Let Me Be- Part 5
by Lorelai
A/N: reviews??? Hello? I know they're not your obligation but please, i so do need them. I've seen stories w/thousands of reviews! And i have less than ten...at the moment anyway. Hope you guys weren't exactly disgusted by Fiona's death. I mean, it was a little gory...and the blood and everything. I know, she was a sweet lil' darling but it was crucial to the plot of the story...sorry! And well, if you guys have read everything, all the McKinnons die...so i guess you know where this is going...and this is going to be a bit longer than the other chapters. I need to fit a LOT in here. I don't think anyone will be complaining about that, anyway...ok, so read the story. I like it, despite the bloody stuff. Frui!!
( that was latin for enjoy...i get tired of people sprouting French, you know: mon petit, etc, etc. and we're learning it anyway...it'll make Mr. Smith happy if he ever reads this. Only 4 years of latin now...hmm. And any of my classmates horrified if they read this- " She writes fanfiction?!?!" Okay! Fine, on with the story......:-)
Alicia started to twitch uncontrolabally, shaking and sobbing. The sight in front of her was almost too much to bear.
Sean, her only son, was slumped in front of her. The whites of his eyes showed as his eyeballs rolled back and forth. His hands were blackened and blistered. His arms were broken in more than three places. Dark blood dribbled from his mouth onto his shirt, staining it dark red. His legs were a whole different matter. The right leg was almost mutliated beyond recognition. Long slits marked the limb and bits of flesh hung from the blue fabric of his robes. The left leg was terrifyingly slashed from the foot to the groin. White bone showed through the flesh and blood made a puddle around the body. With a gasp, Alicia recognized something else. A knife was clasped in his hand.
" The Imperius Curse, Alicia McKinnon, and an extremely useful spell, I must say," said a soft voice. The full implications of what had happened suddenly hit her.
" Oh!" a soft cry escaped. Alicia slumped to the floor, overcome with emotion. " You made him do this to himself," she whispered.
A chuckling noise was heard.
" Yes, my dear."
A tall man stepped into view. He had a ghastly white face and glowing red eyes, with slits for nostrils like a snake. The unnatural eyes shone with an unearthly light.
" Alicia McKinnon, wife of Brent McKinnon, worker in the Ministry. Division of Magical Defense Against the Dark Arts, I believe? Not as good as an Auror, you know. Your son Sean could have done better," he continued smoothly in a cold and deadly voice.
" He can't," Alicia found herself retaliating roughly. Her voice shook violently. " He can't because you killed him, monster," she accused, looking into his eyes bravely. The man looked mildly impressed.
" And so I did. What a tragedy. Such a young life, lost and never to return. Pity he belonged to the family of a mudblood-lover." He laughed.
Alicia felt burning rage and undeniable anger for this man, who had killed her children and still had the nerve to call her husband names.
" You ignorant tyrant," she spat, standing up. " You say the mudbloods are dirty, but in fact, you are one too, Lord Voldemort." she stated in a mocking tone.
Voldemort's red eyes seemed to glow angrily.
" You called me a mudblood?" he stated mildly. His eyes betrayed his voice, full of anger and scorn.
" There's no such thing as a mudblood, you idiot," Alicia snarled in a venomous tone. " You're a hypocrite and a monster," she drew out her wand and quickly shouted a spell.
" Draconistius!" A beam of golden and blue light shot from her wand and landed on the floor, splintering into many more beams that formed a protective circle around Alicia.
" Scared, Alicia?" whispered Voldemort, stalking around the circle slowly and delibrately.
" No," retorted Alicia, her voice shaking. " You have power but you do not have love. Love is the one thing you will never experiance," she shouted.
Perhaps she imagined it, or otherwise, but she thought she saw a hint of fear in those fearsome red eyes. However, she never had a chance to think about it, for the next moment...
" Avada Kedavra!" Along with a green beam of light came the inevitable rushing sound of invisible death. And that day, the McKinnon family was no more.
