"Voldemort!" Harry looked up and saw him glaring at Harry. Harry returned glared at the thing, not even fit to be called human anymore, with hate and fear beyond any belief.
"Potter! We meet again?" He snarled in return. He stared down at Harry with that all-too-familiar look of pure hatred in his eyes that he continued to see in his nightmares. Harry tried to suppress his fear and anger and take control of himself before Voldemort did. A moment Voldemort tilted his head back and laughed his evil high pitched laugh. "You still call me Voldemort, but I can see that you are scared of me Potter. That just proves what I keep saying."
A few moments passed in silence as Harry just stared Voldemort and he just stared straight back with an evil and sick smile on his snake-like face. Suddenly Voldemort reached inside his robes and pulled out his wand. The action seemed almost in slow motion but Harry expected to be unable to move as Voldemort pointed his wand at him but this time he turned his head and caught sight of warm brown eyes staring lovingly into his eyes as Voldemort screamed in his inhumanly high pitched voice, "Avada Kedravra".
This time Harry just stood there, he didn't die like he was supposed to. He the love from Ginny's eyes and it gave him strength. Voldemort began shouting the curse again and again but each time nothing happened. Finally, Harry turned to look back into those chocolate brown eyes that he loved so much and found what could only be described as his worse than his worst nightmares, the thing he would hate so much laying there before his eyes. Ginny pale and cold…
Harry woke up and found himself still in the Common Room. Everyone else had gone to bed and he was the only person left lying on the couch in front of the fire.
He looked into the flames contemplating what he had just seen, when realisation dawned on him, and a very primitive feeling swept over him. He must protect Ginny at ALL COSTS.
He quickly got up and rushed up to Ginnys dormitory to check on her, he pulled himself up by the rail, and quickly but quietly opened the door to Ginny's dorm and walked over to her bed. She had the covers pulled over her and Harry could only see a lump the size of a person under her sheets. Relieved he walked over to her and pulled back her covers slightly to reveal her head. Only it wasn't her head. He pulled back the covers to reveal pillows set out on her bed with a note. A feeling of dread came over him but was quickly extinguished as he read the note and saw that it was in Ginnys handwriting explaining that she had gone for some fresh air in a 'quiet place'. Harry knew exactly where that was so he rushed to his dorm, grabbed his cloak and map and headed towards the lake.
When he got to the spot where he suspected Ginny to be he found nothing. On closer inspection he found another note and picked it up to read it.
Potter, Again you forsake the lives of your associates but will be you so quick to forsake a friend or future lover, especially when she looks so much like your mother? You know what to do.
Harry just stood there willingly himself not to breakdown. Tears welled up in his eyes as he thought of how he had just realised how he REALLY thought of her. Since he began to get to know her a bit better in his fifth year in the DA etc. he had begun to notice as more than just Ron's little sister, but as Ginny Weasley as her own person, with her thoughts, feelings and an almost perfect feminine body. He liked her, but this wasn't just as a friend, it was more than that. He mentally slapped himself again. It was just a crush, wasn't it?
He eventually got himself together and still under his cloak he ran all the way to Dumbledores office. When he reached there, a tired looking Dumbledore greeted him. Harry explained his dream and that he had gone to check on Ginny, found her note and gone to look for her. He then explained that he found another note from Voldemort and handed it over to his Headmaster to read.
"Oh dear." Was all he said, the care line even more evident on the old mans face.
"Sir, I can't wait any longer. The next time Snape is called I'm leaving to get Ginny and the others" He looked up at Dumbledore who gave him one of his penetrating gazes.
"As much as I don't want this to happen it has to be done. We shall inform Professor Snape of this." He emphasised the 'Professor part'. He got up and went to his private rooms and reappeared minutes later fully dressed, and beckoning Harry to follow him.
He followed him down to the dungeons where they found Snape.
"Severus?" Snape looked up and grunted "It is now time." Snape quickly turned his head and faced Harry giving a quick look of pity before turning back to face Dumbledore.
"Very well, the Polyjuice is ready." Snape turned scooped a goblet of the disgusting potion handed it to Harry. He pulled out one of his hairs and pulled in a vial. "Put this into the potion just before you drink it."
Harry sighed and sat down in Snapes dungeon, and waited for a signal to join Voldemorts side as Snape, and challenge at the possible cost of his own life. With this thought and who knows how much time before he left, he began to compose letters to his friends, explaining his dreams, nightmares, thoughts, feelings, but he conveniently left out how he felt b about Ginny in their letters, but tried to explain, in detail, how he felt in her letter. On the front of each letter he put strict instructions on them so that they not be opened unless in the case of his death. Once he had sealed the letters Dobby brought him up something to eat and drink.
"Harry Potter sir, must eat if he is to keep his strength up."
"Thanks Dobby" He pulled out the letters "Dobby could…Could you gives these to Ron and Hermione once I'm gone please?"
Dobby looked up at Harry with tears in his eyes. "Yes sir, Dobby will sir, Dobby will deliver the letters to Harry Potters Hermy and his Wheezes." With a click of his fingers he disappeared.
By seven o'clock Harry had finished what Dobby had brought and was beginning to wonder if it WOULD happen when Dumbledore followed by Snape came into the Dungeon.
"Go here." He handed Harry a slip of parchment with an address on it. Harry turned to leave "Oh and Potter" Harry turned around to look at his Potions master "Good Luck".
Harry put the hair into the potion pulled on some borrowed robes from Snape and drank it down. As soon as the transformation had completed he walked out of the dungeon followed by Dumbledore, who had cast the illusion charm over himself. As they walked out of the school and down the road to Hogsmead, Harry had a sudden feeling come over him. He was afraid. More afraid than he had ever been.
