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chapter 12 Wooo!! You guys are the best!
Harry Potter and His Fifth Year
(Unlucky) Chapter 13 Halloween
"Welcome Harry."
"Not again," Harry said opening his eyes to a place that seemed so familiar, but the Dursleys never took him anywhere.
"Tonight is a special night Harry. Know why?" Harry didn't respond. "In five minutes, fourteen years ago, I killed your parents at this very place." He waved his hand to ruins, which were illuminated by a full moon. Harry's eyes widened. "And since this little village, Godric's Hollow, was were my down fall was, I'm gonna make my appearance to wizards tonight by destroying it!"
"No you can't!" Harry cried out.
"Shut up! But I'll leave your old house alone just for you. Morsmordre!" The Dark Mark rose above the old Potter house, underneath it read, 'Happy Anniversary.'
Then, hundreds of Death Eaters appeared. "My loyal Death Eaters, you know what to do. Leave nothing undestroyed. Kill everyone in your way. GO!"
Chaos erupted before Harry's eyes. Just before it was burned, the giant clock read 12 o' clock. Harry, forcefully due to the spell by Voldemort, followed Voldemort around. Buildings exploded, people screamed, and Dark Marks were lighting up the sky.
Before his eyes, Voldemort killed countless wizards and witches, torturing them every way possible. Harry tried to block everything out but to no avail.
Hours later, Ministry wizards finally came on the scene. "You-Know- Who is back!" one of them yelled before Voldemort killed him in a flash of green.
After a few more murders, Voldemort grabbed a Death Eater and touched the tattoo on the arm. Harry heard a chorus of voices, "MORSMORDRE!" before the fiery scene disappeared.
Harry awoke expecting to be in bed. Harry was wrong. He found himself in a dark cave. "Well Harry, you didn't expect for me to let you leave when the party has only just started."
Harry started breathing hard. 'This is it. He's going to kill me.'
"I know what you're thinking Harry. One drawback to this spell is that I can do everything to you but kill you." Harry sighed. Voldemort his eyes narrowed his eyes. "Crucio! Just because I can't kill you doesn't mean I won't put you an inch from death!" With a flick of his wand the curse lifted, Harry still lay on the ground twitching. "Did you have a good summer Harry? I heard your uncle beat you up. Wonder how that happening?"
Even with his scar throbbing and body shaking, Harry lifted his head up. "What do you mean?" He asked shakily.
"Your uncle was too afraid of Dumbledore, your godfather, any wizard in fact to place a hand on you. So, he needed a little push. Since your relatives' house is well protected, my Death Eaters and I can't touch you at all, so we made your uncle do it for us. We placed him under the Imperius Curse. He didn't fight at all. We just had to tell him once and he did it."
"But Dumbledore would have known if Dark Magic was going on at the Dursley house . . ."
"We performed the spell away from Dumbledore's protection and even your Secret-Keeper . . ."
"Secret-Keeper!?"
"DON'T INTERRUPT ME! CRUCIO!" Voldemort smiled as Harry's cries of pain filled the air. "Harry doesn't even know he has a Secret-Keeper. Well, we performed the spell away from the protection of both. I had a Death Eater stay close to the house to make that Muggle do what we wanted. It was quite fun." Harry's scar was hurting so badly it took a lot of strength not to throw up in front of Voldemort again.
"Excuse me, my Lord, I know you didn't want to be disturbed but we made it on the Early Prophet. They're scared."
"Thank you Snape."
Harry lifted his head. 'Snape?' "Professor Snape? Help me. Please Professor . . ."
Snape turned his head toward Harry. "You may leave now," Voldemort said. Snape bowed and left. "CRUCIO! Your professor won't help you Potter! He works for me now." Voldemort pointed his wand at Harry making him levitate. In a quick movement, he pointed the wand to a wall. Following the movement, Harry's body hit the wall. He crumpled to the ground. "Crucio!" It went on like this for a while before, "Oh, look at the time. I have to send you back. Pity, I was just warming up. Goodbye Harry. Happy Anniversary."
The scene disappeared from Harry's blurry vision and the next thing he remembered was seeing his bed before blacking out.
Maybe I should just leave it here and add Chapter 13 part B in another month . . .
J/k, I'm not that mean (you guys are just lucky that I just heard my favorite Harry Potter song The Chamber of Secrets and I'm in a good mood : ) )
"Harry please wake up. Please."
