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Harry didn't waste time in getting to the grounds. He ran like there was no tomorrow. Who knows what they'll do to her before he gets there.
Harry had been thinking too much that he didn't notice Ron call him.
'Oy! Harry, where's the fire?'
'Ron! Hermione...in trouble...person obsessed wants Hermione...out of picture.' he said, catching his breath.
'What? Quick, let's go!'
They kept running and only stopped on the grounds. No one was there. Harry punched the grass.
'We missed her! We're too late! Ron, can you hear me?' he shouted.
Ron didn't answer. Harry turned but was knocked unconscious.
Harry's head hurt. Someone punched him right in the face. He started getting up and shaking his head because he was getting dizzy.
'Harry! Oh, Harry, are you okay?' screamed Hermione. He noticed her voice was rather far away.
Then he heard a slap.
'Shut up, Mudblood! Don't talk to my Harry!' said a voice.
A voice Harry hadn't heard too much. A voice Harry hadn't thought of. A voice which belonged to....
**** Evil mid chapter cliffy!
'You!' said Harry, not believing it himself.
'Why Harry, I thought you knew my undying love for you.' she said.
'You're sick, Pansy!' cried Hermione.
'That's my name, don't wear it out. And don't talk to me, mudblood!' she said and slapped Hermione on the cheeks again.
'STOP IT!' shouted Harry.He couldn't get up.He saw that Ron was trying to as well.
'So, Harry, we meet yet again.' said a snake-like voice.
'Voldemort, I should've known!' yelled Harry.
'Who did you think it was? My niece here begged me to spare you life but I said no. She can have you, however, for the last minutes before you die!'
Pansy was Voldemort's niece? It wasn't something Harry had considered.
'What do you want me to do now, master?' asked Pansy Parkinson.
'Well, you should have fun with them first before we kill them all at once.' said another dark voice. It was Lucious Malfoy's.
'Was she talking to you, Malfoy? Crucio!' bellowed Voldemort. Even to his inner circle, he was merciless.
Lucious Malfoy was twitching on the ground. Voldemort turned to Pansy.
'Potter's all yours.' he grinned evilly.
Before Harry knew what was happening, Pansy called out 'Imperio!'
A sensation filled Harry's body and he heard the most luring voice. 'Kiss me, Harry. You love me and only me.'
Harry found himself walking to Pansy.
He remembered how to refuse it. No, no I wont' he thought firmly.
It was working until someone did another call. 'Imperio!'
Harry was following what the voice was saying.
'Harry, no! Don't! She's just making you do it! Harry!!!!!!' cried Hermione.
****This is going to be one of my evil mid chapter cliffies! He he
Harry was now aware of what he was about to do. He got his senses back and backed off. Pansy had the hurt face.
'Harry, what's wrong? Don't you love me anymore?'
Harry ignored this and went to help Hermione and Ron.
They managed to get up. Harry turned to face his enemies.
Voldemort still had that evil grin. His red eyes barely seen from all the fog.
Harry guessed this was somewhere near Voldemort's father's grave.
'Harry, you just don't go ignoring girls. Didn't your mother ever teach you any manners? Oh, wait, you never had her to begin with!'
Harry flared up with anger. He was going to run to him and try and fight. He felt Hermione's small tug so he didn't go for it.
Hermione then started acting very strangely. She was shaking uncontrollably. Her eyes were closed.
Then, she fell to the ground unconscious.
Harry went to her. Ron stared back at the Deatheaters. He was scared as hell but to let them know would be fatal.
'Harry, I wouldn't do that if I were you.' said Voldemort in a somewhat cheery voice.
Hissing was still heard.
What was he talking about? Wouldn't do what?
Suddenly, Hermione's arm, which Harry was holding, began to move. Her eyes opened, but they weren't chocolate brown.
They were as red as Voldemort's. She held an evil grin.
Hermione?' Harry asked, cautiously.
