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"LET HIM GO YOU BASTARD!" Sirius screamed out at Iktomi.
"Language… language," Ikto cackled. "You mustn't be rude to me, I might accidentally let poor Harry Potter fall." Ikto looked over at Harry who was tied tightly to a tree branch that looked fatally over a cliff's edge.
"Bastard!" Binx hissed. "Just to let Voldemort regain power."
Ikto frowned. "See what I mean?" He said to Harry honestly. "No one likes me, no one hears my side of the story."
"Well, you do make yourself seem guilt a lot." Harry said weakly.
"I know… but I cannot help it, it is not my fault." Ikto was facing Harry and away from the others. "Voldemort should be here very soon. Once he is here I'll let you go. Are you going to fight him now or wait until later?"
"Will I really have a choice?"
Ikto looked at Harry sympathetically. "No, not really."
"Then I'll fight him later." Harry looked over at his friends who were trying to figure a way to get Harry out of there without killing him. "Why don't you just tell them Ikto? Tell them that you are not a bad person?"
Ikto had his arms crossed. "Because people see and hear only what they want to see and hear." He said sadly. "They think that I am a murder, but I am not. Those people I murdered where Death Eaters, if I had not killed them then they would have given the other herbs and plants to Voldemort and he would be immortal by now." Ikto looked over at Harry who gasped lightly. "But no one would believe me of that story because the potion he would have brewed is not even known around here. It is an American potion that not many people hear about. Since it has to do with immortality it was outlawed and banned from being written in any book."
"So how did Voldermort hear about it?"
Ikto sighed. "One man, he discovered the potion, had written it down in a journal, he also wrote down the potion to counter act the potion. If you took the counter acting agent it would kill anything immortal. A vampire who was sick of being immortal stole the journal and made the counter-acting potion and he died, and that is how the world discovered it. The journal was lost and I happened upon it when I was walking one day with Voldemort. I have memorized the counter potion, I have also discovered that if you add pomegranate juice along with a couple of petals from a rose the potion will make you mortal but it will not kill you. Then you can die of old age and-"
Degas tackled Iktomi, pushing him over the edge. Iktomi looked at Harry, his eyes, for the first time, were full of fear.
"NNNNNOOOOO!" Harry screamed but was helpless to save him.
Iktomi disappeared into the mist, and Harry could only watch on in agony.
"Harry! Oh God Harry!" Sirius cried as he pulled him out of the tree.
"WHY THE FUCK DID YOU DO THAT!" Harry shouted at Degas. "WHY THE HELL DID YOU KILL IKTOMI?"
"Did that kill him?" Remus asked.
"Depending on how far down this cliff goes," Jak peered over the edge and into the mist. "Yeah, he should be dead."
Harry collapsed and was crying. Sirius picked him up and began to carry him off. Harry tried to struggle out of his godfathers grip but was too weak from crying to do so.
They managed to get to the clearing where Ikto tackled Lupin when a cold laugh made them stop.
"He's alive? Iktomi survived?" Galileo gasped.
Harry looked up hopefully but faltered, it was not Iktomi he saw in the trees, but Voldemort.
Voldemort cackled. "Just put the boy down there, let me deal with him."
Sirius put Harry down, only to step in front of him along with the others.
"If you want the boy," Degas growled. "Come and claim him!" everyone drew a weapon and stood ready to attack Voldemort.
Voldemort laughed his cold steely laugh. "Do you honestly think that you could ever defeat me?" he drew his wand and pointed it at Degas and her brothers. "You'll pay dearly for even trying."
"You don't remember us do you Tom?" Galileo smiled.
"Don't call me that!" Voldemort shouted.
"I don't think Tom Marvolo Riddled ever liked us you guys," Jak smirked. "I think we always wasted him."
Voldemort grimaced. "I remember you three. The immortal odd quad."
The four of them bowed.
"Well, I know your weaknesses… Hermione Granger, Ronald Weasley and Harry Potter." He grinned. "Wouldn't they hit a sore spot now?"
"You shall not touch them!" Binx barked.
"Oh but I shall." He smiled and with a wave his wand Ron and Hermione were tied up and in his hands. He glared at Harry, "Why can I not get him?"
Harry gasped. "The ropes." He muttered.
Sirius turned. "What?"
"Iktomi tied me in magical ropes, stopped me from transforming, maybe it stops all magic."
"Why would he do that?" Remus asked out of the side of his mouth.
"Because…" Harry was adding it all up in his head. "Because if the tree gave out, the ropes would still hover there and I wouldn't get hurt."
"But why would he try to save you if he was just going to give you to Voldemort just so they could kill you?" Sirius asked.
Harry glared at him. "Because Iktomi wasn't going to give me to Voldemort at all, I was bait, I was the bait to get Voldemort, and I agreed to it!" Harry straightened his back and the ropes fell off.
"Harry Potter!" Voldemort shouted.
