Chapter 14: The Betrayal
The next few days turned up many conversations with Ron and Hermione. Harry told them what he witnessed. He had a silent audience in them both of them...
In a mountainous region, far away......
There were a network of large caves in the high spots of the mountains, the mountaintops covered in mist as the day moved on.
Standing high and watchful, was Hagrid. His duty was to be a sort of ambassador for the Giants, and get them on the good side of sorts. However, the scene did not look promising.
Trees were uprooted, gravel ripped apart, some caves even caved in.
'Olympe, what do yeh think?'
'Tis not look good,' she responded, walking to his side. Hagrid felt scared, for perhaps he was too late.
Trees were uprooted here and there, dirt was ripped from the ground and caves were blocked by falling rock.
'HELLO!' yelled Hagrid, but all that responded was his echo. He fell to the ground in a heap.
'WHAT HAVE I DONE!' he cried, for he was too late.
'Master, I have done the best I could,' said a Death Eater, standing not alone, but with Voldemort in an empty field. More Death Eaters surrounded, but not all.
'You will have one more chance! Give me the fat boy, now!' with that the Death Eater vanished with a pop.
Something cracked within the leaves and bushes, which startled Voldemort, but he was distracted him.
Wormtail came from the left, along with a short man in a cloak.
'Ah, you have come to visit me at last,' said Voldemort with a hiss.
The man in the cloak crumpled to the dark ground, for night fall was in full swing.
The man was crying.
'There is no turning back now... you have the most control, in a sense, over the Dementers, it will be you who gets them, and you have not more than two days to report back to me or your life will no longer be a reality!'
Voldemort swished his robe's hood over his pale thin skull. He walked over to the man on the ground, crying...
Finally, the man gain courage and spoke.
'I... I have gotten Dumbledore out of your way, please! Just let me go...'
'I think not, Minister, for you still have one more thing to do for me... you will forcefully cancel Quidditch for Hogwarts this year... and then you will announce another event of sorts, sooner than Quidditch would have been! That field must be filled with every student and teacher.
But first... you will bring me Potter!'
'But! How!'
Voldemort kicked Fudge hard in the side.
'Next time you wont be getting the pleasure of a kick from me! You call me master!'
'Master!' gasped Fudge, clutching his side.
'You must get him... you... for I will not be able to get any of my men in.'
Just then, chanting could be heard, chanting which was incoherent. The ground seemed to shake a bit.
Over Voldemort's shoulder, which showed the entire hilly valley. Over the valley, some one hundred tall figures carrying torches and other light sources... in the front was Wormtail.
'Master! Here are our noble friends the Giants!'
Hooray! Seemed to be the sound made by the Giants.
Voldemort turned back to Fudge.
'You see, this is it... the beginning of the Dark Age... my Dark Age! Nobody will stop me! and I shall carry out my plans, once I am in power. You will not have a job, for there will be no Ministry of Magic... but do not let that get you heroic and patriotic just yet and turn on me, for you would land the rest of your life in Azkaban, for I shall keep Azkaban running, for those who disobey me! You, must now deliver Potter at all cost!'
Wormtail picked Fudge up and shoved him. Fudge fell forward.
'GO NOW! OR YOU SHALL NEVER GO AGAIN!' Fudge disappeared with a pop.
'Now, Wormtail... go and find our insider and give him the plans, you know them.'
Wormtail turned into a rat and sprang fast.
Just then, out of the bushes ran a cat, fast after the rat, Scabbers.
The cat pounced on him, and had him within it's mouth, when Wormtail transformed... however, at the same time, the cat transformed into a man, thus sending both of them in a tail spin to hit the ground.
Wormtail got up...
'Who are you!?'
Over at the castle...
'I don't believe this! Crookshanks is missing again,' said Hermione.
Harry, remembering what Dumbledore told him, said 'Don't worry, he'll turn up, I know for sure.'
They were sitting in the dinning hall, when the doors burst open. It was Fudge, and to Harry's surprise, Dumbledore right behind.
'Albus Dumbledore wishes to speak to Harry Potter!' called the shaken voice of Fudge.
'I'll be right back,' said Harry to Ron and Hermione.
Harry got up and walked over to Dumbledore.
'What is it?' asked Harry.
Dumbledore gave Harry a rather blank stare, and said, 'come, let us go outside and talk.'
So Harry followed them out the oak front doors. Dumbledore lead him to the edge of the forbidden forrest before stopping, Fudge at his side.
'Harry, we must discuss something.'
Just then, in the dinning hall, Snape burst through the staff door, and gave a look around wildly.
'Blast that boy! How stupid can he be!'
'Professor Dumbledore, what is it?' said Harry.
