A/N: Did I give the last chapter away??? Sorry I didn't realise. Anyways, I
hope you liked the last chapter none the less. I have had this bit planned
out for SO long and now I can finally write it down. YAY!! Well, keep
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~*~*~*~Chapter 29: Face to Face ~*~*~*~
Harry entered the room and froze in shock. There was an incredibly pale girl giving off a blue glow, sitting unconscious in an armchair. And there was the face he had loathed and feared for the past seven years. Red slits looked at him set back in a white pointed face. Next to him stood a middle aged woman with waist length black hair and a familiar set of eyes. Harry still hadn't gotten revenge on Bellatrix Lestrange. If Voldemort weren't here to be defeated, he would have raced over and throttled her, even if it killed her. There was such a rage coursing through him.
The members of the Order were sending out spells and deflecting others. There were definitely more death eaters than Aurors. Most were duelling with two. Harry shot a stunning spell at a hooded man he guessed. He looked around and saw the pale legs of the girl disappear through a wall. Harry grabbed Hilary and Draco by the neck and dragged them through with him. Hermione saw them go, but continued fighting with a death eater.
Harry looked around the room. The floor was made of dirt and the wall and ceiling of stone. There was a single light bulb in the room. Harry looked around and saw the girl who looked exactly like Hilary lying on the floor in a corner. Hilary, Harry and Draco rushed to her. Harry stopped abruptly. Voldemort had appeared out of nowhere in front of him and another person had appeared in front of Draco though Harry didn't dare take his eyes of Voldemort.
Draco was running with the other three to retrieve the girl when someone materialised in front of him. He looked into the face and gasped before falling to his knees.
"How?" was all he asked.
"Did you think I would be out of your life forever? I know what happened Draco."
He kneeled there in shock.
"Get up you filth. How dare you kneel on the dirt like that," the man demanded.
Draco slowly got up, his face slowly contorting into one of rage.
"I heard what you have been up to at Hogwarts and certain relationships that have been going on," the voice of Lucius Malfoy rang out.
"You should be dead. I was at your funeral. I saw your body," Draco got out.
"If my faithful leader had not come to retrieve me, I would be dead. But he heard what had happened and came to get me. Draco, I know who tipped the ministry off. Why did you do it? I treated you as best as I could."
"Well then it obviously wasn't good enough. You always told me to stand up for myself, be higher than everyone else. Well, guess what. I'm not. And neither are you, you hypocrite. You suck up to Voldemort like he is your life and soul. It makes me sick!" Draco yelled.
"Ah, but Draco. You don't understand. The dark lord is my life and soul. Now stop changing the subject. I heard that you and a certain mudblood, the filthiest of all might I add, have been seeing each other. I believe you are in 'love'?"
"How did you know?"
"Oh, I have ways Draco. I also hear you're getting along very well with Potter, my lords downfall. I though you could never go as low as to love a mudblood and be friends with prissy boys such as Potter and Weasley. I see I was wrong."
"How did you know?" Draco asked through clenched teeth.
"Draco!" a voice gasped out. Hermione had just stumbled out of the wall. Hilary was holding her twin trying to revive her and warm her up.
"Hermione. Go away! He's here." Draco yelled.
"Who?" she asked. "Voldemort?"
"Yes, and my father."
Hermione gasped.
"Ah, I see my son's lover has come to save him." Lucius sneered.
"How do you know?" Hermione asked coming up to stand near Draco with a furious look of detest on her face.
"He got his information from me," a new voice said through the shadows. It was oddly familiar to Hermione.
"Who are.Oh my goodness," Hermione gasped as the young man walked out of the shadows and stood next to Lucius wearing a triumphant smirk.
"How are you Granger? Didn't expect to see me did you? The small quiet guy that no one notices. The guy that never gets acknowledged for anything he does! Maybe if people appreciated me like they did you and Harry, I wouldn't be here now and neither of you would be in this situation," Ernie Macmillan said, twirling his wand in his fingers.
