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*crap* second to last chapter!!
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Deaths, Chapter Fourteen
The heavy wooden door slammed behind Lissa, the displaced air pushing her forward a few steps. On first glance, the
relatively large room was completely empty except for a bundle of tatty robes in a far corner. She was gasping nervously for
breath as her hand sweated on her wand. She took a few steps towards the robes, hoping beyond hope that there was not
a body beneath the cloth. When she was within two yards of the bundle, it unfolded and steadily rose until it was close to six
feet high. She let out a soft cry when a deathly pale face with slitted red eyes staring menacingly down at her. A noise that
was filled with people screaming in agony filled the room and it took her a moment to realize this was his voice.
"You have finally come. Your arrival was prophesized long ago. Welcome home Roza."
Lissa looked at him with something akin to utmost horror. Her grip on her wand loosened considerably and she took a step
backwards. Home? What the hell was he talking about? This place was in no way her home.
"What are you talking about you demented zombie? This place is not my home!"
Voldemort shook his snakelike head slowly, a nasty smirk on his lips. He advanced upon her until he was only a few steps away,
his eyes holding her in place. "Have you never heard your prophecy my dear? It tells that you are meant to be here. How
lucky you are that I know it!
.
Time of light turns to dark
As nefarious ones corrupt the willing.
The evil one reigns supreme,
His hand extending o'er the land
His thirst for blood and pure of heart will soon destroy the Earth.
White magic hath doth lost its berth,
Until the three of purest blood be born,
Two from one,
And one from two.
One of two will bow to the evil one's call,
To try and make the others fall.
But love between two enemies,
Will burn away the hate.
Power sprung from the Earth will win many hearts,
But one of two doth only want what is unattainable.
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Don't you see young Rosa? You are going to defeat the Light and you will reign supreme at my side! You belong to me!"
Lissa's throat grew dry and she fought to swallow. She waited for a moment to hear the end of the prophecy, then realized.
Voldemort did not know all of it. He did not know that she would have to choose between her brother and somebody else.
Her eyes narrowed and she raised her wand slowly.
"You know not what you speak of Tom Riddle. I belong nowhere and to no one, living or dead." A steady breeze started
swirling around the room, freezing air lightly buffeting the two figures. "You have killed so many in your lifetime, it is time you
pay your due."
He laughed coldly and pointed his own wand right at her heart. "You think you can defeat me? I am Lord Voldemort and
you are just a school girl."
"A schoolgirl I might be Riddle. But I am also the Elements. I am the one They are combined within. I have a massive task
before me and I know now that task is to rid the universe of your tainting presence." The wind rose to a gale and it began to
force Voldemort toward the far wall. He braced himself and took a step into the wind, his hairless brow furrowing slightly.
"Do you really think you can defeat me with a simple wind? I laugh at you girl."
Lissa smirked darkly and dropped her wand to the floor; it was of no use to her in this battle. Voldemort would always be more
powerful then her in that arena. The wind kept pummeling him and this gave her time to raise her arms to the ceiling and
silently ask the Goddess and her Elements to give her strength enough to banish this epitome of evil. Alien strength flooded
her veins and an ethereal glow shone gently from her skin. The Goddess had heard her silent plea and had not only given
Lissa Her strength, but had embodied her with Her immortal spirit. Lissa seemed to grow taller by several inches and her body
seemed to be almost an illusion, a shell. Lissa opened her eyes and her once dark eyes glowed a vivid sea green. She raised
her hands and pointed her fingertips at Voldemort, a concentrated look forming on Lissa/Goddess's face.
"You forsook Me a long time ago Tom. You turned away from My embrace to follow the darkness in your blood. You were
once My priest, one of My most devout. Your time has come to spend eternity paying for the lives you took." A sad look came
across the now the Goddess/Lissa's face and She closed the distance between her vessel and the man who had killed so
many innocents since he came into the world. A look of true, pure unadulterated fear crossed the once proud Lord
Voldemort's face as She bore down upon him. He dropped to his knees and reached forward to entangle his bony fingers in
Lissa's robes in a pitiful gesture.
"Please My Lady, show mercy to your servant!"
