Harry at first shut his eyes tightly, but after a few minutes he opened
them. He and Luna were falling down some sort of chute that was about 50
feet in diameter. It was pitch black except for dim lights that would be
floating in midair. Since Harry was falling so fast, he couldn't take a
good look at them. After what seemed like hours, Harry and Luna landed in
a room. It was the plainest room Harry had ever seen. The walls were
white and it had a white floor. It echoed every little sound that was made
in it. "Luna, did you know about this place?" Harry asked. "Place,
place, place, place," The room echoed. "No, I did not. I know you knew
about this place, but you never knew what exactly was in it. But now you
do," Luna replied. "In it, in it, in it, in it," The room echoed.
Harry started walking towards the wall, but he couldn't reach it. As soon as he got in reaching distance, the wall moved away. "Ginny? Ron? Hermione?" Harry called. "Are you here somewhere? Was Draco correct, or was this all a trap?" All of a sudden, a white door appeared on the wall Harry had been chasing. He could actually grab it without the wall moving. "Luna, come over here," Harry said. Harry opened the door, and there stood Ginny, Ron, and Hermione.
"Thank you for coming!" "Pollyjuice potion!" "You-Know-Who!" "Trapped!" "Save us!" "Avada-Kedavra!" "The Order's in danger!" "I want my mommy!" "V-Voldemort said Draco's next!" "Help!" They all screamed. "Ok, just tell us calmly what happened, and we'll see what we can do. What happened?" Harry asked. "You-Know-Who captured us, well actually just his Death Eater's. But some of his Death Eater's made Pollyjuice potion and are spying on the Order," Ginny answered timidly. "He said we're going to be killed as soon as he can figure out how to get out of here," Ron started biting his nails. "The Order's going to get destroyed as soon as they get enough information about Dumbledore and you," Hermione stuttered. "Ok, first things first, let's get out of here," Luna dazedly said. "That will be easy. Luna and I have our wands. We're going to summon our brooms and yours. But for Luna and Hermione." Harry said matter-of- factly. "Hermione can ride on my broom," Ron suggested. "Luna can ride on my broom," Ginny said. "Ok, good. Accio, Firebolt! Accio, Cleansweep! Accio, what's the name of your broom, Ginny?" Ginny came flying over to Harry and said, "A Comet."
"Ok. Accio, Comet!" The three brooms came flying to them and hovered just at waist height next to their riders. "Hey, what's everyone waiting for? Let's go!" Harry asked. "That's why," Ron pointed in back of Harry. Everyone slowly turned around, and there was Voldemort, evily glaring at Harry.
"Surprise, surprise, surprise! Harry, we meet again," Voldemort smirked. "It seems as though you have found your way into the chamber of love, but then opened the door to the chamber of hate. Now do you see what wonders hate has? And how love is so plain?" And sure enough, Harry looked around for the first time. The "chamber of hate" as he called it was even more beautiful than the entrance hall of the Ministry. The walls were studded with diamonds and emeralds, and the gold ceiling had a beautiful and ornate crystal chandelier. The floor had pretty blue and white tiles. The only thing was on everything, there was "power" written all over it. "So I'm giving you one last chance to join my power. If you do, we can bring back your parents. We can bring back Sirius. We can bring back everyone. But if you will be foolish enough to stay on your side, you and the rest of your loved ones will suffer," Voldemort stated. "Ok, let's test your intelligence here. Do you really think we're going to join you?" Harry talked back. "Are you saying that you think I'm dumb?"
"Yes. And I'm saying you're a coward. Chicken! Chicken! Chicken!" Luna, Ron, and Hermione joined in. "Silence! Crucio!" Voldemort put the Cruciatious curse on Harry. "Make it stop! Make it stop!" Harry cried as the searing pain went through his body. "Oh, come on Tommy, remove it. You're never going to get him to be sensible if you torture him," Harry looked up and saw that it was Ginny who spoke. Wait, Ginny? Was that really Ginny with her arm wrapped around Voldemort? It couldn't be. He must have been having hallucinations due to the shock of the curse. But no, it was real. Ron started trying to tug her away from him, but all she did was say, "I'm old enough to make decisions for myself. I don't need an older brother telling me that the Dark Arts are not to be mixed up in. Lord Voldemort is very trustworthy, and we get lots of power! I would advise you to do the same. Because the Dark Arts rule all good. There's no getting around it. Avada-Kedavra!"
