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Chapter 18
Apparition
Harry walked aimlessly around. Many emotions were running through him. Harry couldn't help but say, "Why me? Why do I have to defeat Voldemort? Can't someone else do it for once." He found himself in Moaning Myrtle's bathroom.
He looked at his reflection in one of the grimy mirrors. His scar stood out on his pale skin. Harry looked at it disgustedly. That scar was the reason he didn't have a family. That scar made him famous. At that very moment, Harry hated that scar more than anything. And he was sick of looking at it.
Harry slammed his hand into the mirror with a cry of rage. It shattered into pieces. Then he punched the second mirror and third. Tears streamed down his face. Anguish sobs from his throat. He smashed the last mirror with all his might.
Energy spent, Harry sat down on the floor. His unslinged arm was bleeding and cut up. He continued to sob. Then it hit him.
Voldemort had caused that hated scar to be forever on Harry's forehead. It all came back to Voldemort. A new hatred formed. Harry stood up, eyes filled with determination. He would do it, but he would do it alone.
* * * *
Ron Hermione, and Ginny sat together in the common room. The rest of the Gryffindors were either talking about You-Know-Who and Harry or were packing up. Many parents were asking for their children's return after they of Hogsmeade being attacked.
Harry came in and everyone was suddenly quiet. They edged away from him as if he would suddenly blow them all up. He ignored them and went to his dorm. Ron, Hermione, and Ginny all looked at each other before going up.
When they got there, Harry was nowhere to be seen. Then they heard running water so they ventured toward the bathroom. The girls grew pale and Ron's freckles stood out at the sight of the blood running down Harry's arm.
Hermione got her voice first. "Harry what happened?"
He looked at her. His eye's flashed. Harry didn't respond as he put his arm under the tap. Blood stained the water. "Nothing that concerns you."
"Harry you need our help. You can't do this alone," Ron stated.
"I am." Harry took his arm out from underneath the water. Using his slinged arm, he painfully began to wrap his other arm. Harry flinched each time he went around.
"Harry let me help you. We could just go to Madam Pomprey. . ." Hermione said reaching out to Harry.
He flinched away. "Leave me alone." Harry left the bathroom and grabbed his wand from his bed. He started to head to the door.
"Where are you going Harry?" Ginny asked.
"To kill Voldemort."
"No Harry you can't, not let at least; you need a plan and train with Professor Dumbledore. . ."
"And let Voldemort know I'm coming. No. He didn't let my parents know when he was going to come and kill them, so neither am I." He paused. "I. . ." he stopped and started to walk.
"What aren't you telling us Harry?"
Harry just continued walking.
Hermione ran up to him, tears spilling down her face. "What aren't you telling us!?" she cried grabbing his arm.
She had never seen Harry as scared as she saw him now. Tears threatened to flow down his cheeks. Though, in an instant, his demeanor changed back into a brooding man. "Leave me alone Hermione, I don't want another death on my hands." He turned away from her and started to walk to the stairs.
Ron and Ginny joined Hermione. "Harry what aren't you telling us?" Hermione said lightly.
Then, Harry stopped. Quietly he responded, "I won't be coming back." He restarted walking but he only got a few steps when his scar nearly blind sighted him. The pain was so strong, Harry cried out and fell to his knees. He heard someone's cries of pain and Voldemort's laughter. It felt as if his head would split apart. Then it was over. Scar still hot with pain, Harry opened his eyes.
Hermione, Ron, and Ginny jumped.
"Bloody hell!" Ginny exclaimed.
Harry got up quickly. "They got Snape." With that, Harry was flying down the stairs. Injuries forgotten, Harry sprinted.
"Crap!" the three exclaimed while they ran after him. They saw flashes of Harry turning corners. They strived to catch up with him. Then, the three Gryffindors almost collided with Dumbledore.
"Professor, Harry's going to get Snape!" Ginny gasped.
"What?! Follow me. We'll try to head him off at the front gate." He opened a secret passage.
"Professor, why don't you send someone to get Professor Snape?" Hermione questioned.