Lissa snorted deep within her body, her spirit forced to reside deep with her heart until the Goddess decided it the proper
time to leave her body. A slightly admonishing voice echoed softly. "My child, do not show contempt towards this man. His
mind broke when his heart did. This is all a long plan of revenge against the woman who ruined him."
Revenge? This was all just revenge? Just a long quest to get back at a single person that led into a country wide annihilation
of muggle borns? Lissa's spirit shook with laughter at the thought and the Goddess around her grew angry. "Do not laugh
Daughter! This is nothing to laugh about." The Goddess's voice left her and Her attention focused on the cowering man.
"I would forgive you My Son, if you truly meant it. But sadly, you only wish to save your own soul from the eternal limbo you
have earned for yourself."
A sad look crossed Her ethereal face and She knelt before his cowering form. One of Her slender fingers lifted his head and Her
pink lips touched his thin white ones in a chaste kiss, the moment Her pure lips touched his sullied ones his dark soul was pulled
out of his body and into Hers. This act was similar to a dementor's Kiss, except that the taken soul was not harbored and fed
upon, but returned to the Earth from where it once came. The moment his spirit was completely drained, his body collapsed
to the floor completely lifeless. Lissa then found that she could properly see out of her eyes once again and there was a
peculiar emptiness within her. She was herself again. She looked nervously down at the very dead body of Voldemort and
quickly turned it into ash, just wanting to be careful. She took a deep breath and looked at the door that was directly across
the room from her. What could behind that door? She would find out. She strode towards it and went in, her wand once
again clutched in her hand.
Draco gasped quietly when he saw Brad stand over his prone father, her wand grasped tightly in her hand. The brown
haired girl's face and neck were speckled with bruises and cuts, a large purplish bruise around one of her eyes. She looked
absolutely terrified and she was shaking horribly. Her hues rose from the very still body and rested on him. She let out a soft cry
and ran towards him as if her very life depended on it. She threw her arms around his neck, her head pressing into the place
where neck meets shoulder. He stiffened slightly, and then hugged her in a friendly way. Her shaking hardly abated as a
steady stream of words stumbled out of her mouth.
"Gabe kidnapped me last night and brought me here. They hurt me so much! They hit me and they cursed me and tried out
new spells on me...It hurt so much Draco. Lucius kicked me so much and he strung me up and beat me with a whip for so
long! S-Something happened and he stopped suddenly and ran out of the room. He'd forgotten to finish latching up the
manacles and I escaped...I don't think this is my wand, but it works and I think I killed him. I'm so afraid something's going to
happen to Lissa. They were talking about the One and then Gabe started saying that she'd come after me in no time. I am
a trap! Did Lissa come with you? Do you know where she is? Is she okay?"
Draco tightened his hold on Brad, anger boiling up inside of him at what his father and Gabe had done.
"Listen Brad, you need to find someplace to hide, okay?"
"What? Why do I have to hide? Why won't you answer me?"
He sighed very quietly. "Lissa's okay. Please, go find a place to hide and don't come out until I, or one of the teachers, tell you
to, okay?"
She looked up at him and nodded her brown head slowly. She pulled out of his arms and ran out of the room. He took a deep
breath and was about to leave the room as well, but a stunning spell came out of nowhere, hitting him in the chest.
Lissa gasped for breath quietly as she shoved open what seemed like the millionth door. Voldemort's fortress was like an
intricate honeycomb of tunnels and doors, loosing her in the complexity. The door closed behind her and as she raised her
eyes from the floor, a soft cry escaped her lips. Gabe was standing close to the only other door in the room. Clasped to his
lower body was a very unconscious Draco, his head against her brother's belly.
"Merlin Liss, it took you long enough to get through with Voldemort!"
For a moment she just stood there, shock coursing through her. All the loose ends were now tied up with sickening clarity.
Gabe was a Deatheater.
"YOU BASTARD!" She screamed hysterically, starting to raise her wand.
He just shook his head and raised his own, pointing it right at Draco's head. She faltered for a moment, torn between the
love she felt for the two men before her. "Now, now Liss...I can and will kill Malfoy, you know I will. You have to choose. Me,
your last blood relative, or Malfoy, the boy who broke your heart?"
"What about Uncle Gussy? He's family."
