Protection- Part twelve

Protection- Part twelve

Hermione and Dumbledore entered the Great Hall.

It was empty.

Dumbledore went to the staff table and sat in Dumbledore's place. 'This is the place I always wanted,' he said. 'Well, I have it now.'

Hermione remained standing at the middle of the Hall.

Dumbledore rose from his seat and looked at Hermione.

'It seams everyone had abandoned you,' he said. Hermione looked at him.

'Your Protection isn't working if that bird could touch you, and your friends aren't here,' he continued. 'You're going to die. Alone.'

'That bird can touch me,' said Hermione. 'Because the wand used to perform the spell contained a feather of hers. And as for my friends, they are here.'

At the same moment the Great Hall's doors opened and Ron together with Cho entered. They walked and stood at Hermione's sides.

'That's it?' asked Dumbledore sarcastically.

'We don't need anyone more,' answered Hermione in the same voice. 'But no, that's not it.

'But let me get off the subject for a moment. Why won't you show your real face? And what did you do to Prof. Dumbledore?'

The alleged Dumbledore laughed.

'A very clever girl you are,' he said.' You can still join me. But no, I will answer your questions though you don't answer mine.'

'Your precious Dumbledore is kept tied in one of the cells in the castle. It will take you forever to find him; he'll be dead by then.

'As for me, I think I prefer this identity for a while. Think of it. If any one survives this, what do I want to be said about it? Voldemort killed everyone or Dumbledore betrayed everyone and joined the Dark Lord? It's pretty obvious, you see.'

Ron's eyes widened. 'The Dark Lord?' he whispered.

Voldemort was about to say something but the doors opened again.

All the students and teachers in the castle (except Dumbledore) entered the Great Hall.

The Heads of Houses persuaded everyone to stay closer to the walls.

'You gathered everyone around to save me the trouble,' smirked Voldemort. 'Thank you. Killing everybody will be much easier.'

When the students heard those words come out of Dumbledore's mouth, all was very quiet.

Voldemort chuckled.

He took out his wand. 'I think I'll start with your two dear friends,' he said to Hermione.

Hermione pulled Ron and placed him next to Cho.

'Take her hand and look her in the eyes,' she said. 'You have to tell her what you feel about her! Now!'

Ron did as he was told.

'I love you,' he said.

'I love you too,' said Cho.

They maybe didn't intend to kiss in front of Voldemort or the whole school, but they did anyway.

Voldemort looked from Hermione to the kissing couple. Hermione was almost smiling (A/N- You try to smile when you're about to die.).

'What are you trying to achieve?' asked Voldemort.

'You know,' said Hermione. 'I think I should tell you what Fawkes told me.

'It told me what your, sorry, Voldemort's weak point is.'

'What do you mean 'Voldemort's weak point'?' said the Dark Lord. 'He doesn't have a weak point!'

'Of course you do,' said Hermione. 'How do you think Harry survived?'

Dumbledore's face was very pale.

'Don't tell me you don't know your own down fall!' continued Hermione, still almost smiling.

At that moment the Great Hall's doors opened for the third time that night.

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