Chapter Nineteen
"Malfoy's Revenge"
Harry woke up the next morning and found Professor Dumbledore sitting at his side. He sat up and put on his glasses. "Harry, today is the day," Dumbledore said quietly. "Are you sure you want to go through with this? If you don't want to, you don't have to." "Yes, Professor, I'm willing to do whatever needs to be done." Harry said with finality to his voice. Dumbledore nodded and told Harry he would be in the shrieking shack once all the students arrived at Hogsmeade and if Harry needed him, to apparate to the shack and get him. Harry nodded and watched Dumbledore make his way out the door. Harry walked over to Ron's bed and shook him awake. Ron stirred and sat up and looked at Harry wearily. "Are you ready, Ron?" Ron nodded his head and got out of bed to get dressed. Once they were both wearing their robes, they went down to the common room to meet Hermione. She nodded to them as they came in. They all went to the porthole and went down to breakfast. Once they reached the Great Hall, Harry saw Cho waving at him. He got a great lump in his throat and remembered that he would be putting Cho in danger. He waved back and went up to the staff table. "Excuse me, Professor," he looked up at Dumbledore. "Is there any way to keep Cho Chang here in the castle? I couldn't stand it if anything happened to her because of me." Dumbledore agreed and leaned over to talk to the Ravenclaw head of house. Harry felt like a prat for leaving Cho at the castle, but he wanted her to be safe. He took a bite of porridge as he watched Ravenclaws' head of house make her way to Cho. "Cho, I'll be needing you to stay here at the castle today and help me with some cleaning in the common room." Cho looked abashed. "But why, Professor?" she started. But her head of house waved it off and told her she would be helping clean today and that was final. Cho had tears in her eyes as she came over to Harry and told him she couldn't go to Hogsmeade with him today. "I understand, Cho," Harry told her. They kissed and she ran off crying. At least, he thought to himself, she's safe. Ron leaned over Harry. "You did the right thing, mate." He said eating a scone. Hermione nodded. But Harry wondered why he would put Ron and Hermione in danger too. He felt sick to his stomach. He no longer felt like the confident man who won the Quidditch Cup. He felt like that scared skinny little boy again, the little boy who was on the verge of tears. He swallowed hard and choked back the tears. He was terrified of losing anyone he cared for. But he was willing to put himself on the line to get rid of Voldemort once and for all. As Harry, Ron, and Hermione made their way down to Hogsmeade, they really didn't have any idea where the attack would come from. Harry wished that Dumbledore had taught Ron and Hermione how to apparate too. What good was it for Harry to disapparate from Voldemort if he left behind his two best friends? Hagrid was following behind the three of them with a big black dog padding at his feet. They both looked like they were deep in concentration. Harry, Ron, and Hermione stood around in the middle of the street trying not to look too conspicuous. Hagrid went into the pub, and Sirius was sitting at the edge of a fence, panting loudly. "Right," Harry said after a few minutes. "It's me they're after, right? Why don't we split up? That way they'll find me somehow." Harry wondered if that made sense. "I'll go to Zonko's," said Ron. And he went off in one direction. "I'll go to Honeydukes," Hermione said and she went off toward the sweet shop. "Right," Harry said to himself. "I'll just go and walk down the street." He started walking slowly down the street. Suddenly, he saw Malfoy glaring at him from behind the shrieking shack. "Hey, Potter, I've got something to show you up here. Unless you're scared!" Malfoy yelled. This is it, Harry thought. He checked his pocket to make sure he had his wand. He had in fact brought all three of his wands, his own, his father's, and his mother's. Harry stalked up the hill to the shrieking shack. As he rounded the edge of the building he saw the circle of death eaters. Voldemort was standing right in the center with his hand resting on Draco Malfoy's shoulder. Harry looked up at the windows and saw Professor Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall staring down waiting to help. The death eaters each pulled out their wands. Voldemort raised his hand as if to stop them. "No, he's all mine. You can have his friends, but he is mine. Well, well, Harry, we meet again." He looked down at Harry and he pushed Malfoy away into his father Lucius. They were both grinning maliciously. Harry pulled out his wand and held it in front of him. He stared deeply into Voldemort's eyes. "Smart lad, not that you'll have the chance to use it." He pointed his wand at Harry and yelled, "Avada Kedavra!" but Harry had disappeared. Voldemort shouted, "Where did he go!" he looked up and saw that all the death eaters had their wands out again. "NO, I SAID! HE'S MINE!" Voldemort looked behind him where Harry was now standing. "So, they've taught Mr. Potter how to apparate." He smiled an ugly smile. "That will only postpone your death, Harry. Best to get it over with, like your father did, quickly and without a fight." "THAT'S A LIE! MY FATHER FOUGHT YOU AND SO DID MY MOTHER!" Harry screamed at Voldemort as he held his wand steady. Voldemort grinned. "Ah, I've touched on a soft spot." He said evilly. The death eaters laughed. Harry glared around the circle and then back at Voldemort. "I'm