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The tome of Merketh - chapter 13
Harry was sitting in Transfiguration the following Friday, trying to make the work look difficult, when the door to the classroom banged open. Harry, Ron and Hermione looked up as Snape caught his breath then pointed his finger at Harry
"Dumbledore's Office Now!" He then turned on his heel and left.
"Go on Potter" McGonagall said - looking at Harry nervously
"Is this it?" Hermoine whispered as Harry packed up his bag.
"I guess."
Ron and Hermione gulped together
"I'll be fine." Harry whispered at their stricken faces
"I love you." Hermione said. Ron nodded in agreement
"Me too. Good luck mate."
"I love you as well" Harry whispered and he turned and walked out of the room, wondering if it was for the last time.
Harry took a moment to collect himself once he was alone in the dark corridor. This was it! It felt as though his whole life had been leading up to today. This would be the start of the rest of his life - or the last day of his life.
He stared at the classroom door he had just left and said "Goodbye guys."
Then he walked to the gargoyle outside Dumbledore's office. "Sugar snaps" He said then climbed onto the moving staircase to the office.
Sitting inside was Sirius, Remus, Snape, Dumbledore and about 15 aurors.
"Harry. Please sit down."
"Is this it?" Harry asked, taking a seat next to his Godfather.
"Yes." Dumbledore replied looking grave. Sirius put his arm around Harry's shoulder.
"where is the battle going to take place?" Harry asked, his whole body trembling with the anticipation of what might possibly occur.
"He is planning to attack Hogsmead. We are going to be waiting for him to arrive." Dumbledore said
"We?" Harry asked looking at those around him
"Harry you are able to fight off Voldemort - but not Voldemort and his deatheaters together. We will all leave in half an hour and lay in wait."
Harry nodded. The aurors began talking to each other - preparing their tactics. Each of them was giving off both fear and grim determination. Remus went over to talk to Dumbledore.
Sirius lead Harry to the other side of the office. "so." He said
"Yeah." Harry replied.
"Scared?" Sirius asked
"I'd be stupid not to be." Harry answered.
"I'll be fighting alongside you to the end. No matter what that may be." Sirius said
"Don't get killed." Harry replied "If - when, I kill Voldemort, I want you to be at the party"
Sirius smiled. "I'll do my best. And I expect nothing less from you. I want you to do whatever is necessary understand?"
"I will" Harry replied. Sirius wrapped his arms around the teenager and held him tightly.
"Live."
"You too."
they stayed in this position for about 10 minutes until Remus came up muttered. "Harry, you have to go and change into your battle robes and get your things together."
Harry nodded and changed into the formfitting outfit.
He strapped a dagger to his thigh and put his wand up his sleeve. For the final touch he pulled on his invisibility cloak.
"Right. Ready?" Dumbledore said to the room at large
"To battle!" came the loud reply
Everyone grabbed a portkey and were soon landing in Hogsmead outside the Hogshead.
Harry walked next to Dumbledore, and the other aurors got into position around the village.
Dumbledore winked at Harry and subtly told him to stand in the centre of the street. He then sat on a bench outside the Three Broomsticks and pulled out a newspaper.
The village was suddenly plunged into darkness. Looking up, Harry saw the dark mark floating in the sky, shadowing the small Village.
With swishes of cloaks deatheaters began apparating in around the street. Voldemort stood in the centre and bellowed "Spread out! Leave none alive!!!"
From seemingly every conceivable angle, aurors leapt out, Dumbledore in their lead.
Voldemort's face twisted in anger, Harry felt a sharp pain in his scar. Voldemort pointed his wand at Dumbledore.
Harry stepped between them. As he pulled off his cloak he pointed his wand at Voldemort and yelled "Expillermus!"
Voldemort clutched his wand as tightly as possible, preventing the spell from working
"Potter! So glad you decided to join us. I was hoping to finish some business I had with you!" Voldemort drew from a pocket of his robes a shining dagger. The one that he had once slit Harry's throat with.
Harry almost laughed at the pitiful attempt to frighten him.
"It didn't work then, what makes you think it will work now?" Harry shouted
"Crucio!" Harry fell to the ground, in pain, oblivious for the moment to the sounds of the violent battle raging around him, but he quickly threw up a shield, ending the curse.
He stood up and pointed his own wand "Wingardium Leviosa!" The bench that Dumbledore had been sitting in slammed against the 'dark lord' knocking him to the ground.
