Chapter Forty
Cilly Climax
"Dumbledore," Peter whimpered.
"What of it half pint?" Dumbledore shot back.
"Ablava." Peter screamed. Dumbledore went spinning into the air, landing in the grand father clock.
"Dumbledore!" Tonks and Harry yelled. Tonks was caught off guard and Miley had tied her up quickly.
Harry dashed to Dumbledore's side. His face was bloody and hi white hair in his face. He looked dead.
"Now who can say Peter Pettigrew betrayed the Dark Lord." Peter almost sang. "I sent him Evans, killed Albus Dumbledore and am about to deliver the famous Harry Potter to him. who can say Wormtail ever betrayed anyone."
Harry jumped and spinned at once.
"I should killed you." He hissed.
"You haven't the nerve." Peter said off handedly, lunging at Harry.
Miley yelled another hex.
Harry balance himself for the hit, but it wasn't sent at him.
Peter collapsed in pain.
"What in the blood hell is all the racked down here?" Sirius said, rubbing his head and coming down the stairs. "Listen to this Prongs: for the first time I read for choice and you all have a party! This is not fair." He cried, laughing.
He looked around and saw Peter, stumbling to get to his feet.
"SIRIUS!" Wormtail squealed, backing against the wall. "YOU'RE. YOU'RE DEAD!"
Sirius's eyes began to twitch and his body shook. His knees gave in and he fell the rest of the way down the stairs, ending up next to Charlie.
He slowly stirred as everyone in the room watched.
"Damn, fell down those bloody stairs again." Sirius said, holding his head.
He looked up and eyes the room. "Wormtail!" He exclaimed merrily. "I haven't seen you in two hours, what's new?"
"Padfoot..." Peter gibbered.
Sirius pulled him into a brotherly hug, and if Harry's life wasn't at stake, he'd laugh at the face Peter gave - pure horror and confusion in one.
"Oh, I'm about to go pick up Angel." Sirius said, pushing away from Peter, ignoring his face.
Seri looked at him in pure awe and love, still knelt down on the floor.
"She invited me over for little Seri's birthday party."
Harry stumbled back. He remembered. he remembered Seri. finally. Harry knew he shouldn't care. Seri had betrayed him, but he felt the same tearful happy Seri was. They were connected.
"Angel's dead." Peter sneered, as though the comment would regain his pride from being hugged by the one he betrayed.
Sirius was still smiled, rolling his hair back with his hands. But he dropped his hand and his smile faded. The cold, dying evolved in his eyes.
"You killed them Peter." He said, searching his robes for a wand. "You killed Lily and James and Angel and my little Seri. why Peter. why!?!"
Harry felt his heart skip a beat. all of the sudden Sirius remembered everything. Sirius, the one Harry loved, was back.
"Don't worry your head over it Padfoot!" Wormtail screamed, "Bellatrix clearly didn't do a good enough job!"
Sirius's head swayed back slightly and his eyes darkened even more.
"Do you really think a silly veil would stop me Peter. Azkaban didn't."
"BUT I WILL!"
The world began to spin in a different speed. Everything slowly to an annoying sluggish action.
"AVADA KEDAVRA!" Peter grained loudly.
Green light filled Harry vision and his eyes began to focus in and out. In and out. In and out.
"NO!" Seri cried beside him.
She jumped to her feet and pushed Sirius out of the way, taking the full blast of the curse.
She looked at Peter for a moment with pleading eyes and fell to the floor. His short hair was dry with blood, her face silent in death. Harry felt himself cry. Peter stared at her, proud.
Sirius looked on her with grieving sorrow till her whispered, "I always knew."
Harry took a stand closer, "Sirius," he said softly.
"Harry!" Sirius said, he eyes jarring to meet Harry, "Get out of here!"
"STUPIFY!" He shouted, and Peter flipped in mid air. "You killed her!"
No, no, no, no, no! Harry repeated, she's not dead, she can't be dead. He found that tears where warming in his eyes, but why? He hated Seri, she betrayed him, but yet he knew he didn't really understand like she said. he never understood anything.
"GET OUT HARRY!" Sirius roared.
Harry scooped up Seri in his arms, which was easy because she was so thin. And charged at the front door. He kicked it open.
"Potter," a quivering voice welcomed, "We'd knew you'd join us."