Voldemort laughed his devilish laugh and said,
'Boy, that's not your friend. She's now under the spell I put her when we last met. You think I was going to let you foolish children live?' he said through his teeth.
Voldemort suddenly started making hissing noises. Harry understood this.
'Come my evil serpent. Help your master dispose of these so-called heroes.'
A very large snake, bigger than Nagini, came out of the shadows.
'Harry, meet Eripmav. I raised her for an occasion such as this. Heirs of the other Founding fathers, you must die, now.' he said cruelly.
The Basilisk was slithering towards them. Hermione was in front of Harry but it just barely glanced at her.
The Basilisk was heading straight for Harry and Ron!
Voldemort, his Deatheaters and Pansy were laughing now. They were having a demented pleasure from watching them.
Harry tried talking to the Basilisk but to no avail.
He heard another laugh. This time, a laugh that didn't belong...Hermione!
She was laughing while watching Ron try as many ways of avoiding Eripmav's eyes.
Then, an unexpected voice made it stop in its tracks.
'Eripmav, on second thought, let me kill them, instead.' said Voldemort.
Eripmav retreated and Ron was finally able to take his hand away from his eyes.
Voldemort used his wand to make Harry and Ron knell at his feet.
'Now, Harry, tell me why I shouldn't kill you right this moment?' he grinned. His Deatheaters were laughing.
Harry said nothing and Ron prepared for the very worst. Harry never took his eyes from Voldemort's.
He had his wand pointing at Harry. But before Voldemort was to say Avada Kedavra, someone said a charm.
'Expelliarmus!' said the voice of Hermione. It was the disarming spell.
Voldemort had been too caught up on his greed and need to kill that the simple charm worked as it would on normal witches or wizards.
Harry got it now. Hermione did what she had to do as Ravenclaw's heir. Outsmart Slytherin's. Now it was Ron's turn.
The Deatheaters were on the move. Ron, who was still staring at them, bellowed, 'Stupefy!'
It was a simple stunning curse. Ron, who had been concentrating on the Deatheaters, didn't just stun one Deatheater. His spell was strong enough for all of them to be stunned.
'Hurry, Harry! This spell won't last for long!' yelled Ron.
This was now Harry's turn. He was going to stall. He needed enough time to do what, he didn't know. But somehow he had to stall.
The only spell which came to mind that might actually work was, 'Petrificus Totalus!' he yelled out.
Voldemort laughed at this. He merely gestured it away.
However, it gave Hermione and Ron time to come to Harry.
**** Not much of a cliffy, but I want to leave the rest of it for the next chapter!
Lily: Because of that wonderful review, Dani would never forgive me if I didn't post book 6. Everyone has been saved because of you. Now finish reading book 5 so that you can start 6!!
Kiely: No Dani is a girl. Dani isn't even her real name. She uses it as a pen name.
Harry didn't waste time in getting to the grounds. He ran like there was no tomorrow. Who knows what they'll do to her before he gets there.
Harry had been thinking too much that he didn't notice Ron call him.
'Oy! Harry, where's the fire?'
'Ron! Hermione...in trouble...person obsessed wants Hermione...out of picture.' he said, catching his breath.
'What? Quick, let's go!'
They kept running and only stopped on the grounds. No one was there. Harry punched the grass.
'We missed her! We're too late! Ron, can you hear me?' he shouted.
Ron didn't answer. Harry turned but was knocked unconscious.
Harry's head hurt. Someone punched him right in the face. He started getting up and shaking his head because he was getting dizzy.
'Harry! Oh, Harry, are you okay?' screamed Hermione. He noticed her voice was rather far away.
Then he heard a slap.
'Shut up, Mudblood! Don't talk to my Harry!' said a voice.
A voice Harry hadn't heard too much. A voice Harry hadn't thought of. A voice which belonged to....
**** Evil mid chapter cliffy!
'You!' said Harry, not believing it himself.
'Why Harry, I thought you knew my undying love for you.' she said.
'You're sick, Pansy!' cried Hermione.