"Leave him alone Hermione. He's being stupid again . . ."
"Shut up Ron!" Harry . . ." Harry groaned and his eyes fluttered open. "Oh Harry."
"Ugh . . ." Harry groaned. He was still shaking although his scar wasn't hurting as much. It felt like Harry had caught a bad case of the stomach flu. The picture of a chaotic Godric's Hollow made Harry very nauseous.
Stumbling half blind, (he didn't put his glasses on) he made it to the bathroom and threw up. Hermione had followed him and winced as she heard him retch. She got on her knees and soothingly rubbed his back. After a few minutes, he sat back on his haunches very pale.
Hermione looked over her friend. There were dry bloodstains on his swollen fingers. Also, scratches and bruises that weren't there before. 'The shaking,' she thought, 'is just like the after effects of the Cruciatus Curse . . .' "Oh my gosh! You-Know-Who, he called you last night. Didn't he?"
Harry's dead eyes flew up to hers before they looked away. Shakily he got up, "It's none of your concern." He went to the sink to brush his teeth.
"Yes it is my concern, you're my friend . . ."
"I don't have any friends!" he yelled in a hoarse voice. Then he leaned against the wall holding his head in pain. "Not again." He opened his eyes finding himself still in the bathroom. "I hate you Voldemort," he mumbled shoving Ron out of the way. He continued to rub his scar as he made his way back to the bed and put his glasses on.
Ron went over to his bed and grabbed a newspaper. "Hey Potter look what made the headlines," he sneered throwing the paper at Harry.
The picture alone made Harry's stomach churn. Under the picture of dead bodies and Dark Marks read:
YOU-KNOW-WHO BACK!
October 31st, it has been 14 years since Harry Potter, the Boy Who Lived, made You-Know-Who disappear and rid the wizarding world of its most feared Dark Lord. Or did he? Last night around midnight, You-Know-Who and his Death Eaters attacked Godric's Hollow. Nothing was left untouched except the ruins of the old Potter house where James and Lily Potter met their demise. Above the ruins was a Dark Mark with 'Happy Anniversary' written underneath. A cruel joke or a secret message? Could Harry Potter and You-Know-Who have teamed up since Harry was young? Was last night a celebration that they fooled everyone into thinking You-Know-Who was gone? Mr. Fudges says that Harry Potter will be taken under custody and will have a trial for the possible murders and plotting to murder a total of 378 Muggles, 105 magical folk including 18 Ministry officials and destroying 11 villages. Last night confirmed that You-Know-Who is back and worst that ever.
Harry dropped the paper, which was suddenly engulfed by flames. His face was ghost white tinged with green. He backed away from the small fire until he sat on his bed. "A trial? I killed 483 people . . . teamed up with Voldemort? A trial . . ."
Hermione looked close to tears and Ron had an evil smirk on his face. Then, Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall, Professor Snape, Mr. Fudge, two ministry wizards, and a very large black dog all came into the dorm room arguing (in Sirius' case growling.)
"I have to take him in Dumbledore especially since all of last years happenings. His story is getting more unbelievable by the moment. I have to take him! The Prophet said . . ."
"You idiot! That's what Voldemort wants. If you put Harry in Azkaban, it'll give Voldemort the free chance to destroy everything. He has Death Eaters at the Prophet writing that crap about Harry. They're there to place those thoughts in your mind! If you put Harry away you might as well call yourself a Death Eater," Snape growled.
Fudge glared at Snape. "Me a Death Eater? Ha! You don't want to take him in because one of your leaders will in Azkaban. Death Eaters at the Prophet what a lie that is! I oversee everyone who comes in. Death Eater scum," he growled at Snape.
Snape went for his wand but a hand from Dumbledore stopped him. The Dumbledore spoke, "Cornelius I beg you to leave Harry in my care at Hogwarts. Azkaban is no place for a child. Leave Harry here, it'll be safer."
"You still think Azkaban will be attacked?" Dumbledore nodded. "Fine he can stay here until his trial." Mr. Fudge walked over to Harry who looked up at him. "Mr. Harry J. Potter you are being accused of plotting to attack 10 Muggle town that killed all residents, plotting to attack Godric's Hollow that killed all residents, working with the Dark Lord, and killing Cedric Diggory."