Harry back stepped, but was caught. Ten death Eaters where outside. with Voldemort.
"Is that your little cousin?" Bellatrix laughed.
"Yes," Harry said proudly, "Now give me back my other cousin."
A man came and took Seri from Harry's grasped, and try as he might, Harry somehow trusted who ever was taking her. "I got her Potter," an oddly familiar voice whispered to him. The black figure carried her away.
His hands felt empty and bare. But then he realized what was before him and looked up. Black figures filled Harry's visions and Voldemort stood in front of them, a smile cracking on his face. "May I introduce MY Order to you Mr. Potter?" Voldemort's high pitched voices said. His hand waved back and the crowd behind him took arms.
"I'll fight you!" Harry yelled, "No one can kill me, but you. Number doesn't matter here."
Voldemort chuckled, "Is that so? Are you sure Bellatrix can't kill you? Or perhaps you precious little cousin would have is Peter had not knocked her out? And if no one else can kill you. are you sure no one can hold you while I suck the life out of your lungs?" Voldemort said, slowly.
"You'd have a hard time getting hold of him." Sirius said, throwing Peter out the door, to the feet of Voldemort. Charlie, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, Tonks, Krum, Miley, Snape, Ginny, Ron and Hermione all stood behind him wands clenched.
"SIRIUS!" Bellatrix scream in pure horror. "But I killed you!"
"Not good enough Bella." Sirius splat.
Bellatrix began to shake where she stood, eyes baring into Sirius as though he was a lie.
"It seems you, Black, are a hard to kill as I." Voldemort said calmly, "But can you not count. you are out numbered."
"COUNT AGAIN!" a voice roared from behind Voldemort's posy.
Albus Dumbledore stood there with a street full of people behind them.aurors, members of the Order of the Phoenix and some people Harry had never seen before.
"I killed you!" Peter whined his beady eyes seeing Dumbledore.
"Cleary not," A noise behind Harry said, stepping forward, "Any half ass wit would know Dumbledore had a brother who look just like him." Abertforth chuckled.
Voldemort began to look doubtful, but he held he ground firmly.
"CRUCIO!" He shouted, hitting Abertforth.
He stuttered backwards, but then laughed. "Gullible, Tom. pure gullinlibity."
The fight broke out.
In a mad rush, curses, hexes and charms were being yelled. Shouts and screams of anguish were over flowing onto the streets, and it was a surprise that no muggles came out to watch in horror.
"Sirius," Harry heard Bellatrix shout, pushing her way toward his godfather, "Let's finish this!"
"Oh, yes cousin, let's." Sirius said, an evil grin on his face.
"CRUCIO!"
Sirius doubled over, his face clench tight.
"NO!" Harry yelled, unbarring the thought of his godfather going though anymore pain. He quickly knocked out the who-ever Death Eater he was fighting and made haste to Bellatrix.
"You were always weak cousin," Bellatrix snarled at Sirius who was on his knees.
"CRUCIO!"
It was Harry this time. The triumphant smile on Lestrange's face fell into a thunder stuck pain.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" She whined, falling to her hands. "HARRY... SIRUS.. MAKE IT STOP! MR. LORD! HELP ME!"
"HAHA!" Sirius cried merrily, clamping Harry's on the shoulders, "Nice trick there Harry. Now, may I finish?"
Harry grinned, he had something back. Maybe the world didn't hate him so. something he longed for much, so long, was back.
He put his wand down and the curse dropped.
"Potter.how.did.you.do.that?" Bellatrix breathed quickly, out of breathe.
Harry backed up, or rather he was pushed. Charlie had taken him by the neck and thrown him backwards.
"ARE YOU MAD?" Harry choked.
"SHHHH," Charlie pushed him behind a bush and jumped back there with him.
"What in the hell?" Harry tried the say, but Charlie had suppressed any speech with his hand.
"You're not safe out there." Charlie said softly.
"I can take care of myself!" Harry hissed, pulling Charlie's hand away from his mouth.
"You don't understand, you're not safe."
"AVADA KEDAVRA!" A high pitched voice shouted.
"Charlie let go of me!" Harry hissed again.
"NO!"
"Someone just died," Harry argued, trying to fight off Charlie's hold, but failing.
