Chapter 11
Thank you, to my beta reader, Alex, aka shdurrani. This is the final chapter, thank you to everyone who reviewed and enjoyed this story, or liked the little jokes :-)
Now on with the story.
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It's an evening in early May, dinner in the Great Hall, when an owl came for Harry Potter, during dinner! Who would send him an owl now? He wondered. Quidditich teams no longer bothered him, despite his on field heroics. Harry opened the letter, which had three words, 'Say Goodbye, Potter,' and he was swept away by the envelope, which was a Portkey, He yelled this before being compleately whisked away, or this is all they heard of his possible last word to them, "VOLD-."
Hermione and Ron grabbed the discarded note and read it, Ron started to bang his head and fists upon the table, while Hermione jumped up and yelled, "Damn Voldemort," before bolting with the letter to the staff table and thrusting it at Dumbledore.
"So, Tom has made a move."
"That's all you've got to say? Our friend has been kidnapped," Ron jumped up and yelled, before collapsing from dizzyness.
Hermione was standing in front of the staff table in shock.
"This time Harry has luck on his side, everyone continue your dinner."
"What do you mean Headmaster?" Hermione asked.
"Sit down Ms. Granger, you will soon see."
"-EMORT," Harry finished yelling, now at the destination of the portkey, which he shoved in his pocket.
"Welcome, Mr. Potter, to your end," Tom Riddle aka Lord Voldemort called as Wormtail took Harry's wand, and went back into the shadows of the cavern.
"We shall see, if you are right or if you are wrong."
"Shut it, Potter," then he motioned for one of the two Deatheaters in the shadows, "Bellatrix, your specialty."
"Crucio," she bellowed cackling.
Harry withered in agony for around five minutes, not giving them the satisfaction of screams, until Voldemort said, "Enough, let's get this over with, Wormtail, my wand." Voldemort took his wand and started his curse, "Avadra," Wormtail plunges in front of Harry, "Kedavra," getting hit full force with his Lord's killing curse.
Voldemort and Lestrange were in shock for a moment, giving Harry just enough time to grab Wormtail (Who had his wand) and the Portkey from his pocket, and they were whisked back to Hogwarts.
Landing right next to Ron, who screamed, "AWW, Wormtail!"
"He sacraficed himself for one of the three he betrayed, Me," Harry croaked out.
"Peter Pettigrew," people around the hall were gasping in shock, "wasn't he murdered by Sirius Black?" many were asking.
When Harry bellowed, "Isn't it evident to you people? No Sirius DID NOT Murder this RAT Wormtail, Scabbers, Peter betrayed My Parents, he was the Secret Keeper, NOT Sirius, Sirius Black was innocent, He spent twelve years in Azkaban as an innocent, then killed by his own cousin just two years later, she's destroyed to many lives, too many families, just ask Neville, he knows what I'm speaking of."
(I know Bellatrix didn't directly kill him, but she caused his death, Sirius falling through the veil)
"Harry, enough, Minerva, will you please take the corpse of Peter Pettigrew to the hospital wing and Mr. Potter, follow me to my office, now."
Harry reached down and pried his wand from the lifeless hand of Wormtail, before shakily following Dumbledore out of the shocked Great Hall.
"Ron?" Ginny asked, when Harry and Dumbledore were gone.
"What, Ginny?"
"Was Harry talking about your rat, Scabbers?"
"Yes, Scabbers was an anamagus, Peter Pettigrew."
"Oh my god!" she exclaimed.
"Ron, let's go wait for Harry," Hermione said getting up and the two left the Great Hall and waited outside of Dumbledore's office.
In the office, "Harry, what happened?"
"Voldemort kidnapped me, Lestrange put the crutious on me, and then 'he' meant to kill me, but Wormtail, he jumped in front of the curse, he sacraficed himself for me, who he betrayed fifthteen years ago, but I tink it's only because he owed me, I saved him third year, I wouldn't let Sirius kill him, now I guess we're even, excepct he brought Voldemort back to body."
"Do you know where you were taken?"
"No, to a cave, is all I know, Lestrange and Wormtail stood in the shadows, excepct when called forward, or disobeying."
"Your shaking Harry, the effects of a prolonged Crutious curse, you must go to the hospital wing."
"Five minutes of the curse, give or take, Moony is the last marauder, we must tell Remus," he started out of the office, collapsing on Ron and Hermione at the bottom of the staircase, and muttered, "Hospital," and the four made there way to the Hospital wing.
"Why was Mr. Potter not brought here, imediately?" demanded Madam Pomfrey, once they reached the Hospital wing.
"He had to tell me what happened, Poppy," Dumbledore spoke as he entered.