All the professors, Hermione, and the dog gasped. Harry's eyes widened. Albus started to open his mouth but Fudge continued.
"Your trial will be held on November 15th. If you are found guilty of one crime, your wand will be snapped. Two will get you a term in Azkaban. Three will give you a life sentence in Azkaban. And Mr. Potter if you are found guilty of all the crimes I have previously listed you will get the Dementor's Kiss."
"Honestly . . ."
"You can't!
"GRR!"
"Cornelius . . ."
"I won't hear it. I bid you all a good day." Fudge left with his two men.
"Albus they can't do this can they?" Professor McGonagall asked.
"I'm afraid so. Cornelius is too blind to see the truth. Harry . . ." the pale shaking boy looked up at the aging headmaster, "under these circumstances I must ask you not to leave school grounds at all. I also must refrain you from class, but with all these happenings, I guess we could cancel all classes until further notice. Minerva could you go inform all the houses no?" Minerva left. "You do understand this right Harry?" Harry nodded. "Harry I know you didn't do any of the crimes . . ."
"But I did." Everyone looked at Harry. "I took Cedric to his death. I brought Voldemort back to life. I let him attack Godric's Hollow and all those Muggles. I deserve to die."
Sirius immediately changed into a human. "Harry listen to what you're saying. Don't give up yet! None of this is your fault! Voldemort wants you to think that so you're out of his way."
"For once I agree with Black, Potter. It is none of your fault. Voldemort needed blood of the enemy and you were the unlucky one that was chosen. He could've gotten anyone Potter but he wanted you."
Copyrighted © 2003
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Wow my longest Chapter yet ^_^ Next up The School's Reactions and the Explosion
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Fyre Eye: Ron has some major issues. Maybe one day he'll work them out.
Neo-QueenRini: thanks : )
Naomi SilverWolf (x 2): Ron does need some of that.
Centra-gal86: Hopefully this chapter made more sense.
Harry Potter and His Fifth Year
(Unlucky) Chapter 13 Halloween
"Welcome Harry."
"Not again," Harry said opening his eyes to a place that seemed so familiar, but the Dursleys never took him anywhere.
"Tonight is a special night Harry. Know why?" Harry didn't respond. "In five minutes, fourteen years ago, I killed your parents at this very place." He waved his hand to ruins, which were illuminated by a full moon. Harry's eyes widened. "And since this little village, Godric's Hollow, was were my down fall was, I'm gonna make my appearance to wizards tonight by destroying it!"
"No you can't!" Harry cried out.
"Shut up! But I'll leave your old house alone just for you. Morsmordre!" The Dark Mark rose above the old Potter house, underneath it read, 'Happy Anniversary.'
Then, hundreds of Death Eaters appeared. "My loyal Death Eaters, you know what to do. Leave nothing undestroyed. Kill everyone in your way. GO!"
Chaos erupted before Harry's eyes. Just before it was burned, the giant clock read 12 o' clock. Harry, forcefully due to the spell by Voldemort, followed Voldemort around. Buildings exploded, people screamed, and Dark Marks were lighting up the sky.
Before his eyes, Voldemort killed countless wizards and witches, torturing them every way possible. Harry tried to block everything out but to no avail.
Hours later, Ministry wizards finally came on the scene. "You-Know- Who is back!" one of them yelled before Voldemort killed him in a flash of green.
After a few more murders, Voldemort grabbed a Death Eater and touched the tattoo on the arm. Harry heard a chorus of voices, "MORSMORDRE!" before the fiery scene disappeared.
Harry awoke expecting to be in bed. Harry was wrong. He found himself in a dark cave. "Well Harry, you didn't expect for me to let you leave when the party has only just started."
Harry started breathing hard. 'This is it. He's going to kill me.'
"I know what you're thinking Harry. One drawback to this spell is that I can do everything to you but kill you." Harry sighed. Voldemort his eyes narrowed his eyes. "Crucio! Just because I can't kill you doesn't mean I won't put you an inch from death!" With a flick of his wand the curse lifted, Harry still lay on the ground twitching. "Did you have a good summer Harry? I heard your uncle beat you up. Wonder how that happening?"
Even with his scar throbbing and body shaking, Harry lifted his head up. "What do you mean?" He asked shakily.