"I promised I wouldn't let you fight,"
"Promised who?" Harry snapped.
"Seri." Charlie said softly.
"She's dead." Harry whispered.
"She can't die Harry, didn't you get that." Charlie said dumbly.
"Then. then we have to go find her!" Harry said, springing to his feet, catching Charlie off guard. "And Mark. we have to find Mark."
"Get back down here!" Charlie snapped, pulling Harry back to the ground.
There were screams and high pitched cries of sorrow.
Harry moved closer to the bush.
"What are you doing?"
"At least let me see what's going on." Harry bit back. He parted the greenery slightly and watched the horror past it.
Beside the step leading into the house was plump Mrs. Weasley, a tall, lanky boy with bright red hair strung over her lap limply. Her face was red and she was crying.
"I think." Harry stuttered, "I think one of your brothers died."
Charlie pushed Harry away from the bush roughly and peered though them.
"To skinning to be Fred or George. to short to be Ron or Bill. Dad doesn't have any hair left."
"Percy?" Harry gasped.
"Why would Voldemort kill Percy?" Charlie splat, leaning back and letting Harry back to see.
Harry didn't answer. Ron, Ginny, Hermione and Miley were standing in a circle with Bill, Fred, George and Krum in front of them. Mr. Weasley had a death eater and a choker hold and Hagrid was sitting on a fair few of them.
"It can't be won," Charlie whispered, his arms crossed.
"I'm going out there," Harry commanded, starting to stand again.
"Don't you get it Harry?" Charlie whined, pulling Harry back down beside him, "This fight, this battle can not be won! The only people who will get hurt are us."
Harry looked at him; it seemed Charlie Weasley was on the same page as Harry, or around there. He knew too much information that at one time he thought he wanted to know. "The Dark Order." Harry said softly.
"Exactly.
"AVADA KEDAVRA!" was yelled again, by the same, high shilling voice.
"NOOOOO!"
Harry and Charlie both jumped to their feet just in time to see the care free Bill Weasley die before he hit the ground. Ginny melted in Ron's arms for support and Miley stepped in front of Hermione, who was staring at a tall black figure coming toward them.
"The little friends of Harry Potter." Voldemort said quietly.
"Dumbledore," Peter whimpered.
"What of it half pint?" Dumbledore shot back.
"Ablava." Peter screamed. Dumbledore went spinning into the air, landing in the grand father clock.
"Dumbledore!" Tonks and Harry yelled. Tonks was caught off guard and Miley had tied her up quickly.
Harry dashed to Dumbledore's side. His face was bloody and hi white hair in his face. He looked dead.
"Now who can say Peter Pettigrew betrayed the Dark Lord." Peter almost sang. "I sent him Evans, killed Albus Dumbledore and am about to deliver the famous Harry Potter to him. who can say Wormtail ever betrayed anyone."
Harry jumped and spinned at once.
"I should killed you." He hissed.
"You haven't the nerve." Peter said off handedly, lunging at Harry.
Miley yelled another hex.
Harry balance himself for the hit, but it wasn't sent at him.
Peter collapsed in pain.
"What in the blood hell is all the racked down here?" Sirius said, rubbing his head and coming down the stairs. "Listen to this Prongs: for the first time I read for choice and you all have a party! This is not fair." He cried, laughing.
He looked around and saw Peter, stumbling to get to his feet.
"SIRIUS!" Wormtail squealed, backing against the wall. "YOU'RE. YOU'RE DEAD!"
Sirius's eyes began to twitch and his body shook. His knees gave in and he fell the rest of the way down the stairs, ending up next to Charlie.
He slowly stirred as everyone in the room watched.
"Damn, fell down those bloody stairs again." Sirius said, holding his head.
He looked up and eyes the room. "Wormtail!" He exclaimed merrily. "I haven't seen you in two hours, what's new?"
"Padfoot..." Peter gibbered.
Sirius pulled him into a brotherly hug, and if Harry's life wasn't at stake, he'd laugh at the face Peter gave - pure horror and confusion in one.
"Oh, I'm about to go pick up Angel." Sirius said, pushing away from Peter, ignoring his face.
Seri looked at him in pure awe and love, still knelt down on the floor.
"She invited me over for little Seri's birthday party."
