Bittersweet
A/N: THE LAST CHAPTER WAS NOT HARRY'S LIFE PASSING BEFORE HIS EYES! That was just me being evil, and keeping you on the edge of your seats.
Cygnus Crux, how could Lily's experiences be a flashback of Harry's life? Confusing. It was just stuff I needed to clear up.
I had soOoOoOo much trouble writing this chapter. I hate violence, and I'm not very good at writing it. I don't really like how this turned out. Well, the next few chapters are awesome- I love writing this story!
Chapter 11: The Power of Fate
Harry jumped, and took the bullet.
Harry slammed into the ground, glancing around warily. Dumbledore was still alive. He let out a sigh of relief, and looked down at his torso.
It was not pretty. Lucius had let out a few more for good measure, and Harry had taken them- right in his stomach. Blood was coursing out of him.
He had to end this as soon as possible. People were getting hurt.
He groped for his wand, and found it. He held it up in absolute horror.
His wand was snapped cleanly in half. He couldn't use Priori Incantato to see his parents again-
Where had that thought come from?
"The battle, Harry, the battle!" he thought furiously.
Harry crouched low on the ground, gasping for air. Not knowing where he got the strength, he pulled his arm back and slammed his fist into Lucius Malfoy's face.
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Lucius touched his broken nose.
"You-you've scarred my face!" Lucius sobbed.
Harry blinked, reached over, and snatched Lucius's wand away from him. Lucius was too busy worrying about his face to care about something little like being disarmed.
Harry turned the wand. It was indeed Voldemort's. Not sure why, he pressed the wand and the remains of his broken one together.
Phoenix song filtered through the air as both wands lit on fire. But the fire did not burn Harry's hand, on the contrary, it feel cool and pleasant. The fire quickly burned out, leaving both wands intact, Harry's as good as new. He smiled. He had a chance now.
He wasn't prepared when a swift kick hit his back. With an "oof!" he dropped Voldemort's old wand. Lucius caught it deftly.
"Well, Harry, you survived it once, but I don't think you can survive it twice! Avada Kedavra!"
Harry was ready. His wand snapped up and he yelled, "K'naak!"
Hermione, still lying on the ground, blinked.
How did Harry know that old Egyptian spell....?
The two wand lights, one bright green, the other a fiery orange, collided. For the second time in his life, Harry felt the wands connect. Looking up into Lucius Malfoy's face, he saw that Lucius had no idea what was going on. Harry had no trouble, with the help of the phoenix song and the whispers of amazed encouragement around him, to push the beads of light onto Lucius's wand.
Screams echoed from the wand. Harry watched, as though far away, while images of the Ravenclaw who was murdered, Cedric Diggory, an old man, Bertha Jorkins, and his parents fell out of the wand.
The cage of light disappeared, but the wands remained connected, and the shadows stayed.
"Cedric!" a voice cried. Harry turned and saw Cho. Cedric's ghost walked to her, and held his palm up, flat. She held up her own hand, and he pressed is hand against hers, gently, so it would not pass through it. Cedric whispered under his breath. Harry tore his eyes away as Cho nodded. He couldn't watch that. It was the good bye neither of them got.
"L-Lily, J-James." A shaking, newly conscious Sirius stood on the sideline, watching the two. They smiled at him, before walking to Harry,.
~*~
Lucius Malfoy had never been more frightened in his life. What were these people doing? They were dead.
'I know what this is! If only I could remember.....' he thought wildly, 'I could stop it!'
~*~
Harry swallowed very hard as his parents approached him. His slim and beautiful mother, his muscular and handsome father stood before him, smiling, but with a sense of urgency in their eyes.
"Harry, we're proud of you, and we love you. Never forget that." Lily whispered.
Harry nodded. It was becoming harder for him to hold onto the wand, he was gripping it tightly.
James spoke next. "Break it soon, son. Cedric has told Cho what he needs to. Once you break it, Harry, you'll know what to do. Use your heritage, Harry."
Harry swallowed hard. "Mum, Dad, I l-love both of you."
They both smiled. "We love you too, Harry." Lily whispered.
"On the count of three, Harry." James's voice was full of determination.
"One, two-"
"THREE!" Harry yelled, not able to hang on for one more second. His was having trouble breathing, and his blood was still flowing out of his stomach.
Harry didn't need his wand. He crouched, and closed his eyes.
