The story so far: Peter Pettigrew had kidnapped Me, Hermione and Ginny! Then he used a spell on Ginny and forced her to bring Harry here, an evil trap! Then Harry and Ron came to our rescue. Finally we arrived here, and met Voldemort in person! What will he do to us?
"Voldemort!" Harry gasped.
"Haven't forgotten me have you Harry?" he had a grin on his face. In his right hand there was his wand, quite similar to Harry's, which was in his right hand too.
"How could I? You're the murderer of my parents…and Cedric!" Unhappiness dawned over Harry's face at the mentioning of Cedric.
"How about we put the past behind us, eh Harry?" What was Voldemort after? "Come and join me, together we could rule the world! We would be the greatest wizards ever! How about it?"
"NEVER! I would never join you!" spat Harry. (You go boy!)
"I gave you a chance Harry," Voldemort shuck his head with a fake disappointment. He pointed his wand at the floor between Harry and us, "Separatus!" Before anyone could do anything, a piece of glass separated Harry from us. "I won't kill you so easily Harry. First I will kill each and everyone of your friends slowly and painfully, and then I'll rid you from this world as I intended 15 years ago!" Voldemort spotted Ron who just pulled out his wand. "Expelliarmus!" and Ron's wand was taken.
"Let's have a look," Voldemort continued to say, "Which to torture first? Ah, I know, how about the mud blood!" He pointed his wand directly at Hermione's face. She held her breath, looking at the stick.
"Tormentio!" All at once many things happened. First a jet of ice blue light shot out of his wand; Hermione held her arms as a sort of protection and the room filled with blinding light. I shielded the light from my face.
"RON!" I removed my arms and was shocked. "Ron! Speak to me!" Blood was trickling down his head, as he lay unconscious in Hermione's arms. She was crying. Harry was banging his fist against the glass wall and shouting to Ron. I can't believe he did that. He threw himself in front of Hermione to save her…Ron…
"How sweet," spat Voldemort, "it's making me feel sick!" He turned to Harry who behind the glass, looked at Voldemort with vengeful eyes. "How's the show so far Harry? Not entertaining enough eh? Well let the show go on!" he turned back to Hermione who no longer seemed to care. She held tightly to Ron, still crying. Voldemort lifted his arm slowly and pointed it to Hermione…
"Avada-,"
"Stop!" I stood with my arms out, in front of Voldemort. He did stop. He stared at me with those red eyes and I stared back, neither of us blinked. All went silent. He lowered the wand. Standing here I didn't feel afraid, even though I knew he could kill me easily. But another feeling filled me. The feeling that I had been in this position before…
The look in his eyes told me that he was thinking the same thing. Suddenly drowsiness hit me and I couldn't keep my eyes open. I felt my eyes lose the fight and my eyes shut. Like a movie, images flashed in my mind and I saw it all.
First there was the sorting ceremony, then the first flying lesson, Dumbledore, McGonagall and finally stopping at a room; the room. The boy approached me, held my hand in his and said, "You've finally come…Lola…"
"Voldemort!" Harry gasped.
"Haven't forgotten me have you Harry?" he had a grin on his face. In his right hand there was his wand, quite similar to Harry's, which was in his right hand too.
"How could I? You're the murderer of my parents…and Cedric!" Unhappiness dawned over Harry's face at the mentioning of Cedric.
"How about we put the past behind us, eh Harry?" What was Voldemort after? "Come and join me, together we could rule the world! We would be the greatest wizards ever! How about it?"
"NEVER! I would never join you!" spat Harry. (You go boy!)
"I gave you a chance Harry," Voldemort shuck his head with a fake disappointment. He pointed his wand at the floor between Harry and us, "Separatus!" Before anyone could do anything, a piece of glass separated Harry from us. "I won't kill you so easily Harry. First I will kill each and everyone of your friends slowly and painfully, and then I'll rid you from this world as I intended 15 years ago!" Voldemort spotted Ron who just pulled out his wand. "Expelliarmus!" and Ron's wand was taken.
"Let's have a look," Voldemort continued to say, "Which to torture first? Ah, I know, how about the mud blood!" He pointed his wand directly at Hermione's face. She held her breath, looking at the stick.
"Tormentio!" All at once many things happened. First a jet of ice blue light shot out of his wand; Hermione held her arms as a sort of protection and the room filled with blinding light. I shielded the light from my face.
"RON!" I removed my arms and was shocked. "Ron! Speak to me!" Blood was trickling down his head, as he lay unconscious in Hermione's arms. She was crying. Harry was banging his fist against the glass wall and shouting to Ron. I can't believe he did that. He threw himself in front of Hermione to save her…Ron…
"How sweet," spat Voldemort, "it's making me feel sick!" He turned to Harry who behind the glass, looked at Voldemort with vengeful eyes. "How's the show so far Harry? Not entertaining enough eh? Well let the show go on!" he turned back to Hermione who no longer seemed to care. She held tightly to Ron, still crying. Voldemort lifted his arm slowly and pointed it to Hermione…
"Avada-,"
"Stop!" I stood with my arms out, in front of Voldemort. He did stop. He stared at me with those red eyes and I stared back, neither of us blinked. All went silent. He lowered the wand. Standing here I didn't feel afraid, even though I knew he could kill me easily. But another feeling filled me. The feeling that I had been in this position before…
The look in his eyes told me that he was thinking the same thing. Suddenly drowsiness hit me and I couldn't keep my eyes open. I felt my eyes lose the fight and my eyes shut. Like a movie, images flashed in my mind and I saw it all.
First there was the sorting ceremony, then the first flying lesson, Dumbledore, McGonagall and finally stopping at a room; the room. The boy approached me, held my hand in his and said, "You've finally come…Lola…"