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K. Rowling.
Authors Notes: Well, here's chapter eleven. I know now how many chapters I'm going to have in this fic. 14 chapters. So after this there's only three left. But tell me if you want a sequel. Also, if anyone wants, I can mail them when this fic updates. If you want to, just leave your email in the review or mail me.
-Chapter Eleven-
"So, let me get this straight," Draco said. "We're going to run out like maniacs, shoot spells all over the place, and hope that the Black Snakes and the Death Eaters get scared and run back home to mummy?"
"Add a few more tricks from Harry and you have it." Ron said.
"We're so dead!"
"Do you have anything better?" Harry snapped.
The three of them were sitting in the room behind the teachers table along with Dumbledore, Nowels, Hawkins, Neville the Weasley twins, Hermione, McGonagall and Snape. None of them had slept in a while. The mothers and children had left three days ago, and the Fat Lady, her picture friends, Dobby and his Elves and the three ghosts hadn't returned yet.
Hermione had been in the library since then, hoping to find something that could help them, but not knowing what that might be. Neville and Sprout had been helping Madam Pomfrey to heal the wounded. Snape and Draco had been making potions round the clock. The other Professors, Nowels, Hawkins, Fred, George and Ron had been planning. But the more tired they got the worse their plans became. In the end Harry had ordered them all to get some sleep.
"No need to get touchy about it." Draco replied sharply. "What are you going to do anyway? Go over to them and yell 'BOO'? That really would've scared them, you know."
Harry was glaring murderously at him, ready to attack. Draco returned the glare gladly. A fight between the two of them had been coming for quite some time now.
Neville, Fred and George got under the table, just in case. Nowels, Hawkins, Snape, McGonagall and Hermione reached for their wands. Dumbledore just watched the two boys calmly.
//No, c'mon! If you've got a better plan, tell me!// Harry growled telepathically.
//Why? You never listen to me anyway!// Draco said.
//Maybe if you sometimes tried to make sense, I would!// Harry replied. //You don't have a plan, and you don't want anyone to know.//
//Who said that I didn't have a plan?! I have one, and it's a bloody brilliant one too!//
//Tell me then!//
They didn't have time for anything else as there was a loud bang from the Great Hall. Everyone jumped up, Fred, George and Neville knocking their heads in the process, and ran out of the room.
Harry was the first to look out one of the windows in the Great Hall. Down on the ground, a few yards from the wall, stood a Black Snake and a Death Eater. When they saw Harry they made sure he understood they only wanted to talk.
"What do you want?!" Harry yelled.
"The Dark Lord, Lord Voldemort, does not have the time to stay here all year through, so he has a suggestion for you Potter!" the Death Eater replied.
Nowels, Hawkins, Draco, Hermione, Ron, Fred, George, Dumbledore, Snape, McGonagall and Neville were at the other windows now.
"What is this 'suggestion', Death Eater?!" Hawkins asked.
"His Highness against Potter in a duel, no rules!"
"What about the Black Snakes Order?! Is their leader informed about this?!"
"Commander Krum is fully aware of the situation, Potter!" the Black Snake replied. "And he does not have anything against it!"
"Krum?" Hermione turned to Harry. "Harry, what the Hell happened down in the dungeons?"
"I will have to think about it!" Harry yelled back, ignoring her.
"We don't have the time of the world Potter!"
"Come back at sunset!" Harry didn't listen to the protests that where hailing over him. He jumped down from the window and walked out of the Great Hall. No one thought about following him.
"Is the boy ill or something?" Hawkins asked none in particular.
"I'm beginning to wonder about that too." Ron said.
"Draco, what happened down in the dungeons?" Hermione asked. "Harry didn't trust Krum from the beginning. Why?"
"Why are you asking me? Do you think I know everything that's going on inside his head?"
"You came up with Harry from the dungeons, and without Krum. I want to know what happened." Hermione demanded.