Then Harry had a thought that was quicker than the spell. He had once watched a muggle movie called "The Matrix". It was about a guy who was a computer hacker, Neo, who was told the world he lived in was actually just a computer program. A man named Morpheus offered him a blue pill and a red pill. He said the blue pill would let him continue living in the world he was used to, or he could take the red pill which would let him live in the real world. He took the red pill, and in the real world, he fought against the Matrix, (the name of the computer system in which he had been living). It turned out in the end that he was "the One" who could beat the system. And now that Harry thought about it, his life was a lot like Neo's. He had lived in the muggle world for 11 years, and then he was brought into the magical world and told he had defeated the bad guy, Voldemort, after he had killed his parents. And ever since last year, Harry knew that he would either have to be murdered by Voldemort or murder him. So, if his life was a lot like Neo's then couldn't he maybe act like him too?
Without thinking, Harry charged and pushed Ron out of the way. The killing curse was coming towards him, and he leaned back to dodge it. Oh man, this is awesome, he thought. If only I had worn my school robes, then I would have really looked like Neo! He backflipped onto his broom and started soaring through the chamber of love and up into the abyss. He looked behind him and saw the others coming in back of him. Ginny leaped onto the end of Ron's broom, and Voldemort grabbed onto the twigs of Harry's broom. "I've got you now, Harry! I've got you now!" Voldemort laughed. "Oh no you don't, Riddle!" Harry bucked Voldemort off of the Firebolt.
After a few minutes, they finally reached the door. Ron was struggling with Ginny to not harm him but at the same time keep her on his broom. "Ok, how I got in here was I could walk right through the door. I'll try that," Harry pushed against the door, but he couldn't get through.
"Ok, now what are we going to do?" Hermione asked angrily. "Gimme back my wand! I need to kill you!" Ginny yelled. "Does anyone know how to lift the Imperius curse from Ginny?" Ron asked. "She was the only one who was practicing the unforgivable curses. Sorry," Luna answered. "Shh, I'm thinking," Harry demanded. Right then, Neville came through the door.
"Harry, get him!" Ron yelled as Harry dived after Neville. "Harry, help! Where am I going!?" Neville screamed. He fell on the floor of the chamber of love. Harry quickly grabbed his arm and pulled him on his broomstick. But something puzzled Harry. Voldemort wasn't there. He checked in the chamber of hate. There was no sign of Voldemort, but the chandelier was swinging slightly. He flew up to check it out. There was a tiny little line in the shape of a square around the chandelier. Harry pushed it, and discovered that it was a trapdoor. He peeked out of it, and it was leading to the middle of the platform of one of the London Underground stations. Harry quickly flew back up and told the others what he had discovered.
"Are you sure there's really an escape to a muggle infested area? Especially from a top secret Ministry room?" Hermione questioned. "Yes, I am sure, unless Voldemort took over my mind again. If so, take me through the door that I thought was locked and bring me to Snape so I can tell him what we were up to and ask for Occlumency lessons," Harry replied sarcastically. "It's worth a shot to just go down there and see what's there."
They flew down through the chute and through the chamber of love and up into the chamber of hate to the chandelier. "Ok, Harry, this better work, because Ginny's killing me!" Ron screamed. And it was true. Ginny kept trying to wrestle her wand out of his hand while screaming, "Avada- Kedavra!" for no reason. Harry pushed the trapdoor and it opened to the station that was deserted except for a few homeless people and the trains stopping by. Harry quickly shut it and said, "Now everyone, put away your wands and cover up the lettering of your broom's name. Act as if we're cleaning up the station or something. Come on."
Everyone climbed out of the trapdoor and followed Harry and Hermione through the station and onto a train leaving to the station nearest Grimmauld Place. They boarded the train and looked at the clock. It was two AM. Ginny continued to get her wand from Ron and scream, when Harry looked over his shoulder and saw a man in the corner of the train grunt, "Be careful with that child, she's dangerous. Don't let her out of your sight until you get it out of her." And then he went back to sleep. Harry walked over to him and sat down next to him. Wait, he resembled Goyle a lot. The same enormous figure, the same color hair. Harry forced open his eyes, and dang, it was him! "Everybody, go to a different car, quick!" Harry shouted. "Goyle's here!"
"Hey, wait a minute! I'm not going to do anything to you," Goyle called back. "Same thing happened to me as Draco. My mum turned out to be a spy for Dumbledore. I'm not a supporter of the Dark Lord anymore. Don't worry, I swear."