"Severus understands how dangerous this was. If Voldemort ever caught him, then we would not risk any more lives trying to save him. We cannot let Harry get off the grounds of Hogwarts."
"Why professor?"
"When Cornelius wanted to arrest Harry and I recommended Harry stay here, Cornelius and I put up a ward that forced Harry to stay on the grounds."
They reached the end of the passage and saw Harry still running. His speed had decreased and he looked like he was in a great deal of pain.
"Harry stop!" Dumbledore yelled. Harry didn't. Dumbledore went to draw his wand.
Ron took matters into his own hands and sprinted after Harry. He had more energy than Harry and easily caught up with him. Ron tackled Harry to the ground. He delivered a punch at Harry. "Harry you can't go."
His lip bleeding, Harry looked at Ron, "There's no bloody way I'm leaving him there to die." Then, Harry placed his hands in front of him and a bolt of force hit Ron full on his chest.
Ron flew 30 feet. Harry's eyes widened and he quickly transfigured a rock into a soft cushion with his hands. Then he took off running. Ignoring everyone, Harry got closer to the gate. He opened the doors with his magic and continued running. The barriers Fudge and Dumbledore created turned on as soon as Harry hit it and was electrically shocked. He cried out in pain before it shot him 20 feet in the air. He landed 20 feet from the gate with a sickening thud.
Dumbledore rushed forward with Ginny and Hermione helping Ron behind him.
"He isn't dead, is he?" Hermione asked fearfully.
Dumbledore rolled Harry over. He was breathing. Harry slowly opened his eyes. "Come Harry, we'll take you to Poppy. Severus can take of himself."
Harry closed his eyes in concentration. His body flickered for a moment as if he was a holoprojection that was losing power.
Dumbledore's eyes widened and he went to grab Harry's hand. He met air. "Blast!"
"Where'd Harry go?"
The wards around Hogwarts splintered then grew back. "He's Apparated."
Copyrighted (c) 2003
anaticulapraecantrix
Hey thanks to all my reviewers. I'm in a rush to get this posted but you know who you are. Also, if you want to join my mailing list for updates please leave you email address. Thanks :)
Chapter 18
Apparition
Harry walked aimlessly around. Many emotions were running through him. Harry couldn't help but say, "Why me? Why do I have to defeat Voldemort? Can't someone else do it for once." He found himself in Moaning Myrtle's bathroom.
He looked at his reflection in one of the grimy mirrors. His scar stood out on his pale skin. Harry looked at it disgustedly. That scar was the reason he didn't have a family. That scar made him famous. At that very moment, Harry hated that scar more than anything. And he was sick of looking at it.
Harry slammed his hand into the mirror with a cry of rage. It shattered into pieces. Then he punched the second mirror and third. Tears streamed down his face. Anguish sobs from his throat. He smashed the last mirror with all his might.
Energy spent, Harry sat down on the floor. His unslinged arm was bleeding and cut up. He continued to sob. Then it hit him.
Voldemort had caused that hated scar to be forever on Harry's forehead. It all came back to Voldemort. A new hatred formed. Harry stood up, eyes filled with determination. He would do it, but he would do it alone.
* * * *
Ron Hermione, and Ginny sat together in the common room. The rest of the Gryffindors were either talking about You-Know-Who and Harry or were packing up. Many parents were asking for their children's return after they of Hogsmeade being attacked.
Harry came in and everyone was suddenly quiet. They edged away from him as if he would suddenly blow them all up. He ignored them and went to his dorm. Ron, Hermione, and Ginny all looked at each other before going up.
When they got there, Harry was nowhere to be seen. Then they heard running water so they ventured toward the bathroom. The girls grew pale and Ron's freckles stood out at the sight of the blood running down Harry's arm.
Hermione got her voice first. "Harry what happened?"
He looked at her. His eye's flashed. Harry didn't respond as he put his arm under the tap. Blood stained the water. "Nothing that concerns you."
"Harry you need our help. You can't do this alone," Ron stated.
"I am." Harry took his arm out from underneath the water. Using his slinged arm, he painfully began to wrap his other arm. Harry flinched each time he went around.
"Harry let me help you. We could just go to Madam Pomprey. . ." Hermione said reaching out to Harry.