Harry stumbled back. He remembered. he remembered Seri. finally. Harry knew he shouldn't care. Seri had betrayed him, but he felt the same tearful happy Seri was. They were connected.
"Angel's dead." Peter sneered, as though the comment would regain his pride from being hugged by the one he betrayed.
Sirius was still smiled, rolling his hair back with his hands. But he dropped his hand and his smile faded. The cold, dying evolved in his eyes.
"You killed them Peter." He said, searching his robes for a wand. "You killed Lily and James and Angel and my little Seri. why Peter. why!?!"
Harry felt his heart skip a beat. all of the sudden Sirius remembered everything. Sirius, the one Harry loved, was back.
"Don't worry your head over it Padfoot!" Wormtail screamed, "Bellatrix clearly didn't do a good enough job!"
Sirius's head swayed back slightly and his eyes darkened even more.
"Do you really think a silly veil would stop me Peter. Azkaban didn't."
"BUT I WILL!"
The world began to spin in a different speed. Everything slowly to an annoying sluggish action.
"AVADA KEDAVRA!" Peter grained loudly.
Green light filled Harry vision and his eyes began to focus in and out. In and out. In and out.
"NO!" Seri cried beside him.
She jumped to her feet and pushed Sirius out of the way, taking the full blast of the curse.
She looked at Peter for a moment with pleading eyes and fell to the floor. His short hair was dry with blood, her face silent in death. Harry felt himself cry. Peter stared at her, proud.
Sirius looked on her with grieving sorrow till her whispered, "I always knew."
Harry took a stand closer, "Sirius," he said softly.
"Harry!" Sirius said, he eyes jarring to meet Harry, "Get out of here!"
"STUPIFY!" He shouted, and Peter flipped in mid air. "You killed her!"
No, no, no, no, no! Harry repeated, she's not dead, she can't be dead. He found that tears where warming in his eyes, but why? He hated Seri, she betrayed him, but yet he knew he didn't really understand like she said. he never understood anything.
"GET OUT HARRY!" Sirius roared.
Harry scooped up Seri in his arms, which was easy because she was so thin. And charged at the front door. He kicked it open.
"Potter," a quivering voice welcomed, "We'd knew you'd join us."
Harry back stepped, but was caught. Ten death Eaters where outside. with Voldemort.
"Is that your little cousin?" Bellatrix laughed.
"Yes," Harry said proudly, "Now give me back my other cousin."
A man came and took Seri from Harry's grasped, and try as he might, Harry somehow trusted who ever was taking her. "I got her Potter," an oddly familiar voice whispered to him. The black figure carried her away.
His hands felt empty and bare. But then he realized what was before him and looked up. Black figures filled Harry's visions and Voldemort stood in front of them, a smile cracking on his face. "May I introduce MY Order to you Mr. Potter?" Voldemort's high pitched voices said. His hand waved back and the crowd behind him took arms.
"I'll fight you!" Harry yelled, "No one can kill me, but you. Number doesn't matter here."
Voldemort chuckled, "Is that so? Are you sure Bellatrix can't kill you? Or perhaps you precious little cousin would have is Peter had not knocked her out? And if no one else can kill you. are you sure no one can hold you while I suck the life out of your lungs?" Voldemort said, slowly.
"You'd have a hard time getting hold of him." Sirius said, throwing Peter out the door, to the feet of Voldemort. Charlie, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, Tonks, Krum, Miley, Snape, Ginny, Ron and Hermione all stood behind him wands clenched.
"SIRIUS!" Bellatrix scream in pure horror. "But I killed you!"
"Not good enough Bella." Sirius splat.
Bellatrix began to shake where she stood, eyes baring into Sirius as though he was a lie.
"It seems you, Black, are a hard to kill as I." Voldemort said calmly, "But can you not count. you are out numbered."
"COUNT AGAIN!" a voice roared from behind Voldemort's posy.
Albus Dumbledore stood there with a street full of people behind them.aurors, members of the Order of the Phoenix and some people Harry had never seen before.
"I killed you!" Peter whined his beady eyes seeing Dumbledore.
"Cleary not," A noise behind Harry said, stepping forward, "Any half ass wit would know Dumbledore had a brother who look just like him." Abertforth chuckled.
Voldemort began to look doubtful, but he held he ground firmly.
"CRUCIO!" He shouted, hitting Abertforth.
