Summary: After being hit by the killing curse for the second time in his young life, Harry finds himself trapped in another body. He finally gets the chance to see how his life would have been like without his popularity, and where is friends loyalties lie.
Disclaimer: All characters belong to J K Rowling and Warner brothers.
The Boy Who Lived Again: Switch
Chapter 23: Mother
Harry burst thought the doors without even having to open then and walked right through. In the room stood around fifty death eaters as Nagini had said, plus about 10 to 20 faculty and students captured by these men. Last but not least, Voldemort was sitting in the head masters seat at the head of the Great Hall.
The room went quite as Neville confidently walked down the aisle. The people were in wonder at what this child was doing. Either he was being very brave or being very stupid. No one stopped him, and no one talked to him as he walked straight up to Voldemort at the Head Masters seat.
Luscious Malfoy, who was seated right next to Voldemort, whispered, "Master do you wish me to kill the boy?"
Voldemort gave an evil grin and replied. "No not yet, I have not had a chance to play with the... kiddies."
As Harry came to a stop right in front of his seat, Voldemort raise to greet him. "Who dare comes and disturbs the Great Lord Voldemort?" As he spoke his name, everyone in the room shivered except for the boy who stood in front of him.
Harry answered in a mocking sarcasms, "Well Tom, I am glad to see you are finally admitting that you don't know everything. I bet your psychologist is really proud of your break through. It was your mother wasn't it?"
At this statement, the whole room was in an uproar because none of them would have ever said such things to the Great Lord. To everyone's surprise, this statement did not make Voldemort mad at all. He appeared to be overjoyed. Voldemort even grinned or what you would call a grin on his face. "Well...Well...Well.. It seems the boy who lived, lived again."
Harry gave a short bow to Voldemort, but made sure that he never broke the eye contact. Just as quickly as the noise came, it went silent as if someone had turned off the sound on a television. Voldemort was the first to break the awkward pause. "Well thanks to your little blood infusion, I have known that you were still alive, but I did not think you would be bold enough to come on your own. Did you come to kill me?" Voldemort asked with a smile. He started to laugh with a few of the bolder Death Eater laughed with him.
Harry calmly said, "I might not be able to kill you, but I can at least get you out of MY school."
Voldemort continued on like they were talking about the weather, "Why boy, have you forgotten. This was once my school, too."
With a grail, Harry responded, "Not any more," and gripped his wand tighter in his hand.
That wiped the smile right off of Voldemort's face. "Very Well, if I can not kill you the normal way, then I will kill the old fashion way...Torture, Get him." With those simple two words, the entire group of death eater in the room went to action trying to capture Harry Potter.
Harry admittedly placed a protective shield up while a hundred curses came flying his way. After the first major blow had passed, Harry got into the fighting mode. He was throwing out curses and hexes as fast as he could say them, while trying to dodge the other coming toward him. One of the bolder death eaters came up behind him, and grabbed Harry by the neck. Harry struggled a little trying to get out of his captures grip.
Harry looked over his shoulder and warned, "Well if you want to play ruff, I am not the one that's going to stop you." In one fluid motion, Harry took the man, and through him across his shoulder. As the death eater lay unconscious on the floor, the other death eaters continued their attacks. Harry used the fallen death eater as a personal shield to make sure he would not be hit by any unwanted spells. To Voldemort's disgust, each of the death eaters fell to Harry. Since the pain of his scar did not hinder him, Harry was able to keep an unusually clear mind while he fought.
Unnoticed by the fighting death eaters and Harry, another follower of Voldemort rushed out of a side entrance of Great Hall. He quickly came to Voldemort's side with a bow, and then whispered something into his master's ear. At this news, Voldemort screamed, "Stop". Everyone in the room ceased moving except for Harry who was taking this change to stun as many death eaters as he could to even the odds.
Voldemort spoke in a very calm but confident way. "Harry, I would not do that if I were you."
As another death eater fell, Harry turned to meet Voldemort with is wand upright. "And, why should I not?"
Voldemort with an evil grin snapped his figures, and pointed to a group of death eaters coming through the side door. "That is why not." The men came to settle in the middle of the great hall with a brown haired girl who was clearly being restrained by magic. To Harry's horror, it was no other then Hermione, his 'Mione.