"Severus Snape is dead. His treason against the Dark Lord was found out and he was killed. Sorry, but I'm all you have left."
His voice was caustically sarcastic when he said the Dark Lord and it was obvious had no respect for the recently deceased.
"G-Gussy is dead? He's dead??"
Gabe shrugged and jabbed his wand tip into Draco's temple, a droplet of blood rolling down his pale face. "You have to
choose now Liss."
Lissa looked at her brother, then down at man who had ripped her heart out and crushed it in a single moment. Her breath
caught in the back of her throat as her eyes blurred with tears. She did not want to loose all of her family, but could she really
condemn Draco to death? Over the love in her heart there was a thin layer of hatred and anger, but was it really enough to
kill him? A tear overflowed the barrier of her eyelashes and trickled down her cheek. A full sob escaped her throat when
Draco stirred and raised his head slightly. He saw her and immediately tried to wrench himself away from Gabe so he could
get at her.
"Lissa what ever he says don't believe him!!" The urgency in his voice was so real that she just let the tears go.
They soaked her cheeks, dripping from her face onto the collar of her robes. The two boys before her quieted at the sight of
her misery, and then, like she had always known, she knew her choice.
"I'm sorry..." She whispered quietly and raised her wand slowly. "Avada Kedavra." A jet of deadly green light shot out of her
wand and hit Draco right on the forehead, the exact place where Harry had been hit seventeen years ago. Gabe let go of
his body and Draco was dead before he hit the floor. He smiled warmly to her and quickly enveloped her in a tight hug.
"I knew you'd make the right choice Liss. Come on, we need to get out of here before the duffers at Hogwarts get here..."
Lissa nodded meekly and let her brother lead her out of the room through the only other door. They left the cold body of
Draco lying in the middle of the floor.
Many people were killed under the reign of the Dark Twins. Both magical and muggle folk alike were senselessly
murdered with no discretion. First to go was Harry Potter and Albus Dumbledore. Once those two had been disposed of, the
tide of darkness that they created over took the world.
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Second to last chapter! WEEEE!
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Your Lord and Master
Foamy the Squirrel
*crap* second to last chapter!!
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Deaths, Chapter Fourteen
The heavy wooden door slammed behind Lissa, the displaced air pushing her forward a few steps. On first glance, the
relatively large room was completely empty except for a bundle of tatty robes in a far corner. She was gasping nervously for
breath as her hand sweated on her wand. She took a few steps towards the robes, hoping beyond hope that there was not
a body beneath the cloth. When she was within two yards of the bundle, it unfolded and steadily rose until it was close to six
feet high. She let out a soft cry when a deathly pale face with slitted red eyes staring menacingly down at her. A noise that
was filled with people screaming in agony filled the room and it took her a moment to realize this was his voice.
"You have finally come. Your arrival was prophesized long ago. Welcome home Roza."
Lissa looked at him with something akin to utmost horror. Her grip on her wand loosened considerably and she took a step
backwards. Home? What the hell was he talking about? This place was in no way her home.
"What are you talking about you demented zombie? This place is not my home!"
Voldemort shook his snakelike head slowly, a nasty smirk on his lips. He advanced upon her until he was only a few steps away,
his eyes holding her in place. "Have you never heard your prophecy my dear? It tells that you are meant to be here. How
lucky you are that I know it!
.
Time of light turns to dark
As nefarious ones corrupt the willing.
The evil one reigns supreme,
His hand extending o'er the land
His thirst for blood and pure of heart will soon destroy the Earth.
White magic hath doth lost its berth,
Until the three of purest blood be born,
Two from one,
And one from two.
One of two will bow to the evil one's call,
To try and make the others fall.
But love between two enemies,
Will burn away the hate.
Power sprung from the Earth will win many hearts,
But one of two doth only want what is unattainable.
.
Don't you see young Rosa? You are going to defeat the Light and you will reign supreme at my side! You belong to me!"
Lissa's throat grew dry and she fought to swallow. She waited for a moment to hear the end of the prophecy, then realized.
Voldemort did not know all of it. He did not know that she would have to choose between her brother and somebody else.
Her eyes narrowed and she raised her wand slowly.
