After Hogwarts
Disclaimer: I only own Madeline and Hermia, J.K. Rowling owns all the other characters.
A/N: Something shocking happens in this chapter…. Well I think it's shocking. Please R/R (like I always say… Flames are welcome).
Thanks to those few who reviewed:
Katani Petitedra – You think it's depressing? Hmm… shrugs shoulders Thanks for saying that I have good plot ideas! You're the first one to say that.
J.E.R. Potter – You will see in this chapter (which has more in it then what I showed you) what happens. (Hermione may just show up in the next chapter…)
Chapter 3:
"Morning Honey," Harry said when he got downstairs.
"Morning," Madeline replied, kissing Harry on the cheek.
Harry walked over to Hermia and picked her up. He hugged her tightly and kissed both of her cheeks. Hermia squealed with delight as Harry did this.
"Down Daddy," squealed Hermia.
"Okay Hermy-baby," and Harry placed Hermia back down.
Harry put some eggs into a frying pan and sat at the table. He grabbed the Daily Prophet and started to read. Madeline took over cooking Harry's breakfast, and looked at him when she wasn't looking at the cooking eggs. She took a plate out of the cabinet, and piled the cooked eggs onto it.
"Your eggs are done sweetie," Madeline said, placing the eggs in front of Harry.
"Thanks," Harry smiled up at Madeline. "Once I'm done breakfast, I have to go in."
"Okay sweetie. And remember that if anything goes wrong, Hermia and I will always love you. Oh, and if anything ever happens to me, I have a tape for Hermia where yours is also," Madeline replied while she fed Hermia some mush out of a jar.
"What would happen to you?" Harry asked.
"Like you said on the night of your death, it's just some reassurance," shrugged Madeline.
Harry nodded, though he was frowning, and continued to eat. Soon he was done so he put his dishes into the sink and put the self-cleaning spell on them.
"I'll see you when I get back," Harry said.
"Bye Harry," Madeline said as she put her dishes in the sink.
"Bye-bye Daddy," Hermia waved.
Harry smiled before Disapparating. He Apparated into a dark and damp room, where there was an ugly looking man sitting on a chair in the corner.
"Nice to see you again Potter," a cold, sneering voice said.
"Hello Voldemort," Harry replied.
"It's good to see that you didn't actually die. Many of the Death Eaters who were at the private family funeral said that you looked like you were really dead."
"I was only unconscious, Voldemort," Harry replied calmly.
"Potter, if you're unconscious, you would still be breathing. Why weren't you breathing?" Voldemort sneered.
"You knew that Voldemort? But anyways, I was under some sort of hibernation spell that prevented me from breathing. I can't explain it though because I don't know how it works," lied Harry, sounding rather bored.
"Fine! You may go. I shall call if I need you," Voldemort said coldly.
Harry nodded slightly before Disapparating. When Harry got home, he could hearHermia crying somewhere from upstairs. Wondering where Madeline was, Harry ran upstairs looking in each room for Hermia. Once he got to Hermia's room, Hermia came running to Harry.
"Daddy!" cried Hermia.
"What happened?" Harry asked, picking her up.
Hermia pointed to behind her bed. Harry walked over to the bed, with Hermia in his arms.
"Oh my…," Harry gasped, hugging Hermia tightly to him.
On the ground, on the other side of the bed, was Madeline, spread out on the floor. Harry put Hermia on the bed, and then quickly dropped to the floor beside Madeline. He lifted her into his lap and started to stroke her bleach blonde, straight hair.
"Come on Love. Wake up, please," Harry cried.
Harry stood up, lifting Madeline's limp body with him, and placed her onto the bed. Hermia moved over a bit so Harry could also sit down. He sat by Madeline's head, and Hermia climbed into his lap.
"Do you know what happened, Hermy-baby?" Harry asked, wiping his eyes dry.
"Guy in black cloak came in here. Mommy stood in front of me. Green light. Mommy fell. Man pointed wand at me, more green light, but just hit me here," Hermia said, pointing to her stomach.
"May I take a look at you stomach, Hermy-baby?" Harry asked.
Hermia nodded, and lifted her shirt up just past her belly-button. Harry gasped. Right in the middle of her stomach, was a scar in the shape of a heart.
"You can put your shirt down now, Hermy-baby," Harry said as he pulled Hermia's shirt down for her.
Harry picked up Madeline's body, and walked to his bedroom. Hermia followed Harry closely as he placed Madeline on the bed.
"Do you want to go to Grandma and Grandpa's?" Harry asked as he picked Hermia back up.
Hermia squealed with delight as Harry Disapparated to his mother and father-in-laws.
"Voldemort! Where are you?" Harry yelled when he got to Voldemort's hide-out.
"Temper Potter," Voldemort said when he appeared from the shadows.
"Who did that to her?" Harry spat.
"Do what to whom?" Voldemort sneered.
"Who killed Madeline?" shouted Harry.
"Ah. You're lovely, little wife is dead now, is she?"
"Yes, and I know for a fact that a Death Eater killed her."
"Of course. I told Bella to do the honors since she knew that she was going to die soon anyways."
"What? Then why did she try to kill my daughter?"
"Simply because I don't like her," Voldemort grinned.
"You…," Harry said before lunging at Voldemort.
Harry started to punch Voldemort's face repeatedly.
"Going to kill me Potter? Or just beat me up like Muggles do?" Voldemort asked, as he reached for his wand.
"Expelliarmus!" Harry yelled and Voldemort's wand flew across the room.
Harry pointed his own wand at Voldemort's chest. Just before Harry yelled Avada Kedavara, half a dozen Death Eaters showed up. Voldemort laughed. Some Death Eaters flung themselves at Harry, but he jumped out of the way before they got to him. Harry Stupefied half of the Death Eaters. The other three started to shout spells at Harry while he dodged them.
"Avada Kedavara!" Harry said, pointing his wand at the nearest Death Eater.
The Death Eater immediately collapsed to the ground. Harry then shot more spells at the two remaining Death Eaters. Soon afterward, the two Death Eaters were also crumpled up on the floor.
"Very well Potter. Now try to finish me off," Voldemort said, pointing his wand at Harry.
"Let's duel," Harry sneered.
Voldemort nodded and took his stance. Harry also took his stance and shot the first spell. The duel continued until Harry was knocked to the ground.
"Give up yet Potter?" Voldemort said, pointing his wand at Harry's scar.
"You wish," Harry replied, pointing his wand at Voldemort's chest.
"Avada Ked-…" Voldemort started, but Harry knocked him off his feet with a swift movement of his foot.
Harry quickly stood up, and stood over Voldemort. He pointed his wand once more at Voldemort's chest.
"Good-bye Voldemort. Avada Kedavara," yelled Harry, thinking of his love for his daughter.
"AAAHHHH!" Voldemort yelled before his eyes went lifeless.
Harry quickly put a spell on Voldemort's body so his soul couldn't escape and conjured up some enchanted cuffs. He put them onto Voldemort's lifeless wrists, and then he grabbed Voldemort's arm and Disapparated back to his flat. While levitating Voldemort, Harry walked up to the one guest room, and locked Voldemort in there. He then put a charm around the house so no one could Apparate or Disapparate into the flat. Harry went outside and Disapparated once more.
A/N: Wow. The third chapter is done! does the happy dance Muahahaha, I killed Madeline… (Sorry, I just had to do that). I know that the 'fighting' scene with Voldie is lame, but I admit that I suck at writing those types of scenes…. Please review or flame, whatever floats your boat.