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Muhahahaaaa....
Disclaimer: All characters belong to J K Rowling and Warner brothers.
The Boy Who Lived Again: Switch
Chapter 23: Mother
Harry burst thought the doors without even having to open then and walked right through. In the room stood around fifty death eaters as Nagini had said, plus about 10 to 20 faculty and students captured by these men. Last but not least, Voldemort was sitting in the head masters seat at the head of the Great Hall.
The room went quite as Neville confidently walked down the aisle. The people were in wonder at what this child was doing. Either he was being very brave or being very stupid. No one stopped him, and no one talked to him as he walked straight up to Voldemort at the Head Masters seat.
Luscious Malfoy, who was seated right next to Voldemort, whispered, "Master do you wish me to kill the boy?"
Voldemort gave an evil grin and replied. "No not yet, I have not had a chance to play with the... kiddies."
As Harry came to a stop right in front of his seat, Voldemort raise to greet him. "Who dare comes and disturbs the Great Lord Voldemort?" As he spoke his name, everyone in the room shivered except for the boy who stood in front of him.
Harry answered in a mocking sarcasms, "Well Tom, I am glad to see you are finally admitting that you don't know everything. I bet your psychologist is really proud of your break through. It was your mother wasn't it?"
At this statement, the whole room was in an uproar because none of them would have ever said such things to the Great Lord. To everyone's surprise, this statement did not make Voldemort mad at all. He appeared to be overjoyed. Voldemort even grinned or what you would call a grin on his face. "Well...Well...Well.. It seems the boy who lived, lived again."
Harry gave a short bow to Voldemort, but made sure that he never broke the eye contact. Just as quickly as the noise came, it went silent as if someone had turned off the sound on a television. Voldemort was the first to break the awkward pause. "Well thanks to your little blood infusion, I have known that you were still alive, but I did not think you would be bold enough to come on your own. Did you come to kill me?" Voldemort asked with a smile. He started to laugh with a few of the bolder Death Eater laughed with him.
Harry calmly said, "I might not be able to kill you, but I can at least get you out of MY school."
Voldemort continued on like they were talking about the weather, "Why boy, have you forgotten. This was once my school, too."
With a grail, Harry responded, "Not any more," and gripped his wand tighter in his hand.
That wiped the smile right off of Voldemort's face. "Very Well, if I can not kill you the normal way, then I will kill the old fashion way...Torture, Get him." With those simple two words, the entire group of death eater in the room went to action trying to capture Harry Potter.
Harry admittedly placed a protective shield up while a hundred curses came flying his way. After the first major blow had passed, Harry got into the fighting mode. He was throwing out curses and hexes as fast as he could say them, while trying to dodge the other coming toward him. One of the bolder death eaters came up behind him, and grabbed Harry by the neck. Harry struggled a little trying to get out of his captures grip.
Harry looked over his shoulder and warned, "Well if you want to play ruff, I am not the one that's going to stop you." In one fluid motion, Harry took the man, and through him across his shoulder. As the death eater lay unconscious on the floor, the other death eaters continued their attacks. Harry used the fallen death eater as a personal shield to make sure he would not be hit by any unwanted spells. To Voldemort's disgust, each of the death eaters fell to Harry. Since the pain of his scar did not hinder him, Harry was able to keep an unusually clear mind while he fought.
Unnoticed by the fighting death eaters and Harry, another follower of Voldemort rushed out of a side entrance of Great Hall. He quickly came to Voldemort's side with a bow, and then whispered something into his master's ear. At this news, Voldemort screamed, "Stop". Everyone in the room ceased moving except for Harry who was taking this change to stun as many death eaters as he could to even the odds.
Voldemort spoke in a very calm but confident way. "Harry, I would not do that if I were you."
As another death eater fell, Harry turned to meet Voldemort with is wand upright. "And, why should I not?"
Voldemort with an evil grin snapped his figures, and pointed to a group of death eaters coming through the side door. "That is why not." The men came to settle in the middle of the great hall with a brown haired girl who was clearly being restrained by magic. To Harry's horror, it was no other then Hermione, his 'Mione.
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Muhahahaaaa....