"How could you?! We were always there for you if you ever needed it. You know that we didn't hate you. Harry always felt that if he'd gotten to know you better you would have turned out to be much better friends, but since the remarks you made about him in the second year, he has never really looked at you in the same light," Hermione said, tears at the edge of her eyes.
"Shut up mudblood! You're pathetic! I was a few marks away from you for every subject but no one noticed because I'm not a big mouthed know it all like you!" he shouted at her.
"Enough of this. Macmillan, take care of her. I'll deal with him," Lucius' cold voice echoed through the dungeon.
Ernie turned to Hermione with a manic glint in his eyes and pointed his wand at her.
MEANWHILE
"So young Harry. How have your days at school been? Filled with fear? I believe I gave you quite scare during your exams. You thought I would never find out where you were didn't you. But dear Harry. You must understand, I know everything there is to know. I know why you are here today, I know about Ginny, and I believe you may be saddened to know her state at the moment. But you won't have long to dwell on that, as I will finish you off for once and for all." Voldemort pointed at the wall. "Solidify!" he shouted.
Harry whipped out his wand and shot it at Voldemort the minute he did that. "Stupefy!" Harry yelled.
"Deflecto!" Voldemort muttered in a flash and the spell burst into the wall.
"Uh uh uh Harry. Play nice. It isn't moral to point your wand on someone when their back is turned. And you follow everything by morals don't you Harry?"
"There are no morals involved here. You don't deserve to die a noble death. You deserve to die like my mother, with no sympathy."
"Noble words Harry. Unfortunately, they won't be useful in saving your life. Crucio!" he yelled suddenly.
"Avertay!" Harry yelled quickly.
"Bit slow there. Surely you can beat a measly person like me can't you? I think you're losing your touch."
"Yes, I can beat a worthless piece of filth like you, but I am not trying. When I do finally, there will be no comebacks to be made. I'm just warming up," he said with a sneer.
"How do you know about our plans?" Harry asked glaring at him at the same time.
"Well, like you have your spies, we have ours. Does the name MacMillan ring a bell?"
"You're lying!" Harry yelled.
"No Harry. I'm not. Why don't you take a look to the left? I believe your friend Draco and my associate are exchanging words."
"I will not turn my back on you. I know you hold no morals."
"So be it." he conjured a screen and Ernie was seen sneering at Draco alongside."
"Lucius Malfoy. I should have known. Lacarnem Inflamare!" Harry yelled quickly as the fire spell shot through the screen disintegrating it.
"Deflecto", Voldemort drawled lazily.
The spell sped to the ceiling and burst showering sparks on the two of them.
"Crucio!" Voldemort yelled. This time Harry wasn't fast enough to defend himself. He keeled over screaming and shaking. Harry tried to fight the spell as much as he could but it was too strong. Voldemort lifted the spell. Harry stood shakily on his feet.
"You are no match for me Harry. I have realised my mistakes from the past, and will not repeat them. I gave you a chance to live and rule with me do you remember, when you foolishly kept the Philosophers stone from me? It was pointless for you to turn me down. There is no good and evil. There is only power, and you are foolish enough to not notice you."
"You make me sick," Harry muttered icily.
"Do I now? I see young Potter is tired of playing games. Now I can make this painful, or painful," Voldemort said sneering at him.
"Prepare to die now Harry. Die like your mother and father down on your knees," Voldemort said. Harry felt a heavy sensation in his knees that were pulling him down to the ground. He fought with every last ounce of strength he owned.
"I will never kneel to you, you liar. My parents died with morality and they are acknowledged for it today. You will never get any sympathy from anyone. That is the difference between you and my parents," Harry managed to breathe out.
Voldemort lifted the charm. "Yes, that is the difference between me and your parents. But there is another big difference. They're dead, and I'm not," Voldemort said coldly, laughing cruelly after that.
"I believe you want to see your parents again don't you Harry? I can make that come true. Avada Kedavra!" he shouted and a flash of green light issued from his wand heading for the stunned Harry.