"Ok, never mind then. So, what's up?" Harry asked. "I'm now spying for Dumbledore on You-Know-Who. And yes, I have never defeated him, so I am afraid to say his name. A lot of the information Dumbledore gives to the Order on where Death Eater's are. But he still won't let me join the Order. I have to let him catch at least one more Death Eater," Goyle answered.
Harry and Goyle talked for the rest of the ride back to Grimmauld Place. "Bye Goyle! See you at school!" Harry yelled when it was time to get off. "Bye!" He yelled back. Harry, Neville, Hermione, Luna, and Ron carrying the struggling Ginny all ran back to number 12. As soon as Ginny was given a sleeping draught, Harry and Ron looked up one of the books in the library on how to remove the Imperius curse. And it looked like it was going to be pretty hard.
"Ok, here's the plan: we go in there, wait for Voldemort to come, to Expelliarmius, undo the curse. Sounds simple enough, let's go," Harry whispered to Ron, Hermione, Luna, and Neville. Ginny was running around the house furiously looking for her wand, which was safely stored in Ron's pant leg. "Luna, go and get Ginny please, we don't want to waste any time," Harry mentioned. It was the 31st and Harry and Ron had succeded in mastering the Imperius curse.
As they traveled through the emerald green flames, and into the department of Mysteries, Harry thought if it would work. What if she was doing all this from her own free will. Harry glanced at Neville and thought of 4th year when Neville was able to do gymnastics due to the Imperius curse. Did the Imperius curse have the power to make a person do impossible things? If so, why hadn't Ginny just beaten all of them to death and taken her wand without even trying? Whatever, he thought. We've got to try.
As they flew down the chute, one of the lights flew with Harry. He had just enough time to read "Hope" on it in miniscule writing. How lame, he thought. Or maybe, not.
When they finally reached the chamber of love, Voldemort was reclining in a chair that was obviously from the chamber of hate. It was pure gold and had "Power" written all over it in rubies. "I,ve been expecting you," He muttered. "I was sure the grand Harry Potter could master the Imperius curse quicker than this, but still, it's a record. Come, sit," He conjured up six more chairs. "And tell me about your week. Has it been exciting? Lazy? Dangerous?" He said with a smirk. "Have any Death Eater's stopped by? Or are they saving it until later?"
"Why are you asking us these questions!? Are you planning an attack!? If you do anything to the Order, I swear I will blow you and your lousy little Death Eaters thousands of miles away from Grimmauld Place!" Harry yelled. "Harry, Harry, sit down, relax. Did you really think I knew where your little club was before you informed me that I must look for a missing number on Grimmauld Place? And if you really can blow me thousands of miles from there, why don't you do it now, when you have the chance? Here, kill me. Let's see if you can do what you say you can. Aha! Just as I thought! You can't do anything to me! And you tell me the places where my Death Eaters visit! This, Harry, is why you are truly my most faithful Death Eater. Now do tell me about yourself. I believe we have a year's worth of matters to discuss," Voldemort said calmly.
At that Harry burst into tears. "Don't worry, I wouldn't do anything to you. Not even harm a hair of yours. I thought you understood that you have helped me with lots of things over the years. And in return, I have given you a bit of my power. Why, don't you know that ever since you drained me of my power, I have been living a great life? Even though I haven't been powerful since two years ago, I have been happy. I have known that I have made you miserable, and many others too. And for that I gave you my sense of logic.
"And that year in which I had shared a body with one of my followers, and you stopped me from getting the Sorcerers' Stone, I have been even more happy knowing that without power, I had killed three people? My follower, Nicholas Flamel, and his dear beloved wife, they all were sent to the life hereafter due to your foolishness. And for that, I gave you my sense of pride.
"For that year in which you defeated the memory of my 16 year old self, I have been proud that even as a child, I had power. For that, I gave you my sense of caring.
"In the year which you gave me my most faithful servant, I've been happy and have had company in those dark days in which we plotted against our enemies. For that, I gave you my sense of value.
"In the year in which you returned me to power, I have been happier than anyone or anything possible. I have had a body, followers which returned to me, and the ability to kill. For that, I gave up something very important to me. I wish I would get thanked, but geniuses are often misunderstood. I gave you my immortality.
"That immortality was very important to me, and I hope it will be important to you. I hope you use it wisely. It will not make your body immortal, but your soul. You will be able to feel with your mind in the afterlife. Mine won't. I can be with you, but I cannot feel any emotion. My soul is now your disposal.
