CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
Dia could have never forgotten the face that stood before her, illuminated by the soft glow of the blue light. For dressed in Plighter's dark blue robes was none other than her father--Arthur Diamond.
Dia shut her eyes and then opened them again.
This is a dream, Diamond! Dia's mind raced. This is not goddamn happening!
But her father's haunting face with his sneering smile loomed in front of her.
"Why, hello, daughter," Arthur Diamond snarled.
Dia could only sputter. "But...but..but..."
Diamond's smile widened. "But I'm supposed to be dead, right?"
Dia slowly nodded as Diamond took his focus off her and looked around the dark room. "It's a bit dark in here, don't you think, daughter? Perhaps we need some more light. Lumos Totalus!" At Arthur Diamond's command, the room was illuminated by blindingly white light coming from the ceiling.
Dia had to adjust to the light and her gaze fell onto her father. "You're supposed to be dead, you sick fuck. Dead in fucking Azkaban!" she screeched.
Diamond furrowed his brow. "Tut, tut, little Dialeste. Such naughty words you learned from the Muggle world."
Dia narrowed her eyes in sheer anger. "I had to go to the Muggle world. Do you really think I was going to stay and take all your bloody Dark Side bullshit?"
Diamond sneered. "No, you were always too weak to accept the ways of The Master. Just like you mother. Poor Andromena, when I married her she didn't know what she was getting into. She married Professor Arthur C. Diamond, Defense Aginst the Dark Arts teacher at ickle Hogwarts..."
"She thought you were on the Light Side! Ba! You used your position to give information about Dumbledore to that great fucking prat Voldemort! How could you do that to Dumbledore? He is the most kindest man..."
"Bite your tongue, you little bitch!" Diamond snapped. "I was smart. I knew Dumbledore was a sucker enough to believe that there was no man alived oposed to The Master than me. I held that position for many long years, and all the while The Master just got stronger..."
"That's the exact reason I disappeared! I knew that you murdered mother because the promised to tell the secret of your dedication of Voldemort to Dumbledore, so you killed her! Do you really think I was about to stay and obey Voldemort?" Dia cried.
"No, but you sure as bloody left your ickle brother alone in my care!" Diamond snapped.
Dia's eyes filled with tears. "You know I love Dunner, you great prat! I love him! I thought maybe he was strong enough to hold out against you..."
"But here I am again, daughter. Here I am. My soul hasn't been sucked away from the Kiss of Death..."
"How?"
"How what?"
"How did you escape?" Dia gritted through tears.
"Oh, daughter, that was rather simple," Diaond said smugly. "I fancy I served The Master too vehemantly, and he wanted to rid of me. As if all I'd done didn't matter. I heard news of a plot that The Master was going to call a false rally of select Death Eaters. I would be one of those Death Eaters. While there, the other Death Eaters were to murder me. But I was wise wnough I find out about this before it happened. I employed a naive man, Wichard Plighter..."
"Professor Plighter," Dia murmured.
"Indeed, the very same," Diamond said nonchalantly. "I coaxed him to switch places with me the night of the false rally. He was so bloody stupid he did. I concoted a mixture of Polyjuice Potion and he and I drank it. He became me and I became him. I wanted to get back at the foes who had betrayed me, so I sent a notice to the Light Side saying that there was to be a rally of Death Eaters to make The Master stronger. It worked. They got what they deserved. All of them. All Death Eaters present that night got the Kiss of Death--even Plighter disguised as me.And here I was, avenged as the innocent bystander Wichard Plighter!"
Diamond let out a laugh that chilled Dia to the bone.
"I had to drink a goblet of Polyjuice Potion each morning to retain the form of Plighter. And I did. I spend several years wandering about until I heard news that you were teaching at Hogwarts. I daresay, my der, but you left me a little angry when you just disapeared and I was determined to track you down. And I found you. Potions assistant to Severus fucking Snape.
"I rather fancied having the Defense Against the Dark Arts position back. And it was gold to see that poor ickle Snapey had lost out on it. But then I got angry. I started to hear, ahem, rumors about you and Snape. That you were, how shall I say, fucking?" Diamond spat.
"How dare you say that!" Dia screeched. "I loved him!"
Dia bit her tongue and realized what she had said to her father.
Diamond's face became crimson and his green eyes flashed. "Why you little bitch! How could you love such a man? He betrayed The Master..."