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Disclaimer: I'm quite sure you know it by now.
~*~*~*~Chapter 29: Face to Face ~*~*~*~
Harry entered the room and froze in shock. There was an incredibly pale girl giving off a blue glow, sitting unconscious in an armchair. And there was the face he had loathed and feared for the past seven years. Red slits looked at him set back in a white pointed face. Next to him stood a middle aged woman with waist length black hair and a familiar set of eyes. Harry still hadn't gotten revenge on Bellatrix Lestrange. If Voldemort weren't here to be defeated, he would have raced over and throttled her, even if it killed her. There was such a rage coursing through him.
The members of the Order were sending out spells and deflecting others. There were definitely more death eaters than Aurors. Most were duelling with two. Harry shot a stunning spell at a hooded man he guessed. He looked around and saw the pale legs of the girl disappear through a wall. Harry grabbed Hilary and Draco by the neck and dragged them through with him. Hermione saw them go, but continued fighting with a death eater.
Harry looked around the room. The floor was made of dirt and the wall and ceiling of stone. There was a single light bulb in the room. Harry looked around and saw the girl who looked exactly like Hilary lying on the floor in a corner. Hilary, Harry and Draco rushed to her. Harry stopped abruptly. Voldemort had appeared out of nowhere in front of him and another person had appeared in front of Draco though Harry didn't dare take his eyes of Voldemort.
Draco was running with the other three to retrieve the girl when someone materialised in front of him. He looked into the face and gasped before falling to his knees.
"How?" was all he asked.
"Did you think I would be out of your life forever? I know what happened Draco."
He kneeled there in shock.
"Get up you filth. How dare you kneel on the dirt like that," the man demanded.
Draco slowly got up, his face slowly contorting into one of rage.
"I heard what you have been up to at Hogwarts and certain relationships that have been going on," the voice of Lucius Malfoy rang out.
"You should be dead. I was at your funeral. I saw your body," Draco got out.
"If my faithful leader had not come to retrieve me, I would be dead. But he heard what had happened and came to get me. Draco, I know who tipped the ministry off. Why did you do it? I treated you as best as I could."
"Well then it obviously wasn't good enough. You always told me to stand up for myself, be higher than everyone else. Well, guess what. I'm not. And neither are you, you hypocrite. You suck up to Voldemort like he is your life and soul. It makes me sick!" Draco yelled.
"Ah, but Draco. You don't understand. The dark lord is my life and soul. Now stop changing the subject. I heard that you and a certain mudblood, the filthiest of all might I add, have been seeing each other. I believe you are in 'love'?"
"How did you know?"
"Oh, I have ways Draco. I also hear you're getting along very well with Potter, my lords downfall. I though you could never go as low as to love a mudblood and be friends with prissy boys such as Potter and Weasley. I see I was wrong."
"How did you know?" Draco asked through clenched teeth.
"Draco!" a voice gasped out. Hermione had just stumbled out of the wall. Hilary was holding her twin trying to revive her and warm her up.
"Hermione. Go away! He's here." Draco yelled.
"Who?" she asked. "Voldemort?"
"Yes, and my father."
Hermione gasped.
"Ah, I see my son's lover has come to save him." Lucius sneered.
"How do you know?" Hermione asked coming up to stand near Draco with a furious look of detest on her face.
"He got his information from me," a new voice said through the shadows. It was oddly familiar to Hermione.
"Who are.Oh my goodness," Hermione gasped as the young man walked out of the shadows and stood next to Lucius wearing a triumphant smirk.
"How are you Granger? Didn't expect to see me did you? The small quiet guy that no one notices. The guy that never gets acknowledged for anything he does! Maybe if people appreciated me like they did you and Harry, I wouldn't be here now and neither of you would be in this situation," Ernie Macmillan said, twirling his wand in his fingers.