Lucius laughed to cover up his fear. "What are you doing there, Harry?"
Harry didn't answer. He was concentrating on gathering his power.
The whole field was silent, watching the exchange. Cho was smiling off to the side. She'd gotten her goodbye. Now, she would help Harry if he needed it. She thought of Harry as a brother.
Harry's aura appeared, bringing a gasp from those still conscious. It was swirls of light, red, green, gold and silver. Harry opened his eyes. They were a torrent of green, no pupils visible. He cupped his hands, and shot out a torrent of power.
It struck Lucius Malfoy squarely in the chest. He screamed horribly, and disappeared in a flash of blue light. Slowly, one by one, the Death Eaters disappeared, each of them glowing a different color, letting out blood curdling screams.
Harry grinned, though he felt exhausted. Fred and George limped over, and threw his arms over their shoulders.
"Spiffing job, really Harry-"
"Merlin's beard, Harry, that was wicked, and your stomach looks pretty bad- "
"Must you be so heroic-"
"Bloody hell Harry, where did you send those really unfashionably dressed evil people?"
Harry grinned. "Malfoy Manor. Can I pass out now?"
Fred nodded.
Harry's grin widened, and he fainted.
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Thank Yous:
Cygnus Crux- Cygnus, I appreciate your criticism, I really do. I may sound rude in the next few sentences, but I've had a bad day and a review telling me what to do was not what I needed. You are really going to far. I have no idea what a summarized narrative is, and I don't care. I'm writing the way I want to, not the way some book says I should. I have a reason for every sentence, every joke, every battle, and every flashback. No book can tell me how to write my story. I love getting reviews from you, but please don't tell me how to write this.
Freaky Leopard- Yup, thirty-five chapters. Information about the sequels will be in the last chapter.
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A/N: Dilemma! I don't know what to call the sequel! I want to do either "Circle of Trust" or "Failed Blessings". I know year seven is going to be called "Blood Rush" and the post-Hogwarts follow up will be "The World as We Don't Know It".
Vote! What do you want the sequel to be called?
Circle of Trust
Failed Blessings
Lots of Love,
Merusa
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A/N: THE LAST CHAPTER WAS NOT HARRY'S LIFE PASSING BEFORE HIS EYES! That was just me being evil, and keeping you on the edge of your seats.
Cygnus Crux, how could Lily's experiences be a flashback of Harry's life? Confusing. It was just stuff I needed to clear up.
I had soOoOoOo much trouble writing this chapter. I hate violence, and I'm not very good at writing it. I don't really like how this turned out. Well, the next few chapters are awesome- I love writing this story!
Chapter 11: The Power of Fate
Harry jumped, and took the bullet.
Harry slammed into the ground, glancing around warily. Dumbledore was still alive. He let out a sigh of relief, and looked down at his torso.
It was not pretty. Lucius had let out a few more for good measure, and Harry had taken them- right in his stomach. Blood was coursing out of him.
He had to end this as soon as possible. People were getting hurt.
He groped for his wand, and found it. He held it up in absolute horror.
His wand was snapped cleanly in half. He couldn't use Priori Incantato to see his parents again-
Where had that thought come from?
"The battle, Harry, the battle!" he thought furiously.
Harry crouched low on the ground, gasping for air. Not knowing where he got the strength, he pulled his arm back and slammed his fist into Lucius Malfoy's face.
~*~
Lucius touched his broken nose.
"You-you've scarred my face!" Lucius sobbed.
Harry blinked, reached over, and snatched Lucius's wand away from him. Lucius was too busy worrying about his face to care about something little like being disarmed.
Harry turned the wand. It was indeed Voldemort's. Not sure why, he pressed the wand and the remains of his broken one together.
Phoenix song filtered through the air as both wands lit on fire. But the fire did not burn Harry's hand, on the contrary, it feel cool and pleasant. The fire quickly burned out, leaving both wands intact, Harry's as good as new. He smiled. He had a chance now.
He wasn't prepared when a swift kick hit his back. With an "oof!" he dropped Voldemort's old wand. Lucius caught it deftly.
"Well, Harry, you survived it once, but I don't think you can survive it twice! Avada Kedavra!"
Harry was ready. His wand snapped up and he yelled, "K'naak!"
Hermione, still lying on the ground, blinked.
How did Harry know that old Egyptian spell....?
