Harry Potter and the Fallen Angel
Harry Potter theme and related characters are property of J.K. Rowling. Plot and characters Hercule Stonewall and Renate Engl (and all first years) are property of Meisako Pyoko-Chan (Melissa Pomeroy), copyright 2002. Any and all reviews appriaciated.

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chapter Twenty Nine: Avada Kedavra

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Mwaaahaahaaahha! Cliff hangers are cruel! Thanks to everyone who has reviewed! BTW: They were all transported to a different place. Like a mecha-huge portkey. Got it? It's some spell I made up, requires LOTS of Dark Magic to preform, so you know the person's gonna be bad if they use it!
Ahahaahahahaaa! I've tricked you again! It's not who you think!
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Hermione screamed as the hand began to pull the hood away and burried her head in Ron's shoulder, who clentched his eyes shut. Harry merely stood his grounds, bracing himself for the face benethe, the hideous snake-like face... But it wasn't Voldemort's face which appeared on the body benethe the hood.

Harry drew in a quick breath when the hood fell... a mass of grey ringlets fell over the shoulders of a familiar person.

"Renate..."

Ron and Hermione looked up in bewilderment. The battle had paused momentarily as the Veela girl smirked oddly. "Guten tag, Herr Potter. Wie gehts?" she laughed.

A giantess with great mass of black hair stepped forward and swung a large club at Renate. Renate raised a hand and the club struck an invisible wall. The giantess looked furious and swung again, this time a small, balding man aimed a wand at the giantess and she flew back and struck a tree with a sickening smash.

"Mum!" Hagrid cried, rushing to the injured body of Fridwulfa, Giantess of the Northern Hills.

Harry's eyebrow twitched as he glared at the balding man. Peter Petigrew... A cowardly and pitiful creature, better known as Wormtail had betrayed Harry's parents and was now betraying Harry. He owed Harry... Harry had once spared his life...

Renate gave a mournful and forced laugh. "I thought they were stronger... If Wormtail can defeat a Hill Giant that easily, then my Master was better off not gaining their favour." This wasn't so. Voldemort had given Wormtail a silver hand last year beacuse Wormtail had cut off his own in an attempt to bring the Dark One back. The silver hand contained evil, dark magic... and was fearfully more powerful, making Wormtail no ordinary wizard...

Harry shook with fear and anger. Renate turned idly to him a pained and sarcastic look on her face. The very person he had tried to befriend when no one else would... the person he tried to talk to when she was alone... the person he had given compassion to... She was not deserving of any of this. She had attacked the Dursleys and taken the souls of those closest to him- she cause Harry pain.

A rush of hatred, no, loathing filled Harry. Renate had been around when ever his scar hurt, she had spoken Parseltongue - a trait taught by her Master, that they could communicate throughout the school year... Another servant of Voldemort, worse than Wormtail by ten fold, stood before Harry, ally gone enemy.

Dumbledore was the first to act. Swiftly standing, he aimed his wand. Before an utterance could be heard from the old wizard, he was shot back by an airy blue coloured light from Renate's wand.

"Albus!" Several of the Professors and Ministrates ran to the fallen Headmaster. Harry could see Dumbledore move slightly - he wasn't dead. Harry now felt chillingly vulnerable without Dumbledore beside him, to protect him. Hermione was of no help, as she sat huddled behind him, whimpering nonsense while Ron merely sat, petrified in his seat.

"Why Renate, why?!" Harry suddenly found his voice - and courage - and spoke to the attacker.

Her pale and sorrowful face turned it's attention to Harry once more. "A promise is a promise, Harry..." Her already red eyes glowed maliciously and she raised her wand to Harry's face. "Avada Kedara!"

Harry had only just knocked his friends out of the way of the dazzling green light. "Run-" he whispered to them.

"Harry-" Hermione began, but Ron yanked her arm and pulled her towards a cluster of trees, all the while glaring softly at Harry over his shoulders.

"Avada Kedavra!" Another bolt narrowly missed the dark-haired fifteen year-old boy as he rolled out of the path of the curse.