"Damn, and we who hoped no one would notice Krum gone!" Draco said sarcastically. She just glared at him. "Alright. They had a little duel, Krum got away, everyone's happy, nice to meet you, ciao!" He said this extremely fast and walked away.
"Harry isn't going to duel with Voldemort, is he?" Neville asked, his voice was surprisingly calm. "And what does a 'no rules duel' mean?"
"They are allowed to do every little, dirty trick they know." Hawkins replied. "They can use swords, daggers, wands, hands and feet, animagus shapes, you name it. Except apparating, that's the only thing not allowed."
Dumbledore had walked over to Draco who was sitting at the Gryffindor table. The old Headmaster sat down too.
"Harry is a good leader for the Red Dragons Order, isn't he?"
Draco nearly choked on the pumpkin juice he was drinking.
"Excuse me, you were saying what?"
"I was saying that Harry was a good leader for the Red Dragons." Dumbledore replied calmly. "You're his left hand and Ron his right, if I guess correctly."
"Are you saying that we're the Red Dragons?" Draco asked, acting surprised. "That's insane, no offence." He added quickly.
"Draco, why do you think I sent those Invisibility cloaks when Harry found you more dead than alive?"
Draco had no answer to this. Come to think of it, he hadn't seen those cloaks since Harry had asked him about copying books.
"Got any more proof Professor?" he asked, giving up on lying.
"I saw you when you and Harry turned into a griffin and a dragon the day Hogwarts was reopened, and flew over the castle. Tell me, when did you become animagus? And how can you turn into a phoenix and a griffin or a dragon?" Dumbledore asked. He had been wondering about this for a long time now.
"Allimagus, Professor. The two of us are Allimagus."
Dumbledore had expected something but not this. No one had been able to turn into whatever animal they wished whenever they wanted since Merlin.
"But how-"
"I'd rather not talk about it. And don't try to get anything out of Harry, 'cause he ain't going to tell you." Draco hastily got up and walked out of the Great Hall in search for Harry.
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Harry was sitting in the Gryffindor common room, calmly looking into the fire. He didn't even turn around when the portrait, occupied by one of the Fat Lady's friends, opened and closed.
"You told Dumbledore, didn't you?" he asked.
"Told and told, Potter. The guy knew about it before it was even started." Draco looked into the fire. "Do you see something that I can't in the fire, or are you just staring into it for fun?"
"Thinking," Harry replied.
"Can't see what those two things have in common, but, oh well..." Draco sat down in a chair and sighed. "You're going to accept the challenge?" Harry nodded. "But what if you don't kill him? What if he kills you? What if you kill each other? What if-"
"Don't Draco," Harry cut him off. "There's to many 'what ifs' to enumerate."
"And you're sure that Dorimus and Calloway will be here by tomorrow? That task you sent them on does take some time, you know."
"They'll be here. That's why I dragged the fight out by not suggesting a duel between me and Voldemort in the first place. We had to wait for ol' Snakeface to make the first move."
"I hate it when you're good at the Big Game."
Harry smiled slightly and shook his head.
"Drco listen up. They're probably going to try to attack you and the rest under the duel. As my second in command, thought I have no idea how I became the leader, you're responsible for defending Hogwarts."
"M-me? But I've never commanded anyone by myself, you were always there."
"Lets just call it your duty. And if you don't, I'll tell Lisa, Annie, Max and Clara about each other."
"You wouldn't!" Draco said in utter shock. How could Harry know about them?
"That's what you get when you have four girlfriends at the same time."
"Potter, you would've made a heck of a good Slytherin. Alright I'll do it, but you do realise that this is blackmail, don't you?"
"Of course I do, that's the point."
"Wonder boy." Draco mumbled.
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The duel was set for midday the next day. Everyone inside Hogwarts told Harry to get some sleep. Snape even threatened with a Sleeping Draught if he didn't listen. In the end Harry gave in to them. Madam Pomfrey insisted that he should be in the Hospital Wing, so that he could get some peace and quiet.
