A/N
– Okay, here's the score… This chapter is pretty short, and it's VERY strange,
I'm not just being my usual self by saying that… It IS strange. I'm not quite sure why it's weird, but it
came out that way… Now, the thing is, there are A LOT of loose ends that need
tying up in this story so that I can move on… This story will probably end up
longer than I ever imagined… It'll probably take all summer, but I'm sure my
faithful reviewers will stick with me… won't you? I hope you do, but more than that I hope I get over this darned
writer's block… It's probably the exams… We'll see.
Anyways,
sorry for holding you up… Here's the story!
Harry
focused on the direction from which the dark magic was emanating, he tensed up
and sprang against his bindings, pulling over the Death Eaters who were trying
to restrain him. He might not remember
exactly why he was so desperate to destroy the dark magic, but there was
something inside of him that needed to at least try.
He
plunged towards Voldemort blindly, not thinking about what he was doing. He could hear Voldemort's laughter... He
always seems to be laughing at me! Mocking me! Ever since I was a
child! I have to stop him! But just as Harry neared Voldemort he
recoiled sharply, he felt his mind fighting to retain his precious memories, he
fought the darkness that was engulfing him, he wouldn't forget! He just couldn't. But slowly he realised that this was a battle he could not
win. Voldemort had won, he felt his
dragon form crash to the floor, as his mind began to shut down, the last thing
he saw was Ginny's face, before there was blackness.
~~~*~~~*~~~
Mundungus
Fletcher watched with interest as the white dragon fought itself free from the
death eaters who had been brave enough to try and hold his binds, he looked to
the dark lord, who was laughing manically,
"Fletcher,
he is caving in to his animalistic traits, I think one more dose of my curse
will do the trick, and I shall at last have my weapon, and my heir."
Voldemort
said quietly before turning his blazing red eyes to Harry again who was nearing
them and looked desperate to attack. Voldemort's mouth formed the words of the Anillia Equanimia once more,
but the only words that Fletcher could make out were 'Thomas Marvolo Riddle'
and at last he understood. Voldemort
wasn't just going to wipe away Harry's personality... he was going to replace
it.
Fletcher
watched as the magnificent dragon fell to the floor seemingly unconscious.
"That
isn't meant to happen… Is it?"
Asked
Fletcher confused.
"We
will now see if the boy accepts his new personality, I am in no doubt that we
will soon be in the presence of a new dawn, one where The-boy-who-lived will
serve The Dark Lord, and we shall conquer the world!"
Fletcher
shrunk away slightly from Voldemort, who seemed to be loosing his composure
slightly, which usually wasn't a good thing.
"I've
waited long enough, this shall be the beginning of the end for those pitiful
muggle lovers, and they'll be destroyed by their own saviour!" Cried Voldemort, Fletcher noticed that all
but one of the other death eaters were watching Voldemort eagerly, the other
had his eyes glued on the white dragon and was clenching his long thin white
fingers into fists, he didn't need to see the face to know who this was,
Severus Snape had been his enemy since Hogwarts.
~~~*~~~*~~~
As Harry fell through the darkness he suddenly realised
that he wasn't falling at all, he wasn't in his body anymore, he wasn't a
being, but simply a spirit of himself, but at least he knew who he was.
He saw something in the darkness, a scene. He saw himself, in his animagus form, and
standing over him was himself in his human form… What was going on? But then he realised that it wasn't himself,
it was… His father. Then he noticed the
scene on his other side, and the sight haunted his soul, on that other side of
him he could see his animagus form again, and standing over it was the skinny
boy whose cold expression and cruel sneer gave him away as Thomas Riddle, the
boy who had become Lord Voldemort.
Harry was confused, he looked between the two scenes in
dismay, he could only see one of the scenes at a time, then, out of the
darkness came a voice. It was a silky
voice, not menacing but commanding all the same.
"Harry Potter, both of these souls claim you, both have
been lost, both have claimed to know your life's purpose, now you must
choose. No mental thought will make
your decision... it will be entirely based on your own essence. A wise one once told you that the person you
are is decided by the decisions you make, but what is it that makes those
decisions? I tell you now Harry Potter
it is not the conscious mind, but the essence, which decides. And so be it now…"
So Harry would decide, but he could not mentally control
the decision. He could only watch. Harry watched in amazement as an image of
himself appeared, shimmering in front of him, it smiled at Harry, then it
looked, as Harry had done at the two scenes, slowly he seemed to come to a
decision, Harry waited, panicking slightly, what if he'd made the wrong choice?
Then his own essence seemed to dissolve into a shimmering
cloud, the cloud separated into dark and light, and Harry watched, astonished,
as two of himself materialised from the clouds, the one from the light looked
directly at the scene with Harry's father, the one from the dark looked the
other way, and suddenly Harry realised what was happening, the two represented
the good and bad sides of the essence that made him Harry.
