pA.N: Allright, to all of those people who have been rude to me about me updating. About a week after
I posted chapter 19, my computer broke. I lost all my work and could not even sign on to Windows. Unlike other people,
I do not have money to go out and buy another computer. So I had to wait for months and months just for my step-
dad to load AOL to his computer. So, to say the least, IT IS NOT MY FAULT FOR THE TIME IT HAS TAKEN ME
TO UPDATE, SO GET OFF MY BACK! /p
pOkay, now that I feel better, here is chapter 20. /p
pRon put a hand to Hermione's mouth in order to muffle her scream of terror. She started wriggling
madley, trying to reach Harry. Her eyes darted from the bloody unconcious Harry to the Dark Lord, whose wand was
pointing directly at Harry. /p
pRon put his other arm around Hermione's body and dragged her to the forrest, eyes never leaving
Voldemort's wand. As soon as they were safely down the hill and safely out of hearing reach, Ron released her. /p
p Hermione turned and reeled on him. "What are you doing?! We have to help Harry!" she hissed,
and then turned walking out into the open. Ron grabbed her wrist and pulled her to the forrest floor. /p
p"No, what are you doing?! You heard what Snape said! If there is a slight chance that Harry is not
killed, we have to be here to save him!" Ron hissed back. /p
p"Do you hear yourself? 'If there is a slight chance,'! There is no chance! The Dark Lord has wanted
to kill Harry for fifteen years! Why wouldn't he kill him while he has the perfect opprotunity?" /p
p"What if You-Know-Who uses the killing curse again? Maybe it won't work. Harry is the Boy Who
Lived, remember? If the curse doesn't work, it might rebound on him again! Then we will be here to grab Harry
and un-stun Snape!" Ron'e voice steddily became louder as his excitement grew. Hermione glowered at him
but didn't argue. /p
pRon stood up and looked out from behind a tree. He moaned. /p
p"We can't see them," he said quietly. Hermione stood up next to him. /p
p"No, but do you hear them?" she asked. They both strained there ears, looking to the top of the hill. /p
p"Yeah! Listen...," /p
p~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ /p
p"Potter, sleeping on the job are we?" Voldemort hissed, a grin visable beneath his hood. "Ennervate," p
pHarry's body jumped, as if being shocked, but he did not wake. Voldemort grinned even wider. /p
p"Ah, to close to death to be awakened, Potter? But I want more fun with you, boy. You aren't getting
away that easily. ENNERVATE!" He said again, with more feeling. Harry's body once again jumped, but this time,
he moaned and slowly opened his eyes. /p
pHarry lifted his head and looked up at Voldemort. His pained green eyes widened in shock.
"Voldemort!" he gasped, his voice coming out raspy. He struggled to get up, but he could hardly lean on his elbow.
He hissed in pain and collapsed. Yet he continued to try to get up. Voldemort laughed at his struggle. /p
p"Don't bother, boy. I want you awake to take a view with me of the pond," he said lazilly. Voldemort
pointed his wand at Harry and said a spell. Harry floated behind the Dark Lord up the hill and to the edge of the
clifff. /p
pVoldemort stopped and realeased his hold on Harry. He dropped a few feet from the air and dropped
mainfully in a heap at Voldemort's feet. (A.N:Look! A ryhme!) Voldemort laughed. /p
p"Oops, did that hurt? Here, let me help you up," Voldemort bent down and fastened his hand around
Harry's neck. He picked Harry up and held him over the edge of the cliff, directly below the pond. Harry grasped
Voldemort's arm-much to the protest of his scar. /p
p"Today is the day, Potter. The day I claim victory for killing you. But you see, I'm not going to do it with
magic. No, no. I'm going to kill you with my bare hands!" Voldemort yelled, and sent out a crewl laugh as he tightened
his grip on Harry's neck. Harry let out a blood-curtling scream as Voldemort's long nails cut into the sides of Harry's
neck. /p
p"The respect I will gain from this! Not only does it show that a fifteen year old could never possibly
defeat me, but that I didn't even need to use my real power! Just strength!" Voldemort laughed even louder. His
smile and laughter suddenly stopped as he heard Harry laughing, causing blood to come out of his mouth. Voldemort
narrowed his eyes at him angrily. /p
p"No, Voldemort. You will not gain respect. All you will gain is ego and hate from others around you,"
he sneered weekly, for his vision was blurring and he could barelu breath. He watched as the blood pouring from
his neck soak his torn robes. /p
pHarry took one last strained breath and fainted-his head rolling to the side and his arms dropping
limply to his sides. Voldemory grinned. /p
p"And that is where you leave us, Mr.Harry Potter." Voldemort released his grip and watched as Harry
fall to the water more than twenty feet below. As soon as he made sure Harry didn't ressurface, he disapparated. /p