"Last but not least, you have now given me freedom. I have nothing else to give you, and that makes me lost. I'm free because now I know that my son will see an end to Dumbledore and to all good. So, I'll give you a part of my freedom by doing this. I will part with my body and soul, and this world. I will see you when you leave, in your own time. Good bye, my friend, good bye. Oh, and before I do it, I must give you the Mark," Voldemort said. He drew a long quill from his pocket, and Harry realized it was just like the quill Umbridge had make him write lines with in detention. He watched as Voldemort took his arm and drew the skull with the snake coming out of its' mouth on it. It left the Mark on his arm, which was now dripping with blood. Voldemort put it away, and took out a dagger encrusted with emeralds that were placed on the handle like eyes that all seemed to be staring at Harry. Voldemort drew the dagger near his chest and said, "I'll never be forgotten, never!" And with that he stabbed himself and fell to the floor, oozing out blood.
"That was way too easy," Ron broke the silence. "There's got to be a trick. I mean, Ginny's still serving him," while Ginny was weeping over Voldermorts' body.
"Yea, but I've now got the Dark Mark on my arm, and his son is in charge," Harry snapped. "Let's just hope his mother is someone nice who'll give him a spanking if he even thinks about joining the Dark Arts." Ron grabbed Voldemorts' wand and undid the Imperius curse from Ginny, who was now hugging her brother.
They started heading back towards the Order, chatting about how happy they were that Voldemort was dead. Harry was dragging his body behind him. They all grabbed a fireplace and were about to leave, when Harry said, "Here, Neville, take Voldemorts' body back. I'm going to stay here for a little while longer." Neville agreed, and he and Ron, Hermione, Luna, and Ginny all left. Harry went back down to the Department of mysteries, and searched for the door that lead to the room with the black veil. He found it and entered.
It was just as he remembered it. It was eerily silent, and a sort of wind ruffled the veil. It seemed almost as if the arch that held the veil was going to collapse at any moment, and people would jump up from behind the stands and scare you. But Harry was sure that wouldn't happen. He walked up to the veil and sat down beside it. "Mom, Dad, can you hear me?" He called.
"Harry, is that you?" A voice asked. "Yes, it's me, Harry. Is it you, Mom?"
"Yes, it's me. I have been waiting to talk to you for ages. I was wondering when you would find us. Your father, Sirius, and I have been wanting to talk to you. Oh, we've missed you so much. I'll go and get them. You wait right here." And the voice trailed off, and a few moments later, he heard a more manly voice say, "Hello, Harry. I've been wanting to talk to you forever. I've missed you so much! So, you're in 6th year now, right?"
"Yes, I am. I just killed Voldemort, so you know. Well actually, he committed suicide."
"Way to go Harry, you did it!" Sirius yelled. "I always knew you would, ever since he killed your parents!" And at that Harrys' mother started weeping.
"Mom, Dad, Sirius, what happens when you die?"
"We know as much as you do, Harry. You see, we actually aren't dead. We were all sent here by the Avada-Kedavra spell. The Avada-Kedavra spell actually doesn't kill people, like everyone thinks. It just sends people here and traps them. When people die who are trapped in here, they get sent to wherever they go after life," His Dad said.
"You can also get trapped here if you walk through the veil. Some people have done that when they wanted to be with their loved ones who got taken by the spell. Your body gets taken with you if you do that. But we don't have bodies, only Sirius because his body rolled through the veil moments before the spell worked," His Mom said.
"Isn't there a way to free you? To let your souls get back to their bodies and continue living the way they were? You could get back to your bodies, and I could get you out of your coffins! How can I free you?" Harry asked.
"Sorry Harry, it can't be done. We'll just have to live the rest of our lives like this," Sirius answered.
"But, there has got to be a way! There's got to!" Harry yelled. He tried to tear the veil, but it wouldn't tear. He tried cutting it, but it wouldn't cut. He pounded the veil in frustration, and finally fell down, crying. He got up and said, "Mom, Dad, Sirius, I'm going to join you." He took a deep breath and said, "My life's worthless! Worthless! I'm never going to be happy! Argh!" He was about to walk through the veil, he had his foot halfway through, when he heard, "Harry, no, don't!" Ginny ran to his side. "Harry, life's better than you think! Don't leave it! There's more to it! You can always talk to your parents through the veil! Please, don't leave. I'll miss you!" Harry removed his foot from the veil.