Harry smirked slightly at the reversal of roles, but that gave Voldemort a moment to disarm Harry with a quick spell. Harry pretended to look scared.
"I've got you now Potter! Kneel before me and I'll make this quick."
Harry looked at him "No, I don't think I will."
Voldemort sent the pain curse at Harry again, but looked on in surprise as Harry deflected it with a wave of his hand.
"Maybe, YOU should kneel before me so that I make it quick." Harry said.
Voldemort sent curse after curse at the teenager. Harry simply dodged or used a shield
'right, that's enough', Harry thought to himself. He raised his hand and returned most of the curses that had been sent at him.
Voldemort was just as adept as Harry at blocking. The two weaved in and out of the other battles, sending curses at each other
Eventually Harry was struck, in the side, by a hot flame. He put it out with a wave of his hand, and continued on, trying to ignore the pain from the seared flesh.
"I hope that little Weasley girl is still alive. I'd like her to be my slave after I kill you." Voldemort jeered as he saw Harry clutch his side.
Harry's face twisted in anger. He leapt at the tell man and pinned him to the ground. Harry twisted Voldemorts arm until it broke. The man with red eyes screamed in fury, as Harry threw Voldemorts wand over his shoulder.
The man squirmed beneath Harry. He pressed his hand against Harry's scar. The pain was enough to make the world start to spin, Harry could feel himself loosing consciousness. "NO!" Harry shouted, and placed both of his hands on Voldemort's chest.
He began to chant furious in his focus. The last page of the Tome of Merketh. The page to use the power to kill.
Voldemort screamed, his hand went limp and dropped from Harry's face.
Harry didn't stop. He heard the voices that had screamed when Harry had absorbed the power cry for joy as the electric current continued through Harry to Voldemort. In a flash of light, Voldemort disintegrated screaming as long as he was able.
Once the man had disappeared entirely, the street went silent, everyone stared at the tableau of Harry on his knees over a pile of ash, glowing with an unnatural force.
Harry was thrown onto his back, as the glowing field of energy burst out in every direction, rendering the deatheaters unconscious on the floor.
As the blinding light vanished, so did the dark mark hovering in the sky.
A man with long white hair and another with shoulder length black hair approached the teenager laying limply on the ground, eyes closed.
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The tome of Merketh - chapter 13
Harry was sitting in Transfiguration the following Friday, trying to make the work look difficult, when the door to the classroom banged open. Harry, Ron and Hermione looked up as Snape caught his breath then pointed his finger at Harry
"Dumbledore's Office Now!" He then turned on his heel and left.
"Go on Potter" McGonagall said - looking at Harry nervously
"Is this it?" Hermoine whispered as Harry packed up his bag.
"I guess."
Ron and Hermione gulped together
"I'll be fine." Harry whispered at their stricken faces
"I love you." Hermione said. Ron nodded in agreement
"Me too. Good luck mate."
"I love you as well" Harry whispered and he turned and walked out of the room, wondering if it was for the last time.
Harry took a moment to collect himself once he was alone in the dark corridor. This was it! It felt as though his whole life had been leading up to today. This would be the start of the rest of his life - or the last day of his life.
He stared at the classroom door he had just left and said "Goodbye guys."
Then he walked to the gargoyle outside Dumbledore's office. "Sugar snaps" He said then climbed onto the moving staircase to the office.
Sitting inside was Sirius, Remus, Snape, Dumbledore and about 15 aurors.
"Harry. Please sit down."
"Is this it?" Harry asked, taking a seat next to his Godfather.
"Yes." Dumbledore replied looking grave. Sirius put his arm around Harry's shoulder.
"where is the battle going to take place?" Harry asked, his whole body trembling with the anticipation of what might possibly occur.
"He is planning to attack Hogsmead. We are going to be waiting for him to arrive." Dumbledore said
"We?" Harry asked looking at those around him
"Harry you are able to fight off Voldemort - but not Voldemort and his deatheaters together. We will all leave in half an hour and lay in wait."
Harry nodded. The aurors began talking to each other - preparing their tactics. Each of them was giving off both fear and grim determination. Remus went over to talk to Dumbledore.
Sirius lead Harry to the other side of the office. "so." He said
"Yeah." Harry replied.
"Scared?" Sirius asked
"I'd be stupid not to be." Harry answered.
"I'll be fighting alongside you to the end. No matter what that may be." Sirius said
"Don't get killed." Harry replied "If - when, I kill Voldemort, I want you to be at the party"
Sirius smiled. "I'll do my best. And I expect nothing less from you. I want you to do whatever is necessary understand?"