"How could you?! We were always there for you if you ever needed it. You know that we didn't hate you. Harry always felt that if he'd gotten to know you better you would have turned out to be much better friends, but since the remarks you made about him in the second year, he has never really looked at you in the same light," Hermione said, tears at the edge of her eyes.
"Shut up mudblood! You're pathetic! I was a few marks away from you for every subject but no one noticed because I'm not a big mouthed know it all like you!" he shouted at her.
"Enough of this. Macmillan, take care of her. I'll deal with him," Lucius' cold voice echoed through the dungeon.
Ernie turned to Hermione with a manic glint in his eyes and pointed his wand at her.
MEANWHILE
"So young Harry. How have your days at school been? Filled with fear? I believe I gave you quite scare during your exams. You thought I would never find out where you were didn't you. But dear Harry. You must understand, I know everything there is to know. I know why you are here today, I know about Ginny, and I believe you may be saddened to know her state at the moment. But you won't have long to dwell on that, as I will finish you off for once and for all." Voldemort pointed at the wall. "Solidify!" he shouted.
Harry whipped out his wand and shot it at Voldemort the minute he did that. "Stupefy!" Harry yelled.
"Deflecto!" Voldemort muttered in a flash and the spell burst into the wall.
"Uh uh uh Harry. Play nice. It isn't moral to point your wand on someone when their back is turned. And you follow everything by morals don't you Harry?"
"There are no morals involved here. You don't deserve to die a noble death. You deserve to die like my mother, with no sympathy."
"Noble words Harry. Unfortunately, they won't be useful in saving your life. Crucio!" he yelled suddenly.
"Avertay!" Harry yelled quickly.
"Bit slow there. Surely you can beat a measly person like me can't you? I think you're losing your touch."
"Yes, I can beat a worthless piece of filth like you, but I am not trying. When I do finally, there will be no comebacks to be made. I'm just warming up," he said with a sneer.
"How do you know about our plans?" Harry asked glaring at him at the same time.
"Well, like you have your spies, we have ours. Does the name MacMillan ring a bell?"
"You're lying!" Harry yelled.
"No Harry. I'm not. Why don't you take a look to the left? I believe your friend Draco and my associate are exchanging words."
"I will not turn my back on you. I know you hold no morals."
"So be it." he conjured a screen and Ernie was seen sneering at Draco alongside."
"Lucius Malfoy. I should have known. Lacarnem Inflamare!" Harry yelled quickly as the fire spell shot through the screen disintegrating it.
"Deflecto", Voldemort drawled lazily.
The spell sped to the ceiling and burst showering sparks on the two of them.
"Crucio!" Voldemort yelled. This time Harry wasn't fast enough to defend himself. He keeled over screaming and shaking. Harry tried to fight the spell as much as he could but it was too strong. Voldemort lifted the spell. Harry stood shakily on his feet.
"You are no match for me Harry. I have realised my mistakes from the past, and will not repeat them. I gave you a chance to live and rule with me do you remember, when you foolishly kept the Philosophers stone from me? It was pointless for you to turn me down. There is no good and evil. There is only power, and you are foolish enough to not notice you."
"You make me sick," Harry muttered icily.
"Do I now? I see young Potter is tired of playing games. Now I can make this painful, or painful," Voldemort said sneering at him.
"Prepare to die now Harry. Die like your mother and father down on your knees," Voldemort said. Harry felt a heavy sensation in his knees that were pulling him down to the ground. He fought with every last ounce of strength he owned.
"I will never kneel to you, you liar. My parents died with morality and they are acknowledged for it today. You will never get any sympathy from anyone. That is the difference between you and my parents," Harry managed to breathe out.
Voldemort lifted the charm. "Yes, that is the difference between me and your parents. But there is another big difference. They're dead, and I'm not," Voldemort said coldly, laughing cruelly after that.
"I believe you want to see your parents again don't you Harry? I can make that come true. Avada Kedavra!" he shouted and a flash of green light issued from his wand heading for the stunned Harry.
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