"This boy needs treatment, the crutious curse, Albus!" Poppy exclaimed.
"I know, but I had to learn what happened, to Harry, to Pettigrew, Minerva, go send express owls to Remus Lupin and Fudge, I'm sure he'll want to see the real traitor."
Two hours later Fudge stormed the hospital wing with a few Aurors and specialists in tow.
"Albus, what..." he saw Peter Pettigrew's body, "Oh my god, Sirius Black was innocent!"
"Yeah, he was," Harry scoffed from his hospital bed.
"Pettigrew, Wormtail was the secret keeper," Hermione spoke up from a chair next to Harry's bed.
"He admitted it our third year," Ron added, "You can test us under Veritiserum, if you need more proof."
"Admit it, you, the ministry sent an innocent man to Azkaban without a trial," Harry yelled hoarasly.
"Mr. Potter, calm down," Minerva said soothingly.
"Why..."
She cut him off, "Let the Headmaster take care of it."
At around midnight, Remus Lupin, Moony burst into the hospital wing.
"Where is he, is Harry okay, what happened, what's going on, is Harry okay, he's alright, right? Where is he?" He shouted upon entering, which woke Harry, Ron and Hermione up. Harry in a hospital bed, Ron and Hermione in chairs leaning, half lying on Harry's bed.
"Remus?" Harry asked, looking around blindly
(Which is what I'm doing, since my Dad had my glasses in his pocket when he went swimming, my glsses are now in a lake, and school starts a week from monday,ahh)
and feeling for his glasses, which Hermione handed to him, "Thanks," he out them on, "Moony, how are you?"
"Fine, are you okay? Anything you need?"
"I'm as well as can be expected, I'm fine as I am."
"Are you sure there's nothing?"
"Moony, it's okay, I'm here, alive... for now," he muttered.
"Hmm?"
"I'm here."
"I heard that, what were you muttering?"
"Nothing."
"You sure?"
"He didn't say anything Profes... er... Moony," Hermione answered.
"Why do you keep doing that?" Ron piped in.
"Doing what?" Hermione replied.
"Covering up things Harry mutters."
"I don't know what your talking about," she scoffed.
"Well, I'm sorry Ron, if I sometimes mutter incomprehensible things to myself, is that really such a problem?"
"No, but what does 'Mione know that I don't?"
"What are you talking about?"
"You guys are keeping something from me."
"We are doing nothing of the sort," Hermione lied, while Harry added, "Ron, ya trying to be as paranoid as Moody, mate?"
"What are you trying to hiude?"
Harry and Hermione started to talk at the same time, Ron joining in.
"Harry, Hermione, Ron, STOP," Lupin finally voiced over the trio's arguing.
"Ron, I think there right, your paranoid."
"But your not always around, how would..."
Moony cut him off, "Why would your best friends hide anything from you? If they are, it's probably of the utmost importance or maybe something you'd overreact to, or kill them over, though I don't think Harry needs anyone else trying to kill him." Harry and Hermione gave weak smiles at the pun.
"Why are you guys keeping something from me?" Ron begged.
"Why shouldn't we?" Harry asked.
"You kept you and Blaise a secret for half the year, can't your friends keep something between them, only?" Hermione added.
"Are you guys together?"
"NO," they both yelped jumping apart as far as possible, which was hard, considering Harry was in a hospital bed and Hermione a chair next to the bed.
"Aww, I can always get a rise out of them with that," Ron said to a chuckling Lupin.
"I can see that, aww, I can remember, any mention of Lily or her around would drive James insane, funny, they hated each other so much, they fell in love, that shocked the school, thought they'd kill eachother before that happened... It seemed as if they'd eventually finish each other off..." Remus reminisched.
"Like me and Malfoy?" Harry questioned.
"Exactly minus the muggleborn comments and the house rivalries."
"How in the hell did Harry get here then?" Ron asked.
"That's a long story."
"Tell us sometime," Ron said.
"I will, one of these days, alright, Ron?" Remus asked.
"Definitely."
"Mr. Lupin, what are you doing here, disturbing my patient in the middle of the night?" Madam Pomfrey furiously asked.
"An owl from Dumbledore, saying Harry was injured, had to come."
"You can see him in the morning and Ms. Granger, Mr. Weasley, what are you still doing here, get to your dormitories, now, no buts, NOW," she roared as they opened there mouths to protest.
The rest of the year past with out event, Harry once again having to go back to the Dursley's unfortunetly, but armed with books to help him in his future quest.
