Chapter 15: The Final Duel
Harry was amazed at the sheer size of the chamber. He took walked in cautiously and was right. The floor had triggered a spell. The Stunning Spell bounced off the walls and finally burnt itself out. Harry picked up a stone and threw it. Nothing else happened so he decided to move on.
"Ah, Potter," A cruel voice boomed," Welcome to my chamber, built by the famous Ronald Weasley."
Voldemort sprang up some distance away from Harry. He had a cruel smile upon his chalk skin. His blood red eyes shined.
"I'm going to give you some challenges, beat all three and you shall face me in a duel. Weasley, release the Dememtors!"
Four Dementors glided out of holes in the walls. Harry took out his wand and summoned the happiest thourght he could muster, him and Hermione, together, free from any harm and shouted,
"Expecto Pantronum." Prongs erupted from Harry's wand and charged at the Dementors. They started to back away and fled the battle. Prongs rounded on Harry and trotted beside him. Instead of blowing away, Prongs stayed there, protecting Harry.
"A warm up act. Weasley, release the Acromantula." A spider the size of Aragog dropped down from the ceiling. Harry dodged it and tried to remember how he defeated it last time. He knew one thing that might work,
"Avada Kervadra," Harry shouted, pointing his wand at the Acromantula. It screeched loud and toppled over, its legs spasming. Finally after a few minuted it died.
"Well done," Voldemort congratulated him, clapping his hands, " Few people can kill an Acromantula and fewer still your age can produce a Killing Curse. You remind me of me." He wiped a fake tear from his eye and drew himself up.
"Weasley, if you please." A flash of silver streaked across Harry's view, it was Hunter. WHACK. Harry was flown off his feet.
"Im sorry," Hunter said," did I hurt you?"
"Not as much as I'll hurt you!" Harry shouted. All Harry wanted to do was to hurt Hunter as much as he could.
"Stupefy!" Harry cried. It hit Hunter in the back.
"Well done Harry," Voldemort said. He apparated to the middle of the chamber.
"Now prepare to die like your dear father did."
"Not on my watch," A voice cried out, Sirius, Lupin and Mad-Eye were running towards them.
"Fine, four on one I can take you," Voldemort sneered....
Will Harry be able to beat Voldemort, will Sirius confess his true feelings to Proffesor Snape, will Hermione ever grow larger tits? Find out next time on:
Harry Potter and The Fortress of Shadows.
Harry was amazed at the sheer size of the chamber. He took walked in cautiously and was right. The floor had triggered a spell. The Stunning Spell bounced off the walls and finally burnt itself out. Harry picked up a stone and threw it. Nothing else happened so he decided to move on.
"Ah, Potter," A cruel voice boomed," Welcome to my chamber, built by the famous Ronald Weasley."
Voldemort sprang up some distance away from Harry. He had a cruel smile upon his chalk skin. His blood red eyes shined.
"I'm going to give you some challenges, beat all three and you shall face me in a duel. Weasley, release the Dememtors!"
Four Dementors glided out of holes in the walls. Harry took out his wand and summoned the happiest thourght he could muster, him and Hermione, together, free from any harm and shouted,
"Expecto Pantronum." Prongs erupted from Harry's wand and charged at the Dementors. They started to back away and fled the battle. Prongs rounded on Harry and trotted beside him. Instead of blowing away, Prongs stayed there, protecting Harry.
"A warm up act. Weasley, release the Acromantula." A spider the size of Aragog dropped down from the ceiling. Harry dodged it and tried to remember how he defeated it last time. He knew one thing that might work,
"Avada Kervadra," Harry shouted, pointing his wand at the Acromantula. It screeched loud and toppled over, its legs spasming. Finally after a few minuted it died.
"Well done," Voldemort congratulated him, clapping his hands, " Few people can kill an Acromantula and fewer still your age can produce a Killing Curse. You remind me of me." He wiped a fake tear from his eye and drew himself up.
"Weasley, if you please." A flash of silver streaked across Harry's view, it was Hunter. WHACK. Harry was flown off his feet.
"Im sorry," Hunter said," did I hurt you?"
"Not as much as I'll hurt you!" Harry shouted. All Harry wanted to do was to hurt Hunter as much as he could.
"Stupefy!" Harry cried. It hit Hunter in the back.
"Well done Harry," Voldemort said. He apparated to the middle of the chamber.
"Now prepare to die like your dear father did."
"Not on my watch," A voice cried out, Sirius, Lupin and Mad-Eye were running towards them.
"Fine, four on one I can take you," Voldemort sneered....
Will Harry be able to beat Voldemort, will Sirius confess his true feelings to Proffesor Snape, will Hermione ever grow larger tits? Find out next time on:
Harry Potter and The Fortress of Shadows.
