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Chapter 19
Savior
Harry silently walked down the dark corridor. Finally, he heard Voldemort.
"I knew Snape that you were the one that got Potter from his uncle's house. I'm not that stupid! Crucio!"
Harry ignored the pain in his scar as he walked into the room. Voldemort's back was to him. Harry concentrated on his magic. He slowly closed his hand and flicked back his wrist. Similar to Ron, Voldemort flew 30 feet, right into a wall. He crumpled to the ground.
Harry rushed to Snape and began unlocking the lock. "Harry? Why you here? Leave!" Snape managed to say. He was extremely hurt and was bleeding.
"I had to get you. . ."
Snape's eyes widened. "Harry watch out. . ."
The warning came to late. Voldemort had already thrown Harry across the room. Voldemort spat blood at Harry's feet. "After all Dumbledore's precautions, all my failed plans, Harry Potter falls willingly into my hands." Voldemort smirked. "Crucio!"
Harry's cries of pain subsided as the curse was taken off. Before Voldemort could do another spell, Harry placed a spell, an ancient spell, on Voldemort, temporarily immobilizing him. Harry rushed over to Severus.
"Where's the Portkey?"
"In my cloak."
""Accio Professor Snape's cloak." The cloak flew to Harry's hand. He wrenched out the Portkey and shoved it into Snape's hand. "Take it and go. Leave me here. I have business to do." He turned to Voldemort who was almost free. Harry quickly transfigured a stick into a sword dripping with poison. He walked a few steps. "Go!" he yelled as he turned facing Voldemort and threw the sword at Voldemort. The sword was on aim and Voldemort made no move to get out of its way.
Harry turned to Snape. "Why are you still here? Please leave. . . Ahh!" Harry grunted. He looked down to see the blood soaked sword protruding from between his shoulder and neck. Harry fell to his knees, then collapsed on the floor completely. The sword dissolved.
"Funny Harry. Real funny. Trying to kill the Master of snakes by basilisk poison. Pity, I became immune to all snake poisons during transformation to Lord Voldemort. Now my Young Lion, you will die in five minutes as the poison consumes you," Voldemort sneered flicking the blood off his cheek. "Now to finish off my loyal Death Eater."
With a great struggle, Harry crawled over in front of Snape. Energy quickly diminished, Harry fell to the ground, his right arm flopped in front of him, palm up. Pain and fire coursed through him. Blood stained the floor at an alarming rate. "I won't let you kill Professor Snape," he said with determination. The room started to fade.
Ignoring this, Voldemort said, "You know Potter, I'm going to give you some mercy. I'll kill you before the poison does. You only have two minutes anyways. Yes, that'll be nice. Say goodbye Potter!"
"Activate, Hogwarts," Snape said putting the Portkey between Harry's and his hand.
"Avada Kedavra!"
A scorched mark lay on Voldemort's torture chamber, still sizzling.
Severus and Harry landed in Snape's office "Harry are you alright?"
Harry was unresponsive. He was shaking and shivering. His eyes slid in and out of focus.
"Bloody hell!" Momentarily ignoring the pain, Snape quickly got up, rummaged in his cabinet, and came back with Bezoar powder. He grabbed and pinchful and shoved it in Harry's mouth and pinched Harry's nose shut. Harry's coughed and swallowed it.
"That'll buy us another five minutes." Then he grabbed a pot next to his Floo Powder and threw in three handfuls of it. The fire burned a dark red. He grabbed Harry's hand. "It'll be alright Harry."
Madam Pomprey emerged from the fire. "Oh my goodness what happened?"
"Harry, basilisk poison," Snape managed to say before being claimed by the darkness.
* * *
Harry slowly woke up. His head felt like lead. He grabbed his glasses from the table. "What day is it?"
"Nice to see you awake Potter," a voice came from the bed beside him, "It's November 5th."
Harry breathed a sigh of relief. "I'm glad you're alive."
"Why'd you do such a crazy thing like that Potter?"
"You saved my life over the summer."
"Only because Dumbledore told me to."