As his head hit the pillow Harry realised how tired he was and in the next minute he was fast asleep.
~*~
He was surrounded by darkness. Or, better said, was floating in it. He seemed to be the only source of light. Suddenly thousands of golden beams shot towards him from every direction, and hit him forcefully all over. It wasn't exactly painful but he got the feeling that a part of him that had been missing was back. The light surrounding him increased by the second.
~*~
Harry sat up in bed. The dream seemed so real, it was as thought it had happened in real life. He looked out the window. The sun had been on the sky for quite some time now.
When he walked into the Great Hall, the room went completely quiet. Harry sat down at the Gryffindor table and started to eat, acting as thought nothing was about to happen.
"Harry, you alright?" Ron asked.
"Never better."
"Oh I can't take this anymore!" Hermione broke down in Harry's lap. "First your parents get killed, then it's the Philosophers Stone, the Chamber of Secrets and the Triwizard Tournament. And now the duel with Voldemort. How can you come with all this?"
Harry looked confusedly at her then turned to Ron and Draco who were watching. Ron shrugged. Draco took this opportunity to taunt Harry. Considering that he hadn't said anything ever since Harry walked into the Great Hall, it was a personal record.
"Get used to it Potter." He said using Harry's words.
"Hermione? Could you please let go of my arm?"
"Sorry." She tried to compose herself. Ron came over and took her into his arms, letting her cry onto his shoulder.
Harry looked at his watch. In five minutes he would face Voldemort in a duel that would decide the worlds destiny.
He started to walk towards the front doors of Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
'Not one single, bloody, freaking year without the guy ruining it. I must be cursed.' Harry thought before he made the doors open with telekinesis.
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Well, that was chapter eleven. Please review.
I want to thank Lily Evans, Crydwyn, Pampered Tigeress, Tinebina87, Jcorrington, Cr1MsOn^D3v1L and bill weasly for reviewing.
Authors Notes: Well, here's chapter eleven. I know now how many chapters I'm going to have in this fic. 14 chapters. So after this there's only three left. But tell me if you want a sequel. Also, if anyone wants, I can mail them when this fic updates. If you want to, just leave your email in the review or mail me.
-Chapter Eleven-
"So, let me get this straight," Draco said. "We're going to run out like maniacs, shoot spells all over the place, and hope that the Black Snakes and the Death Eaters get scared and run back home to mummy?"
"Add a few more tricks from Harry and you have it." Ron said.
"We're so dead!"
"Do you have anything better?" Harry snapped.
The three of them were sitting in the room behind the teachers table along with Dumbledore, Nowels, Hawkins, Neville the Weasley twins, Hermione, McGonagall and Snape. None of them had slept in a while. The mothers and children had left three days ago, and the Fat Lady, her picture friends, Dobby and his Elves and the three ghosts hadn't returned yet.
Hermione had been in the library since then, hoping to find something that could help them, but not knowing what that might be. Neville and Sprout had been helping Madam Pomfrey to heal the wounded. Snape and Draco had been making potions round the clock. The other Professors, Nowels, Hawkins, Fred, George and Ron had been planning. But the more tired they got the worse their plans became. In the end Harry had ordered them all to get some sleep.
"No need to get touchy about it." Draco replied sharply. "What are you going to do anyway? Go over to them and yell 'BOO'? That really would've scared them, you know."
Harry was glaring murderously at him, ready to attack. Draco returned the glare gladly. A fight between the two of them had been coming for quite some time now.
Neville, Fred and George got under the table, just in case. Nowels, Hawkins, Snape, McGonagall and Hermione reached for their wands. Dumbledore just watched the two boys calmly.
//No, c'mon! If you've got a better plan, tell me!// Harry growled telepathically.
//Why? You never listen to me anyway!// Draco said.