"You'll miss me? You'll actually miss me? Wrong! Nobody cares about me except who's in this veil! They just think I'm cool because I defeated Voldemort! Leave me alone! I've got my own life, and I can end it if I want! Let me die!" Harry screamed. He pounded the archway powerlessly and withered to the ground. "What's life for!?" He sobbed.
"I'm really sorry, Harry, but I have to do this," Ginny said. She took out her wand and Stunned Harry.
Harry started walking towards the wall, but he couldn't reach it. As soon as he got in reaching distance, the wall moved away. "Ginny? Ron? Hermione?" Harry called. "Are you here somewhere? Was Draco correct, or was this all a trap?" All of a sudden, a white door appeared on the wall Harry had been chasing. He could actually grab it without the wall moving. "Luna, come over here," Harry said. Harry opened the door, and there stood Ginny, Ron, and Hermione.
"Thank you for coming!" "Pollyjuice potion!" "You-Know-Who!" "Trapped!" "Save us!" "Avada-Kedavra!" "The Order's in danger!" "I want my mommy!" "V-Voldemort said Draco's next!" "Help!" They all screamed. "Ok, just tell us calmly what happened, and we'll see what we can do. What happened?" Harry asked. "You-Know-Who captured us, well actually just his Death Eater's. But some of his Death Eater's made Pollyjuice potion and are spying on the Order," Ginny answered timidly. "He said we're going to be killed as soon as he can figure out how to get out of here," Ron started biting his nails. "The Order's going to get destroyed as soon as they get enough information about Dumbledore and you," Hermione stuttered. "Ok, first things first, let's get out of here," Luna dazedly said. "That will be easy. Luna and I have our wands. We're going to summon our brooms and yours. But for Luna and Hermione." Harry said matter-of- factly. "Hermione can ride on my broom," Ron suggested. "Luna can ride on my broom," Ginny said. "Ok, good. Accio, Firebolt! Accio, Cleansweep! Accio, what's the name of your broom, Ginny?" Ginny came flying over to Harry and said, "A Comet."
"Ok. Accio, Comet!" The three brooms came flying to them and hovered just at waist height next to their riders. "Hey, what's everyone waiting for? Let's go!" Harry asked. "That's why," Ron pointed in back of Harry. Everyone slowly turned around, and there was Voldemort, evily glaring at Harry.
"Surprise, surprise, surprise! Harry, we meet again," Voldemort smirked. "It seems as though you have found your way into the chamber of love, but then opened the door to the chamber of hate. Now do you see what wonders hate has? And how love is so plain?" And sure enough, Harry looked around for the first time. The "chamber of hate" as he called it was even more beautiful than the entrance hall of the Ministry. The walls were studded with diamonds and emeralds, and the gold ceiling had a beautiful and ornate crystal chandelier. The floor had pretty blue and white tiles. The only thing was on everything, there was "power" written all over it. "So I'm giving you one last chance to join my power. If you do, we can bring back your parents. We can bring back Sirius. We can bring back everyone. But if you will be foolish enough to stay on your side, you and the rest of your loved ones will suffer," Voldemort stated. "Ok, let's test your intelligence here. Do you really think we're going to join you?" Harry talked back. "Are you saying that you think I'm dumb?"
"Yes. And I'm saying you're a coward. Chicken! Chicken! Chicken!" Luna, Ron, and Hermione joined in. "Silence! Crucio!" Voldemort put the Cruciatious curse on Harry. "Make it stop! Make it stop!" Harry cried as the searing pain went through his body. "Oh, come on Tommy, remove it. You're never going to get him to be sensible if you torture him," Harry looked up and saw that it was Ginny who spoke. Wait, Ginny? Was that really Ginny with her arm wrapped around Voldemort? It couldn't be. He must have been having hallucinations due to the shock of the curse. But no, it was real. Ron started trying to tug her away from him, but all she did was say, "I'm old enough to make decisions for myself. I don't need an older brother telling me that the Dark Arts are not to be mixed up in. Lord Voldemort is very trustworthy, and we get lots of power! I would advise you to do the same. Because the Dark Arts rule all good. There's no getting around it. Avada-Kedavra!"
