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Abandoned - chapter 18 (!!!!!!!!)
Harry gasped as he saw who it was, even though he had sort of been expecting it. Professor Trelawney was standing directly behind Harry with a length of rope in her hands.
"You never do anything that you're told to do! Can't even stay unconscious long enough for me to tie you up!"
Harry spluttered incoherently for a few seconds before saying "Why?" Ok, not very original, but it was the best he could manage under the circumstances.
Professor Trelwaney pulled up the sleeve of her robes, revealing the dark mark, tattooed on her arm. "If you had kept your bloody empathy to yourself this wouldn't have been necessary. As it is, I have Dumbledore breathing own my neck, and a furious dark lord out for my blood because I was discovered."
"you're a deatheater! But, then, why did he capture you when he did the rest of us?"
"That filthy wormtail wasn't the only spy you know! I was placed in that school just before my master came into power all those years ago. I was to pose as an incompetent divination teacher. Appear eccentric, dippy. That way Dumbledore would feel sorry for me and I could observe from afar."
Harry looked at her furiously.
"Unfortunately, I had a vision about you just before you were born. Usually I am able to ensure that I am alone before I get a vision but that came so fast I couldn't get away from Dumbledore in time. The Dark Lord decided that I was to be punished. Due to various circumstances, he waited. His opportunity came when he attacked Hogwarts."
"But - why did he let you escape?"
"He didn't LET me escape. I was freed. Now I have the perfect cover - who would suspect someone who had been captured and tortured? I was to use my position as teacher to spy on you! You think the only protection here is a faulty floo alarm! No. Only a select group of people are actually able to enter this house without a direct link to the aurors being activated!"
Harry backed away from the mad looking woman. She was clearly an excellent actress. Pretending to be incompetent, developing bizarre eccentricities like predicting student deaths - and not once being suspected by anybody!
The woman lifted Harry's wand and snapped it. She then lifted her own and held it up to Harry. "Go to the fireplace."
"No." if he was going to die today, there was no way that He was gonna let Voldemort use him to kill others.
"Get into the fireplace!"
"No." Maybe, she couldn't take him out of the house without his say so. Otherwise, he would be dead already.
"Crucio." Harry fell to the floor, the agony that the cruciatus curse causes flooding his body. Eventually the curse was lifted. "Get in there now!" Trelawney barked at Harry
Harry stood. Looking around the room for a potential weapon. There was a groan from Sirius. He was awake. His eyes widened as he looked around at Harry and Trelawney. He struggled with his bonds.
Trelawney seemed overcome with sudden inspiration. She pointed her wand at Sirius. "The Fireplace now!"
Harry froze. She wouldn't..
"Crucio" Harry dived in front of the curse. It hit him full in the chest.
"No!" Sirius shouted. Trelawney smiled cruelly at Harry seemingly enjoying holding him under the curse. When it was eventually lifted Harry was shaking badly. "Harry, I will ask you one more time. Get in there or he dies!"
She strode over to Harry and yanked him to his feet. Harry staggered in the direction of the fireplace. Sirius stood between them and the fireplace. He was in dog form - apparently how he had managed to escape from the ropes. He transformed back into a man as Harry approached, and extended his arms around the boy, keeping him upright. "We are not going anywhere. Put the wand down."
"I don't think so."
Sirius sat Harry in a chair and stood his ground. Harry watched them argue, knowing that if the lost Sirius, that was it. He didn't care anymore. Professor Trelawney raised her wand, and as though seeing it on slow motion Harry stood, grabbed a random object off the shelf behind him and threw it, with all his strength at Trelawney.
She crumpled to the floor and the flash of green light missed Sirius, shattering a window to his right. Sirius dashed over to the woman and took her wand. He then called Harry over to help him tie her up.
Harry shakily walked over to her and using her rope bound her tightly. Sirius was talking to someone over the fireplace. He then crouched next to Harry and put his arm around one of his shoulders, whilst using the other to pick up the object that harry had thrown at her.
The black dog glistened with her blood. "It may not be a very imaginative piece of transfiguration, but as a weapon - very original." Sirius said.
Harrry forced a smile. At that moment Dumbledore and several others came bursting into the room through the fireplace. Minerva McGonnagal glared at the unconscious form and Dumbledore, alternately.
"Are you both alright?" Dumbledore asked.
"Yeah, we are now, Harry was hit twice by the cruciatus curse though."
"Do you want to come back to Hogwarts with us?"
"No. I want to spend some time with my Godson." Sirius paused ass Dumbledore nodded, then thoughtfully said "Albus?"
"Yes."
"please don't employ anymore deatheaters. Otherwise, I may have to kill you." Sirius said this in a slightly humorous way, but Harry could feel the anger still coursing through Sirius.
"I am truly sorry that you two have been through so much. But you have to realise that -" He was interrupted by Lupin's enterence.
"I heard what happened. Is everyone alright?!"
"Yes." Sirius said, still holding Harry protectively. Remus looked at the object in Sirius's hand.