"Your uncle was too afraid of Dumbledore, your godfather, any wizard in fact to place a hand on you. So, he needed a little push. Since your relatives' house is well protected, my Death Eaters and I can't touch you at all, so we made your uncle do it for us. We placed him under the Imperius Curse. He didn't fight at all. We just had to tell him once and he did it."
"But Dumbledore would have known if Dark Magic was going on at the Dursley house . . ."
"We performed the spell away from Dumbledore's protection and even your Secret-Keeper . . ."
"Secret-Keeper!?"
"DON'T INTERRUPT ME! CRUCIO!" Voldemort smiled as Harry's cries of pain filled the air. "Harry doesn't even know he has a Secret-Keeper. Well, we performed the spell away from the protection of both. I had a Death Eater stay close to the house to make that Muggle do what we wanted. It was quite fun." Harry's scar was hurting so badly it took a lot of strength not to throw up in front of Voldemort again.
"Excuse me, my Lord, I know you didn't want to be disturbed but we made it on the Early Prophet. They're scared."
"Thank you Snape."
Harry lifted his head. 'Snape?' "Professor Snape? Help me. Please Professor . . ."
Snape turned his head toward Harry. "You may leave now," Voldemort said. Snape bowed and left. "CRUCIO! Your professor won't help you Potter! He works for me now." Voldemort pointed his wand at Harry making him levitate. In a quick movement, he pointed the wand to a wall. Following the movement, Harry's body hit the wall. He crumpled to the ground. "Crucio!" It went on like this for a while before, "Oh, look at the time. I have to send you back. Pity, I was just warming up. Goodbye Harry. Happy Anniversary."
The scene disappeared from Harry's blurry vision and the next thing he remembered was seeing his bed before blacking out.
Maybe I should just leave it here and add Chapter 13 part B in another month . . .
J/k, I'm not that mean (you guys are just lucky that I just heard my favorite Harry Potter song The Chamber of Secrets and I'm in a good mood : ) )
"Harry please wake up. Please."
"Leave him alone Hermione. He's being stupid again . . ."
"Shut up Ron!" Harry . . ." Harry groaned and his eyes fluttered open. "Oh Harry."
"Ugh . . ." Harry groaned. He was still shaking although his scar wasn't hurting as much. It felt like Harry had caught a bad case of the stomach flu. The picture of a chaotic Godric's Hollow made Harry very nauseous.
Stumbling half blind, (he didn't put his glasses on) he made it to the bathroom and threw up. Hermione had followed him and winced as she heard him retch. She got on her knees and soothingly rubbed his back. After a few minutes, he sat back on his haunches very pale.
Hermione looked over her friend. There were dry bloodstains on his swollen fingers. Also, scratches and bruises that weren't there before. 'The shaking,' she thought, 'is just like the after effects of the Cruciatus Curse . . .' "Oh my gosh! You-Know-Who, he called you last night. Didn't he?"
Harry's dead eyes flew up to hers before they looked away. Shakily he got up, "It's none of your concern." He went to the sink to brush his teeth.
"Yes it is my concern, you're my friend . . ."
"I don't have any friends!" he yelled in a hoarse voice. Then he leaned against the wall holding his head in pain. "Not again." He opened his eyes finding himself still in the bathroom. "I hate you Voldemort," he mumbled shoving Ron out of the way. He continued to rub his scar as he made his way back to the bed and put his glasses on.
Ron went over to his bed and grabbed a newspaper. "Hey Potter look what made the headlines," he sneered throwing the paper at Harry.
The picture alone made Harry's stomach churn. Under the picture of dead bodies and Dark Marks read:
YOU-KNOW-WHO BACK!
October 31st, it has been 14 years since Harry Potter, the Boy Who Lived, made You-Know-Who disappear and rid the wizarding world of its most feared Dark Lord. Or did he? Last night around midnight, You-Know-Who and his Death Eaters attacked Godric's Hollow. Nothing was left untouched except the ruins of the old Potter house where James and Lily Potter met their demise. Above the ruins was a Dark Mark with 'Happy Anniversary' written underneath. A cruel joke or a secret message? Could Harry Potter and You-Know-Who have teamed up since Harry was young? Was last night a celebration that they fooled everyone into thinking You-Know-Who was gone? Mr. Fudges says that Harry Potter will be taken under custody and will have a trial for the possible murders and plotting to murder a total of 378 Muggles, 105 magical folk including 18 Ministry officials and destroying 11 villages. Last night confirmed that You-Know-Who is back and worst that ever.
