that spelled out those three words. He touched the book, and it was oddly cold to the touch. He flipped open the cover. He gave a yelp of surprise as blood started to pour out of the book, spilling onto the floor and instantly disappearing. The blood red pages had smudged words printed in dark ink. The Prophecy, was what the first page said, the next page said:
The Deathday Curse is a highly difficult spell. Only powerful wizards have been known to use it. The incantation for the Deathday Curse is Avada Decorpus Kedavra.
Harry frowned at the page. Avada Decorpus Kedavra?
If you were to only say the words Avada or Kedavra, the person or thing that you have performed the spell on will be knocked out for several hours. However, if you say Avada Kedavra, then the person will be killed.
Unless you're me, Harry thought. Harry had been hit with Avada Kedavra many times before, and he had survived. Harry went back to reading.
If you were to mutter the whole spell, the person would not only be killed, but tortured for all eternity. The person will still feel pain, but he will seem dead, the victim will not have a heartbeat or will be breathing, but the mind will still be alive. The person will be alive as he or she starts to decay, feel the maggots overtake his or her body over the years and feel the pain as they eat him bit by bit. Every year, on the person's deathday, he or she will be reborn as the ultimate evil. The only way to keep the person from being reborn is to perform the spell Nonamis Morhenafis…
Harry had had enough, he slammed the book shut. He was wasting time, the deadline for finding Ginny was nearing closer and closer. He took one look at the book, and noticed a piece of parchment sticking out from under it. He pulled out the parchment and looked at it. It was similar to the Marauder's map, only it showed the inside of the mountain. There was only one name on it, Harry's. He looked for a corridor to take and set off at a run.
He ran for what seemed like forever, and he was most happy when he saw tortches adorning the walls again. That must mean that he was closer to Ginny. And Voldemort. He started to run faster, and he almost ran strait into a giant door that was at the end of the short corridor. He could hear voices from the inside. He pushed the door open. Sitting in a chair was a man, with a snakelike face and crimson red eyes. He was holding a wand to a girl's head. Ginny. As Harry ran into the room, Lord Voldemort's mouth curled into a cruel smile.
"Hello Potter," he said.
"We've been expecting you." Ginny gave a sob.
"Let Ginny go," Harry said, ignoring the pain in his scar.
"I will let her go on one condition."
"And what's that?" Harry spat.
"You stay." Harry stared at Voldemort, then he looked at Ginny.
"Fine," He whispered. "I'll stay, just let Ginny go free."
Voldemort lowered his wand from Ginny's head and pushed her toward Harry. She collapsed into his arms, sobbing into his shoulder.
"Shhh," He whispered, hugging her to him. "Don't worry, Gin. It'll be all right. You need to go now."
"I'm not going without you." Ginny sobbed into his shoulder. "I'm not leaving you behind."
"Ginny, I need you to be strong. I need you to go back to the school and to tell Professor Dumbledore what happened. I'll be fine, Gin, don't worry."
Ginny looked at him.
"Do you promise me that you'll be fine." She whipsered. Harry glanced at Voldemort who was watching with amusement.
"Yes Gin, I promise." Harry said, not really believing himself, and looking back at Ginny. "Now Gin, take this, it's a map of this place, it'll help you get out faster."
"I don't want to leave you," She whispered.
"Go, now!"
"Bye Harry." She gave him a tight hug and then looked back at Voldemort, and went running from the room.
"You lied." Voldemort said. "You're not going to be fine, and you know it."
Harry didn't say anything.
"Well, if you're not going to talk, it's time for you to die. You'll be with your mother soon. And your father will be joining you two soon enough." Voldemort got up off of the chair and stood in front of Harry, staring at him.
"And now, we duel." Voldemort bowed, but before Harry could bow in return, the doors burst open.
A.N. It's not Ginny! That's the only hint I'm giving you!!!!!!!! Please review!!!!!!!!!
Malena
