Harry Potter and the Troublesome Evie

By Trephinia Cealyn

Chapter 27 | Voldemort, Voldemort, Voldemort It's Always About Voldemort

          "It's mine!" Hermione shouted as the last of the black light seeped through her skin. "I've got it back." The white line disappeared Hermione ran towards Harry and grabbed him in a hug. Ginny stopped playing and grabbed Draco.

          "Mionie!" Evie yelled and hugged Hermione around the middle. "Oh Mionie!" she said crying."

          "Evie," Hermione patted the girl on the head crying to. "Poor little Evie."

          "Hermione she just tried to kill you!" Harry said holding Hermione around the shoulders.

          "It wasn't her fault Harry." Hermione said shaking her head. "I'll explain later."

          "HARRY POTTER." The walls blew apart. "You'll pay for this you worthless creature." The dust cleared from the walls and Voldemort stepped into the room.

          "Bad Voldie." Evie said quietly and turned away from him.

          "And you." Voldemort said pointing at Draco. He turned back to Harry. "Come on Potter. Let's fight." Harry nodded and grabbed his wand confidently.

          "I beat you once Voldie and I'll do it again." Harry pulled off his cloak and robes. He wore leather pants (mmm) and a tight black shirt (double mmm).

          "What did you call me?" Voldemort asked in a whisper.

          "You heard me Voldie." Harry smiled and twirled his wand around. "You heard me all to well."

          "If that's it then…" Voldemort trailed off and pulled off his deatheaters cloak but left his robes on.

          "That's it…" Harry said.

          "AVADA KEDARVA!" Voldemort yelled. Hermione screamed and Harry ducked falling on the floor. "Worth a try." Voldemort said shrugging.

          "You'll never learn Voldemort." Harry said shaking his head. "Your just a pompous overgrown snake." Harry taunted asking for trouble.

          "You shouldn't talk boy, you're a parselmouth to." Voldemort hissed.

          "Thanks to you," Harry smiled and waved his wand around.

          "Done and Done!" Voldemort looked confused and Harry just groaned. Then his wand arm fell.

          "What – what is this?" Voldemort and Harry held swords in place of wands.

          "Oh come on now! SWORDS?!" Harry sighed and lifted his sword. The light reflected off the handle.

          "It's been so long." Voldemort said reminiscing he lunged for Harry their swords clanging. "You're good boy, but are you good enough."

          "I guess we'll find out." Harry replied sweating. The sword wasn't light. He swung it around and twisted it trying to hit Voldemort. It snaked up to the hilt of Voldemort's sword and nicked his hand. Voldemort lost his grip and almost dropped the sword.

          "Very good." Voldemort congratulated. He jumped back a bit and Harry jumped forward. The swords clanged and smashed together. Hermione gasped each time they hit. "Nice one Potter!" Voldemort was all to calm about this. He swung his sword forward and Harry stopped it the pressed the swords together and Harry started to weaken. "Bad blood." Voldemort pushed harder. "Your father would have been proud." Voldemort smiled. "You lasted longer than him." Harry glared at him and regained strength. He pushed Voldemort off him and skipped backwards.

          "Come on old man." Harry motioned him forward. Voldemort rushed forward and Harry jumped out of the way and held his sword dangerously close to Voldemort's neck.

          "No." Evie ran towards Voldemort and grabbed his hand, the one with out the sword. She whispered something and looked at Potter. "You can't kill him yet." She said sadly. Voldemort disappeared and Harry's sword turned back into a sword. He glared at Evie.

          "What!? Why did you do that!? Evie!!" Harry yelled.

          "Stop it Harry. She has her reasons." Hermione said calmly pulling him away from the girl. "Ginny take us home."