As the entered Hogsmead, Harry took out his wand and apparated, along with Dumbledore to where he might very well meet his end.
"Potter! We meet again?" He snarled in return. He stared down at Harry with that all-too-familiar look of pure hatred in his eyes that he continued to see in his nightmares. Harry tried to suppress his fear and anger and take control of himself before Voldemort did. A moment Voldemort tilted his head back and laughed his evil high pitched laugh. "You still call me Voldemort, but I can see that you are scared of me Potter. That just proves what I keep saying."
A few moments passed in silence as Harry just stared Voldemort and he just stared straight back with an evil and sick smile on his snake-like face. Suddenly Voldemort reached inside his robes and pulled out his wand. The action seemed almost in slow motion but Harry expected to be unable to move as Voldemort pointed his wand at him but this time he turned his head and caught sight of warm brown eyes staring lovingly into his eyes as Voldemort screamed in his inhumanly high pitched voice, "Avada Kedravra".
This time Harry just stood there, he didn't die like he was supposed to. He the love from Ginny's eyes and it gave him strength. Voldemort began shouting the curse again and again but each time nothing happened. Finally, Harry turned to look back into those chocolate brown eyes that he loved so much and found what could only be described as his worse than his worst nightmares, the thing he would hate so much laying there before his eyes. Ginny pale and cold…
Harry woke up and found himself still in the Common Room. Everyone else had gone to bed and he was the only person left lying on the couch in front of the fire.
He looked into the flames contemplating what he had just seen, when realisation dawned on him, and a very primitive feeling swept over him. He must protect Ginny at ALL COSTS.
He quickly got up and rushed up to Ginnys dormitory to check on her, he pulled himself up by the rail, and quickly but quietly opened the door to Ginny's dorm and walked over to her bed. She had the covers pulled over her and Harry could only see a lump the size of a person under her sheets. Relieved he walked over to her and pulled back her covers slightly to reveal her head. Only it wasn't her head. He pulled back the covers to reveal pillows set out on her bed with a note. A feeling of dread came over him but was quickly extinguished as he read the note and saw that it was in Ginnys handwriting explaining that she had gone for some fresh air in a 'quiet place'. Harry knew exactly where that was so he rushed to his dorm, grabbed his cloak and map and headed towards the lake.
When he got to the spot where he suspected Ginny to be he found nothing. On closer inspection he found another note and picked it up to read it.
Potter, Again you forsake the lives of your associates but will be you so quick to forsake a friend or future lover, especially when she looks so much like your mother? You know what to do.
Harry just stood there willingly himself not to breakdown. Tears welled up in his eyes as he thought of how he had just realised how he REALLY thought of her. Since he began to get to know her a bit better in his fifth year in the DA etc. he had begun to notice as more than just Ron's little sister, but as Ginny Weasley as her own person, with her thoughts, feelings and an almost perfect feminine body. He liked her, but this wasn't just as a friend, it was more than that. He mentally slapped himself again. It was just a crush, wasn't it?
He eventually got himself together and still under his cloak he ran all the way to Dumbledores office. When he reached there, a tired looking Dumbledore greeted him. Harry explained his dream and that he had gone to check on Ginny, found her note and gone to look for her. He then explained that he found another note from Voldemort and handed it over to his Headmaster to read.
"Oh dear." Was all he said, the care line even more evident on the old mans face.
"Sir, I can't wait any longer. The next time Snape is called I'm leaving to get Ginny and the others" He looked up at Dumbledore who gave him one of his penetrating gazes.
"As much as I don't want this to happen it has to be done. We shall inform Professor Snape of this." He emphasised the 'Professor part'. He got up and went to his private rooms and reappeared minutes later fully dressed, and beckoning Harry to follow him.
He followed him down to the dungeons where they found Snape.
"Severus?" Snape looked up and grunted "It is now time." Snape quickly turned his head and faced Harry giving a quick look of pity before turning back to face Dumbledore.
"Very well, the Polyjuice is ready." Snape turned scooped a goblet of the disgusting potion handed it to Harry. He pulled out one of his hairs and pulled in a vial. "Put this into the potion just before you drink it."
Harry sighed and sat down in Snapes dungeon, and waited for a signal to join Voldemorts side as Snape, and challenge at the possible cost of his own life. With this thought and who knows how much time before he left, he began to compose letters to his friends, explaining his dreams, nightmares, thoughts, feelings, but he conveniently left out how he felt b about Ginny in their letters, but tried to explain, in detail, how he felt in her letter. On the front of each letter he put strict instructions on them so that they not be opened unless in the case of his death. Once he had sealed the letters Dobby brought him up something to eat and drink.
"Harry Potter sir, must eat if he is to keep his strength up."
"Thanks Dobby" He pulled out the letters "Dobby could…Could you gives these to Ron and Hermione once I'm gone please?"
Dobby looked up at Harry with tears in his eyes. "Yes sir, Dobby will sir, Dobby will deliver the letters to Harry Potters Hermy and his Wheezes." With a click of his fingers he disappeared.
By seven o'clock Harry had finished what Dobby had brought and was beginning to wonder if it WOULD happen when Dumbledore followed by Snape came into the Dungeon.
"Go here." He handed Harry a slip of parchment with an address on it. Harry turned to leave "Oh and Potter" Harry turned around to look at his Potions master "Good Luck".
Harry put the hair into the potion pulled on some borrowed robes from Snape and drank it down. As soon as the transformation had completed he walked out of the dungeon followed by Dumbledore, who had cast the illusion charm over himself. As they walked out of the school and down the road to Hogsmead, Harry had a sudden feeling come over him. He was afraid. More afraid than he had ever been.
As the entered Hogsmead, Harry took out his wand and apparated, along with Dumbledore to where he might very well meet his end.