//Maybe if you sometimes tried to make sense, I would!// Harry replied. //You don't have a plan, and you don't want anyone to know.//
//Who said that I didn't have a plan?! I have one, and it's a bloody brilliant one too!//
//Tell me then!//
They didn't have time for anything else as there was a loud bang from the Great Hall. Everyone jumped up, Fred, George and Neville knocking their heads in the process, and ran out of the room.
Harry was the first to look out one of the windows in the Great Hall. Down on the ground, a few yards from the wall, stood a Black Snake and a Death Eater. When they saw Harry they made sure he understood they only wanted to talk.
"What do you want?!" Harry yelled.
"The Dark Lord, Lord Voldemort, does not have the time to stay here all year through, so he has a suggestion for you Potter!" the Death Eater replied.
Nowels, Hawkins, Draco, Hermione, Ron, Fred, George, Dumbledore, Snape, McGonagall and Neville were at the other windows now.
"What is this 'suggestion', Death Eater?!" Hawkins asked.
"His Highness against Potter in a duel, no rules!"
"What about the Black Snakes Order?! Is their leader informed about this?!"
"Commander Krum is fully aware of the situation, Potter!" the Black Snake replied. "And he does not have anything against it!"
"Krum?" Hermione turned to Harry. "Harry, what the Hell happened down in the dungeons?"
"I will have to think about it!" Harry yelled back, ignoring her.
"We don't have the time of the world Potter!"
"Come back at sunset!" Harry didn't listen to the protests that where hailing over him. He jumped down from the window and walked out of the Great Hall. No one thought about following him.
"Is the boy ill or something?" Hawkins asked none in particular.
"I'm beginning to wonder about that too." Ron said.
"Draco, what happened down in the dungeons?" Hermione asked. "Harry didn't trust Krum from the beginning. Why?"
"Why are you asking me? Do you think I know everything that's going on inside his head?"
"You came up with Harry from the dungeons, and without Krum. I want to know what happened." Hermione demanded.
"Damn, and we who hoped no one would notice Krum gone!" Draco said sarcastically. She just glared at him. "Alright. They had a little duel, Krum got away, everyone's happy, nice to meet you, ciao!" He said this extremely fast and walked away.
"Harry isn't going to duel with Voldemort, is he?" Neville asked, his voice was surprisingly calm. "And what does a 'no rules duel' mean?"
"They are allowed to do every little, dirty trick they know." Hawkins replied. "They can use swords, daggers, wands, hands and feet, animagus shapes, you name it. Except apparating, that's the only thing not allowed."
Dumbledore had walked over to Draco who was sitting at the Gryffindor table. The old Headmaster sat down too.
"Harry is a good leader for the Red Dragons Order, isn't he?"
Draco nearly choked on the pumpkin juice he was drinking.
"Excuse me, you were saying what?"
"I was saying that Harry was a good leader for the Red Dragons." Dumbledore replied calmly. "You're his left hand and Ron his right, if I guess correctly."
"Are you saying that we're the Red Dragons?" Draco asked, acting surprised. "That's insane, no offence." He added quickly.
"Draco, why do you think I sent those Invisibility cloaks when Harry found you more dead than alive?"
Draco had no answer to this. Come to think of it, he hadn't seen those cloaks since Harry had asked him about copying books.
"Got any more proof Professor?" he asked, giving up on lying.
"I saw you when you and Harry turned into a griffin and a dragon the day Hogwarts was reopened, and flew over the castle. Tell me, when did you become animagus? And how can you turn into a phoenix and a griffin or a dragon?" Dumbledore asked. He had been wondering about this for a long time now.
"Allimagus, Professor. The two of us are Allimagus."
Dumbledore had expected something but not this. No one had been able to turn into whatever animal they wished whenever they wanted since Merlin.
"But how-"
"I'd rather not talk about it. And don't try to get anything out of Harry, 'cause he ain't going to tell you." Draco hastily got up and walked out of the Great Hall in search for Harry.