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Thank you thank you to my beta for this story, Alex aka shdurrani.
thanks to all of you who reviewed, a sequel is planned and coming, the title right now is 'Secrets' it's h/hr, watch out for it, thank you all
-ears91
Thank you, to my beta reader, Alex, aka shdurrani. This is the final chapter, thank you to everyone who reviewed and enjoyed this story, or liked the little jokes :-)
Now on with the story.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
It's an evening in early May, dinner in the Great Hall, when an owl came for Harry Potter, during dinner! Who would send him an owl now? He wondered. Quidditich teams no longer bothered him, despite his on field heroics. Harry opened the letter, which had three words, 'Say Goodbye, Potter,' and he was swept away by the envelope, which was a Portkey, He yelled this before being compleately whisked away, or this is all they heard of his possible last word to them, "VOLD-."
Hermione and Ron grabbed the discarded note and read it, Ron started to bang his head and fists upon the table, while Hermione jumped up and yelled, "Damn Voldemort," before bolting with the letter to the staff table and thrusting it at Dumbledore.
"So, Tom has made a move."
"That's all you've got to say? Our friend has been kidnapped," Ron jumped up and yelled, before collapsing from dizzyness.
Hermione was standing in front of the staff table in shock.
"This time Harry has luck on his side, everyone continue your dinner."
"What do you mean Headmaster?" Hermione asked.
"Sit down Ms. Granger, you will soon see."
"-EMORT," Harry finished yelling, now at the destination of the portkey, which he shoved in his pocket.
"Welcome, Mr. Potter, to your end," Tom Riddle aka Lord Voldemort called as Wormtail took Harry's wand, and went back into the shadows of the cavern.
"We shall see, if you are right or if you are wrong."
"Shut it, Potter," then he motioned for one of the two Deatheaters in the shadows, "Bellatrix, your specialty."
"Crucio," she bellowed cackling.
Harry withered in agony for around five minutes, not giving them the satisfaction of screams, until Voldemort said, "Enough, let's get this over with, Wormtail, my wand." Voldemort took his wand and started his curse, "Avadra," Wormtail plunges in front of Harry, "Kedavra," getting hit full force with his Lord's killing curse.
Voldemort and Lestrange were in shock for a moment, giving Harry just enough time to grab Wormtail (Who had his wand) and the Portkey from his pocket, and they were whisked back to Hogwarts.
Landing right next to Ron, who screamed, "AWW, Wormtail!"
"He sacraficed himself for one of the three he betrayed, Me," Harry croaked out.
"Peter Pettigrew," people around the hall were gasping in shock, "wasn't he murdered by Sirius Black?" many were asking.
When Harry bellowed, "Isn't it evident to you people? No Sirius DID NOT Murder this RAT Wormtail, Scabbers, Peter betrayed My Parents, he was the Secret Keeper, NOT Sirius, Sirius Black was innocent, He spent twelve years in Azkaban as an innocent, then killed by his own cousin just two years later, she's destroyed to many lives, too many families, just ask Neville, he knows what I'm speaking of."
(I know Bellatrix didn't directly kill him, but she caused his death, Sirius falling through the veil)
"Harry, enough, Minerva, will you please take the corpse of Peter Pettigrew to the hospital wing and Mr. Potter, follow me to my office, now."
Harry reached down and pried his wand from the lifeless hand of Wormtail, before shakily following Dumbledore out of the shocked Great Hall.
"Ron?" Ginny asked, when Harry and Dumbledore were gone.
"What, Ginny?"
"Was Harry talking about your rat, Scabbers?"
"Yes, Scabbers was an anamagus, Peter Pettigrew."
"Oh my god!" she exclaimed.
"Ron, let's go wait for Harry," Hermione said getting up and the two left the Great Hall and waited outside of Dumbledore's office.
In the office, "Harry, what happened?"
"Voldemort kidnapped me, Lestrange put the crutious on me, and then 'he' meant to kill me, but Wormtail, he jumped in front of the curse, he sacraficed himself for me, who he betrayed fifthteen years ago, but I tink it's only because he owed me, I saved him third year, I wouldn't let Sirius kill him, now I guess we're even, excepct he brought Voldemort back to body."
"Do you know where you were taken?"
"No, to a cave, is all I know, Lestrange and Wormtail stood in the shadows, excepct when called forward, or disobeying."
"Your shaking Harry, the effects of a prolonged Crutious curse, you must go to the hospital wing."
"Five minutes of the curse, give or take, Moony is the last marauder, we must tell Remus," he started out of the office, collapsing on Ron and Hermione at the bottom of the staircase, and muttered, "Hospital," and the four made there way to the Hospital wing.
"Why was Mr. Potter not brought here, imediately?" demanded Madam Pomfrey, once they reached the Hospital wing.
"He had to tell me what happened, Poppy," Dumbledore spoke as he entered.