"No he didn't!" Dia exclaimed. "He is still a Death Eater! He was caught writing a letter about Voldemort..."
Diamond smugly smiled and took a mock bow.
"You!" Dia hissed.
"Yes, again, daughter, me," he spat. "I thought, why not kill two birds with one stone. He needed his dose of medicine. No one betrays The Master and gets away with it."
Dia was stunned. She didn't know what to say.
Diamond looked around the dungeon. "Well, daughter, let me be the first to tell you that there will be no more Lod Voldemort. There will only be Lord Diamond."
"What do you mean?" Dia cried.
"I mean, child," his green eyes flashing. "I have had enough of Voldemort's betrayles. I was faithful to him the majority of my life and how does he repay me, byt attempting to murder me! Well, Arthur Diamond won't forgive and forget this time, no no. I am to summon Voldemort here for a wizard's duel, to the death."
Dia couldn't believe what this man was saying? He was going to summon Voldemort, here? To a wizard's duel to the death? Had he gone completely insane? Voldemort could never die...
But it was too late. Diamond took out his wand and started to pace the room. A bizarre smile crossed his mouth. "VOLDEMORT! VOLDEMORT YOU SISSY LITTLE PRAT! LETS SEE YOU KNOW! ARTHUR DIAMOND IS BACK! SHOW YOURSELF!"
Dia's wish came true. Voldemort didn't show. Diamond began to get furious. "Perhaps he needs a little bate, daughter."
Dia watched, afraid of what her father was going to do. Diamond whispered the summoning charm, and out of thin air Severus Snape appeared in the room.
Snape, looking a wreck, looked around the room wildly. His hair was dissheveld and looked as though he hadn't shaven in a week.
"SEVERUS!" Dia shrieked from the corner of the dungeon.
Snape jerked his head towards her. "DIA!" he cried, preparing to run towards her, but Diamond bellowed "(fill in with paralyzing charm)" and Snape let out a groan of immense pain.
"LEAVE HIM ALONE!" Dia screamed.
But Diamond didn't listen. Snape's limbs twisted into impossible positions as his wails of agony echoed throughout the stonelined room.
"NO!" Dia screeched, running to Snape's side, but Diamond pointed his wand at her and she felt her hands and feet being bound tightly to a wooden pole that had been erected out of thin air.
Snape's cries filled her ears as Dia's screams continued. Diamond finally became so disgusted with her than he bellowed an incantation that bound her mouth shut.
"Shut-up, you twit!" he hissed.
Diamond looked around the room, a bizarre smile on his face, ignoring Snape's wails of agony or his daughter's struggles to free herself.
"WELL, VOLDEMORT, LOOK WHAT I HAVE! A DEATH EATER THAT BETRAYED YOU!" Diamond hollered.
Suddenly, a breeze began to pick up in the dungeons, ruffling hair and robes.
"IS THAT YOU, VOLDEMORT?" Diamond asked.
The breeze became heavier, and nearly knocked Diamond off his feet. Diamond undid the paralyzing curse on Snape and said the spell which bound him to the same pole as Dia.
The wind was now rocketing around the room, whipping Dia's long hair in Snape's face.
"HUM HUM HUM?" Dia futily tried to ask through her bound mouth.
"VOLDEMORT'S ARRIVING! SHUT YOUR EYES! DON'T OPEN THEM! WHATEVER YOU DO, DON'T OPEN THEM!" Snape bellowed over the howls of the wind.
Dia did as Snape commanded her, and shut her eyes tight, as he. She could feel his fingers despretly search for hers as they stood bound to the pole.
Diamond let out a loud noise which seemed like a stung-out laugh over the wind. All of a sudden, a bright stream of green light flashed through the entrance to the dungeon.
"COME ON, YOU COWARD, FIGHT LIKE A MAN!" Diamond bellowed as the green light swirled around him.
Dia could feel the bolts of light streak through her. Her voice rose in silent cries with Snape's.
"COME ON, YOU COWARD, FIGHT LIKE A MAN!" was the last words Dia heard out of Arthur Diamond before the wails of the wind and green light over took him.
The green light disappeared out the entrance of the dungeon as quickly it had appeared.
She could hear Snape telling her to open her eyes, but she didn't get the chance to. The last thing she saw was the blackness before she blacked out.