"Renat-" Harry dodged another flash.

"Why wont you die, Harry? Why!" She looked venomous as she lowered her wand to him again. "Avada Ke-"

"Expellermus!" Harry caught her wand and aimed his own at her.

The sliver haired girl, who now looked at though she had been crying, seemed mildly amused. "You aren't the kind of person to preform any sort of spell that would frighten me, Harry. You can't win..." She pulled off a white glove and Harry instantly knew why she always wore them. On the back of her small and proclein hand was a black marking- the Dark Mark. Renate smiled innocently and touched it.

Professor Snape screamed in pain and glowered at the once perfect student. Harry looked away from the girl momentarily, but had he kept his eyes on her, he would have seen the horror that played across her face.

Harry felt a wave of nausea, but forced himself to keep it down. He could see feet approaching... feet and black robes. Harry looked up again and saw the Death Eaters and Dementors now all standing beside Renate, wands pointed to Harry. They had come when she called them...

"Wormtail..." Renate said, holding out her hand. Peter Petigrew scuttled forward and placed a wand in her palm. "Oh! Mr. Potter's got my wand, has he? What ever shall I do?" Renate said in a mock-damzel-in-distress-voice, not noticing Wormtail bowing himself out of the newly formed ring of black cloaked figures. For the last time, she aimed her wand at Harry, who could do nothing, now that he was overpowered by at least one hundred fifty Voldemort followers. not even the ministry could handle a group so large at once. Harry was doomed.

"Good bye, Mr. Potter..."

"No, please!" The girl turned her head to the source of the voice. "Kill me instead!" Sirius cried again. "Whatever you want, just let Harry live!" Tears were streaming down his face.

"Let him live!" Hermione had emerged from behind her tree. "...please..."

"Take our lives instead! Harry's got so much to live for!" Ron joined her as they ran to stand next to Sirius. Several of the teachers and members of the Ministry were now standing, too, taking a few brave steps forwards.

Renate laughed like a teacher at a stupid question. " 'He's got so much to live for-' ? Ron, dear, that's precisely why he is wanted dead!" She looked at Harry, and then his three friends (Lupin, Fletcher, and Figg were now approaching slowly towards them).

"Some one had once told me that it was easier to kill a person, once you've gotten their souls- Let's kill your soul, shall we, Harry?" Renate moved her wand towards Hermione, Sirius, and Ron. "Av-"

"No, no! Kill me! Go ahead! Kill me!" Harry shook emotionally. "My friends have done nothing wrong!"

"Harr-"

"No, Sirius! Stand aside!" A fading voice in his head echoed distantly; 'Stand aside, silly girl!' 'No! Not, Harry! Please, me instead!' 'Avada Kedavra!' ...silence.. "This has happened before, Sirius! I cannot allow for anyone else to die for me!" Harry watched a small smile spread across Renate's lips. Was she enjoying this?

She ressumed her incantation, "Avad-"

"Avada Kedavra!" Harry finished for her, his wand- pointed at his own heart. (A/N: wouldn't you just love a cliff hanger here?)

"Harry!" Hermione screamed in disbelief and horror as she watched Harry jerk suddenly in a splash of green and white light; his eyes slide out of focus and his body wrech forward violently. Harry sat on his knees, frozen for a wavering moment, before crumpling to the dewey grass.

Renate looked appalled, shaking moderately. Such, infact, that she dropped her wand and covered her mouth with her gloved hand, the ungloved one twitched at her side.

"No..." Sirius fell to the grass and stared at a bead of condensation on a particular blade.

Everyone was silent. The Death Eaters and Dementors, obviously not knowing what had just happened, took several steps backward. The other 'side' began to cry simultaniously with great shouts of, "No, not Harry!", "We're doomed!" and "Not like this- not like this..." The noise halted abbrubtly when Harry's hand moved.

Harry sat up slowly, feeling curious eyes on him as he opened his own. "I don't underst-"

"For them, Harry?"

Harry looked at Renate. She had been crying.

"For your friends?"

"Yes- anything for my friends. Wouldn't you have given your life for your friends? Your family?" Harry asked curiously.

