Ch. 14 An Unfair Fight
The hole in the wall was pitch black and they walked briskly down the hall they were in until there was a lighted door at the end of it.
Bethany pulled it open slowly, to reveal a large, gray, stone room with lots of statues.
The rest of them filed in and they looked around the place quietly trying not to make any noise.
Then they saw Kiara sitting on a stool in the middle of another room on the other side of the one they had come in.
When she saw them enter she mouthed the words "it's a trap!" but no sound came out and no one could understand what she was saying.
Suddenly they heard horrible loud laughter coming from all over the room. Their wands instantly flew out of their hands and they were slammed hard against the wall and slid down to the floor.
The figure apparated into the center of the room near Kiara with a loud crack.
"Well well well." The figure said and they could tell it was a man's voice. "I have all of the little tragic heroes in my grasp. So sad to know that they are all going to pass away unexpectedly." he said menacingly.
Bethany was filled with rage. That was what Kiara had been trying to tell them. She had been warning them that it was a trap. Bethany was finding it hard to think fast enough. The man was pulling his wand out again and he turned his back on her to face Kiara.
"Which of your friends should I do away with first?" he asked her plainly. When Kiara didn't answer, he answered for himself. "Maybe, Chattock over there," he turned to face Ruby. "Or maybe Sipple." He faced her. She was glaring at him. He turned again. "Or maybe Mr. Crane." He stopped. "No, I don't think so. I think I'll take Potter first." He turned to Harry and raised his wand. Harry was so weak from the slam on the wall they he couldn't stand.
"Avada Ke--- ooph!" the man started but he was cut off. Bethany was enraged. Never in her life had she been so angry. As weak as she was, she had lept over and jumped on top of the murderer who was about to kill Harry.
She didn't have a wand so she couldn't hex him, so she began beating him with her fists until she saw red blood all over her hands. She didn't care. She kept on hitting him until her friends had run over too and began beating him also.
Somehow the man was able to throw them all off with one flick of his wand and they were back against the wall.
The cloak hood had fallen off the face of the man and they recognized who it was.
"P-P-Professor Snape?!?" Bethany said astounded.
"Yes. It is I. And I should have done away with you all when I had the chance instead of stalling. But now I have no need of it." He laughed loudly again so devilishly that Bethany could barely stand it.
"Now I have someone better to do that for me." He said. A puff of silver smoke was appearing before them. First it was tiny and then it got larger and larger and larger. Until it was a huge cloud. When the smoke cleared, a man stood where it had been.
This man was dressed in ragged robes, but his face was so horrible, that none of them could look. It looked dead. But it wasn't. It was alive and as horrible as it had ever been. It was Lord Voldemort.
Voldemort fingered his wand. And looked at the students. "I will kill you all, but you will have your chance to fight if you wish." He said slyly. Their wands flew to them from across the room where Snape stood looking bored.
Bethany grabbed her wand and held it tightly. She looked from Patrick, to Harry, to Ron, to Hermione, to Kiara who still sat in the middle of the room, to Ruby and they all looked back at her. They knew what they had to do. But before they could do it, a huge puff of green smoke popped out of no where and Fred and George appeared.
"What???" said Voldemort cluelessly.
"Hello shopper!" said George grabbing Voldemort's hand vigorously and shaking it hard.
"We are going to sell you some wonderful objects that will make your life much easier!" said Fred.
George gave Bethany a look that told her that they were making a diversion for them and they should run ASAP. Bethany remembered what Fred and George had given her. The ghost potion. If she drank that, then Voldemort wouldn't be able to see her! She drank a sip and got the attention of her friends and signaled for them to do the same when she passed them the bottle. By the time it reached the last person, Patrick, there was hardly any left.
Bethany mouthed the magic words to them but they could barely understand that she was saying 'phantomahraya'.
"Oh look at the time!" said George and he looked at an imaginary watch on his wrist.
"Looks like we have got to be leaving!" said Fred and they disapperated out of the room in a flash. Voldemort's eyes were as red as ever as he looked from one student to the other and they all said "phantomahraya!" in unison. All except for Patrick who said 'phantomaralia!' and nothing happened. Though he didn't know it, he was still visible to the eyes of the others.
They were running back as fast as they could to the hole in the wall, with Voldemort and Snape on their heels. They had to duck from the curses and hexes from Voldemort and Snape's wands because even though they were invisible, they could still get killed.