Dia could have never forgotten the face that stood before her, illuminated by the soft glow of the blue light. For dressed in Plighter's dark blue robes was none other than her father--Arthur Diamond.
Dia shut her eyes and then opened them again.
This is a dream, Diamond! Dia's mind raced. This is not goddamn happening!
But her father's haunting face with his sneering smile loomed in front of her.
"Why, hello, daughter," Arthur Diamond snarled.
Dia could only sputter. "But...but..but..."
Diamond's smile widened. "But I'm supposed to be dead, right?"
Dia slowly nodded as Diamond took his focus off her and looked around the dark room. "It's a bit dark in here, don't you think, daughter? Perhaps we need some more light. Lumos Totalus!" At Arthur Diamond's command, the room was illuminated by blindingly white light coming from the ceiling.
Dia had to adjust to the light and her gaze fell onto her father. "You're supposed to be dead, you sick fuck. Dead in fucking Azkaban!" she screeched.
Diamond furrowed his brow. "Tut, tut, little Dialeste. Such naughty words you learned from the Muggle world."
Dia narrowed her eyes in sheer anger. "I had to go to the Muggle world. Do you really think I was going to stay and take all your bloody Dark Side bullshit?"
Diamond sneered. "No, you were always too weak to accept the ways of The Master. Just like you mother. Poor Andromena, when I married her she didn't know what she was getting into. She married Professor Arthur C. Diamond, Defense Aginst the Dark Arts teacher at ickle Hogwarts..."
"She thought you were on the Light Side! Ba! You used your position to give information about Dumbledore to that great fucking prat Voldemort! How could you do that to Dumbledore? He is the most kindest man..."
"Bite your tongue, you little bitch!" Diamond snapped. "I was smart. I knew Dumbledore was a sucker enough to believe that there was no man alived oposed to The Master than me. I held that position for many long years, and all the while The Master just got stronger..."
"That's the exact reason I disappeared! I knew that you murdered mother because the promised to tell the secret of your dedication of Voldemort to Dumbledore, so you killed her! Do you really think I was about to stay and obey Voldemort?" Dia cried.
"No, but you sure as bloody left your ickle brother alone in my care!" Diamond snapped.
Dia's eyes filled with tears. "You know I love Dunner, you great prat! I love him! I thought maybe he was strong enough to hold out against you..."
"But here I am again, daughter. Here I am. My soul hasn't been sucked away from the Kiss of Death..."
"How?"
"How what?"
"How did you escape?" Dia gritted through tears.
"Oh, daughter, that was rather simple," Diaond said smugly. "I fancy I served The Master too vehemantly, and he wanted to rid of me. As if all I'd done didn't matter. I heard news of a plot that The Master was going to call a false rally of select Death Eaters. I would be one of those Death Eaters. While there, the other Death Eaters were to murder me. But I was wise wnough I find out about this before it happened. I employed a naive man, Wichard Plighter..."
"Professor Plighter," Dia murmured.
"Indeed, the very same," Diamond said nonchalantly. "I coaxed him to switch places with me the night of the false rally. He was so bloody stupid he did. I concoted a mixture of Polyjuice Potion and he and I drank it. He became me and I became him. I wanted to get back at the foes who had betrayed me, so I sent a notice to the Light Side saying that there was to be a rally of Death Eaters to make The Master stronger. It worked. They got what they deserved. All of them. All Death Eaters present that night got the Kiss of Death--even Plighter disguised as me.And here I was, avenged as the innocent bystander Wichard Plighter!"
Diamond let out a laugh that chilled Dia to the bone.
"I had to drink a goblet of Polyjuice Potion each morning to retain the form of Plighter. And I did. I spend several years wandering about until I heard news that you were teaching at Hogwarts. I daresay, my der, but you left me a little angry when you just disapeared and I was determined to track you down. And I found you. Potions assistant to Severus fucking Snape.
"I rather fancied having the Defense Against the Dark Arts position back. And it was gold to see that poor ickle Snapey had lost out on it. But then I got angry. I started to hear, ahem, rumors about you and Snape. That you were, how shall I say, fucking?" Diamond spat.
"How dare you say that!" Dia screeched. "I loved him!"
Dia bit her tongue and realized what she had said to her father.
Diamond's face became crimson and his green eyes flashed. "Why you little bitch! How could you love such a man? He betrayed The Master..."