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There ya go. The next part. It's short, I know, but I only wrote it that way because it seemed more dramatic. Ok, the next part will probably be out sometime next week. If I have time to write it. Yeah, I know, it's the end of the year and the evil homework is catching up. Ok, c ya!
by Lorelai
A/N: reviews??? Hello? I know they're not your obligation but please, i so do need them. I've seen stories w/thousands of reviews! And i have less than ten...at the moment anyway. Hope you guys weren't exactly disgusted by Fiona's death. I mean, it was a little gory...and the blood and everything. I know, she was a sweet lil' darling but it was crucial to the plot of the story...sorry! And well, if you guys have read everything, all the McKinnons die...so i guess you know where this is going...and this is going to be a bit longer than the other chapters. I need to fit a LOT in here. I don't think anyone will be complaining about that, anyway...ok, so read the story. I like it, despite the bloody stuff. Frui!!
( that was latin for enjoy...i get tired of people sprouting French, you know: mon petit, etc, etc. and we're learning it anyway...it'll make Mr. Smith happy if he ever reads this. Only 4 years of latin now...hmm. And any of my classmates horrified if they read this- " She writes fanfiction?!?!" Okay! Fine, on with the story......:-)
Alicia started to twitch uncontrolabally, shaking and sobbing. The sight in front of her was almost too much to bear.
Sean, her only son, was slumped in front of her. The whites of his eyes showed as his eyeballs rolled back and forth. His hands were blackened and blistered. His arms were broken in more than three places. Dark blood dribbled from his mouth onto his shirt, staining it dark red. His legs were a whole different matter. The right leg was almost mutliated beyond recognition. Long slits marked the limb and bits of flesh hung from the blue fabric of his robes. The left leg was terrifyingly slashed from the foot to the groin. White bone showed through the flesh and blood made a puddle around the body. With a gasp, Alicia recognized something else. A knife was clasped in his hand.
" The Imperius Curse, Alicia McKinnon, and an extremely useful spell, I must say," said a soft voice. The full implications of what had happened suddenly hit her.
" Oh!" a soft cry escaped. Alicia slumped to the floor, overcome with emotion. " You made him do this to himself," she whispered.
A chuckling noise was heard.
" Yes, my dear."
A tall man stepped into view. He had a ghastly white face and glowing red eyes, with slits for nostrils like a snake. The unnatural eyes shone with an unearthly light.
" Alicia McKinnon, wife of Brent McKinnon, worker in the Ministry. Division of Magical Defense Against the Dark Arts, I believe? Not as good as an Auror, you know. Your son Sean could have done better," he continued smoothly in a cold and deadly voice.
" He can't," Alicia found herself retaliating roughly. Her voice shook violently. " He can't because you killed him, monster," she accused, looking into his eyes bravely. The man looked mildly impressed.
" And so I did. What a tragedy. Such a young life, lost and never to return. Pity he belonged to the family of a mudblood-lover." He laughed.
Alicia felt burning rage and undeniable anger for this man, who had killed her children and still had the nerve to call her husband names.
" You ignorant tyrant," she spat, standing up. " You say the mudbloods are dirty, but in fact, you are one too, Lord Voldemort." she stated in a mocking tone.
Voldemort's red eyes seemed to glow angrily.
" You called me a mudblood?" he stated mildly. His eyes betrayed his voice, full of anger and scorn.
" There's no such thing as a mudblood, you idiot," Alicia snarled in a venomous tone. " You're a hypocrite and a monster," she drew out her wand and quickly shouted a spell.
" Draconistius!" A beam of golden and blue light shot from her wand and landed on the floor, splintering into many more beams that formed a protective circle around Alicia.
" Scared, Alicia?" whispered Voldemort, stalking around the circle slowly and delibrately.
" No," retorted Alicia, her voice shaking. " You have power but you do not have love. Love is the one thing you will never experiance," she shouted.
Perhaps she imagined it, or otherwise, but she thought she saw a hint of fear in those fearsome red eyes. However, she never had a chance to think about it, for the next moment...
" Avada Kedavra!" Along with a green beam of light came the inevitable rushing sound of invisible death. And that day, the McKinnon family was no more.
*$%&*$%&*$%&*$%&*$%&*$%&*$%&*$%&*$%&*$%&*$%&*$%&*$%&*$%&*$%&*$%&*$%&*$%&*$%&*$%&
There ya go. The next part. It's short, I know, but I only wrote it that way because it seemed more dramatic. Ok, the next part will probably be out sometime next week. If I have time to write it. Yeah, I know, it's the end of the year and the evil homework is catching up. Ok, c ya!