The two looked at each other before moving closer together,
Harry could sense the conflict between them. And suddenly in a burst of light they were gone. The two scenes had also disappeared and
there was once more only darkness, the voice returned…
"The being you call Voldemort thinks that a person's
essence can be destroyed, this is not so, the Anillia Equanimia simply removes
it from the person's body. But when the
spell attempts to replace the person's persona, it can only succeed if the
essence does not reject it's replacement. In your case, there was a difference... a protection has been on your
very soul Harry Potter, one that involved a very deep magic. You did not have to fight Thomas Riddle,
instead you had to choose between the destiny set by your father, and the one
set by Thomas Riddle. You have made the decision, your destiny awaits you
Harry, but know this, destinies are never written in stone."
Suddenly the darkness was gone, there was a painfully
blinding light and then there were voices.
~~~*~~~*~~~
Remus, Ginny and Padfoot entered Dumbledore's office
quickly and Dumbledore looked them over briefly before saying
"What has happened?"
Remus looked at Ginny and nodded.
"I'm a telepath, and I've talked to Harry." Said Ginny quietly.
Dumbledore's face virtually shone with excitement but his
voice remained as calm as ever.
"What did Mr Potter have to say?"
"He said that he's basically alright, but I think he just
said that to comfort me. But I'm
worried professor, he's having trouble remembering things.
"What sorts of things?" Asked Dumbledore gently.
"He didn't remember any of his friends' names… even Ron and
Hermione." Said Ginny quietly.
"But he recognised you?"
"Yes, I'm not sure why… Maybe it was just because he could
hear my voice… I don't know." Mumbled
Ginny.
"Can you talk to him now?" Asked Lupin.
"I… think so."
"Just relax and concentrate Miss Weasley, we've got time."
Ginny sat back in her chair and closed her eyes.
"Harry…"
There was no reply.
"Harry! Please talk
to me."
Still nothing.
"Harry, can you hear me?"
Ginny was panicking now, either Harry was ignoring her or…
well she didn't want to think what might have happened to him.
"Professor! There's
no reply!" Said Ginny opening her eyes
and gripping the arms of her chair in panic.
Dumbledore's face was grave. He looked towards Lupin who looked equally nervous and down to
Sirius, who was circling the room in his dog form looking miserable.
"Ginny, I'm afraid I have some bad news." Said Dumbledore softly.
"What is it?" Asked
Ginny, meeting the headmaster's gaze reluctantly and gripping the chair's arms
even more tightly.
"Voldemort has captured 4 people. Three of them were your parents and your brother Percy, the
fourth was Minister Fudge."
Ginny seemed to shrink into her chair, she felt the tears
welling in her eyes but she forced them back.
"V-Voldemort has them?" Stuttered Ginny forcing out the words in a chocked voice.
"Yes my dear. But
we're doing all that we can. Talking of
which. Remus, I would like you and
Snuffles to search the Burrow for any clues. The ministry officials haven't been in there yet, I'm going to go myself
to meet with them and discuss the minister's disappearance, but I have other
things to attend to first." Said
Dumbledore pushing his glasses further up on his crooked nose.
Lupin nodded and he and the dog left in silence.
Ginny pulled her robes more tightly around her feeling
suddenly cold.
"Your brother's haven't been told yet. But they should be here soon, I sent Minerva
for them, do you want to be here when I tell them?"
"I think I should be there to help them." She said
determinedly
"That's what I thought, try not to worry Miss Weasley, I'm
sure everything will find a way of working out."
Said Dumbledore, but his comforting smile didn't reach his
eyes, which showed that he was as distraught and worried as she was.
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A/N
I
hope that wasn't too confusing… strange… weird… (insert further adjectives here)…
*shrugs
shoulders*… Anyways, have fun guys, enjoy your summers by the way… I take it
some of you guys are already on vacation… *sighs longingly*
Hope
that it's sunny where you are… *stares outside at the blue sky which has just
come out after the torrential rain…* *and tuts about English weather*
Ahem,
anyways, thanks to everyone who's reviewed, I know that lots of you couldn't
review ch30 coz of my laziness in updating it with the second half a few days
later *ahem, sorry!*… But thanks anyway!
Specially
to my friends… the 'riddles'& Kelzery over the internet, but also…
Jess
Payne, Maxine Pugh, Alice Woodcock, Hazera Begum, Danni Connell, Nona, Liili
and Sunns,
I
am SOOO going to miss you guys next year, so if you read this then thanks for
all being so great.
Erm,
I guess I should also say a huge Thankyou to my little sister Angie… You help
to keep me sane… well sorta… and you always help with my fic when I go
mental! You're a really cool sister,
the coolest 12 yr old I know!!! Luv ya!
Luv
You All!
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(Wow
I'm emotional and soppy 2day… sorry about all that guff and sorry the chapter
was short and confusing!)