Renate's bottom lip trembled. "Jutta... Monika... Mutter-" She looked at the Dark Mark on the back of her hand. "I'm wrong- I've been so wrong!" She wailed and began to claw at the hand, as if she could rip the Mark off her skin. The Death Eaters winced as she did so.

"Renate, don't-"

"Harry! Don't tell me what to do! You don't understand!" Renate looked terrified. "I've been wrong this whole time! I don't need his help- I- I-" Renate stopped clawing at her hand and picked up her wand off the grass. She aimed it at her throat.

"No, please! Listen, Renate... Your life can change!" No one moved... out of fear?

"Harry- I've been dead for fifty seven years, already. It's time for me to find my family- They all became angels, and not one of them chose to become one in the way that I had... not one." She pointed the wand at her throat again.

Harry watched as his horror turned to fasination. Instead of Avada Kedavra, Renate Engl had said, Alohomora.

The silver studded dog collar around her neck fell to the ground and she rubbed her neck gingerly. "Ach... viel besser..." She looked at Harry with a look she never had shown before. It was a happier and calmer look, but also paler. Harry was begining to see right through her.

"Ach, Harry- Es tut mir leid fuer das- Bis spaeter, ja?" Renate glew a faint white and she smiled and waved goodbye to him. Harry waved back and he watched her disappear into air. Dementors, most likely sensing a losing streak headed for them, backed into the shadows and disappeared. The Death Eaters, now only forty or so of them, clustered together when they realized now they were overpowered.

"Harry?" Sirius had come to stand by his godson. "Don't ever do that- ever. Suicide is selfish, Harry."

"It wasn't suicide- it was a sacrif-" Harry stopped. His eyes fell on a particular Death Eater who had not stepped back with the others when Harry tried one of the Unforgivable Curses on himself. "Sirius..." His godfather noticed the Death Eater, too.

He walked over to the dog collar and picked it up. "Miss Engl forgot something-"

Harry suddered. It was that voice. He would never forget that voice. The voice of Voldemort. "It seems to me," his voice growing louder and more chilling with each phrase. Death Eaters approached swiftly and knelt before him, kissing the hems of his robes. "that Miss Engl once said, a promise is a promise - unless, of course, my memory fails me." ("No, Lord, your memory is superb") "Then let it be - a promise is a promise. No Potter, no angel." Voldemort crushed the collar with his bare hand and as he did so, a great wailing peirced the air, mournful screams of pain and torment riding in the wind.

"Ironic, though. All she wanted was to be an angel with her family- Now she will remain in eternity without them If only she had kept her promises." Voldemort looked at Harry meaningfully. "I'd keep all the promises I ever make, if I were you, Harry." He turned to a Death Eater who was kissing the hem of his robe at that moment. "What do you think of my philosophy, Mlafoy?"

A member of the Ministry gasped at the name. "Very good, my Lord. Very good indeed, " Lucius Malfoy said, kissing the robes again.

"Yes. I think those who break promises deserve punishment beyond all that is reasonable, especially if one promises their loyalties." A cruel grin spread across his face.

"What do you think of my punishment for promise breakers... Severus Snape?"

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Meisako: Okay, today we have Hermione with us, but we have to keep it short- I'm using the school library and I have Biology in like fifteen minutes.  Hello, Hermione.

Hermione:  How do you do, Meisako?

Meisako:  Good, and what about you?  You were a bodiless soul wandering about for a month.  How do YOU feel?

Hermione:  * shrug * I'm good.  It wasn't any big deal…

Meisako:  Not any big deal?!  You had NO body-  Harry was in your body!  Harry wore your clothes!  Don't you have anything to say?

Hermione:  I had fun.

Meisako:  Fun?  How did you have fun?!  You can't have fun if you are a physical entity…

Hermione:  Yes you can-  There's an amusement park for spirits.  It's really fun.  I went on this roller coaster that had 4578 loops!  The best thing about being a spirit is you don't get motion sickness!

Meisako:  … Can I be a spirit, too?


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