"You know not what you speak of Tom Riddle. I belong nowhere and to no one, living or dead." A steady breeze started
swirling around the room, freezing air lightly buffeting the two figures. "You have killed so many in your lifetime, it is time you
pay your due."
He laughed coldly and pointed his own wand right at her heart. "You think you can defeat me? I am Lord Voldemort and
you are just a school girl."
"A schoolgirl I might be Riddle. But I am also the Elements. I am the one They are combined within. I have a massive task
before me and I know now that task is to rid the universe of your tainting presence." The wind rose to a gale and it began to
force Voldemort toward the far wall. He braced himself and took a step into the wind, his hairless brow furrowing slightly.
"Do you really think you can defeat me with a simple wind? I laugh at you girl."
Lissa smirked darkly and dropped her wand to the floor; it was of no use to her in this battle. Voldemort would always be more
powerful then her in that arena. The wind kept pummeling him and this gave her time to raise her arms to the ceiling and
silently ask the Goddess and her Elements to give her strength enough to banish this epitome of evil. Alien strength flooded
her veins and an ethereal glow shone gently from her skin. The Goddess had heard her silent plea and had not only given
Lissa Her strength, but had embodied her with Her immortal spirit. Lissa seemed to grow taller by several inches and her body
seemed to be almost an illusion, a shell. Lissa opened her eyes and her once dark eyes glowed a vivid sea green. She raised
her hands and pointed her fingertips at Voldemort, a concentrated look forming on Lissa/Goddess's face.
"You forsook Me a long time ago Tom. You turned away from My embrace to follow the darkness in your blood. You were
once My priest, one of My most devout. Your time has come to spend eternity paying for the lives you took." A sad look came
across the now the Goddess/Lissa's face and She closed the distance between her vessel and the man who had killed so
many innocents since he came into the world. A look of true, pure unadulterated fear crossed the once proud Lord
Voldemort's face as She bore down upon him. He dropped to his knees and reached forward to entangle his bony fingers in
Lissa's robes in a pitiful gesture.
"Please My Lady, show mercy to your servant!"
Lissa snorted deep within her body, her spirit forced to reside deep with her heart until the Goddess decided it the proper
time to leave her body. A slightly admonishing voice echoed softly. "My child, do not show contempt towards this man. His
mind broke when his heart did. This is all a long plan of revenge against the woman who ruined him."
Revenge? This was all just revenge? Just a long quest to get back at a single person that led into a country wide annihilation
of muggle borns? Lissa's spirit shook with laughter at the thought and the Goddess around her grew angry. "Do not laugh
Daughter! This is nothing to laugh about." The Goddess's voice left her and Her attention focused on the cowering man.
"I would forgive you My Son, if you truly meant it. But sadly, you only wish to save your own soul from the eternal limbo you
have earned for yourself."
A sad look crossed Her ethereal face and She knelt before his cowering form. One of Her slender fingers lifted his head and Her
pink lips touched his thin white ones in a chaste kiss, the moment Her pure lips touched his sullied ones his dark soul was pulled
out of his body and into Hers. This act was similar to a dementor's Kiss, except that the taken soul was not harbored and fed
upon, but returned to the Earth from where it once came. The moment his spirit was completely drained, his body collapsed
to the floor completely lifeless. Lissa then found that she could properly see out of her eyes once again and there was a
peculiar emptiness within her. She was herself again. She looked nervously down at the very dead body of Voldemort and
quickly turned it into ash, just wanting to be careful. She took a deep breath and looked at the door that was directly across
the room from her. What could behind that door? She would find out. She strode towards it and went in, her wand once
again clutched in her hand.
Draco gasped quietly when he saw Brad stand over his prone father, her wand grasped tightly in her hand. The brown
haired girl's face and neck were speckled with bruises and cuts, a large purplish bruise around one of her eyes. She looked
absolutely terrified and she was shaking horribly. Her hues rose from the very still body and rested on him. She let out a soft cry
and ran towards him as if her very life depended on it. She threw her arms around his neck, her head pressing into the place
where neck meets shoulder. He stiffened slightly, and then hugged her in a friendly way. Her shaking hardly abated as a
steady stream of words stumbled out of her mouth.