Patrick, being still visible was just in front of Voldemort's wand when he shouted "AVADA KEDAVRA!" and Patrick fell to the ground. Bethany heard a thud and she looked back to see Patrick lying, eyes wide open on the ground.
"She gave a loud shriek of terror and turned to run back to Patrick. Ruby grabbed her shoulder and yanked her backwards.
"We can't stop now! He'll kill us too!" shouted Ruby.
"I'm not leaving my friend behind!" screamed Bethany and she ran back to Patrick, Voldemort coming nearer and nearer with every second.
She picked him up and half carried half dragged him as quickly as she could barely avoiding the curses and hexes of the two attackers, back to the hole.
Once inside the hole, they couldn't stop. They still had to get back to the entrance. If they stopped, Voldemort would surely catch them.
They stumbled out of the door and barred it shut. They all helped Bethany carry Patrick to Dumbledore's office and they knocked so hard on the door, that the door knocker started to tell them off.
Dumbledore opened the door and he was in a night cap and a bathrobe.
"What are you students doing up at this hour of the night?" he asked slowly.
"Catching—attacker--- Patrick--- dead! Please--- help!" Harry said as he cought his breath.
Dumbledore pulled them into his office and said no more. He quickly wrote a note and tied it to an owl's leg, opened the door, and the owl flew out. He checked Patrick's pulse and he slowly said, "Yes. He is dead I'm afraid."
"Dumbledore! Voldemort! He's inside the school! Snape was the attacker!" shouted Harry.
"I have already sent a letter to the other teachers to keep their eyes out for Snape. I figured it was him who did this. I have been watching him for quite some time now."
It hadn't yet sunk into Bethany the fact that one of her best friends was dead. She suddenly burst into tears and so did Ruby and Hermione.
Dumbledore sent them off to the hospital wing and told Madame Pomfrey to give them some chocolate and tea.
After she forced the chocolate down their throats and they drank their tea, Madame Pomfrey gave them a sleeping solution and they reluctantly went to bed.
Bethany couldn't think straight at all but the second her head hit the pillow, she drifted of into a deep sleep.
The hole in the wall was pitch black and they walked briskly down the hall they were in until there was a lighted door at the end of it.
Bethany pulled it open slowly, to reveal a large, gray, stone room with lots of statues.
The rest of them filed in and they looked around the place quietly trying not to make any noise.
Then they saw Kiara sitting on a stool in the middle of another room on the other side of the one they had come in.
When she saw them enter she mouthed the words "it's a trap!" but no sound came out and no one could understand what she was saying.
Suddenly they heard horrible loud laughter coming from all over the room. Their wands instantly flew out of their hands and they were slammed hard against the wall and slid down to the floor.
The figure apparated into the center of the room near Kiara with a loud crack.
"Well well well." The figure said and they could tell it was a man's voice. "I have all of the little tragic heroes in my grasp. So sad to know that they are all going to pass away unexpectedly." he said menacingly.
Bethany was filled with rage. That was what Kiara had been trying to tell them. She had been warning them that it was a trap. Bethany was finding it hard to think fast enough. The man was pulling his wand out again and he turned his back on her to face Kiara.
"Which of your friends should I do away with first?" he asked her plainly. When Kiara didn't answer, he answered for himself. "Maybe, Chattock over there," he turned to face Ruby. "Or maybe Sipple." He faced her. She was glaring at him. He turned again. "Or maybe Mr. Crane." He stopped. "No, I don't think so. I think I'll take Potter first." He turned to Harry and raised his wand. Harry was so weak from the slam on the wall they he couldn't stand.
"Avada Ke--- ooph!" the man started but he was cut off. Bethany was enraged. Never in her life had she been so angry. As weak as she was, she had lept over and jumped on top of the murderer who was about to kill Harry.
She didn't have a wand so she couldn't hex him, so she began beating him with her fists until she saw red blood all over her hands. She didn't care. She kept on hitting him until her friends had run over too and began beating him also.
Somehow the man was able to throw them all off with one flick of his wand and they were back against the wall.
The cloak hood had fallen off the face of the man and they recognized who it was.
"P-P-Professor Snape?!?" Bethany said astounded.