"Finally found a use for the thing then?"
"It saved my life."
Trelawney was waking up. She glared at Harry. Dumbledore and McGonnagall dragged her from the house. Mc Gonagall looking particularly smug, as she held her wand to the woman's head.
Once everyone had gone, Sirius and Remus took Harry gently up to his room. Harry sat on the side of his bed.
"Get some sleep Harry, you'll feel better." Sirius said. He and Remus turned, about to leave. All of the restraint Harry had been holding himself together with since his capture, his efforts to pretend it had never happened collapsed. He let out a dry sob. The two men spun round. Sitting either side of him, they held him comfortingly. Harry cried.
In between sobs, he told his story. He told them everything that had been done to him. About all of his pitiful attempts to escape. The taunts the deatheaters used. How he had felt relieved when Volddemort had tried to kill him, glad that it was finally over.
Even when Harry had stopped crying the three of them just sat, rocking slowly as the hours ticked by.
*
When Saturday came around and Sirius had his party, Harry was certainly ready for some merriment. Harry, Hermione and the four youngest Weasley children had fun playing quidditch outside, before going inside and testing some Weasley 'joke' products on the two marauders.
Ron had decided that they should have suspected Trelawney ages ago because of her fascination with death. Hermione insisted that she had known there was something wrong which is why she dropped the subject in the first place. Not finding this very helpful, Harry took Ginny into the garden and they sat back happily watching the sunset, while Ginny filled him in on her activities since the school was split up, looking forward to September, when they could start back at Hogwarts.
Ginny and Harry kissed as the sun disappeared under the trees.
EPILOGUE:
Everyone clapped as Harry cut his birthday cake; he was 16 years old. Harry had got 11 OWLS, impressive when the turbulent year was considered.
Voldemort had kept a low profile - Dumbledore thought that he was probably trying to amass another army of deatheaters. As a result, Harry and Sirius had known stability, had been able to properly relax.
Trelawney's premonition had not come to pass. Now Harry was 16, he hoped (and yes he knew he was being naive) that Voldemort would back off now that there was no urgent 'threat' from Harry.
As Harry passed the first slice of cake to his godfather he smiled. He had waited 15 years for this. And he was not going to waste a single second of it.
A/N Wow! Finally finished! Now I need to decide what to write next.
Thanks to everyone who reviewed! I can't believe I have so many now!
Crazyfriendsfan: yeah - uh oh
Epholge - thankx
John - thank you
Lil Lupin - I look forward to reading it!
Jpalmgren - take a pill buddy.
Katani Petitdra - have reviewed as quickly as poss. Please don't turn my pillow into rocks!
Themidnightangel - horror!
Centra-gal86 - thank you for reviewing! I'm sure the floo regulation panel are trembling.
Abandoned - chapter 18 (!!!!!!!!)
Harry gasped as he saw who it was, even though he had sort of been expecting it. Professor Trelawney was standing directly behind Harry with a length of rope in her hands.
"You never do anything that you're told to do! Can't even stay unconscious long enough for me to tie you up!"
Harry spluttered incoherently for a few seconds before saying "Why?" Ok, not very original, but it was the best he could manage under the circumstances.
Professor Trelwaney pulled up the sleeve of her robes, revealing the dark mark, tattooed on her arm. "If you had kept your bloody empathy to yourself this wouldn't have been necessary. As it is, I have Dumbledore breathing own my neck, and a furious dark lord out for my blood because I was discovered."
"you're a deatheater! But, then, why did he capture you when he did the rest of us?"
"That filthy wormtail wasn't the only spy you know! I was placed in that school just before my master came into power all those years ago. I was to pose as an incompetent divination teacher. Appear eccentric, dippy. That way Dumbledore would feel sorry for me and I could observe from afar."
Harry looked at her furiously.
"Unfortunately, I had a vision about you just before you were born. Usually I am able to ensure that I am alone before I get a vision but that came so fast I couldn't get away from Dumbledore in time. The Dark Lord decided that I was to be punished. Due to various circumstances, he waited. His opportunity came when he attacked Hogwarts."
"But - why did he let you escape?"
"He didn't LET me escape. I was freed. Now I have the perfect cover - who would suspect someone who had been captured and tortured? I was to use my position as teacher to spy on you! You think the only protection here is a faulty floo alarm! No. Only a select group of people are actually able to enter this house without a direct link to the aurors being activated!"
Harry backed away from the mad looking woman. She was clearly an excellent actress. Pretending to be incompetent, developing bizarre eccentricities like predicting student deaths - and not once being suspected by anybody!
The woman lifted Harry's wand and snapped it. She then lifted her own and held it up to Harry. "Go to the fireplace."
"No." if he was going to die today, there was no way that He was gonna let Voldemort use him to kill others.
"Get into the fireplace!"
"No." Maybe, she couldn't take him out of the house without his say so. Otherwise, he would be dead already.