sure the Malfoys will enjoy your death as much as I will. You've caused us enough trouble, Potter and it's time to say goodbye. Avada Kedavra!" Voldemort yelled again, but too late. He hit one of the death eaters and the death eater fell to the ground in a heap. Harry stood behind Voldemort again with his mouth open. "NO!" Voldemort shouted. "You will pay for that Potter!" He spun around to face Harry again. Harry held his wand out in front of him. Voldemort yelled, "Expelliarmus!" and Harry's wand flew out of his hands and into Voldemort's. He threw Harry's wand to the side and pointed his own wand at Harry again. "I'm getting tired of this game, Potter. Now, die! Like a man! Avada Kedavra!" Harry had once again disapparated and was standing in front of the dead death eater. He quickly pulled out his father's old wand. He pointed it at Voldemort and as Voldemort spun on his heels again Harry had shouted, "Avada Kedavra!" A bright green light shot from his father's wand and hit Voldemort right between the eyes. Voldemort collapsed into a heap. The death eaters all pulled out their wands and pointed them at Harry. Malfoy looked as though he was in shock, his father pushed him out of the way and he stumbled down the hill and fainted. Harry stared down the wands of several death eaters. He raised his father's wand and slowly began to circle in place. His breathing was irregular. Suddenly, there were popping noises all around Harry. He looked behind him and saw Dumbledore, McGonagall, Snape, Sirius, Bill, Charlie, Mr. Weasley, and whom he assumed was the real Mad-Eye-Moody, they all had their wands out and pointed at the death eaters. "Potter," Snape shouted. "Get behind us now!" Harry scrambled behind the group of teachers and Weasleys. "Expelliarmus!" they all shouted at the death eaters and their wands landed in Dumbledore's outstretched hand. "Now, remove your hoods, you will all be taken to Azkaban prison!" Snape shouted. They all watched helplessly as the death eaters disapparated in front of their very eyes. They all turned to Harry. "Harry, are you all right?" Sirius asked him. They were all kneeling and standing around Harry. Checking to make sure he didn't have a mark on him. Harry watched with his mouth open as he saw a dark cloud of smoke rise from Voldemort's lifeless body. It took the shape of a larger version of Voldemort's face. "FOOLS," it shouted. "WE HAVE THE SAME BLOOD POTTER! YOU CANNOT KILL ME THAT EASILY! I HAVE MANY FAITHFUL FOLLOWERS NOW! GETTING A NEW BODY WILL BE MUCH EASIER THIS TIME AROUND! I WILL BE BACK, AND THEN YOU WILL SUFFER THE CONSEQUENCES!" Voldemort's dust screamed at Harry. After it finished yelling, it flew off and disappeared in the woods. Harry fell to his knees. Dumbledore helped him up and they took him to the hospital wing.
Harry woke up the next morning and found Professor Dumbledore sitting at his side. He sat up and put on his glasses. "Harry, today is the day," Dumbledore said quietly. "Are you sure you want to go through with this? If you don't want to, you don't have to." "Yes, Professor, I'm willing to do whatever needs to be done." Harry said with finality to his voice. Dumbledore nodded and told Harry he would be in the shrieking shack once all the students arrived at Hogsmeade and if Harry needed him, to apparate to the shack and get him. Harry nodded and watched Dumbledore make his way out the door. Harry walked over to Ron's bed and shook him awake. Ron stirred and sat up and looked at Harry wearily. "Are you ready, Ron?" Ron nodded his head and got out of bed to get dressed. Once they were both wearing their robes, they went down to the common room to meet Hermione. She nodded to them as they came in. They all went to the porthole and went down to breakfast. Once they reached the Great Hall, Harry saw Cho waving at him. He got a great lump in his throat and remembered that he would be putting Cho in danger. He waved back and went up to the staff table. "Excuse me, Professor," he looked up at Dumbledore. "Is there any way to keep Cho Chang here in the castle? I couldn't stand it if anything happened to her because of me." Dumbledore agreed and leaned over to talk to the Ravenclaw head of house. Harry felt like a prat for leaving Cho at the castle, but he wanted her to be safe. He took a bite of porridge as he watched Ravenclaws' head of house make her way to Cho. "Cho, I'll be needing you to stay here at the castle today and help me with some cleaning in the common room." Cho looked abashed. "But why, Professor?" she started. But her head of house waved it off and told her she would be helping clean today and that was final. Cho had tears in her eyes as she came over to Harry and told him she couldn't go to Hogsmeade with him today. "I understand, Cho," Harry told her. They kissed and she ran off crying. At least, he thought to himself, she's safe. Ron leaned over Harry. "You did the right thing, mate." He said eating a scone. Hermione nodded. But Harry wondered why he would put Ron and Hermione in danger too. He felt sick to his stomach. He no longer felt like the confident man who won the Quidditch Cup. He felt like that scared skinny little boy again, the little boy who was on the verge of tears. He swallowed hard and choked back the tears. He was terrified of losing anyone he cared for. But he was willing to put himself on the line to get rid of Voldemort once and for all. As Harry, Ron, and Hermione made their way down to Hogsmeade, they really didn't have any idea where the attack would come from. Harry wished that Dumbledore had