I just got back from a week in Quebec City, Canada. It's a really amazing
place, though I might suggest travelling there when it's a bit warmer
outside! Anyhow, thank you to all my dear fans that were waiting patiently
as I pumped out this chapter. I hope it'll live up to your expectations.
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VENGEANCE by MyKonstantine
Chapter 6: The Race for Reinforcement
Harry and Ginny raced down the halls, completely unaware of their surroundings.
"Where exactly would you keep wands in a place like this, Harry?" Ginny shouted over blaring alarms as ward after ward went off.
There was barely any hope for a successful escape. They were going down an endless white hall with identical white doors going down each side. It seemed to be characterized by reminiscences of an old mental hospital.
They could hear the Aurors behind them now. They were yelling out spells and instructions as they quickly gained ground.
Feeling a sudden rush of energy, Harry pushed through the door to his left. He swung Ginny through the doorway, narrowly missing a stunning spell before entering himself.
"It's here." He said with supernatural instinct as he looked down a hallway almost identical to the one that they were just in. "The room is somewhere down here."
Ginny began pushing at all the doors on the right side of the hallway as she ran along. "Well, find it! We don't have time!"
"No, Gin! It's not those! It's further down!" Harry was shocked by his keen senses as he pulled her away from the doors and pulled her down the hallway.
Just as he knew that they were getting close, Harry heard a deep-voiced Auror cast a stunning spell from behind and Ginny fell to the floor.
Harry cursed aloud, but quickly scooped Ginny into his arms. Now he needed to get to his wand. He needed to revive her and get the hell out of this oppressed prison.
The sweat began dripping down his face in turrets. He could hear his enemies' footprints steadily getting closer and he knew there wasn't much time left for hope.
Then he sensed it, and abruptly stopped to push through the door on the right.
The room was a rich mauve, shelved from top to bottom with wands. Harry eyes widened. How many captors did these men have? Did some of these wands belong to wizards who would someday be released from Azkaban?
He was sure he would not find their wands safely, but he had to try. His stomach gave a jolt as he looked at the signs on each section. 'March 5, 1856' one box read.
Looking down the isles, Harry realized that the wands were in order by date. He groaned loudly. Their wands must've been all the way at the end.
Without another thought, he hoisted Ginny up once again and jetted through the isles. He zigzagged away from spells after curse. August 9, 1924
Harry ducked as a spell ricocheted off the boxes holding wands and narrowly missed his head. Another spell zoomed through Ginny's hanging red hair, but did not harm them. November 28, 1977
Finally, Harry reached the box that held his precious holly and phoenix feather wand. With a grunt, his rough hands placed Ginny into the floor and he lifted the lid.
He snatched up the wand a cast a Jelly Legs Jinx on the nearest Auror. His grass-green eyes danced with the joy of liberation.
"Enverate!" He shouted, waking Ginny from her very unpleasant sleep.
"Harry?" she murmured. She was weak and not fully conscious.
He brushed the wild locks of fire from her forehead and said, "Don't worry. Just stay here and gain your strength. I'm going to get us out of here. I promise."
Her chocolate eyes sparkled up into his concerned face. For that moment, all seemed to be calm and sacred.
"I love you." He whispered. Without another word, Harry spun around and ran out to face the men who held him on the edge of insanity all day.
Footsteps and screams echoed in his ears as Harry stunned one Auror and quickly blocked a Disarming Spell. The noises cause other Aurors to abandon their search for Harry and Ginny for the area where men were clearly battling the infamous Harry Potter.
Harry tried to defend his dignity as best he could, but the number of Aurors had tripled in a short time. He was just narrowly missing curses and starting to feel faint.
After blocking a particular nasty jinx, Harry could see another man waiting to disarm him in the opposite directions out of the corner of his eye.
"Expellia-"
Before the man finished, he collapsed to the floor, bat wings sprouting all over his body.
"I always did throw a mean Bat Bogey!" a feminine voice said behind him.
Harry glanced over his shoulder quickly to see Ginny looking to be at the pinnacle of health and beauty. She fought off the men trying to attack her with a serene power that he had never seen before.
He suddenly felt a boost in his own energy as he now dueled with strength and precision. The battle was tiring, but there was more hope than there ever had been before.
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Ron hollered into the empty room. He pulled apart the bed, knocked over lamps, and cursed without remorse.
Harry and Ginny were gone, but the family had no idea what had happened. What kept them missing? Was it Death Eaters? Was it the Ministry? Was it another quick shag in the closet?
He heard the doorknob click open and swung around with the swift instincts that only a keeper would possess. His wand was clutched tightly in his hand.
The same young man stood there, holding forth his official Auror badge.
"Where's my bloody sister and best friend?" Ron scowled. His mood was much too bitter for him to try being polite.
"Your sister and Mr. Potter are fine, Mr. Weasley. They're being held in special headquarters for the time being. I'm going to ask you to join them as well."
Ron threw his hands up in the air. "You are kidding me?"
