part twenty three
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hehehehee harry and a carpet bag.. strange image that is.... i have some fanart of sirius up at- http://www.geocities.com/halutirius/
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"Deadly nightshade... that's useful, okay, pour some in here, and mix it with a level teaspoon of that orange goo over there." Edea was sifting through Snape's potion cabinets, picking things out and dropping them into a cauldron at random. The result was a sort of multicoloured think gloopy syrup.
"And what do you plan to do with this er... goo?" Snape asked, worried that it might explode at any minute.
"Watch." Edea pulled out her wand and conjured up a crossbow, she took an arrow and dipped the tip into the goo, she loaded the crossbow and fired the arrow at the blackboard.
TWUNK
The blackboard sizzled as the goo slid down it. When it had stopped sizzling, they could see the wall behind it.
"It strips off any outer layers, basically that works for any magical shields too, it dissolves them, it'll dissolve anything but bone."
"And you just worked that out now, i mean i've never seen..." Snape pulled the arrow out of the wall
"I just made that up now, thats right."
"Can you remeber what you put in it?" Snape asked, quill at the ready.
"Nope." Edea shook her head, "I was being creative."
Sirius was busy pouring the contents of the cauldron into little vials which he put into his pockets. "Someone needs to get Moony."
"I have already alerted Minerva about the werewolf, he'll be there, don't worry your pathetic self." Snape sneered.
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"Holy...." Donovan gasped as Harry's bag started to shudder. "Somebody get that bag!"
Nobody moved, everyone was watching the pure white light, it was holding them captive with its brightness, very much in the same way that a lightbulb attracts a moth.
Voldemort stood up, his red eyes blazing with fury. "Stop it." He froze as the brightness took form.
"Dad?" Harry muttered, trying to make out the figure, "DAD?"
"What is the meaning of this?" Donovan pounded forward, reached out to the bag, "OW, BLOODY HELL...." He pulled his hand back, it was covered in burns.
The gleaming white figure turned round to face Donovan, and smirked, "Oh, sorry."
"Dad?" Harry tried to move forward but was stopped by a pale while sickly looking hand gripping his shoulder. "Get off me, get off." He was searching his pockets for his wand...
"Malfoy." James Potter raised an eyebrow, "I suggest you let go of my son."
Lucius took no notice and raise his free hand.
The last thing Harry remembered was seeing Malfoy's fist heading towards his face.
"James Potter...." Voldemort laughed, "James James James." He gripped his wand tightly in his right hand, behind him, Wormtail cowered in the sight of his old friend.
"You cant touch me, Voldemort." James smiled sadly, "I'm not here," He raised his hand towards Lucius Malfoy, who suddenly made a gesture to pull at whatever was choking him... "I'm everywhere."
Voldemort made a movement towards Harry's unconscious form but a shout from above him stopped him in his tracks.
"JAMES?" Remus was hanging from a chandelier. "JAMES, PRONGS? IS THAT YOU?"
"Avada Kedavra!" Voldemort aimed his wand at Remus, who dodged, but the curse hit the chain holding up the chandelier, which came crashing down to the ground covering Remus in thousands of bits of glass and plaster from the ceiling.
THWUNK.
An orange arrow hit Walden MacNair in the back, the sight was horrifying, and Wormtail hid behind a tapestry. MacNairs skin seemed to tighten, then crawl up in sudden wrinkles, throughout, he remained in a stunned silence, unable to speak, his mouth was open as if he was screaming, but no sound came out. The wrinkles of skin suddenly started fizzing, hissing and boiling over until ther was nothing left but a badly burnt skeleton.
Voldemort whipped round, trying to see where the arrow had come from.
THWUNK.
Another arrow had hit the already choking form of Lucius Malfoy. The same fate awaited him. This arrow came from the opposite side of the large ballroom.
THWUNK.
Yet another arrow, coming from another side of the room hit the main dinner table which dissolved before Voldemort's eyes.
"Ohhh," Wormtail cowered as he realised there was a wand sticking in his back, forcing him foward.
"Wormtail... what is this nonsense?" Voldemort shouted, as his small servant was pushed forward by a cloaked figure.
"Reveal Yourself." Voldemort pointed his wand at the figure, whose hood blew back. "Severus Snape, what a nice surprise. Crucio!"