Then Harry had a thought that was quicker than the spell. He had once watched a muggle movie called "The Matrix". It was about a guy who was a computer hacker, Neo, who was told the world he lived in was actually just a computer program. A man named Morpheus offered him a blue pill and a red pill. He said the blue pill would let him continue living in the world he was used to, or he could take the red pill which would let him live in the real world. He took the red pill, and in the real world, he fought against the Matrix, (the name of the computer system in which he had been living). It turned out in the end that he was "the One" who could beat the system. And now that Harry thought about it, his life was a lot like Neo's. He had lived in the muggle world for 11 years, and then he was brought into the magical world and told he had defeated the bad guy, Voldemort, after he had killed his parents. And ever since last year, Harry knew that he would either have to be murdered by Voldemort or murder him. So, if his life was a lot like Neo's then couldn't he maybe act like him too?
Without thinking, Harry charged and pushed Ron out of the way. The killing curse was coming towards him, and he leaned back to dodge it. Oh man, this is awesome, he thought. If only I had worn my school robes, then I would have really looked like Neo! He backflipped onto his broom and started soaring through the chamber of love and up into the abyss. He looked behind him and saw the others coming in back of him. Ginny leaped onto the end of Ron's broom, and Voldemort grabbed onto the twigs of Harry's broom. "I've got you now, Harry! I've got you now!" Voldemort laughed. "Oh no you don't, Riddle!" Harry bucked Voldemort off of the Firebolt.
After a few minutes, they finally reached the door. Ron was struggling with Ginny to not harm him but at the same time keep her on his broom. "Ok, how I got in here was I could walk right through the door. I'll try that," Harry pushed against the door, but he couldn't get through.
"Ok, now what are we going to do?" Hermione asked angrily. "Gimme back my wand! I need to kill you!" Ginny yelled. "Does anyone know how to lift the Imperius curse from Ginny?" Ron asked. "She was the only one who was practicing the unforgivable curses. Sorry," Luna answered. "Shh, I'm thinking," Harry demanded. Right then, Neville came through the door.
"Harry, get him!" Ron yelled as Harry dived after Neville. "Harry, help! Where am I going!?" Neville screamed. He fell on the floor of the chamber of love. Harry quickly grabbed his arm and pulled him on his broomstick. But something puzzled Harry. Voldemort wasn't there. He checked in the chamber of hate. There was no sign of Voldemort, but the chandelier was swinging slightly. He flew up to check it out. There was a tiny little line in the shape of a square around the chandelier. Harry pushed it, and discovered that it was a trapdoor. He peeked out of it, and it was leading to the middle of the platform of one of the London Underground stations. Harry quickly flew back up and told the others what he had discovered.
"Are you sure there's really an escape to a muggle infested area? Especially from a top secret Ministry room?" Hermione questioned. "Yes, I am sure, unless Voldemort took over my mind again. If so, take me through the door that I thought was locked and bring me to Snape so I can tell him what we were up to and ask for Occlumency lessons," Harry replied sarcastically. "It's worth a shot to just go down there and see what's there."
They flew down through the chute and through the chamber of love and up into the chamber of hate to the chandelier. "Ok, Harry, this better work, because Ginny's killing me!" Ron screamed. And it was true. Ginny kept trying to wrestle her wand out of his hand while screaming, "Avada- Kedavra!" for no reason. Harry pushed the trapdoor and it opened to the station that was deserted except for a few homeless people and the trains stopping by. Harry quickly shut it and said, "Now everyone, put away your wands and cover up the lettering of your broom's name. Act as if we're cleaning up the station or something. Come on."
Everyone climbed out of the trapdoor and followed Harry and Hermione through the station and onto a train leaving to the station nearest Grimmauld Place. They boarded the train and looked at the clock. It was two AM. Ginny continued to get her wand from Ron and scream, when Harry looked over his shoulder and saw a man in the corner of the train grunt, "Be careful with that child, she's dangerous. Don't let her out of your sight until you get it out of her." And then he went back to sleep. Harry walked over to him and sat down next to him. Wait, he resembled Goyle a lot. The same enormous figure, the same color hair. Harry forced open his eyes, and dang, it was him! "Everybody, go to a different car, quick!" Harry shouted. "Goyle's here!"
"Hey, wait a minute! I'm not going to do anything to you," Goyle called back. "Same thing happened to me as Draco. My mum turned out to be a spy for Dumbledore. I'm not a supporter of the Dark Lord anymore. Don't worry, I swear."
"Ok, never mind then. So, what's up?" Harry asked. "I'm now spying for Dumbledore on You-Know-Who. And yes, I have never defeated him, so I am afraid to say his name. A lot of the information Dumbledore gives to the Order on where Death Eater's are. But he still won't let me join the Order. I have to let him catch at least one more Death Eater," Goyle answered.