Dumbledore raised his wand and muttered the same incantation that Snape did to aparate him.
He felt cold, and when he opened his eyes, he saw in front of him a tall hooded figure.
'Who are you?'
The hooded man removed his hood, and Harry nearly doubled over in fear, it was Lord Voldemort.
Wormtail squinted in the darkness as he quickly removed his wand.
'You student fool!' came a voice that was very far away, and drowned out.
The man said something quickly, and Wormtail fell to the ground screaming.
'I have many names, little man... Crookshanks, Mr. Norris, corkscrew, but you may call me Master.'
Through the sheering pain, Wormtail tried to see the man, but it was too dark. The man's voice was unlike anything he had ever heard, yet it sounded strangely familiar.
Harry was bounded by ropes and fell to the ground. Voldemort paced over to him.
'So, you trust Albus Dumbledore that much do you?' Voldemort chuckled.
'Never trust anyone, for they never are who they seem to be. NEVER!'
Harry gain courage, and said, 'what do you plan to do to me?'
'Oh, if you mean do I plan to kill you? Soon, but not just tonight. You will come with me, for we have much to do.'
An hour past when Remus Lupin and a black dog met at the stair of Hogwarts under the crescent moon. Snape was on the stais.
'They took him!'
'Who!'
'Dumbledore, and Fugde... but you know better than I that that wasn't Dumbledore. I can't believe I wasn't there...'
'So, you want to know who I am Pettigew? You know very well who I am, and now you come with me.'
Ropes bound Pettigew and they were off swiftly.
'I WANT TO EAT!' screamed a boy from his make shift bedroom. A tall thin man stood outside the door. He entered.
'Dudley, you may eat soon, here in fact, have some of this... it is a potion that taste just like chocolate.'
Dudley got his fat fingers around the goblet and sucked it down... he then collapsed.
'I can't believe how easy it is to infiltrate the Auror center! But I guess when nobody has been warned of the betrayal of the Minister of Magic himself would help, eh Fudgey boy?'
'Please, Mr. Malfoy, just do it and get it over with.'
Lucius Malfoy carried Dudley out of the room.
Voldemort turned to Dumbledore, and said, 'That potion should just about be wearing off, eh? Any how, our plan is in full swing! I can't believe how easy, and now... only days away, will I rise to power truly, with a large Battle of course...
We have Potter now, thanks to you... Ah, I see you have turned into your ol' self...'
The next few days turned up many conversations with Ron and Hermione. Harry told them what he witnessed. He had a silent audience in them both of them...
In a mountainous region, far away......
There were a network of large caves in the high spots of the mountains, the mountaintops covered in mist as the day moved on.
Standing high and watchful, was Hagrid. His duty was to be a sort of ambassador for the Giants, and get them on the good side of sorts. However, the scene did not look promising.
Trees were uprooted, gravel ripped apart, some caves even caved in.
'Olympe, what do yeh think?'
'Tis not look good,' she responded, walking to his side. Hagrid felt scared, for perhaps he was too late.
Trees were uprooted here and there, dirt was ripped from the ground and caves were blocked by falling rock.
'HELLO!' yelled Hagrid, but all that responded was his echo. He fell to the ground in a heap.
'WHAT HAVE I DONE!' he cried, for he was too late.
'Master, I have done the best I could,' said a Death Eater, standing not alone, but with Voldemort in an empty field. More Death Eaters surrounded, but not all.
'You will have one more chance! Give me the fat boy, now!' with that the Death Eater vanished with a pop.
Something cracked within the leaves and bushes, which startled Voldemort, but he was distracted him.
Wormtail came from the left, along with a short man in a cloak.
'Ah, you have come to visit me at last,' said Voldemort with a hiss.
The man in the cloak crumpled to the dark ground, for night fall was in full swing.
The man was crying.
'There is no turning back now... you have the most control, in a sense, over the Dementers, it will be you who gets them, and you have not more than two days to report back to me or your life will no longer be a reality!'
Voldemort swished his robe's hood over his pale thin skull. He walked over to the man on the ground, crying...
Finally, the man gain courage and spoke.
'I... I have gotten Dumbledore out of your way, please! Just let me go...'
'I think not, Minister, for you still have one more thing to do for me... you will forcefully cancel Quidditch for Hogwarts this year... and then you will announce another event of sorts, sooner than Quidditch would have been! That field must be filled with every student and teacher.
But first... you will bring me Potter!'
'But! How!'
Voldemort kicked Fudge hard in the side.
'Next time you wont be getting the pleasure of a kick from me! You call me master!'
'Master!' gasped Fudge, clutching his side.
'You must get him... you... for I will not be able to get any of my men in.'
Just then, chanting could be heard, chanting which was incoherent. The ground seemed to shake a bit.