"This boy needs treatment, the crutious curse, Albus!" Poppy exclaimed.
"I know, but I had to learn what happened, to Harry, to Pettigrew, Minerva, go send express owls to Remus Lupin and Fudge, I'm sure he'll want to see the real traitor."
Two hours later Fudge stormed the hospital wing with a few Aurors and specialists in tow.
"Albus, what..." he saw Peter Pettigrew's body, "Oh my god, Sirius Black was innocent!"
"Yeah, he was," Harry scoffed from his hospital bed.
"Pettigrew, Wormtail was the secret keeper," Hermione spoke up from a chair next to Harry's bed.
"He admitted it our third year," Ron added, "You can test us under Veritiserum, if you need more proof."
"Admit it, you, the ministry sent an innocent man to Azkaban without a trial," Harry yelled hoarasly.
"Mr. Potter, calm down," Minerva said soothingly.
"Why..."
She cut him off, "Let the Headmaster take care of it."
At around midnight, Remus Lupin, Moony burst into the hospital wing.
"Where is he, is Harry okay, what happened, what's going on, is Harry okay, he's alright, right? Where is he?" He shouted upon entering, which woke Harry, Ron and Hermione up. Harry in a hospital bed, Ron and Hermione in chairs leaning, half lying on Harry's bed.
"Remus?" Harry asked, looking around blindly
(Which is what I'm doing, since my Dad had my glasses in his pocket when he went swimming, my glsses are now in a lake, and school starts a week from monday,ahh)
and feeling for his glasses, which Hermione handed to him, "Thanks," he out them on, "Moony, how are you?"
"Fine, are you okay? Anything you need?"
"I'm as well as can be expected, I'm fine as I am."
"Are you sure there's nothing?"
"Moony, it's okay, I'm here, alive... for now," he muttered.
"Hmm?"
"I'm here."
"I heard that, what were you muttering?"
"Nothing."
"You sure?"
"He didn't say anything Profes... er... Moony," Hermione answered.
"Why do you keep doing that?" Ron piped in.
"Doing what?" Hermione replied.
"Covering up things Harry mutters."
"I don't know what your talking about," she scoffed.
"Well, I'm sorry Ron, if I sometimes mutter incomprehensible things to myself, is that really such a problem?"
"No, but what does 'Mione know that I don't?"
"What are you talking about?"
"You guys are keeping something from me."
"We are doing nothing of the sort," Hermione lied, while Harry added, "Ron, ya trying to be as paranoid as Moody, mate?"
"What are you trying to hiude?"
Harry and Hermione started to talk at the same time, Ron joining in.
"Harry, Hermione, Ron, STOP," Lupin finally voiced over the trio's arguing.
"Ron, I think there right, your paranoid."
"But your not always around, how would..."
Moony cut him off, "Why would your best friends hide anything from you? If they are, it's probably of the utmost importance or maybe something you'd overreact to, or kill them over, though I don't think Harry needs anyone else trying to kill him." Harry and Hermione gave weak smiles at the pun.
"Why are you guys keeping something from me?" Ron begged.
"Why shouldn't we?" Harry asked.
"You kept you and Blaise a secret for half the year, can't your friends keep something between them, only?" Hermione added.
"Are you guys together?"
"NO," they both yelped jumping apart as far as possible, which was hard, considering Harry was in a hospital bed and Hermione a chair next to the bed.
"Aww, I can always get a rise out of them with that," Ron said to a chuckling Lupin.
"I can see that, aww, I can remember, any mention of Lily or her around would drive James insane, funny, they hated each other so much, they fell in love, that shocked the school, thought they'd kill eachother before that happened... It seemed as if they'd eventually finish each other off..." Remus reminisched.
"Like me and Malfoy?" Harry questioned.
"Exactly minus the muggleborn comments and the house rivalries."
"How in the hell did Harry get here then?" Ron asked.
"That's a long story."
"Tell us sometime," Ron said.
"I will, one of these days, alright, Ron?" Remus asked.
"Definitely."
"Mr. Lupin, what are you doing here, disturbing my patient in the middle of the night?" Madam Pomfrey furiously asked.
"An owl from Dumbledore, saying Harry was injured, had to come."
"You can see him in the morning and Ms. Granger, Mr. Weasley, what are you still doing here, get to your dormitories, now, no buts, NOW," she roared as they opened there mouths to protest.
The rest of the year past with out event, Harry once again having to go back to the Dursley's unfortunetly, but armed with books to help him in his future quest.
~~~~~~~~
Thank you thank you to my beta for this story, Alex aka shdurrani.
thanks to all of you who reviewed, a sequel is planned and coming, the title right now is 'Secrets' it's h/hr, watch out for it, thank you all
-ears91