"Mr. Weasley, I can understand your displeasure with the situation, but-"
"DISPLEASURE?" Ron bellowed. He pointed around the room. "You call this fucking DISPLEASURE?"
With a grimace, the man raised his wand.
"You can go calmly, Mr. Weasley, or we can do this the hard way."
Ron's eyes burned as he laughed at the Auror and shouted "Expelliarmus!"
The Aurors' eyes widened in shock at Ron's brash actions.
"We'll see who's doing this the hard way now." Ron grinned cheekily.
After tightly tying the unlucky Auror to a chair in the hotel room, Ron noticed a sparkle from the man's wrist. Was that a bracelet?
With closer inspection Ron realized it was a platinum wristband. Inscribed on it were the words "Avait Porterais"
Unsure but having no other plan of action, Ron grabbed the man by the wrist and called out the unfamiliar words engraved in the cold metal.
After a tug on his navel and familiar spinning sensation, Ron and the chair- bound Auror landed in a clear white hallway with alarms blaring.
"Special headquarters." Ron was thrilled by his ability to find the area with so little trouble. Feeling a slight need for revenge, Ron pushed the Auror's chair sideways before rushing down the hall.
He could hear strangled voices yelling over the alarms, but only faintly. All he had to do was get a little closer.
Ron came to a running stop after passing a door that was blown off its hinges. He turned back and bolted down that connecting corridor, desperate to find his only remaining sources of comfort.
The sounds were getting much clearer now. He could here a meek woman's voice calling out ahead. That must have been Ginny!
He could also hear a few men conjuring jinxes and deflective spells, and guessed that one of them must've been Harry.
But soon, all went quiet. Ron couldn't hear a sound. He began to run faster, praying for the safety of Harry and Ginny.
He could see an open door ahead now. His long legs ached as he inched closer and closer.
Finally, he sped through the doorway and was shocked by the sight before him.
Harry and Ginny stood snogging in the center of the room, surrounded by the unconscious bodies of at least twenty Aurors.
He coughed loudly to get their attention, and they both whipped their wands in his direction.
Once they noticed it was Ron, they stared in a curious shock.
Ginny ran up to Ron, grabbing him in a hug and spinning him around.
"You're too late, brother." She whispered joyously.
Ron chuckled. "I would expect the Boy-Who-Lived to keep my baby sister safe."
There was a twinkle in Ron's eyes at he nodded thankfully at Harry.
"Actually, she's the one who kept me safe this time."
Ginny's face glowed with pride because she knew her two favorite men were impressed.
"I know who has Hermione. I think I know how we can get to her." Ron announced. "We just need to leave this bloody building."
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VENGEANCE by MyKonstantine
Chapter 6: The Race for Reinforcement
Harry and Ginny raced down the halls, completely unaware of their surroundings.
"Where exactly would you keep wands in a place like this, Harry?" Ginny shouted over blaring alarms as ward after ward went off.
There was barely any hope for a successful escape. They were going down an endless white hall with identical white doors going down each side. It seemed to be characterized by reminiscences of an old mental hospital.
They could hear the Aurors behind them now. They were yelling out spells and instructions as they quickly gained ground.
Feeling a sudden rush of energy, Harry pushed through the door to his left. He swung Ginny through the doorway, narrowly missing a stunning spell before entering himself.
"It's here." He said with supernatural instinct as he looked down a hallway almost identical to the one that they were just in. "The room is somewhere down here."
Ginny began pushing at all the doors on the right side of the hallway as she ran along. "Well, find it! We don't have time!"
"No, Gin! It's not those! It's further down!" Harry was shocked by his keen senses as he pulled her away from the doors and pulled her down the hallway.
Just as he knew that they were getting close, Harry heard a deep-voiced Auror cast a stunning spell from behind and Ginny fell to the floor.
Harry cursed aloud, but quickly scooped Ginny into his arms. Now he needed to get to his wand. He needed to revive her and get the hell out of this oppressed prison.
The sweat began dripping down his face in turrets. He could hear his enemies' footprints steadily getting closer and he knew there wasn't much time left for hope.
Then he sensed it, and abruptly stopped to push through the door on the right.
The room was a rich mauve, shelved from top to bottom with wands. Harry eyes widened. How many captors did these men have? Did some of these wands belong to wizards who would someday be released from Azkaban?
He was sure he would not find their wands safely, but he had to try. His stomach gave a jolt as he looked at the signs on each section. 'March 5, 1856' one box read.
Looking down the isles, Harry realized that the wands were in order by date. He groaned loudly. Their wands must've been all the way at the end.
Without another thought, he hoisted Ginny up once again and jetted through the isles. He zigzagged away from spells after curse. August 9, 1924
Harry ducked as a spell ricocheted off the boxes holding wands and narrowly missed his head. Another spell zoomed through Ginny's hanging red hair, but did not harm them. November 28, 1977
Finally, Harry reached the box that held his precious holly and phoenix feather wand. With a grunt, his rough hands placed Ginny into the floor and he lifted the lid.