He stuttered backwards, but then laughed. "Gullible, Tom. pure gullinlibity."
The fight broke out.
In a mad rush, curses, hexes and charms were being yelled. Shouts and screams of anguish were over flowing onto the streets, and it was a surprise that no muggles came out to watch in horror.
"Sirius," Harry heard Bellatrix shout, pushing her way toward his godfather, "Let's finish this!"
"Oh, yes cousin, let's." Sirius said, an evil grin on his face.
"CRUCIO!"
Sirius doubled over, his face clench tight.
"NO!" Harry yelled, unbarring the thought of his godfather going though anymore pain. He quickly knocked out the who-ever Death Eater he was fighting and made haste to Bellatrix.
"You were always weak cousin," Bellatrix snarled at Sirius who was on his knees.
"CRUCIO!"
It was Harry this time. The triumphant smile on Lestrange's face fell into a thunder stuck pain.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" She whined, falling to her hands. "HARRY... SIRUS.. MAKE IT STOP! MR. LORD! HELP ME!"
"HAHA!" Sirius cried merrily, clamping Harry's on the shoulders, "Nice trick there Harry. Now, may I finish?"
Harry grinned, he had something back. Maybe the world didn't hate him so. something he longed for much, so long, was back.
He put his wand down and the curse dropped.
"Potter.how.did.you.do.that?" Bellatrix breathed quickly, out of breathe.
Harry backed up, or rather he was pushed. Charlie had taken him by the neck and thrown him backwards.
"ARE YOU MAD?" Harry choked.
"SHHHH," Charlie pushed him behind a bush and jumped back there with him.
"What in the hell?" Harry tried the say, but Charlie had suppressed any speech with his hand.
"You're not safe out there." Charlie said softly.
"I can take care of myself!" Harry hissed, pulling Charlie's hand away from his mouth.
"You don't understand, you're not safe."
"AVADA KEDAVRA!" A high pitched voice shouted.
"Charlie let go of me!" Harry hissed again.
"NO!"
"Someone just died," Harry argued, trying to fight off Charlie's hold, but failing.
"I promised I wouldn't let you fight,"
"Promised who?" Harry snapped.
"Seri." Charlie said softly.
"She's dead." Harry whispered.
"She can't die Harry, didn't you get that." Charlie said dumbly.
"Then. then we have to go find her!" Harry said, springing to his feet, catching Charlie off guard. "And Mark. we have to find Mark."
"Get back down here!" Charlie snapped, pulling Harry back to the ground.
There were screams and high pitched cries of sorrow.
Harry moved closer to the bush.
"What are you doing?"
"At least let me see what's going on." Harry bit back. He parted the greenery slightly and watched the horror past it.
Beside the step leading into the house was plump Mrs. Weasley, a tall, lanky boy with bright red hair strung over her lap limply. Her face was red and she was crying.
"I think." Harry stuttered, "I think one of your brothers died."
Charlie pushed Harry away from the bush roughly and peered though them.
"To skinning to be Fred or George. to short to be Ron or Bill. Dad doesn't have any hair left."
"Percy?" Harry gasped.
"Why would Voldemort kill Percy?" Charlie splat, leaning back and letting Harry back to see.
Harry didn't answer. Ron, Ginny, Hermione and Miley were standing in a circle with Bill, Fred, George and Krum in front of them. Mr. Weasley had a death eater and a choker hold and Hagrid was sitting on a fair few of them.
"It can't be won," Charlie whispered, his arms crossed.
"I'm going out there," Harry commanded, starting to stand again.
"Don't you get it Harry?" Charlie whined, pulling Harry back down beside him, "This fight, this battle can not be won! The only people who will get hurt are us."
Harry looked at him; it seemed Charlie Weasley was on the same page as Harry, or around there. He knew too much information that at one time he thought he wanted to know. "The Dark Order." Harry said softly.
"Exactly.
"AVADA KEDAVRA!" was yelled again, by the same, high shilling voice.
"NOOOOO!"
Harry and Charlie both jumped to their feet just in time to see the care free Bill Weasley die before he hit the ground. Ginny melted in Ron's arms for support and Miley stepped in front of Hermione, who was staring at a tall black figure coming toward them.
"The little friends of Harry Potter." Voldemort said quietly.