Chapter #35
James felt the searing feeling leave, replaced with pure rage. He turned his head and stared at Hermione.
"You cause this pain.. It's you, I know it. feel it... Whether he actually said that or not, James didn't know. His mind had left, replaced by. something else? But James felt the rest of his human thoughts leave him. The rage was fading, replaced by eagerness. He could smell it on her, the fear, oh.. It was so strong.
"James? Are you alright?" Hermione asked in concern.
"Kill her..rip her apart, James. She.. She killed Harry, Lily.. Dead because of her. Now kill her!"
"Oh no, not you again."
"I'm back, James. You'll never get rid of me. That's why Lily left you, James. You're dangerous. Imagine, every time she made love to her husband he turned on her and tried to kill her. You're worse than Lupin." The voice ranted.
"Get out of my head, I'm not going to hurt Hermione!"
"You already have, James. You already have. Look at her, bleeding and scared and broken. Poor child. You took her innocence James. Now you will take her life!"
"NO!"
"You made the mistake of trying to control your other halfs' mind instead of you own body before. You've just done it again. She's an inch from death James. Your hands just dug into her flesh. You're killing her. Because that's what you're bred to do. Kill. Not to love, not to care, to kill."
"Hermione, RUN!"
Hermione screamed as he lunged at her, his fingers outstretching and digging into her shoulder. She jerked away and tore through the halls, screaming. There was smoke in the corridors, though, and she couldn't breath much anymore. The terrified girl got down on her hands and knees and crawled swiftly across the ground, rocks digging into her bleeding hands and knees.
"What's wrong with you?" she whispered in anguish, glancing back at the smoky tunnel she had come from before crawling along in search of an exit.
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Severus felt the second wave of anger wash over him, and his whole body felt on fire. Well, it didn't help that he was on fire. The heat was almost unbearable, and yet it seemed strangely revitalizing.
"Eurgh.. Miss Granger?" he croaked, battling through the current chaos of spells and curses being fired at him. "For fucks' sake, get out of my way!" he shoved one of the death eaters out of the way, ignoring the feeling of his fingers, which now were equipped with long claws, sinking into flesh.
"Grab him, you fools!" Voldemorts' recognizable voice shrieked. "Grab him, don't let him get away!" Four more death eaters grabbed him by the legs, and Severus screamed and kicked at them. He was in a state of mind where he couldn't think clearly, couldn't apprehend what was going on with his emotions, they were in complete pandemonium. He screamed at the death eaters and far away, as though it was echoing up through the years of abuse, cruelty, and lies, came power he had never known to posses, partly because the power was not his to take, but belonging to something else.
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The explosion could be heard from Hogwarts, and Harry and Ron, who were sitting at the lake thinking about Hermione, stared in shock at the fire that shot up from behind the mountains. Harry stood up, his mouth opened in bewilderment. Ron too opened his mouth, but neither found words to describe what they were seeing.
"What in the hell is that?" Harry finally managed to whisper.
"I.. holy shit, it's still blowing up.." Ron trailed off as the fire climbed higher into the air.
"Ron, I think we should go in the castle. look, there's bits of rock, they're fricking falling from the sky, now come on." Harry whispered to the other shocked boy, who followed him into the castle, his mouth still open.
When they got to the great hall, students were milling about in a state of shock, until Dumbledore stood up and cleared his throat. The whole hall froze.
"I think it is time to inform you of recent events." He said gravely. "And I beg you, please do not panic."
It wad damned hard not to panic, as another explosion rocked the castle walls and the air turned a tinge of fiery orange. Several first years, and a few second and third years, had dissolved into tears. People stood up and ran to others for comfort. Harry felt Ginny gripping his arm and whimpering at his side.
They sat in the hazy red-orange glow, waiting. Dumbledore was waiting for the explosions to quiet down, so he could explain to the students. The students were waiting for peace and quiet, so they could hear what the adults had to say.
Four more explosions went off in the next five hours, each one making the students tremble in their seats. The strange fire-orange air did not clear, however, and everything was seen with an orange tint to it. First years clung to older friends desperately, searching for comfort from the terrifying incident.
Harry cradled Ginny against him reassuringly, and Ron waited with Fred and George.
The chaos lasted for a total of seven hours, for it took two hours after the last explosion for everyone to calm down, and for the orange haze to leave.
Dumbledore stood up sadly after everyone had settled down.
"I now feel that I must provide you with an explanation." He said sadly. "Though it is not logical, and in no way does it make sense. I will start with Hermione Granger, being attacked by death eaters during the summer.."