The two wand lights, one bright green, the other a fiery orange, collided. For the second time in his life, Harry felt the wands connect. Looking up into Lucius Malfoy's face, he saw that Lucius had no idea what was going on. Harry had no trouble, with the help of the phoenix song and the whispers of amazed encouragement around him, to push the beads of light onto Lucius's wand.
Screams echoed from the wand. Harry watched, as though far away, while images of the Ravenclaw who was murdered, Cedric Diggory, an old man, Bertha Jorkins, and his parents fell out of the wand.
The cage of light disappeared, but the wands remained connected, and the shadows stayed.
"Cedric!" a voice cried. Harry turned and saw Cho. Cedric's ghost walked to her, and held his palm up, flat. She held up her own hand, and he pressed is hand against hers, gently, so it would not pass through it. Cedric whispered under his breath. Harry tore his eyes away as Cho nodded. He couldn't watch that. It was the good bye neither of them got.
"L-Lily, J-James." A shaking, newly conscious Sirius stood on the sideline, watching the two. They smiled at him, before walking to Harry,.
~*~
Lucius Malfoy had never been more frightened in his life. What were these people doing? They were dead.
'I know what this is! If only I could remember.....' he thought wildly, 'I could stop it!'
~*~
Harry swallowed very hard as his parents approached him. His slim and beautiful mother, his muscular and handsome father stood before him, smiling, but with a sense of urgency in their eyes.
"Harry, we're proud of you, and we love you. Never forget that." Lily whispered.
Harry nodded. It was becoming harder for him to hold onto the wand, he was gripping it tightly.
James spoke next. "Break it soon, son. Cedric has told Cho what he needs to. Once you break it, Harry, you'll know what to do. Use your heritage, Harry."
Harry swallowed hard. "Mum, Dad, I l-love both of you."
They both smiled. "We love you too, Harry." Lily whispered.
"On the count of three, Harry." James's voice was full of determination.
"One, two-"
"THREE!" Harry yelled, not able to hang on for one more second. His was having trouble breathing, and his blood was still flowing out of his stomach.
Harry didn't need his wand. He crouched, and closed his eyes.
Lucius laughed to cover up his fear. "What are you doing there, Harry?"
Harry didn't answer. He was concentrating on gathering his power.
The whole field was silent, watching the exchange. Cho was smiling off to the side. She'd gotten her goodbye. Now, she would help Harry if he needed it. She thought of Harry as a brother.
Harry's aura appeared, bringing a gasp from those still conscious. It was swirls of light, red, green, gold and silver. Harry opened his eyes. They were a torrent of green, no pupils visible. He cupped his hands, and shot out a torrent of power.
It struck Lucius Malfoy squarely in the chest. He screamed horribly, and disappeared in a flash of blue light. Slowly, one by one, the Death Eaters disappeared, each of them glowing a different color, letting out blood curdling screams.
Harry grinned, though he felt exhausted. Fred and George limped over, and threw his arms over their shoulders.
"Spiffing job, really Harry-"
"Merlin's beard, Harry, that was wicked, and your stomach looks pretty bad- "
"Must you be so heroic-"
"Bloody hell Harry, where did you send those really unfashionably dressed evil people?"
Harry grinned. "Malfoy Manor. Can I pass out now?"
Fred nodded.
Harry's grin widened, and he fainted.
~*~
Thank Yous:
Cygnus Crux- Cygnus, I appreciate your criticism, I really do. I may sound rude in the next few sentences, but I've had a bad day and a review telling me what to do was not what I needed. You are really going to far. I have no idea what a summarized narrative is, and I don't care. I'm writing the way I want to, not the way some book says I should. I have a reason for every sentence, every joke, every battle, and every flashback. No book can tell me how to write my story. I love getting reviews from you, but please don't tell me how to write this.
Freaky Leopard- Yup, thirty-five chapters. Information about the sequels will be in the last chapter.
~*~
A/N: Dilemma! I don't know what to call the sequel! I want to do either "Circle of Trust" or "Failed Blessings". I know year seven is going to be called "Blood Rush" and the post-Hogwarts follow up will be "The World as We Don't Know It".
Vote! What do you want the sequel to be called?
Circle of Trust
Failed Blessings
Lots of Love,
Merusa
***ATTENTION ALL READERS***
Join Parvati's Gossip!
If you want to receive emails when I post new chapters, leave your email address in your reviews.
Cheers!