Thank-you so much for the reviews! Two reviews the day after I posted
chapter 8! Thank-you! And I've decided, the story will be longer. You may
have to wait again, but it'll be worth it when it's over. Anyway, here you
go! Chapter 9!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~*~*~*Chapter 9*~*~*~ Through the Mask
Looking through a mask at your friends fighting for their lives was not the nicest thing in the world to do. My face was covered by my present, my future and my cheap love that was the mask of a Death-eater. As I fought along with Draco and the others, I felt like I wanted to crawl into a corner, close my eyes and wait for it to be over. Maybe it was just a horrible, horrible dream...
But it wasn't.
I was in the middle of the battling, watching my fellow students and friends fire deadly spells at me, not knowing who I was. I wanted to ripe off that stupid plastic piece of crap and tell them where I had been for those two years they spent looking for me.
They all thought I was dead.
Inside me, I laughed. Dead. I wish. It would be better than what I was going through.
'Avada Kedavra!' someone screamed from beside me.
I turned me attention back to the battle that was erupting around me. I saw Ginny Weasley running towards me, her eyes flared and wand out and ready. I knew she was going to fire at me, and I didn't want to die. I didn't want to.
The words had barely gotten out of her mouth for the killing curse when I fired the Cruciatus curse right at her chest.
I watched as she fell to the ground screaming, withering in pain, tears streaming down her elegant face...
I gagged. I stared into Ginny's eyes, that were filled with fear and pain, and I knew Ginny was looking into my eyes, but she didn't know who I was. I felt like vomiting on the spot.
'GINNY!' I heard a familiar voice scream.
I spun around, and saw Ron running my direction, his wand ready just like Ginny's. I froze. Not Ron, not Ron, please I don't want to hurt Ron...
But I didn't have to make that decision. Draco jumped in front of me, and fired a complex spell that stunned the opponent for many hours. Ron fell rigid to the ground as I looked over Draco's shoulder.
Draco turned to me and said, 'You can't freeze up. These people are not your friends anymore, they are your enemies. I saw what you did to the Weasley girl.' I could tell that he was grinning evilly under that horrid mask of his. 'Keep it up.' With that, he ran away, searching for more unlucky opponents to torture.
I breathed deeply and looked at Ron. His face was stuck on a look of confusion and fear. I wanted to cry. My head was screaming to run away from it all, but my legs were stuck to the ground.
Then I heard a terrible crashing sound. I looked to the sky, though no one else did. Dark clouds had formed in the sky, covering the sun and the blue sky. Rain pounded down on top of everyone, though no one took notice. I looked back at Ron, his red hair and numerous freckles visible through the thick rain.
I looked up, hesitated for a moment then ran. I ran as fast as I could. No one took notice, but I pushed past the dueling witches and wizards, over top the lifeless or stunned bodies. I heard a scream over the rain, and remembered Ginny. Would she turn out to be just like Neville's parents? I retched, stopping for a moment then looked back at the battle.
I started to cry then. This wasn't how it was supposed to be, my head cried, It was supposed to be peaceful and great. Why does all the bad things have to happen?
I thought back to the Muggle world, where wars had happened for the stupidest reasons. And when I had gotten my acceptance letter to Hogwarts, I thought that since it was magical and something I only dreamed about, I thought it would be good. I thought it would be different from the Muggle world. Why does Voldemort have to be so stupid about gaining power? He has magic and that is more than any Muggle would want, why does he have to kill innocent people for it?
And then, for a second only, the battle seemed to stop. As I stared at all the witches and wizards, I saw a unusual silhouette in the rain, striding ever so calmly over to one pair of dueler's. I knew right away who it was. Lord Voldemort. My eyes scanned over to the two wizards, and I screamed, though it was never heard.
Harry was dueling fiercely with another Death-eater, not having noticed Voldemort was creeping up behind him. I wanted to run to Harry and save him, but then I couldn't. My legs felt like lead and I knew if I took one more step, I would vomit.
So helplessly, I watched Voldemort creep up on Harry, who was still unaware of it until Neville screamed for him to look out. Harry turned around, shocked and confused as Neville fell to the ground, lifeless, from the Death-eater who was dueling Harry just a moment before.
Harry stood still, his wand clutched in his hand. Voldemort stepped up to Harry, his eyes glowing through the rain and his face like a ghost against a black wall. It looked like Harry was trying to say something, but Voldemort's cold laugh echoed around the grounds, cutting of Harry's words.
Voldemort said something and grabbed Harry's arm. I heard Harry scream as tensed up in pain, his wand falling the ground. Everyone seem to stop and watch, gathering a circle around the two. I heard loud, booming laughter from the crowd and my heart thumped in my chest. I ran up to the crowd, pushing through with difficulty until I reached the front, and watched Voldemort and Harry.
'L-LET ME GO!' Harry screamed, his eyes screwed up in pain.
Voldemort laughed. 'Do you really think that I will listen to you? You are nothing more than a absent minded boy who cries about his parents way to much.'
More laughter erupted around me. I clamped my eyes shut and waited for the laughter to stop. My mind raced with a million things, over and over. Memories of Harry and Ron, sitting by the common room fire. The years I missed of sitting, laughing, not giving care in the world with my to best friends. Tears were stinging my eyes, but I kept them closed. I didn't want to remember. Gradually, it quit and I opened my eyes again.
I stepped back in shock, hitting a fellow Death-eater behind me, who was still laughing a deep croaky laugh.