I posted chapter 19, my computer broke. I lost all my work and could not even sign on to Windows. Unlike other people,
I do not have money to go out and buy another computer. So I had to wait for months and months just for my step-
dad to load AOL to his computer. So, to say the least, IT IS NOT MY FAULT FOR THE TIME IT HAS TAKEN ME
TO UPDATE, SO GET OFF MY BACK! /p
pOkay, now that I feel better, here is chapter 20. /p
pRon put a hand to Hermione's mouth in order to muffle her scream of terror. She started wriggling
madley, trying to reach Harry. Her eyes darted from the bloody unconcious Harry to the Dark Lord, whose wand was
pointing directly at Harry. /p
pRon put his other arm around Hermione's body and dragged her to the forrest, eyes never leaving
Voldemort's wand. As soon as they were safely down the hill and safely out of hearing reach, Ron released her. /p
p Hermione turned and reeled on him. "What are you doing?! We have to help Harry!" she hissed,
and then turned walking out into the open. Ron grabbed her wrist and pulled her to the forrest floor. /p
p"No, what are you doing?! You heard what Snape said! If there is a slight chance that Harry is not
killed, we have to be here to save him!" Ron hissed back. /p
p"Do you hear yourself? 'If there is a slight chance,'! There is no chance! The Dark Lord has wanted
to kill Harry for fifteen years! Why wouldn't he kill him while he has the perfect opprotunity?" /p
p"What if You-Know-Who uses the killing curse again? Maybe it won't work. Harry is the Boy Who
Lived, remember? If the curse doesn't work, it might rebound on him again! Then we will be here to grab Harry
and un-stun Snape!" Ron'e voice steddily became louder as his excitement grew. Hermione glowered at him
but didn't argue. /p
pRon stood up and looked out from behind a tree. He moaned. /p
p"We can't see them," he said quietly. Hermione stood up next to him. /p
p"No, but do you hear them?" she asked. They both strained there ears, looking to the top of the hill. /p
p"Yeah! Listen...," /p
p~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ /p
p"Potter, sleeping on the job are we?" Voldemort hissed, a grin visable beneath his hood. "Ennervate," p
pHarry's body jumped, as if being shocked, but he did not wake. Voldemort grinned even wider. /p
p"Ah, to close to death to be awakened, Potter? But I want more fun with you, boy. You aren't getting
away that easily. ENNERVATE!" He said again, with more feeling. Harry's body once again jumped, but this time,
he moaned and slowly opened his eyes. /p
pHarry lifted his head and looked up at Voldemort. His pained green eyes widened in shock.
"Voldemort!" he gasped, his voice coming out raspy. He struggled to get up, but he could hardly lean on his elbow.
He hissed in pain and collapsed. Yet he continued to try to get up. Voldemort laughed at his struggle. /p
p"Don't bother, boy. I want you awake to take a view with me of the pond," he said lazilly. Voldemort
pointed his wand at Harry and said a spell. Harry floated behind the Dark Lord up the hill and to the edge of the
clifff. /p
pVoldemort stopped and realeased his hold on Harry. He dropped a few feet from the air and dropped
mainfully in a heap at Voldemort's feet. (A.N:Look! A ryhme!) Voldemort laughed. /p
p"Oops, did that hurt? Here, let me help you up," Voldemort bent down and fastened his hand around
Harry's neck. He picked Harry up and held him over the edge of the cliff, directly below the pond. Harry grasped
Voldemort's arm-much to the protest of his scar. /p
p"Today is the day, Potter. The day I claim victory for killing you. But you see, I'm not going to do it with
magic. No, no. I'm going to kill you with my bare hands!" Voldemort yelled, and sent out a crewl laugh as he tightened
his grip on Harry's neck. Harry let out a blood-curtling scream as Voldemort's long nails cut into the sides of Harry's
neck. /p
p"The respect I will gain from this! Not only does it show that a fifteen year old could never possibly
defeat me, but that I didn't even need to use my real power! Just strength!" Voldemort laughed even louder. His
smile and laughter suddenly stopped as he heard Harry laughing, causing blood to come out of his mouth. Voldemort
narrowed his eyes at him angrily. /p
p"No, Voldemort. You will not gain respect. All you will gain is ego and hate from others around you,"
he sneered weekly, for his vision was blurring and he could barelu breath. He watched as the blood pouring from
his neck soak his torn robes. /p
pHarry took one last strained breath and fainted-his head rolling to the side and his arms dropping
limply to his sides. Voldemory grinned. /p
p"And that is where you leave us, Mr.Harry Potter." Voldemort released his grip and watched as Harry
fall to the water more than twenty feet below. As soon as he made sure Harry didn't ressurface, he disapparated. /p