A/N: I'm writing this while listening to the Moulin Rouge soundtrack, so let's hope that too much fluff and sex doesn't come out as a result. (As an afternote… it didn't. In fact, the chapter is quite dark…) I'm not saying that there's anything *wrong* with sex… but this just isn't a sex story. For that you should read my story, Naked Man in a Trench Coat, or Angeldx14's The Things We'll Never Say. (I plugged you Princess Anna, Yay!) The theme song is "Hemorrhage (In My Hands)", by Fuel. I've used that song before in Hemorrhage, but it fits here too. =^_^=
Disclaimer: I own the plotline, Mirrors, and a few OC's. If you wish to use any of this, or archive this story, then please ask me first. Everything that you recognize belongs to JKR.Hemorrhage (In My Hands), by Fuel
Memories
are just where you laid them
Dragging the waters till the depths give up their dead
What did you expect to find?
Was it something you left behind?
Don't you remember anything I said when I said,
[Chorus:]
Don't fall away and leave me to myself
Don't fall away and leave love bleeding in my hands, in my hands again
And leave love bleeding in my hands, in my hands
Love lies bleeding
Oh hold me now I feel contagious
Am I the only place that you've left to go?
She cries her life is like
Some movie in black and white
Dead actors faking lines, over and over and over again she cries
[Chorus]
And I watched as you turned away
You don't remember, but I do
You never even tried
Don't fall away and leave me to myself
Don't fall away and leave love bleeding in my hands, in my hands again
Leave love bleeding in my hands, in my hands again
Leave love bleeding in my hands, in my hands again, oh
"No… Harry… you must be joking! Please tell me you're joking!"
"Sorry, Mudblood, Potter is not joking in the least."
Harry turned to find a short cloaked and masked figure with a familiar voice standing behind him, twirling his wand in his hand.
"So, Potter, should I kill your friends while you watch, or should I just give you all slow and painful deaths at once? Either way it sounds quite enjoyable."
Harry pointed his wand at the Death Eater and backed away to shield his friends from any attacks.
"Brave, Potter. Just like your Mudblood bitch of a mother. Of course, you know where her bravery got her."
Harry glared at the dark wizard, absolutely livid. Before he could fire a curse, a tall, inhuman creature stepped into the compartment. He had long ebony hair, large obsidian eyes with no whites, and olive skin. He had a black scarf tied around his head, a black tattoo of a crow on his left cheek, long, sharp black fingernails that looked more like talons, and immense wings covered with black feathers. He was wearing tight black leather pants, a sword with a crow made of onyx on the handle, sheathed in a midnight blue scabbard that had the word "Requiem" engraved on it, and black archer boots. He wore no shirt, revealing perfectly sculpted muscles and beautiful tan skin.
Harry stared open-mouthed as the creature spoke with a voice dripping in malevolence.
"You are not to harm him Wormtail. Your Master's orders are to kill his friends and then bring the boy to him."
"But… but, Lord Damien…" sputtered Wormtail.
"Be careful not to invoke my wrath, Rat!" thundered "Lord Damien," laying a hand on his sword. "You would do well to do as I say."
"Y-yes, Your Darkness…" replied the Animagus, shakily.
Peter then pointed his wand at Ginny, who was only halfway behind Harry.
"AVADA KEDAVRA!"
"NOOOOO!!!!!" screamed Harry, jumping to the side and knocking Ginny to the ground, just as the green light shot forward and hit him square in the chest.
"HARRY!" screamed the Weasleys and Hermione, bursting into tears as Harry's lifeless form sank to the ground.
"YOU INSOLENT FOOL!" screeched Damien at the Death Eater. "Forget the others. Take the boy's body and leave *now*."
"NO! I won't let you take him!" shouted Ron, through his tears. "He's dead now, what else can you do to him? You damn well got what you wanted, now leave him alone!"
"RICTUSEMPRA!"
The curse thrown by the winged creatures hand was so powerful that it hit all three of Harry's friends and sent them slamming into the wall.
Wormtail then picked Harry's body up off the floor and apparated with Damien. Suddenly, light appeared again on the train.
"But… how? You can't apparate onto or off of the Hogwart's Express! I read it in Hogwarts, a History!" cried Hermione, crawling to the middle of the compartment where Ron and Ginny had moved to after recovering from being thrown into the wall.
Ron gathered both his girlfriend and younger sister into his arms and rocked them back and forth, trying to comfort them as well as himself.
At that moment, the twins burst into the compartment.
"Are you all okay? …Where's Harry?"
Ginny's wails grew louder as Ron managed to choke out, "Wormtail… he killed him… Harry took the Killing Curse for Ginny… and then the bloody heartless bastards took his body!"
Ron tried to curb his sobs, but the effort was futile. The twins paled considerably joined their siblings and friend on the floor.
"Who else did we lose?" asked Hermione.
"As far as we know, Colin Creevey, Dean Thomas, and Persephone Clearwater. Persephone was a first year; Percy's girlfriend's little sister…" replied George, shakily.
"We still have the bodies… at least we can give them a decent burial…" added Fred.