Harry and Voldemort were gone.
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Okay? Got it done quickly. I hope you like it and please review!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~*~*~*Chapter 9*~*~*~ Through the Mask
Looking through a mask at your friends fighting for their lives was not the nicest thing in the world to do. My face was covered by my present, my future and my cheap love that was the mask of a Death-eater. As I fought along with Draco and the others, I felt like I wanted to crawl into a corner, close my eyes and wait for it to be over. Maybe it was just a horrible, horrible dream...
But it wasn't.
I was in the middle of the battling, watching my fellow students and friends fire deadly spells at me, not knowing who I was. I wanted to ripe off that stupid plastic piece of crap and tell them where I had been for those two years they spent looking for me.
They all thought I was dead.
Inside me, I laughed. Dead. I wish. It would be better than what I was going through.
'Avada Kedavra!' someone screamed from beside me.
I turned me attention back to the battle that was erupting around me. I saw Ginny Weasley running towards me, her eyes flared and wand out and ready. I knew she was going to fire at me, and I didn't want to die. I didn't want to.
The words had barely gotten out of her mouth for the killing curse when I fired the Cruciatus curse right at her chest.
I watched as she fell to the ground screaming, withering in pain, tears streaming down her elegant face...
I gagged. I stared into Ginny's eyes, that were filled with fear and pain, and I knew Ginny was looking into my eyes, but she didn't know who I was. I felt like vomiting on the spot.
'GINNY!' I heard a familiar voice scream.
I spun around, and saw Ron running my direction, his wand ready just like Ginny's. I froze. Not Ron, not Ron, please I don't want to hurt Ron...
But I didn't have to make that decision. Draco jumped in front of me, and fired a complex spell that stunned the opponent for many hours. Ron fell rigid to the ground as I looked over Draco's shoulder.
Draco turned to me and said, 'You can't freeze up. These people are not your friends anymore, they are your enemies. I saw what you did to the Weasley girl.' I could tell that he was grinning evilly under that horrid mask of his. 'Keep it up.' With that, he ran away, searching for more unlucky opponents to torture.
I breathed deeply and looked at Ron. His face was stuck on a look of confusion and fear. I wanted to cry. My head was screaming to run away from it all, but my legs were stuck to the ground.
Then I heard a terrible crashing sound. I looked to the sky, though no one else did. Dark clouds had formed in the sky, covering the sun and the blue sky. Rain pounded down on top of everyone, though no one took notice. I looked back at Ron, his red hair and numerous freckles visible through the thick rain.
I looked up, hesitated for a moment then ran. I ran as fast as I could. No one took notice, but I pushed past the dueling witches and wizards, over top the lifeless or stunned bodies. I heard a scream over the rain, and remembered Ginny. Would she turn out to be just like Neville's parents? I retched, stopping for a moment then looked back at the battle.
I started to cry then. This wasn't how it was supposed to be, my head cried, It was supposed to be peaceful and great. Why does all the bad things have to happen?
I thought back to the Muggle world, where wars had happened for the stupidest reasons. And when I had gotten my acceptance letter to Hogwarts, I thought that since it was magical and something I only dreamed about, I thought it would be good. I thought it would be different from the Muggle world. Why does Voldemort have to be so stupid about gaining power? He has magic and that is more than any Muggle would want, why does he have to kill innocent people for it?
And then, for a second only, the battle seemed to stop. As I stared at all the witches and wizards, I saw a unusual silhouette in the rain, striding ever so calmly over to one pair of dueler's. I knew right away who it was. Lord Voldemort. My eyes scanned over to the two wizards, and I screamed, though it was never heard.
Harry was dueling fiercely with another Death-eater, not having noticed Voldemort was creeping up behind him. I wanted to run to Harry and save him, but then I couldn't. My legs felt like lead and I knew if I took one more step, I would vomit.
So helplessly, I watched Voldemort creep up on Harry, who was still unaware of it until Neville screamed for him to look out. Harry turned around, shocked and confused as Neville fell to the ground, lifeless, from the Death-eater who was dueling Harry just a moment before.
Harry stood still, his wand clutched in his hand. Voldemort stepped up to Harry, his eyes glowing through the rain and his face like a ghost against a black wall. It looked like Harry was trying to say something, but Voldemort's cold laugh echoed around the grounds, cutting of Harry's words.
Voldemort said something and grabbed Harry's arm. I heard Harry scream as tensed up in pain, his wand falling the ground. Everyone seem to stop and watch, gathering a circle around the two. I heard loud, booming laughter from the crowd and my heart thumped in my chest. I ran up to the crowd, pushing through with difficulty until I reached the front, and watched Voldemort and Harry.
'L-LET ME GO!' Harry screamed, his eyes screwed up in pain.
Voldemort laughed. 'Do you really think that I will listen to you? You are nothing more than a absent minded boy who cries about his parents way to much.'
More laughter erupted around me. I clamped my eyes shut and waited for the laughter to stop. My mind raced with a million things, over and over. Memories of Harry and Ron, sitting by the common room fire. The years I missed of sitting, laughing, not giving care in the world with my to best friends. Tears were stinging my eyes, but I kept them closed. I didn't want to remember. Gradually, it quit and I opened my eyes again.
I stepped back in shock, hitting a fellow Death-eater behind me, who was still laughing a deep croaky laugh.
Harry and Voldemort were gone.
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