"No he didn't!" Dia exclaimed. "He is still a Death Eater! He was caught writing a letter about Voldemort..."
Diamond smugly smiled and took a mock bow.
"You!" Dia hissed.
"Yes, again, daughter, me," he spat. "I thought, why not kill two birds with one stone. He needed his dose of medicine. No one betrays The Master and gets away with it."
Dia was stunned. She didn't know what to say.
Diamond looked around the dungeon. "Well, daughter, let me be the first to tell you that there will be no more Lod Voldemort. There will only be Lord Diamond."
"What do you mean?" Dia cried.
"I mean, child," his green eyes flashing. "I have had enough of Voldemort's betrayles. I was faithful to him the majority of my life and how does he repay me, byt attempting to murder me! Well, Arthur Diamond won't forgive and forget this time, no no. I am to summon Voldemort here for a wizard's duel, to the death."
Dia couldn't believe what this man was saying? He was going to summon Voldemort, here? To a wizard's duel to the death? Had he gone completely insane? Voldemort could never die...
But it was too late. Diamond took out his wand and started to pace the room. A bizarre smile crossed his mouth. "VOLDEMORT! VOLDEMORT YOU SISSY LITTLE PRAT! LETS SEE YOU KNOW! ARTHUR DIAMOND IS BACK! SHOW YOURSELF!"
Dia's wish came true. Voldemort didn't show. Diamond began to get furious. "Perhaps he needs a little bate, daughter."
Dia watched, afraid of what her father was going to do. Diamond whispered the summoning charm, and out of thin air Severus Snape appeared in the room.
Snape, looking a wreck, looked around the room wildly. His hair was dissheveld and looked as though he hadn't shaven in a week.
"SEVERUS!" Dia shrieked from the corner of the dungeon.
Snape jerked his head towards her. "DIA!" he cried, preparing to run towards her, but Diamond bellowed "(fill in with paralyzing charm)" and Snape let out a groan of immense pain.
"LEAVE HIM ALONE!" Dia screamed.
But Diamond didn't listen. Snape's limbs twisted into impossible positions as his wails of agony echoed throughout the stonelined room.
"NO!" Dia screeched, running to Snape's side, but Diamond pointed his wand at her and she felt her hands and feet being bound tightly to a wooden pole that had been erected out of thin air.
Snape's cries filled her ears as Dia's screams continued. Diamond finally became so disgusted with her than he bellowed an incantation that bound her mouth shut.
"Shut-up, you twit!" he hissed.
Diamond looked around the room, a bizarre smile on his face, ignoring Snape's wails of agony or his daughter's struggles to free herself.
"WELL, VOLDEMORT, LOOK WHAT I HAVE! A DEATH EATER THAT BETRAYED YOU!" Diamond hollered.
Suddenly, a breeze began to pick up in the dungeons, ruffling hair and robes.
"IS THAT YOU, VOLDEMORT?" Diamond asked.
The breeze became heavier, and nearly knocked Diamond off his feet. Diamond undid the paralyzing curse on Snape and said the spell which bound him to the same pole as Dia.
The wind was now rocketing around the room, whipping Dia's long hair in Snape's face.
"HUM HUM HUM?" Dia futily tried to ask through her bound mouth.
"VOLDEMORT'S ARRIVING! SHUT YOUR EYES! DON'T OPEN THEM! WHATEVER YOU DO, DON'T OPEN THEM!" Snape bellowed over the howls of the wind.
Dia did as Snape commanded her, and shut her eyes tight, as he. She could feel his fingers despretly search for hers as they stood bound to the pole.
Diamond let out a loud noise which seemed like a stung-out laugh over the wind. All of a sudden, a bright stream of green light flashed through the entrance to the dungeon.
"COME ON, YOU COWARD, FIGHT LIKE A MAN!" Diamond bellowed as the green light swirled around him.
Dia could feel the bolts of light streak through her. Her voice rose in silent cries with Snape's.
"COME ON, YOU COWARD, FIGHT LIKE A MAN!" was the last words Dia heard out of Arthur Diamond before the wails of the wind and green light over took him.
The green light disappeared out the entrance of the dungeon as quickly it had appeared.
She could hear Snape telling her to open her eyes, but she didn't get the chance to. The last thing she saw was the blackness before she blacked out.