Snape's screams echoed through the chamber, his body wracked with pain.
THWUNK.
An arrow flew past Voldemort's ear, landing in the candelabra on the remaining part of the table.
The glowing James had helped Remus out of the rubble and was healing his broken leg, when the doors burst open at the end of the room.
"Showtime." Sirius grimaced, as over a hundred small hogwarts house elves poured into the chamber, doing their best to attack the death eaters who were firing curses in all directions, Avery was trying to climb a tapestry whilst a house elf hung onto his ankle, Crabbe was rolling over on the floor trying to get out the house elf that had climbed up his trouser leg and was proceeding to bite his thigh, it was a chaos.
"Someone get Harry out of here...." James shouted over the din.
Edea jumped down off the ledge she had been firing arrows off and picked up Harry, "I'll meet you outside, i'll see if he wakes up."
Voldemort had taken no notice of the disruptions and was still making Snape pay for his "traitor streak" he was so caught up that he didnt see Sirius Black sneak up behind him, a long metal chain in his hands.
"MASTER!" Donovan shrieked as Sirius jumped up onto Voldemort and wrapped the chain around his neck, bringing them both down onto the floor. Severus got up, and promptly fell down again, he reached out for his wand and aimed it at the chandelier that was still in one piece at the other end of the room. "Wingardium Leviosa!" He shouted, the chandelier broke off its hangings and drifted across the room, hovering above a retreating Wormtail, before coming crashing down, pinning him to the floor.
Voldemort threw Sirius off his back. Sirius flew across the on a collision course with a very spikey open iron maiden. He stopped in mid-air, and suddenly flew in the opposite direction, hitting an overstuffed recliner.
"Thanks, James." Sirius muttered, as he slid over the edge to the floor.
Remus winced as he saw Sirius fly across the room, that looked nasty, he turned round, startled as a chunk of his hair was sliced off by a passing curse.
"Serpensortia." Voldemort thundered, a large black python was now standing (well, sliding actually) between the death eaters and the remaining opposition.
"Where's a parselmouth when you need one." Remus frowned as the snake hissed at him.
"Reducio!" Snape shouted from under a mountain of tapestry cloth. The snake shrank to the size of a worm, which Remus quickly made redundant by summoning towards the iron maiden's spikes.
"Incendio." Henry Bode, a new Death Eater threw a wall of fire at the table, which started burning with fury,
Sirius retaliated by aiming his wand at the death eater. "Petrificus Totalus."
"Aquasus." Voldemort pointed at the floor which quickly turned into a boiling pool of bottomless water.
"Aqua-piedus." Remus pointed at himself, then Snape, and Sirius. They all rose above the water and found that they could walk about as normal.
"Locomotor mortis!" Gregorovic pointed at Sirius, who suddenly found himself sinking below the surface.
"James?" Remus shouted out, "JAMES?"
"Shut up, wolf." Snape shouted over the din, "He wont hear you, he's not even real... Listen, we need to get rid of this water if we're going to do anything."
"Mobilicorpus!" Remus pointed at the sinking Sirius, who now found himself hanging above water, somewhere near the ceiling.
"Gee, thanks so much." Sirius said sarcastically, as he now became the object of many hexes and curses that flew in his direction, being an easy target.
"Finite Incantatem." Snape yelled, as Sirius fell back to the water, free of all hexes.
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"Harry, wake up... WAKE UP..." Edea shook the unconscious Harry. "Enervate!" Nothing happened. "Okay, we do this the muggle way." Edea gave Harry a fiece slap round the face, which brought him backto reality with a shout. "DAD?"
"Do i look like James to you?" Edea snarked. "Listen to me, i've got to get back in there, promise me you'll stay here."
"I promise." Harry nodded as Edea started running back towards the main chamber, out of which smoke and waves were pouring out of the high windows, until with a sudden explosion, the roof blew off completely, taking a few bodies with it.
Harry stopped as he saw a broomstick lying across a low wall. He shrugged, maybe he could be of some help after all. His wand was safely tucked away in his pocket, he took off upon the broom.
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TBC
a/n James isnt real. its an apparition, well obviously cuz in general alive people dont glow do they? for clues as to why, think chamber of secrets, think tom riddle, then you've got the reason why james is there.