Harry and Goyle talked for the rest of the ride back to Grimmauld Place. "Bye Goyle! See you at school!" Harry yelled when it was time to get off. "Bye!" He yelled back. Harry, Neville, Hermione, Luna, and Ron carrying the struggling Ginny all ran back to number 12. As soon as Ginny was given a sleeping draught, Harry and Ron looked up one of the books in the library on how to remove the Imperius curse. And it looked like it was going to be pretty hard.
"Ok, here's the plan: we go in there, wait for Voldemort to come, to Expelliarmius, undo the curse. Sounds simple enough, let's go," Harry whispered to Ron, Hermione, Luna, and Neville. Ginny was running around the house furiously looking for her wand, which was safely stored in Ron's pant leg. "Luna, go and get Ginny please, we don't want to waste any time," Harry mentioned. It was the 31st and Harry and Ron had succeded in mastering the Imperius curse.
As they traveled through the emerald green flames, and into the department of Mysteries, Harry thought if it would work. What if she was doing all this from her own free will. Harry glanced at Neville and thought of 4th year when Neville was able to do gymnastics due to the Imperius curse. Did the Imperius curse have the power to make a person do impossible things? If so, why hadn't Ginny just beaten all of them to death and taken her wand without even trying? Whatever, he thought. We've got to try.
As they flew down the chute, one of the lights flew with Harry. He had just enough time to read "Hope" on it in miniscule writing. How lame, he thought. Or maybe, not.
When they finally reached the chamber of love, Voldemort was reclining in a chair that was obviously from the chamber of hate. It was pure gold and had "Power" written all over it in rubies. "I,ve been expecting you," He muttered. "I was sure the grand Harry Potter could master the Imperius curse quicker than this, but still, it's a record. Come, sit," He conjured up six more chairs. "And tell me about your week. Has it been exciting? Lazy? Dangerous?" He said with a smirk. "Have any Death Eater's stopped by? Or are they saving it until later?"
"Why are you asking us these questions!? Are you planning an attack!? If you do anything to the Order, I swear I will blow you and your lousy little Death Eaters thousands of miles away from Grimmauld Place!" Harry yelled. "Harry, Harry, sit down, relax. Did you really think I knew where your little club was before you informed me that I must look for a missing number on Grimmauld Place? And if you really can blow me thousands of miles from there, why don't you do it now, when you have the chance? Here, kill me. Let's see if you can do what you say you can. Aha! Just as I thought! You can't do anything to me! And you tell me the places where my Death Eaters visit! This, Harry, is why you are truly my most faithful Death Eater. Now do tell me about yourself. I believe we have a year's worth of matters to discuss," Voldemort said calmly.
At that Harry burst into tears. "Don't worry, I wouldn't do anything to you. Not even harm a hair of yours. I thought you understood that you have helped me with lots of things over the years. And in return, I have given you a bit of my power. Why, don't you know that ever since you drained me of my power, I have been living a great life? Even though I haven't been powerful since two years ago, I have been happy. I have known that I have made you miserable, and many others too. And for that I gave you my sense of logic.
"And that year in which I had shared a body with one of my followers, and you stopped me from getting the Sorcerers' Stone, I have been even more happy knowing that without power, I had killed three people? My follower, Nicholas Flamel, and his dear beloved wife, they all were sent to the life hereafter due to your foolishness. And for that, I gave you my sense of pride.
"For that year in which you defeated the memory of my 16 year old self, I have been proud that even as a child, I had power. For that, I gave you my sense of caring.
"In the year which you gave me my most faithful servant, I've been happy and have had company in those dark days in which we plotted against our enemies. For that, I gave you my sense of value.
"In the year in which you returned me to power, I have been happier than anyone or anything possible. I have had a body, followers which returned to me, and the ability to kill. For that, I gave up something very important to me. I wish I would get thanked, but geniuses are often misunderstood. I gave you my immortality.
"That immortality was very important to me, and I hope it will be important to you. I hope you use it wisely. It will not make your body immortal, but your soul. You will be able to feel with your mind in the afterlife. Mine won't. I can be with you, but I cannot feel any emotion. My soul is now your disposal.