Harry grabbed his wand. "Accio Hermione, Accio Ron!"
Hermione and Ron where drawn to him as if on an invisible rope. Harry tied the magical rope to Ron's ankle, Hermione's ankle and his own ankle. He then stood up and drew his own wand.
Voldemort was stunned. "What… How?"
"Harry no!" Galileo shouted.
Ron drew his wand, so did Hermione.
"I'm going to fight Voldermort, it is because of you that Iktomi is dead, he was on our side." He muttered to them and stepped in front.
Voldemort smiled and started toward them, wand drawn ready to kill them all. "Avada…"
Harry's eyes went wide, Hermione screamed. Everyone was frozen with fear.
"… Kedavra!"
They all had their eyes closed tightly waiting to feel the release of life that was death, but it never came.
Slowly they opened their eyes, Iktomi was standing in front them, his black sword raised, his right palm pressed against the blade's side reflecting the curse. He ripped his hand away from the blade with a loud curse.
"Iktomi!" Voldemort shouted. "Why did you stop me?"
Iktomi looked at his palm and quickly put his hand down. "Why kill them my lord?" Iktomi ripped Harry away from everyone else; with one look he cut the ropes holding them together. "Play along," He whispered into Harry's ear.
"What do you mean Iktomi?" Voldemort asked.
"I mean why kill them all so quickly?" Iktomi snapped his fingers and tied everyone to the trees. "We could kill them all very slowly. Hermione is very precious to Degas, Ron is very precious to the men, Harry is everyone hero, so kill these three slowly and make the others watch and suffer as you have suffered." Iktomi suggested.
Voldemort nodded. "Yes, I shall do that; I shall also extract my immorality in front of them."
Iktomi looked at him. "Come again?"
Voldemort held out a vile containing a greenish red liquid. "All I have to add is the Brandy Weed and the elixir is complete!"
Iktomi gasped. "Sire, let me add it, it would be a greatest honor if you allowed me to mix the final chemical into it for you my lord." Iktomi bowed.
Voldemort nodded. "Very well Iktomi, you have served me faithfully," he handed the vile and the Brandy Weed to Iktomi. "I fully trust you."
Iktomi smiled and looked at Harry. Harry's tear streaked face flickered with a smile of hope, but quickly vanished. Iktomi turned with his back to everyone and sat down mixing the ingredients. Iktomi looked around and the Little People made their selves known to Iktomi. They were well hidden behind the trees and bushes. Iktomi nodded to a little one dressed in pants and a shirt. He held a pomegranate and Iktomi nodded and the Little Man threw it at Iktomi. Iktomi ripped it open and began to bit into it furiously.
"Iktomi, is it ready?"
Iktomi jumped up, put the top back on it and shook it vigorously mixing everything together. It had turned into a deep red color as he handed it back to Lord Voldemort.
"Ah, my finest moment!" Voldemort smiled and downed the potion. He clutched his stomach and fell to the ground.
Everyone watched with bated breath.
Voldemort climbed to his hands and knees, then to his feet. He looked at himself and then looked up to everyone around.
"I've done it, I am immortal!" he shouted triumphantly.
"Not quite." Iktomi said pulling Harry out of Voldemort's reach. He held up the pomegranate and smiled. "I turned it into the counter potion Voldie."
Voldemort brandished his wand. "You'll pay dearly for this Iktomi!"
Iktomi shoved Harry behind himself just as-
"Avada Kedavra!" Lord Voldemort shouted. A green light engulfed Iktomi.
When it died away everyone could see Little People coming out of hiding and attack Voldemort. They all averted their gaze to Iktomi, he had his hands up trying to block it, and he staggered forward and fell. His body twitched then was still.
The ropes disappeared and everyone rushed to Iktomi.
"Is he dead?" Hermione cried.
Ron checked for a pulse. "I can feel one!" he shouted. "It's weak, we have to get him up to the castle… he might not survive!"
Sirius snapped his fingers and a stretcher appeared out of thin air. Remus and Galileo hauled Iktomi onto the stretcher and they began to run toward the castle.
Iktomi gasped.
"We're almost there!" Harry shouted. "Please hold on Ikto! We are almost at the castle."
"Harry," Iktomi coughed. "You OK?"
Everyone stopped; they knew he wasn't going to make it. It was amazing that he was still alive.
"I'm fine."
"Any… one… hurt…"
"No," Harry shook his head. "You blocked us all…" Harry cried, tears streaking down his face. "You… you purposely tied us in a straight… straight line."
Iktomi chocked a laugh. "Maybe," he took a sharp breath. "But… you'll never know." He sighed and died.
:`( BOOO-HOOO….. that's the end, unless anyone can give me more ideas to carry this story on. Keep me informed, oh, I just remember something, there will be at least one more chapter. But if you have ideas, then email me! Maybe Iktomi will come back if I get enough people to say so. Good bye.