taught Ron and Hermione how to apparate too. What good was it for Harry to disapparate from Voldemort if he left behind his two best friends? Hagrid was following behind the three of them with a big black dog padding at his feet. They both looked like they were deep in concentration. Harry, Ron, and Hermione stood around in the middle of the street trying not to look too conspicuous. Hagrid went into the pub, and Sirius was sitting at the edge of a fence, panting loudly. "Right," Harry said after a few minutes. "It's me they're after, right? Why don't we split up? That way they'll find me somehow." Harry wondered if that made sense. "I'll go to Zonko's," said Ron. And he went off in one direction. "I'll go to Honeydukes," Hermione said and she went off toward the sweet shop. "Right," Harry said to himself. "I'll just go and walk down the street." He started walking slowly down the street. Suddenly, he saw Malfoy glaring at him from behind the shrieking shack. "Hey, Potter, I've got something to show you up here. Unless you're scared!" Malfoy yelled. This is it, Harry thought. He checked his pocket to make sure he had his wand. He had in fact brought all three of his wands, his own, his father's, and his mother's. Harry stalked up the hill to the shrieking shack. As he rounded the edge of the building he saw the circle of death eaters. Voldemort was standing right in the center with his hand resting on Draco Malfoy's shoulder. Harry looked up at the windows and saw Professor Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall staring down waiting to help. The death eaters each pulled out their wands. Voldemort raised his hand as if to stop them. "No, he's all mine. You can have his friends, but he is mine. Well, well, Harry, we meet again." He looked down at Harry and he pushed Malfoy away into his father Lucius. They were both grinning maliciously. Harry pulled out his wand and held it in front of him. He stared deeply into Voldemort's eyes. "Smart lad, not that you'll have the chance to use it." He pointed his wand at Harry and yelled, "Avada Kedavra!" but Harry had disappeared. Voldemort shouted, "Where did he go!" he looked up and saw that all the death eaters had their wands out again. "NO, I SAID! HE'S MINE!" Voldemort looked behind him where Harry was now standing. "So, they've taught Mr. Potter how to apparate." He smiled an ugly smile. "That will only postpone your death, Harry. Best to get it over with, like your father did, quickly and without a fight." "THAT'S A LIE! MY FATHER FOUGHT YOU AND SO DID MY MOTHER!" Harry screamed at Voldemort as he held his wand steady. Voldemort grinned. "Ah, I've touched on a soft spot." He said evilly. The death eaters laughed. Harry glared around the circle and then back at Voldemort. "I'm sure the Malfoys will enjoy your death as much as I will. You've caused us enough trouble, Potter and it's time to say goodbye. Avada Kedavra!" Voldemort yelled again, but too late. He hit one of the death eaters and the death eater fell to the ground in a heap. Harry stood behind Voldemort again with his mouth open. "NO!" Voldemort shouted. "You will pay for that Potter!" He spun around to face Harry again. Harry held his wand out in front of him. Voldemort yelled, "Expelliarmus!" and Harry's wand flew out of his hands and into Voldemort's. He threw Harry's wand to the side and pointed his own wand at Harry again. "I'm getting tired of this game, Potter. Now, die! Like a man! Avada Kedavra!" Harry had once again disapparated and was standing in front of the dead death eater. He quickly pulled out his father's old wand. He pointed it at Voldemort and as Voldemort spun on his heels again Harry had shouted, "Avada Kedavra!" A bright green light shot from his father's wand and hit Voldemort right between the eyes. Voldemort collapsed into a heap. The death eaters all pulled out their wands and pointed them at Harry. Malfoy looked as though he was in shock, his father pushed him out of the way and he stumbled down the hill and fainted. Harry stared down the wands of several death eaters. He raised his father's wand and slowly began to circle in place. His breathing was irregular. Suddenly, there were popping noises all around Harry. He looked behind him and saw Dumbledore, McGonagall, Snape, Sirius, Bill, Charlie, Mr. Weasley, and whom he assumed was the real Mad-Eye-Moody, they all had their wands out and pointed at the death eaters. "Potter," Snape shouted. "Get behind us now!" Harry scrambled behind the group of teachers and Weasleys. "Expelliarmus!" they all shouted at the death eaters and their wands landed in Dumbledore's outstretched hand. "Now, remove your hoods, you will all be taken to Azkaban prison!" Snape shouted. They all watched helplessly as the death eaters disapparated in front of their very eyes. They all turned to Harry. "Harry, are you all right?" Sirius asked him. They were all kneeling and standing around Harry. Checking to make sure he didn't have a mark on him. Harry watched with his mouth open as he saw a dark cloud of smoke rise from Voldemort's lifeless body. It took the shape of a larger version of Voldemort's face. "FOOLS," it shouted. "WE HAVE THE SAME BLOOD POTTER! YOU CANNOT KILL ME THAT EASILY! I HAVE MANY FAITHFUL FOLLOWERS NOW! GETTING A NEW BODY WILL BE MUCH EASIER THIS TIME AROUND! I WILL BE BACK, AND THEN YOU WILL SUFFER THE CONSEQUENCES!" Voldemort's dust screamed at Harry. After it finished yelling, it flew off and disappeared in the woods. Harry fell to his knees. Dumbledore helped him up and they took him to the hospital wing.