"Gabe kidnapped me last night and brought me here. They hurt me so much! They hit me and they cursed me and tried out
new spells on me...It hurt so much Draco. Lucius kicked me so much and he strung me up and beat me with a whip for so
long! S-Something happened and he stopped suddenly and ran out of the room. He'd forgotten to finish latching up the
manacles and I escaped...I don't think this is my wand, but it works and I think I killed him. I'm so afraid something's going to
happen to Lissa. They were talking about the One and then Gabe started saying that she'd come after me in no time. I am
a trap! Did Lissa come with you? Do you know where she is? Is she okay?"
Draco tightened his hold on Brad, anger boiling up inside of him at what his father and Gabe had done.
"Listen Brad, you need to find someplace to hide, okay?"
"What? Why do I have to hide? Why won't you answer me?"
He sighed very quietly. "Lissa's okay. Please, go find a place to hide and don't come out until I, or one of the teachers, tell you
to, okay?"
She looked up at him and nodded her brown head slowly. She pulled out of his arms and ran out of the room. He took a deep
breath and was about to leave the room as well, but a stunning spell came out of nowhere, hitting him in the chest.
Lissa gasped for breath quietly as she shoved open what seemed like the millionth door. Voldemort's fortress was like an
intricate honeycomb of tunnels and doors, loosing her in the complexity. The door closed behind her and as she raised her
eyes from the floor, a soft cry escaped her lips. Gabe was standing close to the only other door in the room. Clasped to his
lower body was a very unconscious Draco, his head against her brother's belly.
"Merlin Liss, it took you long enough to get through with Voldemort!"
For a moment she just stood there, shock coursing through her. All the loose ends were now tied up with sickening clarity.
Gabe was a Deatheater.
"YOU BASTARD!" She screamed hysterically, starting to raise her wand.
He just shook his head and raised his own, pointing it right at Draco's head. She faltered for a moment, torn between the
love she felt for the two men before her. "Now, now Liss...I can and will kill Malfoy, you know I will. You have to choose. Me,
your last blood relative, or Malfoy, the boy who broke your heart?"
"What about Uncle Gussy? He's family."
"Severus Snape is dead. His treason against the Dark Lord was found out and he was killed. Sorry, but I'm all you have left."
His voice was caustically sarcastic when he said the Dark Lord and it was obvious had no respect for the recently deceased.
"G-Gussy is dead? He's dead??"
Gabe shrugged and jabbed his wand tip into Draco's temple, a droplet of blood rolling down his pale face. "You have to
choose now Liss."
Lissa looked at her brother, then down at man who had ripped her heart out and crushed it in a single moment. Her breath
caught in the back of her throat as her eyes blurred with tears. She did not want to loose all of her family, but could she really
condemn Draco to death? Over the love in her heart there was a thin layer of hatred and anger, but was it really enough to
kill him? A tear overflowed the barrier of her eyelashes and trickled down her cheek. A full sob escaped her throat when
Draco stirred and raised his head slightly. He saw her and immediately tried to wrench himself away from Gabe so he could
get at her.
"Lissa what ever he says don't believe him!!" The urgency in his voice was so real that she just let the tears go.
They soaked her cheeks, dripping from her face onto the collar of her robes. The two boys before her quieted at the sight of
her misery, and then, like she had always known, she knew her choice.
"I'm sorry..." She whispered quietly and raised her wand slowly. "Avada Kedavra." A jet of deadly green light shot out of her
wand and hit Draco right on the forehead, the exact place where Harry had been hit seventeen years ago. Gabe let go of
his body and Draco was dead before he hit the floor. He smiled warmly to her and quickly enveloped her in a tight hug.
"I knew you'd make the right choice Liss. Come on, we need to get out of here before the duffers at Hogwarts get here..."
Lissa nodded meekly and let her brother lead her out of the room through the only other door. They left the cold body of
Draco lying in the middle of the floor.
Many people were killed under the reign of the Dark Twins. Both magical and muggle folk alike were senselessly
murdered with no discretion. First to go was Harry Potter and Albus Dumbledore. Once those two had been disposed of, the
tide of darkness that they created over took the world.
.
.
.
.
.
Second to last chapter! WEEEE!
.
Your Lord and Master
Foamy the Squirrel