In Harry's Point of View:
Chapter Twelve: For the Love of My Master
I was able to stab the bastard only slightly in the side. He winced in pain but easily forced the sword away from him, to keep me from going any deeper than the two inches I already had. Pity. Ron is beautiful when in pain.
He then attempted to pull out his wand. I had to laugh to myself. Really. A wand compared to my blade? Maybe it would have meant something if it weren't Ron Weasley holding that wand. He was rather.horrid.at blocking dark magic. And I was far to quick for him with my blade. I easily slashed the wand in half, my eyes locked on his the whole time. He glanced down at it in dismay, and then mumbled a feeble "Shit."
He dodged my advance on him that time, as I tried to jab at him once again, then I slashed repeatedly and unfortunately he dodged those blows as well.
"Harry!" he said. "Harry listen to me! Voldemort is controlling you somehow! It's me, Ron!"
"I know who you are!" I screamed in fury, and bringing my sword down, I slashed him nicely across the arm. He yelped and grabbed the wound painfully, were as I licked my lips. Blood. His was rich, and thick, the kind I loved. It oozed through his fingers, the blood, and in droplets, fell the ground below us.
"You're the one that wishes to control me," I whispered in hatred. "You and that muggle-loving fool Albus Dumbledore."
"Your wrong!" Ron cried. I tried to bring my sword around to hit him.I was aiming for the vein in his neck.it just seemed to scream at me, to yerns for me to hit it.and be ducked quickly and speed I didn't expect, advanced at me and tackled me to the ground.
I fought back hard, trying to get the bastard off of me, but he held me tight by my wrist and forced me to drop my sword.my beautiful Slytherin sword.my master's sword.
"Now listen!" he screamed in desperation. "Harry please! I care about you a lot okay?! I always have cared about you! That's why I'm here, to help you!"
I would not hear anymore of his lies. I was able to work my leg up and I kneed him as hard as possible in the gut. His went wide with surprise and he felt limp against me.so I simply kicked him to the ground beside me and reaching up, grabbed the hilt of my sword.
"If you truly cared about me, Ron, then you never would have betrayed me! I saw you Ron! I saw you that.blond haired twit!" I stood. "I'll forever hate you for deceiving me! You don't deserve to live!".and tried to bring the sword down on his forehead.
Damn him! He simply rolled out of the way.
Then he jumped to his feet and holds out his hands in front of him. "Harry listen to me! Me.and Draco.that was nothing! Harry, I never meant- "
"Liar!" I snarled and slashed him hard across the face with the tip of my sword. It wasn't as deep I desired.but it will leave a mark.
"You coward, couldn't even tell me you loved me! You led me on a string, played with me, toyed with my love that I had for you, my affections! But nevermore.for I won't stand for it, now that he's came into life."
My lips curled into an evil smile.
"Voldemort gave me the love I never had, the power I've never dreamed of! He's promised me that I'll get my revenge on you.you and those other betraying muggle-lovers and mudbloods. I was so blind to you before but now.now I have opened my eyes. I see you for who and what you are now. And for your deceit, you shall pay."
He stared at me in disbelief, as if he couldn't believe what I was actually saying.
I snapped it out of it though. I simply stabbed him in his shoulder blade. He screamed in pain, fury, and fell to the ground as if a broken toy would.
My master appeared by my side.how I loved when my master was near me.and he held me close, by my waist. I could feel his love, I could see in my mind, his smile of satisfaction as he whispered, "Good my dear pet, you have done well."
A kiss, so gentle, so loving, was placed on my lips and he looked down on the pathetic mass that knelt at me feet.Ron Weasley. Then he leaned in close and whispered in my ear: "Kill him. Kill him to prove your love, your loyalty."
And I will not disobey my master. I love my master dearly, the one that has given me such love such peace in this life that was in shambles. I would do anything for my master.even kill my previous lover.
"For the love of my master," I whispered as I raised the blade far above my head.
A/N: And then there were two.more to go, that is. I am so almost through with this story. And this, yes ladies and gentlemen, all you shall receive for now. The last two chapters will be posted next week. Until then.I'll see you soon. ::Yes, this means yet ANOTHER evil cliffhanger! Bawhahahahahaha!::
Read and Review as always!