"Last but not least, you have now given me freedom. I have nothing else to give you, and that makes me lost. I'm free because now I know that my son will see an end to Dumbledore and to all good. So, I'll give you a part of my freedom by doing this. I will part with my body and soul, and this world. I will see you when you leave, in your own time. Good bye, my friend, good bye. Oh, and before I do it, I must give you the Mark," Voldemort said. He drew a long quill from his pocket, and Harry realized it was just like the quill Umbridge had make him write lines with in detention. He watched as Voldemort took his arm and drew the skull with the snake coming out of its' mouth on it. It left the Mark on his arm, which was now dripping with blood. Voldemort put it away, and took out a dagger encrusted with emeralds that were placed on the handle like eyes that all seemed to be staring at Harry. Voldemort drew the dagger near his chest and said, "I'll never be forgotten, never!" And with that he stabbed himself and fell to the floor, oozing out blood.
"That was way too easy," Ron broke the silence. "There's got to be a trick. I mean, Ginny's still serving him," while Ginny was weeping over Voldermorts' body.
"Yea, but I've now got the Dark Mark on my arm, and his son is in charge," Harry snapped. "Let's just hope his mother is someone nice who'll give him a spanking if he even thinks about joining the Dark Arts." Ron grabbed Voldemorts' wand and undid the Imperius curse from Ginny, who was now hugging her brother.
They started heading back towards the Order, chatting about how happy they were that Voldemort was dead. Harry was dragging his body behind him. They all grabbed a fireplace and were about to leave, when Harry said, "Here, Neville, take Voldemorts' body back. I'm going to stay here for a little while longer." Neville agreed, and he and Ron, Hermione, Luna, and Ginny all left. Harry went back down to the Department of mysteries, and searched for the door that lead to the room with the black veil. He found it and entered.
It was just as he remembered it. It was eerily silent, and a sort of wind ruffled the veil. It seemed almost as if the arch that held the veil was going to collapse at any moment, and people would jump up from behind the stands and scare you. But Harry was sure that wouldn't happen. He walked up to the veil and sat down beside it. "Mom, Dad, can you hear me?" He called.
"Harry, is that you?" A voice asked. "Yes, it's me, Harry. Is it you, Mom?"
"Yes, it's me. I have been waiting to talk to you for ages. I was wondering when you would find us. Your father, Sirius, and I have been wanting to talk to you. Oh, we've missed you so much. I'll go and get them. You wait right here." And the voice trailed off, and a few moments later, he heard a more manly voice say, "Hello, Harry. I've been wanting to talk to you forever. I've missed you so much! So, you're in 6th year now, right?"
"Yes, I am. I just killed Voldemort, so you know. Well actually, he committed suicide."
"Way to go Harry, you did it!" Sirius yelled. "I always knew you would, ever since he killed your parents!" And at that Harrys' mother started weeping.
"Mom, Dad, Sirius, what happens when you die?"
"We know as much as you do, Harry. You see, we actually aren't dead. We were all sent here by the Avada-Kedavra spell. The Avada-Kedavra spell actually doesn't kill people, like everyone thinks. It just sends people here and traps them. When people die who are trapped in here, they get sent to wherever they go after life," His Dad said.
"You can also get trapped here if you walk through the veil. Some people have done that when they wanted to be with their loved ones who got taken by the spell. Your body gets taken with you if you do that. But we don't have bodies, only Sirius because his body rolled through the veil moments before the spell worked," His Mom said.
"Isn't there a way to free you? To let your souls get back to their bodies and continue living the way they were? You could get back to your bodies, and I could get you out of your coffins! How can I free you?" Harry asked.
"Sorry Harry, it can't be done. We'll just have to live the rest of our lives like this," Sirius answered.
"But, there has got to be a way! There's got to!" Harry yelled. He tried to tear the veil, but it wouldn't tear. He tried cutting it, but it wouldn't cut. He pounded the veil in frustration, and finally fell down, crying. He got up and said, "Mom, Dad, Sirius, I'm going to join you." He took a deep breath and said, "My life's worthless! Worthless! I'm never going to be happy! Argh!" He was about to walk through the veil, he had his foot halfway through, when he heard, "Harry, no, don't!" Ginny ran to his side. "Harry, life's better than you think! Don't leave it! There's more to it! You can always talk to your parents through the veil! Please, don't leave. I'll miss you!" Harry removed his foot from the veil.
"You'll miss me? You'll actually miss me? Wrong! Nobody cares about me except who's in this veil! They just think I'm cool because I defeated Voldemort! Leave me alone! I've got my own life, and I can end it if I want! Let me die!" Harry screamed. He pounded the archway powerlessly and withered to the ground. "What's life for!?" He sobbed.
"I'm really sorry, Harry, but I have to do this," Ginny said. She took out her wand and Stunned Harry.