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Harry was sitting in the Gryffindor common room, calmly looking into the fire. He didn't even turn around when the portrait, occupied by one of the Fat Lady's friends, opened and closed.
"You told Dumbledore, didn't you?" he asked.
"Told and told, Potter. The guy knew about it before it was even started." Draco looked into the fire. "Do you see something that I can't in the fire, or are you just staring into it for fun?"
"Thinking," Harry replied.
"Can't see what those two things have in common, but, oh well..." Draco sat down in a chair and sighed. "You're going to accept the challenge?" Harry nodded. "But what if you don't kill him? What if he kills you? What if you kill each other? What if-"
"Don't Draco," Harry cut him off. "There's to many 'what ifs' to enumerate."
"And you're sure that Dorimus and Calloway will be here by tomorrow? That task you sent them on does take some time, you know."
"They'll be here. That's why I dragged the fight out by not suggesting a duel between me and Voldemort in the first place. We had to wait for ol' Snakeface to make the first move."
"I hate it when you're good at the Big Game."
Harry smiled slightly and shook his head.
"Drco listen up. They're probably going to try to attack you and the rest under the duel. As my second in command, thought I have no idea how I became the leader, you're responsible for defending Hogwarts."
"M-me? But I've never commanded anyone by myself, you were always there."
"Lets just call it your duty. And if you don't, I'll tell Lisa, Annie, Max and Clara about each other."
"You wouldn't!" Draco said in utter shock. How could Harry know about them?
"That's what you get when you have four girlfriends at the same time."
"Potter, you would've made a heck of a good Slytherin. Alright I'll do it, but you do realise that this is blackmail, don't you?"
"Of course I do, that's the point."
"Wonder boy." Draco mumbled.
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The duel was set for midday the next day. Everyone inside Hogwarts told Harry to get some sleep. Snape even threatened with a Sleeping Draught if he didn't listen. In the end Harry gave in to them. Madam Pomfrey insisted that he should be in the Hospital Wing, so that he could get some peace and quiet.
As his head hit the pillow Harry realised how tired he was and in the next minute he was fast asleep.
~*~
He was surrounded by darkness. Or, better said, was floating in it. He seemed to be the only source of light. Suddenly thousands of golden beams shot towards him from every direction, and hit him forcefully all over. It wasn't exactly painful but he got the feeling that a part of him that had been missing was back. The light surrounding him increased by the second.
~*~
Harry sat up in bed. The dream seemed so real, it was as thought it had happened in real life. He looked out the window. The sun had been on the sky for quite some time now.
When he walked into the Great Hall, the room went completely quiet. Harry sat down at the Gryffindor table and started to eat, acting as thought nothing was about to happen.
"Harry, you alright?" Ron asked.
"Never better."
"Oh I can't take this anymore!" Hermione broke down in Harry's lap. "First your parents get killed, then it's the Philosophers Stone, the Chamber of Secrets and the Triwizard Tournament. And now the duel with Voldemort. How can you come with all this?"
Harry looked confusedly at her then turned to Ron and Draco who were watching. Ron shrugged. Draco took this opportunity to taunt Harry. Considering that he hadn't said anything ever since Harry walked into the Great Hall, it was a personal record.
"Get used to it Potter." He said using Harry's words.
"Hermione? Could you please let go of my arm?"
"Sorry." She tried to compose herself. Ron came over and took her into his arms, letting her cry onto his shoulder.
Harry looked at his watch. In five minutes he would face Voldemort in a duel that would decide the worlds destiny.
He started to walk towards the front doors of Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
'Not one single, bloody, freaking year without the guy ruining it. I must be cursed.' Harry thought before he made the doors open with telekinesis.
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Well, that was chapter eleven. Please review.
I want to thank Lily Evans, Crydwyn, Pampered Tigeress, Tinebina87, Jcorrington, Cr1MsOn^D3v1L and bill weasly for reviewing.