"Yes. It is I. And I should have done away with you all when I had the chance instead of stalling. But now I have no need of it." He laughed loudly again so devilishly that Bethany could barely stand it.
"Now I have someone better to do that for me." He said. A puff of silver smoke was appearing before them. First it was tiny and then it got larger and larger and larger. Until it was a huge cloud. When the smoke cleared, a man stood where it had been.
This man was dressed in ragged robes, but his face was so horrible, that none of them could look. It looked dead. But it wasn't. It was alive and as horrible as it had ever been. It was Lord Voldemort.
Voldemort fingered his wand. And looked at the students. "I will kill you all, but you will have your chance to fight if you wish." He said slyly. Their wands flew to them from across the room where Snape stood looking bored.
Bethany grabbed her wand and held it tightly. She looked from Patrick, to Harry, to Ron, to Hermione, to Kiara who still sat in the middle of the room, to Ruby and they all looked back at her. They knew what they had to do. But before they could do it, a huge puff of green smoke popped out of no where and Fred and George appeared.
"What???" said Voldemort cluelessly.
"Hello shopper!" said George grabbing Voldemort's hand vigorously and shaking it hard.
"We are going to sell you some wonderful objects that will make your life much easier!" said Fred.
George gave Bethany a look that told her that they were making a diversion for them and they should run ASAP. Bethany remembered what Fred and George had given her. The ghost potion. If she drank that, then Voldemort wouldn't be able to see her! She drank a sip and got the attention of her friends and signaled for them to do the same when she passed them the bottle. By the time it reached the last person, Patrick, there was hardly any left.
Bethany mouthed the magic words to them but they could barely understand that she was saying 'phantomahraya'.
"Oh look at the time!" said George and he looked at an imaginary watch on his wrist.
"Looks like we have got to be leaving!" said Fred and they disapperated out of the room in a flash. Voldemort's eyes were as red as ever as he looked from one student to the other and they all said "phantomahraya!" in unison. All except for Patrick who said 'phantomaralia!' and nothing happened. Though he didn't know it, he was still visible to the eyes of the others.
They were running back as fast as they could to the hole in the wall, with Voldemort and Snape on their heels. They had to duck from the curses and hexes from Voldemort and Snape's wands because even though they were invisible, they could still get killed.
Patrick, being still visible was just in front of Voldemort's wand when he shouted "AVADA KEDAVRA!" and Patrick fell to the ground. Bethany heard a thud and she looked back to see Patrick lying, eyes wide open on the ground.
"She gave a loud shriek of terror and turned to run back to Patrick. Ruby grabbed her shoulder and yanked her backwards.
"We can't stop now! He'll kill us too!" shouted Ruby.
"I'm not leaving my friend behind!" screamed Bethany and she ran back to Patrick, Voldemort coming nearer and nearer with every second.
She picked him up and half carried half dragged him as quickly as she could barely avoiding the curses and hexes of the two attackers, back to the hole.
Once inside the hole, they couldn't stop. They still had to get back to the entrance. If they stopped, Voldemort would surely catch them.
They stumbled out of the door and barred it shut. They all helped Bethany carry Patrick to Dumbledore's office and they knocked so hard on the door, that the door knocker started to tell them off.
Dumbledore opened the door and he was in a night cap and a bathrobe.
"What are you students doing up at this hour of the night?" he asked slowly.
"Catching—attacker--- Patrick--- dead! Please--- help!" Harry said as he cought his breath.
Dumbledore pulled them into his office and said no more. He quickly wrote a note and tied it to an owl's leg, opened the door, and the owl flew out. He checked Patrick's pulse and he slowly said, "Yes. He is dead I'm afraid."
"Dumbledore! Voldemort! He's inside the school! Snape was the attacker!" shouted Harry.
"I have already sent a letter to the other teachers to keep their eyes out for Snape. I figured it was him who did this. I have been watching him for quite some time now."
It hadn't yet sunk into Bethany the fact that one of her best friends was dead. She suddenly burst into tears and so did Ruby and Hermione.
Dumbledore sent them off to the hospital wing and told Madame Pomfrey to give them some chocolate and tea.
After she forced the chocolate down their throats and they drank their tea, Madame Pomfrey gave them a sleeping solution and they reluctantly went to bed.
Bethany couldn't think straight at all but the second her head hit the pillow, she drifted of into a deep sleep.