He flinched away. "Leave me alone." Harry left the bathroom and grabbed his wand from his bed. He started to head to the door.
"Where are you going Harry?" Ginny asked.
"To kill Voldemort."
"No Harry you can't, not let at least; you need a plan and train with Professor Dumbledore. . ."
"And let Voldemort know I'm coming. No. He didn't let my parents know when he was going to come and kill them, so neither am I." He paused. "I. . ." he stopped and started to walk.
"What aren't you telling us Harry?"
Harry just continued walking.
Hermione ran up to him, tears spilling down her face. "What aren't you telling us!?" she cried grabbing his arm.
She had never seen Harry as scared as she saw him now. Tears threatened to flow down his cheeks. Though, in an instant, his demeanor changed back into a brooding man. "Leave me alone Hermione, I don't want another death on my hands." He turned away from her and started to walk to the stairs.
Ron and Ginny joined Hermione. "Harry what aren't you telling us?" Hermione said lightly.
Then, Harry stopped. Quietly he responded, "I won't be coming back." He restarted walking but he only got a few steps when his scar nearly blind sighted him. The pain was so strong, Harry cried out and fell to his knees. He heard someone's cries of pain and Voldemort's laughter. It felt as if his head would split apart. Then it was over. Scar still hot with pain, Harry opened his eyes.
Hermione, Ron, and Ginny jumped.
"Bloody hell!" Ginny exclaimed.
Harry got up quickly. "They got Snape." With that, Harry was flying down the stairs. Injuries forgotten, Harry sprinted.
"Crap!" the three exclaimed while they ran after him. They saw flashes of Harry turning corners. They strived to catch up with him. Then, the three Gryffindors almost collided with Dumbledore.
"Professor, Harry's going to get Snape!" Ginny gasped.
"What?! Follow me. We'll try to head him off at the front gate." He opened a secret passage.
"Professor, why don't you send someone to get Professor Snape?" Hermione questioned.
"Severus understands how dangerous this was. If Voldemort ever caught him, then we would not risk any more lives trying to save him. We cannot let Harry get off the grounds of Hogwarts."
"Why professor?"
"When Cornelius wanted to arrest Harry and I recommended Harry stay here, Cornelius and I put up a ward that forced Harry to stay on the grounds."
They reached the end of the passage and saw Harry still running. His speed had decreased and he looked like he was in a great deal of pain.
"Harry stop!" Dumbledore yelled. Harry didn't. Dumbledore went to draw his wand.
Ron took matters into his own hands and sprinted after Harry. He had more energy than Harry and easily caught up with him. Ron tackled Harry to the ground. He delivered a punch at Harry. "Harry you can't go."
His lip bleeding, Harry looked at Ron, "There's no bloody way I'm leaving him there to die." Then, Harry placed his hands in front of him and a bolt of force hit Ron full on his chest.
Ron flew 30 feet. Harry's eyes widened and he quickly transfigured a rock into a soft cushion with his hands. Then he took off running. Ignoring everyone, Harry got closer to the gate. He opened the doors with his magic and continued running. The barriers Fudge and Dumbledore created turned on as soon as Harry hit it and was electrically shocked. He cried out in pain before it shot him 20 feet in the air. He landed 20 feet from the gate with a sickening thud.
Dumbledore rushed forward with Ginny and Hermione helping Ron behind him.
"He isn't dead, is he?" Hermione asked fearfully.
Dumbledore rolled Harry over. He was breathing. Harry slowly opened his eyes. "Come Harry, we'll take you to Poppy. Severus can take of himself."
Harry closed his eyes in concentration. His body flickered for a moment as if he was a holoprojection that was losing power.
Dumbledore's eyes widened and he went to grab Harry's hand. He met air. "Blast!"
"Where'd Harry go?"
The wards around Hogwarts splintered then grew back. "He's Apparated."
Copyrighted (c) 2003
anaticulapraecantrix
Hey thanks to all my reviewers. I'm in a rush to get this posted but you know who you are. Also, if you want to join my mailing list for updates please leave you email address. Thanks :)