"I will" Harry replied. Sirius wrapped his arms around the teenager and held him tightly.
"Live."
"You too."
they stayed in this position for about 10 minutes until Remus came up muttered. "Harry, you have to go and change into your battle robes and get your things together."
Harry nodded and changed into the formfitting outfit.
He strapped a dagger to his thigh and put his wand up his sleeve. For the final touch he pulled on his invisibility cloak.
"Right. Ready?" Dumbledore said to the room at large
"To battle!" came the loud reply
Everyone grabbed a portkey and were soon landing in Hogsmead outside the Hogshead.
Harry walked next to Dumbledore, and the other aurors got into position around the village.
Dumbledore winked at Harry and subtly told him to stand in the centre of the street. He then sat on a bench outside the Three Broomsticks and pulled out a newspaper.
The village was suddenly plunged into darkness. Looking up, Harry saw the dark mark floating in the sky, shadowing the small Village.
With swishes of cloaks deatheaters began apparating in around the street. Voldemort stood in the centre and bellowed "Spread out! Leave none alive!!!"
From seemingly every conceivable angle, aurors leapt out, Dumbledore in their lead.
Voldemort's face twisted in anger, Harry felt a sharp pain in his scar. Voldemort pointed his wand at Dumbledore.
Harry stepped between them. As he pulled off his cloak he pointed his wand at Voldemort and yelled "Expillermus!"
Voldemort clutched his wand as tightly as possible, preventing the spell from working
"Potter! So glad you decided to join us. I was hoping to finish some business I had with you!" Voldemort drew from a pocket of his robes a shining dagger. The one that he had once slit Harry's throat with.
Harry almost laughed at the pitiful attempt to frighten him.
"It didn't work then, what makes you think it will work now?" Harry shouted
"Crucio!" Harry fell to the ground, in pain, oblivious for the moment to the sounds of the violent battle raging around him, but he quickly threw up a shield, ending the curse.
He stood up and pointed his own wand "Wingardium Leviosa!" The bench that Dumbledore had been sitting in slammed against the 'dark lord' knocking him to the ground.
Harry smirked slightly at the reversal of roles, but that gave Voldemort a moment to disarm Harry with a quick spell. Harry pretended to look scared.
"I've got you now Potter! Kneel before me and I'll make this quick."
Harry looked at him "No, I don't think I will."
Voldemort sent the pain curse at Harry again, but looked on in surprise as Harry deflected it with a wave of his hand.
"Maybe, YOU should kneel before me so that I make it quick." Harry said.
Voldemort sent curse after curse at the teenager. Harry simply dodged or used a shield
'right, that's enough', Harry thought to himself. He raised his hand and returned most of the curses that had been sent at him.
Voldemort was just as adept as Harry at blocking. The two weaved in and out of the other battles, sending curses at each other
Eventually Harry was struck, in the side, by a hot flame. He put it out with a wave of his hand, and continued on, trying to ignore the pain from the seared flesh.
"I hope that little Weasley girl is still alive. I'd like her to be my slave after I kill you." Voldemort jeered as he saw Harry clutch his side.
Harry's face twisted in anger. He leapt at the tell man and pinned him to the ground. Harry twisted Voldemorts arm until it broke. The man with red eyes screamed in fury, as Harry threw Voldemorts wand over his shoulder.
The man squirmed beneath Harry. He pressed his hand against Harry's scar. The pain was enough to make the world start to spin, Harry could feel himself loosing consciousness. "NO!" Harry shouted, and placed both of his hands on Voldemort's chest.
He began to chant furious in his focus. The last page of the Tome of Merketh. The page to use the power to kill.
Voldemort screamed, his hand went limp and dropped from Harry's face.
Harry didn't stop. He heard the voices that had screamed when Harry had absorbed the power cry for joy as the electric current continued through Harry to Voldemort. In a flash of light, Voldemort disintegrated screaming as long as he was able.
Once the man had disappeared entirely, the street went silent, everyone stared at the tableau of Harry on his knees over a pile of ash, glowing with an unnatural force.
Harry was thrown onto his back, as the glowing field of energy burst out in every direction, rendering the deatheaters unconscious on the floor.
As the blinding light vanished, so did the dark mark hovering in the sky.
A man with long white hair and another with shoulder length black hair approached the teenager laying limply on the ground, eyes closed.