"I still owed you. If you die suddenly, I want to be able to hate you, your greasy hair, and overlarge nose in peace."
Snape chuckled, "Potter, are you still going to go after Voldemort alone?"
Harry didn't get to answer as Dumbledore, Sirius, Remus, Ron, and Hermione came in. They all did not look happy. Harry's heart soared at the sight of Sirius but dropped as he saw Sirius' look.
Dumbledore spoke, "Harry glad to see you awake." Harry forced a small smile. The gleam in Dumbledore's eyes was gone. "I'm very disappointed in you Harry. Your foolishness could have cost the wizarding world to be destroyed. If you would have been killed, Voldemort would have taken over the wizarding world and have everyone killed."
Harry looked back at Sirius, His heart broke at what he saw. Sirius didn't support what Harry did either. Sirius was just as mad at him as Dumbledore was.
Then Dumbledore continued, "I specifically told you not to leave the grounds Harry. You're under arrest! If the Ministry caught you, you would have been thrown to the Dementors! How can you be so stupid!? You ignore what I had told you and left! Even worst Harry, you Apprated off grounds! You might have knocked out all the magical barriers around Hogwarts and exposed us to the Muggles!" He paused again.
"If you had gotten killed Harry, all you know would be dead. You are the only hope the wizarding world has. To be foolish and cost your life over some silly rescue mission is idiotic. I am very disappointed in you."
"I had to Professor. . ." Harry tried tears filling his eyes.
"I don't want to hear any of your excuses Harry. Not this time. I'll be in my office planning." Professor Dumbledore left the room.
Sirius got up and sent a look of deep loathing toward Snape. He changed into a dog and left with Remus, never looking at Harry.
Hermione and Ron inched toward Harry. "Harry maybe you should have stayed. . ."
"If you're just going to criticize me too leave." They hesitated. "LEAVE!"
The door clicked shut. Harry rolled over, his back facing Snape, and began to sob. The look of Sirius' disappointment was in his mind. In a small whisper, he answered Snape's question, "Yes."
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Chapter 19
Savior
Harry silently walked down the dark corridor. Finally, he heard Voldemort.
"I knew Snape that you were the one that got Potter from his uncle's house. I'm not that stupid! Crucio!"
Harry ignored the pain in his scar as he walked into the room. Voldemort's back was to him. Harry concentrated on his magic. He slowly closed his hand and flicked back his wrist. Similar to Ron, Voldemort flew 30 feet, right into a wall. He crumpled to the ground.
Harry rushed to Snape and began unlocking the lock. "Harry? Why you here? Leave!" Snape managed to say. He was extremely hurt and was bleeding.
"I had to get you. . ."
Snape's eyes widened. "Harry watch out. . ."
The warning came to late. Voldemort had already thrown Harry across the room. Voldemort spat blood at Harry's feet. "After all Dumbledore's precautions, all my failed plans, Harry Potter falls willingly into my hands." Voldemort smirked. "Crucio!"
Harry's cries of pain subsided as the curse was taken off. Before Voldemort could do another spell, Harry placed a spell, an ancient spell, on Voldemort, temporarily immobilizing him. Harry rushed over to Severus.
"Where's the Portkey?"
"In my cloak."
""Accio Professor Snape's cloak." The cloak flew to Harry's hand. He wrenched out the Portkey and shoved it into Snape's hand. "Take it and go. Leave me here. I have business to do." He turned to Voldemort who was almost free. Harry quickly transfigured a stick into a sword dripping with poison. He walked a few steps. "Go!" he yelled as he turned facing Voldemort and threw the sword at Voldemort. The sword was on aim and Voldemort made no move to get out of its way.
Harry turned to Snape. "Why are you still here? Please leave. . . Ahh!" Harry grunted. He looked down to see the blood soaked sword protruding from between his shoulder and neck. Harry fell to his knees, then collapsed on the floor completely. The sword dissolved.