"Crucio." Harry fell to the floor, the agony that the cruciatus curse causes flooding his body. Eventually the curse was lifted. "Get in there now!" Trelawney barked at Harry
Harry stood. Looking around the room for a potential weapon. There was a groan from Sirius. He was awake. His eyes widened as he looked around at Harry and Trelawney. He struggled with his bonds.
Trelawney seemed overcome with sudden inspiration. She pointed her wand at Sirius. "The Fireplace now!"
Harry froze. She wouldn't..
"Crucio" Harry dived in front of the curse. It hit him full in the chest.
"No!" Sirius shouted. Trelawney smiled cruelly at Harry seemingly enjoying holding him under the curse. When it was eventually lifted Harry was shaking badly. "Harry, I will ask you one more time. Get in there or he dies!"
She strode over to Harry and yanked him to his feet. Harry staggered in the direction of the fireplace. Sirius stood between them and the fireplace. He was in dog form - apparently how he had managed to escape from the ropes. He transformed back into a man as Harry approached, and extended his arms around the boy, keeping him upright. "We are not going anywhere. Put the wand down."
"I don't think so."
Sirius sat Harry in a chair and stood his ground. Harry watched them argue, knowing that if the lost Sirius, that was it. He didn't care anymore. Professor Trelawney raised her wand, and as though seeing it on slow motion Harry stood, grabbed a random object off the shelf behind him and threw it, with all his strength at Trelawney.
She crumpled to the floor and the flash of green light missed Sirius, shattering a window to his right. Sirius dashed over to the woman and took her wand. He then called Harry over to help him tie her up.
Harry shakily walked over to her and using her rope bound her tightly. Sirius was talking to someone over the fireplace. He then crouched next to Harry and put his arm around one of his shoulders, whilst using the other to pick up the object that harry had thrown at her.
The black dog glistened with her blood. "It may not be a very imaginative piece of transfiguration, but as a weapon - very original." Sirius said.
Harrry forced a smile. At that moment Dumbledore and several others came bursting into the room through the fireplace. Minerva McGonnagal glared at the unconscious form and Dumbledore, alternately.
"Are you both alright?" Dumbledore asked.
"Yeah, we are now, Harry was hit twice by the cruciatus curse though."
"Do you want to come back to Hogwarts with us?"
"No. I want to spend some time with my Godson." Sirius paused ass Dumbledore nodded, then thoughtfully said "Albus?"
"Yes."
"please don't employ anymore deatheaters. Otherwise, I may have to kill you." Sirius said this in a slightly humorous way, but Harry could feel the anger still coursing through Sirius.
"I am truly sorry that you two have been through so much. But you have to realise that -" He was interrupted by Lupin's enterence.
"I heard what happened. Is everyone alright?!"
"Yes." Sirius said, still holding Harry protectively. Remus looked at the object in Sirius's hand.
"Finally found a use for the thing then?"
"It saved my life."
Trelawney was waking up. She glared at Harry. Dumbledore and McGonnagall dragged her from the house. Mc Gonagall looking particularly smug, as she held her wand to the woman's head.
Once everyone had gone, Sirius and Remus took Harry gently up to his room. Harry sat on the side of his bed.
"Get some sleep Harry, you'll feel better." Sirius said. He and Remus turned, about to leave. All of the restraint Harry had been holding himself together with since his capture, his efforts to pretend it had never happened collapsed. He let out a dry sob. The two men spun round. Sitting either side of him, they held him comfortingly. Harry cried.
In between sobs, he told his story. He told them everything that had been done to him. About all of his pitiful attempts to escape. The taunts the deatheaters used. How he had felt relieved when Volddemort had tried to kill him, glad that it was finally over.
Even when Harry had stopped crying the three of them just sat, rocking slowly as the hours ticked by.
*
When Saturday came around and Sirius had his party, Harry was certainly ready for some merriment. Harry, Hermione and the four youngest Weasley children had fun playing quidditch outside, before going inside and testing some Weasley 'joke' products on the two marauders.
Ron had decided that they should have suspected Trelawney ages ago because of her fascination with death. Hermione insisted that she had known there was something wrong which is why she dropped the subject in the first place. Not finding this very helpful, Harry took Ginny into the garden and they sat back happily watching the sunset, while Ginny filled him in on her activities since the school was split up, looking forward to September, when they could start back at Hogwarts.
Ginny and Harry kissed as the sun disappeared under the trees.
EPILOGUE:
Everyone clapped as Harry cut his birthday cake; he was 16 years old. Harry had got 11 OWLS, impressive when the turbulent year was considered.
Voldemort had kept a low profile - Dumbledore thought that he was probably trying to amass another army of deatheaters. As a result, Harry and Sirius had known stability, had been able to properly relax.
Trelawney's premonition had not come to pass. Now Harry was 16, he hoped (and yes he knew he was being naive) that Voldemort would back off now that there was no urgent 'threat' from Harry.
As Harry passed the first slice of cake to his godfather he smiled. He had waited 15 years for this. And he was not going to waste a single second of it.
A/N Wow! Finally finished! Now I need to decide what to write next.