He snatched up the wand a cast a Jelly Legs Jinx on the nearest Auror. His grass-green eyes danced with the joy of liberation.
"Enverate!" He shouted, waking Ginny from her very unpleasant sleep.
"Harry?" she murmured. She was weak and not fully conscious.
He brushed the wild locks of fire from her forehead and said, "Don't worry. Just stay here and gain your strength. I'm going to get us out of here. I promise."
Her chocolate eyes sparkled up into his concerned face. For that moment, all seemed to be calm and sacred.
"I love you." He whispered. Without another word, Harry spun around and ran out to face the men who held him on the edge of insanity all day.
Footsteps and screams echoed in his ears as Harry stunned one Auror and quickly blocked a Disarming Spell. The noises cause other Aurors to abandon their search for Harry and Ginny for the area where men were clearly battling the infamous Harry Potter.
Harry tried to defend his dignity as best he could, but the number of Aurors had tripled in a short time. He was just narrowly missing curses and starting to feel faint.
After blocking a particular nasty jinx, Harry could see another man waiting to disarm him in the opposite directions out of the corner of his eye.
"Expellia-"
Before the man finished, he collapsed to the floor, bat wings sprouting all over his body.
"I always did throw a mean Bat Bogey!" a feminine voice said behind him.
Harry glanced over his shoulder quickly to see Ginny looking to be at the pinnacle of health and beauty. She fought off the men trying to attack her with a serene power that he had never seen before.
He suddenly felt a boost in his own energy as he now dueled with strength and precision. The battle was tiring, but there was more hope than there ever had been before.
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Ron hollered into the empty room. He pulled apart the bed, knocked over lamps, and cursed without remorse.
Harry and Ginny were gone, but the family had no idea what had happened. What kept them missing? Was it Death Eaters? Was it the Ministry? Was it another quick shag in the closet?
He heard the doorknob click open and swung around with the swift instincts that only a keeper would possess. His wand was clutched tightly in his hand.
The same young man stood there, holding forth his official Auror badge.
"Where's my bloody sister and best friend?" Ron scowled. His mood was much too bitter for him to try being polite.
"Your sister and Mr. Potter are fine, Mr. Weasley. They're being held in special headquarters for the time being. I'm going to ask you to join them as well."
Ron threw his hands up in the air. "You are kidding me?"
"Mr. Weasley, I can understand your displeasure with the situation, but-"
"DISPLEASURE?" Ron bellowed. He pointed around the room. "You call this fucking DISPLEASURE?"
With a grimace, the man raised his wand.
"You can go calmly, Mr. Weasley, or we can do this the hard way."
Ron's eyes burned as he laughed at the Auror and shouted "Expelliarmus!"
The Aurors' eyes widened in shock at Ron's brash actions.
"We'll see who's doing this the hard way now." Ron grinned cheekily.
After tightly tying the unlucky Auror to a chair in the hotel room, Ron noticed a sparkle from the man's wrist. Was that a bracelet?
With closer inspection Ron realized it was a platinum wristband. Inscribed on it were the words "Avait Porterais"
Unsure but having no other plan of action, Ron grabbed the man by the wrist and called out the unfamiliar words engraved in the cold metal.
After a tug on his navel and familiar spinning sensation, Ron and the chair- bound Auror landed in a clear white hallway with alarms blaring.
"Special headquarters." Ron was thrilled by his ability to find the area with so little trouble. Feeling a slight need for revenge, Ron pushed the Auror's chair sideways before rushing down the hall.
He could hear strangled voices yelling over the alarms, but only faintly. All he had to do was get a little closer.
Ron came to a running stop after passing a door that was blown off its hinges. He turned back and bolted down that connecting corridor, desperate to find his only remaining sources of comfort.
The sounds were getting much clearer now. He could here a meek woman's voice calling out ahead. That must have been Ginny!
He could also hear a few men conjuring jinxes and deflective spells, and guessed that one of them must've been Harry.
But soon, all went quiet. Ron couldn't hear a sound. He began to run faster, praying for the safety of Harry and Ginny.
He could see an open door ahead now. His long legs ached as he inched closer and closer.
Finally, he sped through the doorway and was shocked by the sight before him.
Harry and Ginny stood snogging in the center of the room, surrounded by the unconscious bodies of at least twenty Aurors.
He coughed loudly to get their attention, and they both whipped their wands in his direction.
Once they noticed it was Ron, they stared in a curious shock.
Ginny ran up to Ron, grabbing him in a hug and spinning him around.
"You're too late, brother." She whispered joyously.
Ron chuckled. "I would expect the Boy-Who-Lived to keep my baby sister safe."
There was a twinkle in Ron's eyes at he nodded thankfully at Harry.
"Actually, she's the one who kept me safe this time."
Ginny's face glowed with pride because she knew her two favorite men were impressed.
"I know who has Hermione. I think I know how we can get to her." Ron announced. "We just need to leave this bloody building."
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