"Funny Harry. Real funny. Trying to kill the Master of snakes by basilisk poison. Pity, I became immune to all snake poisons during transformation to Lord Voldemort. Now my Young Lion, you will die in five minutes as the poison consumes you," Voldemort sneered flicking the blood off his cheek. "Now to finish off my loyal Death Eater."
With a great struggle, Harry crawled over in front of Snape. Energy quickly diminished, Harry fell to the ground, his right arm flopped in front of him, palm up. Pain and fire coursed through him. Blood stained the floor at an alarming rate. "I won't let you kill Professor Snape," he said with determination. The room started to fade.
Ignoring this, Voldemort said, "You know Potter, I'm going to give you some mercy. I'll kill you before the poison does. You only have two minutes anyways. Yes, that'll be nice. Say goodbye Potter!"
"Activate, Hogwarts," Snape said putting the Portkey between Harry's and his hand.
"Avada Kedavra!"
A scorched mark lay on Voldemort's torture chamber, still sizzling.
Severus and Harry landed in Snape's office "Harry are you alright?"
Harry was unresponsive. He was shaking and shivering. His eyes slid in and out of focus.
"Bloody hell!" Momentarily ignoring the pain, Snape quickly got up, rummaged in his cabinet, and came back with Bezoar powder. He grabbed and pinchful and shoved it in Harry's mouth and pinched Harry's nose shut. Harry's coughed and swallowed it.
"That'll buy us another five minutes." Then he grabbed a pot next to his Floo Powder and threw in three handfuls of it. The fire burned a dark red. He grabbed Harry's hand. "It'll be alright Harry."
Madam Pomprey emerged from the fire. "Oh my goodness what happened?"
"Harry, basilisk poison," Snape managed to say before being claimed by the darkness.
* * *
Harry slowly woke up. His head felt like lead. He grabbed his glasses from the table. "What day is it?"
"Nice to see you awake Potter," a voice came from the bed beside him, "It's November 5th."
Harry breathed a sigh of relief. "I'm glad you're alive."
"Why'd you do such a crazy thing like that Potter?"
"You saved my life over the summer."
"Only because Dumbledore told me to."
"I still owed you. If you die suddenly, I want to be able to hate you, your greasy hair, and overlarge nose in peace."
Snape chuckled, "Potter, are you still going to go after Voldemort alone?"
Harry didn't get to answer as Dumbledore, Sirius, Remus, Ron, and Hermione came in. They all did not look happy. Harry's heart soared at the sight of Sirius but dropped as he saw Sirius' look.
Dumbledore spoke, "Harry glad to see you awake." Harry forced a small smile. The gleam in Dumbledore's eyes was gone. "I'm very disappointed in you Harry. Your foolishness could have cost the wizarding world to be destroyed. If you would have been killed, Voldemort would have taken over the wizarding world and have everyone killed."
Harry looked back at Sirius, His heart broke at what he saw. Sirius didn't support what Harry did either. Sirius was just as mad at him as Dumbledore was.
Then Dumbledore continued, "I specifically told you not to leave the grounds Harry. You're under arrest! If the Ministry caught you, you would have been thrown to the Dementors! How can you be so stupid!? You ignore what I had told you and left! Even worst Harry, you Apprated off grounds! You might have knocked out all the magical barriers around Hogwarts and exposed us to the Muggles!" He paused again.
"If you had gotten killed Harry, all you know would be dead. You are the only hope the wizarding world has. To be foolish and cost your life over some silly rescue mission is idiotic. I am very disappointed in you."
"I had to Professor. . ." Harry tried tears filling his eyes.
"I don't want to hear any of your excuses Harry. Not this time. I'll be in my office planning." Professor Dumbledore left the room.
Sirius got up and sent a look of deep loathing toward Snape. He changed into a dog and left with Remus, never looking at Harry.
Hermione and Ron inched toward Harry. "Harry maybe you should have stayed. . ."
"If you're just going to criticize me too leave." They hesitated. "LEAVE!"
The door clicked shut. Harry rolled over, his back facing Snape, and began to sob. The look of Sirius' disappointment was in his mind. In a small whisper, he answered Snape's question, "Yes."
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