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James felt the searing feeling leave, replaced with pure rage. He turned his head and stared at Hermione.
"You cause this pain.. It's you, I know it. feel it... Whether he actually said that or not, James didn't know. His mind had left, replaced by. something else? But James felt the rest of his human thoughts leave him. The rage was fading, replaced by eagerness. He could smell it on her, the fear, oh.. It was so strong.
"James? Are you alright?" Hermione asked in concern.
"Kill her..rip her apart, James. She.. She killed Harry, Lily.. Dead because of her. Now kill her!"
"Oh no, not you again."
"I'm back, James. You'll never get rid of me. That's why Lily left you, James. You're dangerous. Imagine, every time she made love to her husband he turned on her and tried to kill her. You're worse than Lupin." The voice ranted.
"Get out of my head, I'm not going to hurt Hermione!"
"You already have, James. You already have. Look at her, bleeding and scared and broken. Poor child. You took her innocence James. Now you will take her life!"
"NO!"
"You made the mistake of trying to control your other halfs' mind instead of you own body before. You've just done it again. She's an inch from death James. Your hands just dug into her flesh. You're killing her. Because that's what you're bred to do. Kill. Not to love, not to care, to kill."
"Hermione, RUN!"
Hermione screamed as he lunged at her, his fingers outstretching and digging into her shoulder. She jerked away and tore through the halls, screaming. There was smoke in the corridors, though, and she couldn't breath much anymore. The terrified girl got down on her hands and knees and crawled swiftly across the ground, rocks digging into her bleeding hands and knees.
"What's wrong with you?" she whispered in anguish, glancing back at the smoky tunnel she had come from before crawling along in search of an exit.
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Severus felt the second wave of anger wash over him, and his whole body felt on fire. Well, it didn't help that he was on fire. The heat was almost unbearable, and yet it seemed strangely revitalizing.
"Eurgh.. Miss Granger?" he croaked, battling through the current chaos of spells and curses being fired at him. "For fucks' sake, get out of my way!" he shoved one of the death eaters out of the way, ignoring the feeling of his fingers, which now were equipped with long claws, sinking into flesh.
"Grab him, you fools!" Voldemorts' recognizable voice shrieked. "Grab him, don't let him get away!" Four more death eaters grabbed him by the legs, and Severus screamed and kicked at them. He was in a state of mind where he couldn't think clearly, couldn't apprehend what was going on with his emotions, they were in complete pandemonium. He screamed at the death eaters and far away, as though it was echoing up through the years of abuse, cruelty, and lies, came power he had never known to posses, partly because the power was not his to take, but belonging to something else.
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The explosion could be heard from Hogwarts, and Harry and Ron, who were sitting at the lake thinking about Hermione, stared in shock at the fire that shot up from behind the mountains. Harry stood up, his mouth opened in bewilderment. Ron too opened his mouth, but neither found words to describe what they were seeing.
"What in the hell is that?" Harry finally managed to whisper.
"I.. holy shit, it's still blowing up.." Ron trailed off as the fire climbed higher into the air.
"Ron, I think we should go in the castle. look, there's bits of rock, they're fricking falling from the sky, now come on." Harry whispered to the other shocked boy, who followed him into the castle, his mouth still open.
When they got to the great hall, students were milling about in a state of shock, until Dumbledore stood up and cleared his throat. The whole hall froze.
"I think it is time to inform you of recent events." He said gravely. "And I beg you, please do not panic."
It wad damned hard not to panic, as another explosion rocked the castle walls and the air turned a tinge of fiery orange. Several first years, and a few second and third years, had dissolved into tears. People stood up and ran to others for comfort. Harry felt Ginny gripping his arm and whimpering at his side.
They sat in the hazy red-orange glow, waiting. Dumbledore was waiting for the explosions to quiet down, so he could explain to the students. The students were waiting for peace and quiet, so they could hear what the adults had to say.
Four more explosions went off in the next five hours, each one making the students tremble in their seats. The strange fire-orange air did not clear, however, and everything was seen with an orange tint to it. First years clung to older friends desperately, searching for comfort from the terrifying incident.
Harry cradled Ginny against him reassuringly, and Ron waited with Fred and George.
The chaos lasted for a total of seven hours, for it took two hours after the last explosion for everyone to calm down, and for the orange haze to leave.
Dumbledore stood up sadly after everyone had settled down.
"I now feel that I must provide you with an explanation." He said sadly. "Though it is not logical, and in no way does it make sense. I will start with Hermione Granger, being attacked by death eaters during the summer.."
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