-Kamirine
Chapter Twelve: For the Love of My Master
I was able to stab the bastard only slightly in the side. He winced in pain but easily forced the sword away from him, to keep me from going any deeper than the two inches I already had. Pity. Ron is beautiful when in pain.
He then attempted to pull out his wand. I had to laugh to myself. Really. A wand compared to my blade? Maybe it would have meant something if it weren't Ron Weasley holding that wand. He was rather.horrid.at blocking dark magic. And I was far to quick for him with my blade. I easily slashed the wand in half, my eyes locked on his the whole time. He glanced down at it in dismay, and then mumbled a feeble "Shit."
He dodged my advance on him that time, as I tried to jab at him once again, then I slashed repeatedly and unfortunately he dodged those blows as well.
"Harry!" he said. "Harry listen to me! Voldemort is controlling you somehow! It's me, Ron!"
"I know who you are!" I screamed in fury, and bringing my sword down, I slashed him nicely across the arm. He yelped and grabbed the wound painfully, were as I licked my lips. Blood. His was rich, and thick, the kind I loved. It oozed through his fingers, the blood, and in droplets, fell the ground below us.
"You're the one that wishes to control me," I whispered in hatred. "You and that muggle-loving fool Albus Dumbledore."
"Your wrong!" Ron cried. I tried to bring my sword around to hit him.I was aiming for the vein in his neck.it just seemed to scream at me, to yerns for me to hit it.and be ducked quickly and speed I didn't expect, advanced at me and tackled me to the ground.
I fought back hard, trying to get the bastard off of me, but he held me tight by my wrist and forced me to drop my sword.my beautiful Slytherin sword.my master's sword.
"Now listen!" he screamed in desperation. "Harry please! I care about you a lot okay?! I always have cared about you! That's why I'm here, to help you!"
I would not hear anymore of his lies. I was able to work my leg up and I kneed him as hard as possible in the gut. His went wide with surprise and he felt limp against me.so I simply kicked him to the ground beside me and reaching up, grabbed the hilt of my sword.
"If you truly cared about me, Ron, then you never would have betrayed me! I saw you Ron! I saw you that.blond haired twit!" I stood. "I'll forever hate you for deceiving me! You don't deserve to live!".and tried to bring the sword down on his forehead.
Damn him! He simply rolled out of the way.
Then he jumped to his feet and holds out his hands in front of him. "Harry listen to me! Me.and Draco.that was nothing! Harry, I never meant- "
"Liar!" I snarled and slashed him hard across the face with the tip of my sword. It wasn't as deep I desired.but it will leave a mark.
"You coward, couldn't even tell me you loved me! You led me on a string, played with me, toyed with my love that I had for you, my affections! But nevermore.for I won't stand for it, now that he's came into life."
My lips curled into an evil smile.
"Voldemort gave me the love I never had, the power I've never dreamed of! He's promised me that I'll get my revenge on you.you and those other betraying muggle-lovers and mudbloods. I was so blind to you before but now.now I have opened my eyes. I see you for who and what you are now. And for your deceit, you shall pay."
He stared at me in disbelief, as if he couldn't believe what I was actually saying.
I snapped it out of it though. I simply stabbed him in his shoulder blade. He screamed in pain, fury, and fell to the ground as if a broken toy would.
My master appeared by my side.how I loved when my master was near me.and he held me close, by my waist. I could feel his love, I could see in my mind, his smile of satisfaction as he whispered, "Good my dear pet, you have done well."
A kiss, so gentle, so loving, was placed on my lips and he looked down on the pathetic mass that knelt at me feet.Ron Weasley. Then he leaned in close and whispered in my ear: "Kill him. Kill him to prove your love, your loyalty."
And I will not disobey my master. I love my master dearly, the one that has given me such love such peace in this life that was in shambles. I would do anything for my master.even kill my previous lover.
"For the love of my master," I whispered as I raised the blade far above my head.
A/N: And then there were two.more to go, that is. I am so almost through with this story. And this, yes ladies and gentlemen, all you shall receive for now. The last two chapters will be posted next week. Until then.I'll see you soon. ::Yes, this means yet ANOTHER evil cliffhanger! Bawhahahahahaha!::
Read and Review as always!
-Kamirine