Over Voldemort's shoulder, which showed the entire hilly valley. Over the valley, some one hundred tall figures carrying torches and other light sources... in the front was Wormtail.
'Master! Here are our noble friends the Giants!'
Hooray! Seemed to be the sound made by the Giants.
Voldemort turned back to Fudge.
'You see, this is it... the beginning of the Dark Age... my Dark Age! Nobody will stop me! and I shall carry out my plans, once I am in power. You will not have a job, for there will be no Ministry of Magic... but do not let that get you heroic and patriotic just yet and turn on me, for you would land the rest of your life in Azkaban, for I shall keep Azkaban running, for those who disobey me! You, must now deliver Potter at all cost!'
Wormtail picked Fudge up and shoved him. Fudge fell forward.
'GO NOW! OR YOU SHALL NEVER GO AGAIN!' Fudge disappeared with a pop.
'Now, Wormtail... go and find our insider and give him the plans, you know them.'
Wormtail turned into a rat and sprang fast.
Just then, out of the bushes ran a cat, fast after the rat, Scabbers.
The cat pounced on him, and had him within it's mouth, when Wormtail transformed... however, at the same time, the cat transformed into a man, thus sending both of them in a tail spin to hit the ground.
Wormtail got up...
'Who are you!?'
Over at the castle...
'I don't believe this! Crookshanks is missing again,' said Hermione.
Harry, remembering what Dumbledore told him, said 'Don't worry, he'll turn up, I know for sure.'
They were sitting in the dinning hall, when the doors burst open. It was Fudge, and to Harry's surprise, Dumbledore right behind.
'Albus Dumbledore wishes to speak to Harry Potter!' called the shaken voice of Fudge.
'I'll be right back,' said Harry to Ron and Hermione.
Harry got up and walked over to Dumbledore.
'What is it?' asked Harry.
Dumbledore gave Harry a rather blank stare, and said, 'come, let us go outside and talk.'
So Harry followed them out the oak front doors. Dumbledore lead him to the edge of the forbidden forrest before stopping, Fudge at his side.
'Harry, we must discuss something.'
Just then, in the dinning hall, Snape burst through the staff door, and gave a look around wildly.
'Blast that boy! How stupid can he be!'
'Professor Dumbledore, what is it?' said Harry.
Dumbledore raised his wand and muttered the same incantation that Snape did to aparate him.
He felt cold, and when he opened his eyes, he saw in front of him a tall hooded figure.
'Who are you?'
The hooded man removed his hood, and Harry nearly doubled over in fear, it was Lord Voldemort.
Wormtail squinted in the darkness as he quickly removed his wand.
'You student fool!' came a voice that was very far away, and drowned out.
The man said something quickly, and Wormtail fell to the ground screaming.
'I have many names, little man... Crookshanks, Mr. Norris, corkscrew, but you may call me Master.'
Through the sheering pain, Wormtail tried to see the man, but it was too dark. The man's voice was unlike anything he had ever heard, yet it sounded strangely familiar.
Harry was bounded by ropes and fell to the ground. Voldemort paced over to him.
'So, you trust Albus Dumbledore that much do you?' Voldemort chuckled.
'Never trust anyone, for they never are who they seem to be. NEVER!'
Harry gain courage, and said, 'what do you plan to do to me?'
'Oh, if you mean do I plan to kill you? Soon, but not just tonight. You will come with me, for we have much to do.'
An hour past when Remus Lupin and a black dog met at the stair of Hogwarts under the crescent moon. Snape was on the stais.
'They took him!'
'Who!'
'Dumbledore, and Fugde... but you know better than I that that wasn't Dumbledore. I can't believe I wasn't there...'
'So, you want to know who I am Pettigew? You know very well who I am, and now you come with me.'
Ropes bound Pettigew and they were off swiftly.
'I WANT TO EAT!' screamed a boy from his make shift bedroom. A tall thin man stood outside the door. He entered.
'Dudley, you may eat soon, here in fact, have some of this... it is a potion that taste just like chocolate.'
Dudley got his fat fingers around the goblet and sucked it down... he then collapsed.
'I can't believe how easy it is to infiltrate the Auror center! But I guess when nobody has been warned of the betrayal of the Minister of Magic himself would help, eh Fudgey boy?'
'Please, Mr. Malfoy, just do it and get it over with.'
Lucius Malfoy carried Dudley out of the room.
Voldemort turned to Dumbledore, and said, 'That potion should just about be wearing off, eh? Any how, our plan is in full swing! I can't believe how easy, and now... only days away, will I rise to power truly, with a large Battle of course...
We have Potter now, thanks to you... Ah, I see you have turned into your ol' self...'
