Harry Potter and the Dark Lord's Castle
Seers and Attacks
Harry awoke in a dim lit room with his scar burning and a sharp pain in his chest where the curse hit him. Harry tried to look around the room but as he sat up the scar on his forehead started to burn worse than ever, he laid back down but it didn't help, he was about to scream in pain when the door opened and in walked...Voldemort. Voldemort had captured him, Harry couldn't remember how he had gotten captured though, he remembered walking down to the lake to find Sirius, and he was about to go back to the castle and... he couldn't remember anything after that.
"Hello Harry Potter." Voldemort said with a sneer, "we meet again I see, this time however I have taken precautions that will ensure that you join the dark order or die."
Harry didn't know how to answer this, but decided to keep quiet, he was hoping Voldemort might become over-confident and slip some important information to Harry.
"I imagine you have some questions don't you, Harry?" Voldemort said as an evil grin flashed across his face. "I will answer what I wish, and you will be happy that I have been that generous won't you." Silence,
"Crucio" Pain shot through Harry's entire body as the torture continued.
"Now," Voldemort said "you will be gracious after I have answered your questions won't you"
Harry wanted Voldemort to answer his questions so this time he answered. "Yes"
"Now there's a good boy" Voldemort said with mock kindness
Harry decided to ask his first question, "Where am I?"
"In my castle of course, it was a prison until I took over, the prison guards invited me and gave me all the prisoners, some I killed, and some rejoined me as my most loyal supporter, do you know what prison I broke open?" Voldemort asked, Harry dreaded the answer. "It was Azkaban of course, with my most loyal supporters at my back not even that muggle loving fool Dumbledore can stop me now."
Harry didn't know what to say to that so he decided to ask another question. "In my second year, your 16 year-old memory said that you only killed my mother to kill me, why did you want to kill me."
Voldemort let out his eerie laugh, "You mean that fool Dumbledore hasn't told you yet, let me inform you then. Do you know the ancestry on your father's side?" Harry shook his head no. "Just as I am a descendent of one of the creators of Hogwarts, you are as well. Another muggle-lover, Godric Gryffindor."
"That still doesn't explain why you would want to kill me." Harry asked, hoping he wouldn't say anything that would make the Dark Lord torture him.
"Not a very bright boy are you?" Voldemort said with a sneer "An oracle of Gryffindor and Slytherin's day made a prediction, would you like to hear that prediction?" Harry nodded deafly
"Two heirs of the founders will fight in the wars,
the birth of the good will mark the death of the bad
their first battle will end the dark days
their second shall restart them
good will reign unless the heir shall die
evil shall lose unless the killing blow is made"
Harry tried to absorb this but was interrupted by Voldemort,
"Now you know why I wanted to kill you then, and now you know why I have to kill you now."
Voldemort reached in his robes for his wand and pulled it out, Harry had no wand to defend himself with, he dove behind his bed just in time as the infamous curse Avada Kevarda hit the wall behind him just over his head.
Harry knew that he had very little chance to get out of this alive without a wand or a mother there to die for him. He also knew that no one could get to him in Azkaban to rescue him. He looked around the room looking for some way to escape. Looking behind him he saw the escape he had been looking for.
Voldemort's curse had broken the wall behind Harry, the wall opened up to the outside where there was an empty stretch of ground and then a pier with one rickety boat in it, Harry ran away while he heard Voldemort behind him
"The boy escaped, get him! Get Harry Potter!"
Harry could hear Death Eaters and Dementors chasing after Harry, Harry ran as fast as he could but he felt the Dementors affecting him
"No..Not Harry...Take me...but let Harry go"
Flash of Green and a High Pitched laugh
Harry fell to the ground, his scar was burning and he could barely see. The last thing he saw before he blacked out was about a dozen Dementors and a few Death Eaters surrounding him
Seers and Attacks
Harry awoke in a dim lit room with his scar burning and a sharp pain in his chest where the curse hit him. Harry tried to look around the room but as he sat up the scar on his forehead started to burn worse than ever, he laid back down but it didn't help, he was about to scream in pain when the door opened and in walked...Voldemort. Voldemort had captured him, Harry couldn't remember how he had gotten captured though, he remembered walking down to the lake to find Sirius, and he was about to go back to the castle and... he couldn't remember anything after that.
"Hello Harry Potter." Voldemort said with a sneer, "we meet again I see, this time however I have taken precautions that will ensure that you join the dark order or die."
Harry didn't know how to answer this, but decided to keep quiet, he was hoping Voldemort might become over-confident and slip some important information to Harry.
"I imagine you have some questions don't you, Harry?" Voldemort said as an evil grin flashed across his face. "I will answer what I wish, and you will be happy that I have been that generous won't you." Silence,
"Crucio" Pain shot through Harry's entire body as the torture continued.
"Now," Voldemort said "you will be gracious after I have answered your questions won't you"
Harry wanted Voldemort to answer his questions so this time he answered. "Yes"
"Now there's a good boy" Voldemort said with mock kindness
Harry decided to ask his first question, "Where am I?"
"In my castle of course, it was a prison until I took over, the prison guards invited me and gave me all the prisoners, some I killed, and some rejoined me as my most loyal supporter, do you know what prison I broke open?" Voldemort asked, Harry dreaded the answer. "It was Azkaban of course, with my most loyal supporters at my back not even that muggle loving fool Dumbledore can stop me now."
Harry didn't know what to say to that so he decided to ask another question. "In my second year, your 16 year-old memory said that you only killed my mother to kill me, why did you want to kill me."
Voldemort let out his eerie laugh, "You mean that fool Dumbledore hasn't told you yet, let me inform you then. Do you know the ancestry on your father's side?" Harry shook his head no. "Just as I am a descendent of one of the creators of Hogwarts, you are as well. Another muggle-lover, Godric Gryffindor."
"That still doesn't explain why you would want to kill me." Harry asked, hoping he wouldn't say anything that would make the Dark Lord torture him.
"Not a very bright boy are you?" Voldemort said with a sneer "An oracle of Gryffindor and Slytherin's day made a prediction, would you like to hear that prediction?" Harry nodded deafly
"Two heirs of the founders will fight in the wars,
the birth of the good will mark the death of the bad
their first battle will end the dark days
their second shall restart them
good will reign unless the heir shall die
evil shall lose unless the killing blow is made"
Harry tried to absorb this but was interrupted by Voldemort,
"Now you know why I wanted to kill you then, and now you know why I have to kill you now."
Voldemort reached in his robes for his wand and pulled it out, Harry had no wand to defend himself with, he dove behind his bed just in time as the infamous curse Avada Kevarda hit the wall behind him just over his head.
Harry knew that he had very little chance to get out of this alive without a wand or a mother there to die for him. He also knew that no one could get to him in Azkaban to rescue him. He looked around the room looking for some way to escape. Looking behind him he saw the escape he had been looking for.
Voldemort's curse had broken the wall behind Harry, the wall opened up to the outside where there was an empty stretch of ground and then a pier with one rickety boat in it, Harry ran away while he heard Voldemort behind him
"The boy escaped, get him! Get Harry Potter!"
Harry could hear Death Eaters and Dementors chasing after Harry, Harry ran as fast as he could but he felt the Dementors affecting him
"No..Not Harry...Take me...but let Harry go"
Flash of Green and a High Pitched laugh
Harry fell to the ground, his scar was burning and he could barely see. The last thing he saw before he blacked out was about a dozen Dementors and a few Death Eaters surrounding him