Katie Bell, the Head Girl, then poked her head in the door.
"They're all gone. I'm going around taking a count of the dead and wounded. Did we lose anyone in here?" she asked, solemnly.
"Harry…" said Ginny, quietly.
Katie's blue eyes widened and her face went white as she stammered, "H-H-Harry Potter?"
The twins nodded gravely.
"Dear Merlin… that's four dead and six that are badly-wounded. Those… creatures… were using swords. Poor Justin Finch-Fletchley… he was under the Cruciatus Curse for so long…"
"No… how is he?" asked George, fear and sympathy overtaking his deep brown orbs.
"Barely coherent… drooling… doesn't even know his name. All those injured are killed were Muggle-born, except Harry… and that… *Malfoy* wasn't helping any," replied Katie, spitting out Draco's name as if it were poison.
"He kept laughing and ranting about Mudbloods getting what they deserved…"
Katie wiped a tear away and left to confer with the Head Boy, to make sure the body count was final and accurate.
By the time the train stopped at Hogwarts, even the Slytherins weren't completely dry-eyed. Surprisingly, Draco didn't even taunt the remainder of the Gryffindor Trio about losing Harry.
As soon as the carriages reached Hogwarts, Professor McGonagall rushed the uninjured into the Great Hall, while Professor Snape conjured stretchers and transported the casualties to the Hospital Wing.
"We have suffered great loss today. Four of our number are gone forever. Harry Potter, whose body was stolen, took the Killing Curse for his friend," announced Dumbledore.
"It's all my fault… I shouldn't have let him knock me out of the way… I should be dead, not him," sobbed Ginny, in Fred's arms.
"Shhh…" said her brother, hold her in his lap and stroking her copper-colored curls. "It's not your fault. Harry would have sacrificed himself for any of us… he was a true Gryffindor, Gin… a *true* Gryffindor…"
Dumbledore swallowed the large lump that had formed in his throat, and continued.
"The deaths of Misters Colin Creevey and Dean Thomas were noble beyond words, and much too graphic to relate to you… Miss Clearwater was hit with the Killing Curse. Kerstan Morgan, Angelina Johnson, Terry Boot, Natalie McDonald, Dylan Goodwin, and Hannah Abbott are currently in the Hospital Wing with substantial injuries. Justin Finch-Fletchley will soon be transported to St. Mungo's. Almost every house lost someone tonight. I tell you all of this because I believe that you have the right to know what has happened to your schoolmates.
The old man took off his golden half-moon glasses to clean the mist that was beginning to form on them and spoke again.
"Classes are canceled until next week in memory and respect for those who are no longer with us. A memorial service for the dead will be held tomorrow at noon, by the lake. Everyone who wishes to pay his or her respects should attend this service. The funerals will be arranged by the families.
"These are dark times indeed, and war is brewing. Voldemort is most definitely back in power. I *beg* of you to please take caution. No one is to leave the grounds without permission. The Forbidden Forest is *off* limit and *all* students are to be in their common rooms by seven o'clock at night. Anyone who disobeys these rules will suffer *severe* consequences, and possibly even expulsion. You will be escorted to each of your classes by a professor. Speaking of professors, I am proud to announce that your new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor is the renowned Auror, Miss Veronica Lucien."
The students clapped lightly as Dumbledore gestured to a pretty woman with long brunette hair, large almond-shaped chocolate-colored eyes, and golden skin, dressed in heavy crimson robes. Professor Lucien gave a small wave and somber smile, as Professor Dumbledore concluded his speech.
"Please, try to carry on with your lives as normally as possible. It would be an insult to the dead if we stopped living merely because they did. We must continue to love our lives, because they are unable to. The first years will now be sorted."
As Professor McGonagall picked up the tattered, old Sorting Hat and started calling the terrified first year's names out, Hermione turned to the Head Girl.
"Katie… h-how were Colin and Dean killed? Please tell me, no matter how horrible it is…"
Katie looked at up the younger girl, her eyes red and swollen from crying, and said with difficulty, "Dean's… throat was cut, and Colin's… his… heart was cut out… Oh *GODS* it was so horrible…"
Katie began to cry gain Hermione, Ron, and Ginny took on a green tinge and tears formed in their eyes for the umpteenth time that evening.
"Merlin…"
A/N: Please don't hate me! A lot of things I hadn't planned before hand happened in this chapter! And I know it's dark, but it's necessary for the plot. Please review! And please refrain from flaming me about Harry… not everything is as it seems! So stick around! Those of you who wish to be added to my mailing list, please let me know! COOKIE TIME!
Lady of the Dark: I'm glad you like cliffies… this story will probably be chock full of them. I have one planned for the next chappy too! Thanks for the birthday wish!
Lady Prongs: I killed Colin just for you! (Before I had been debating putting him on the death list…) You were already on my ML… do you perhaps have a different email address than the one in your profile? I hope you get this update email!
Angeldx14: I'm so glad all of you like cliffies! They're so much fun! Did you see my Princess Anna plug? =^_^= Thanks for the birthday wish and update The Things We'll Never Say! Hurry! Love ya babe!