Harry dropped the paper, which was suddenly engulfed by flames. His face was ghost white tinged with green. He backed away from the small fire until he sat on his bed. "A trial? I killed 483 people . . . teamed up with Voldemort? A trial . . ."
Hermione looked close to tears and Ron had an evil smirk on his face. Then, Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall, Professor Snape, Mr. Fudge, two ministry wizards, and a very large black dog all came into the dorm room arguing (in Sirius' case growling.)
"I have to take him in Dumbledore especially since all of last years happenings. His story is getting more unbelievable by the moment. I have to take him! The Prophet said . . ."
"You idiot! That's what Voldemort wants. If you put Harry in Azkaban, it'll give Voldemort the free chance to destroy everything. He has Death Eaters at the Prophet writing that crap about Harry. They're there to place those thoughts in your mind! If you put Harry away you might as well call yourself a Death Eater," Snape growled.
Fudge glared at Snape. "Me a Death Eater? Ha! You don't want to take him in because one of your leaders will in Azkaban. Death Eaters at the Prophet what a lie that is! I oversee everyone who comes in. Death Eater scum," he growled at Snape.
Snape went for his wand but a hand from Dumbledore stopped him. The Dumbledore spoke, "Cornelius I beg you to leave Harry in my care at Hogwarts. Azkaban is no place for a child. Leave Harry here, it'll be safer."
"You still think Azkaban will be attacked?" Dumbledore nodded. "Fine he can stay here until his trial." Mr. Fudge walked over to Harry who looked up at him. "Mr. Harry J. Potter you are being accused of plotting to attack 10 Muggle town that killed all residents, plotting to attack Godric's Hollow that killed all residents, working with the Dark Lord, and killing Cedric Diggory."
All the professors, Hermione, and the dog gasped. Harry's eyes widened. Albus started to open his mouth but Fudge continued.
"Your trial will be held on November 15th. If you are found guilty of one crime, your wand will be snapped. Two will get you a term in Azkaban. Three will give you a life sentence in Azkaban. And Mr. Potter if you are found guilty of all the crimes I have previously listed you will get the Dementor's Kiss."
"Honestly . . ."
"You can't!
"GRR!"
"Cornelius . . ."
"I won't hear it. I bid you all a good day." Fudge left with his two men.
"Albus they can't do this can they?" Professor McGonagall asked.
"I'm afraid so. Cornelius is too blind to see the truth. Harry . . ." the pale shaking boy looked up at the aging headmaster, "under these circumstances I must ask you not to leave school grounds at all. I also must refrain you from class, but with all these happenings, I guess we could cancel all classes until further notice. Minerva could you go inform all the houses no?" Minerva left. "You do understand this right Harry?" Harry nodded. "Harry I know you didn't do any of the crimes . . ."
"But I did." Everyone looked at Harry. "I took Cedric to his death. I brought Voldemort back to life. I let him attack Godric's Hollow and all those Muggles. I deserve to die."
Sirius immediately changed into a human. "Harry listen to what you're saying. Don't give up yet! None of this is your fault! Voldemort wants you to think that so you're out of his way."
"For once I agree with Black, Potter. It is none of your fault. Voldemort needed blood of the enemy and you were the unlucky one that was chosen. He could've gotten anyone Potter but he wanted you."
Copyrighted © 2003
Anaticulapraecantrix
***If you'd like to join my mailing list please leave your address in a review***
Wow my longest Chapter yet ^_^ Next up The School's Reactions and the Explosion
Mystic Queen: I'll try. Hopefully another chapter will be up within a week. Depends on the reviews.
Cricket: well now you know. Hermione at least has some sense. ; )
Member x 2: I hope that's explained in this chapter.
Darkangelwings: Hey I'm about to send you one right now. Thanks : )
Prongs: thanks
Kim: Aww poor Hermione
August wynd: I really torture you don't I? With all those cliffies. : D
Moonfairy2000: thanks!
Crazy me: Honestly. Finals are evil. Only good thing is you get out of school and hour early woo
Fyre Eye: Ron has some major issues. Maybe one day he'll work them out.
Neo-QueenRini: thanks : )
Naomi SilverWolf (x 2): Ron does need some of that.
Centra-gal86: Hopefully this chapter made more sense.