'That's my name, don't wear it out. And don't talk to me, mudblood!' she said and slapped Hermione on the cheeks again.
'STOP IT!' shouted Harry.He couldn't get up.He saw that Ron was trying to as well.
'So, Harry, we meet yet again.' said a snake-like voice.
'Voldemort, I should've known!' yelled Harry.
'Who did you think it was? My niece here begged me to spare you life but I said no. She can have you, however, for the last minutes before you die!'
Pansy was Voldemort's niece? It wasn't something Harry had considered.
'What do you want me to do now, master?' asked Pansy Parkinson.
'Well, you should have fun with them first before we kill them all at once.' said another dark voice. It was Lucious Malfoy's.
'Was she talking to you, Malfoy? Crucio!' bellowed Voldemort. Even to his inner circle, he was merciless.
Lucious Malfoy was twitching on the ground. Voldemort turned to Pansy.
'Potter's all yours.' he grinned evilly.
Before Harry knew what was happening, Pansy called out 'Imperio!'
A sensation filled Harry's body and he heard the most luring voice. 'Kiss me, Harry. You love me and only me.'
Harry found himself walking to Pansy.
He remembered how to refuse it. No, no I wont' he thought firmly.
It was working until someone did another call. 'Imperio!'
Harry was following what the voice was saying.
'Harry, no! Don't! She's just making you do it! Harry!!!!!!' cried Hermione.
****This is going to be one of my evil mid chapter cliffies! He he
Harry was now aware of what he was about to do. He got his senses back and backed off. Pansy had the hurt face.
'Harry, what's wrong? Don't you love me anymore?'
Harry ignored this and went to help Hermione and Ron.
They managed to get up. Harry turned to face his enemies.
Voldemort still had that evil grin. His red eyes barely seen from all the fog.
Harry guessed this was somewhere near Voldemort's father's grave.
'Harry, you just don't go ignoring girls. Didn't your mother ever teach you any manners? Oh, wait, you never had her to begin with!'
Harry flared up with anger. He was going to run to him and try and fight. He felt Hermione's small tug so he didn't go for it.
Hermione then started acting very strangely. She was shaking uncontrollably. Her eyes were closed.
Then, she fell to the ground unconscious.
Harry went to her. Ron stared back at the Deatheaters. He was scared as hell but to let them know would be fatal.
'Harry, I wouldn't do that if I were you.' said Voldemort in a somewhat cheery voice.
Hissing was still heard.
What was he talking about? Wouldn't do what?
Suddenly, Hermione's arm, which Harry was holding, began to move. Her eyes opened, but they weren't chocolate brown.
They were as red as Voldemort's. She held an evil grin.
Hermione?' Harry asked, cautiously.
Voldemort laughed his devilish laugh and said,
'Boy, that's not your friend. She's now under the spell I put her when we last met. You think I was going to let you foolish children live?' he said through his teeth.
Voldemort suddenly started making hissing noises. Harry understood this.
'Come my evil serpent. Help your master dispose of these so-called heroes.'
A very large snake, bigger than Nagini, came out of the shadows.
'Harry, meet Eripmav. I raised her for an occasion such as this. Heirs of the other Founding fathers, you must die, now.' he said cruelly.
The Basilisk was slithering towards them. Hermione was in front of Harry but it just barely glanced at her.
The Basilisk was heading straight for Harry and Ron!
Voldemort, his Deatheaters and Pansy were laughing now. They were having a demented pleasure from watching them.
Harry tried talking to the Basilisk but to no avail.
He heard another laugh. This time, a laugh that didn't belong...Hermione!
She was laughing while watching Ron try as many ways of avoiding Eripmav's eyes.
Then, an unexpected voice made it stop in its tracks.
'Eripmav, on second thought, let me kill them, instead.' said Voldemort.
Eripmav retreated and Ron was finally able to take his hand away from his eyes.
Voldemort used his wand to make Harry and Ron knell at his feet.
'Now, Harry, tell me why I shouldn't kill you right this moment?' he grinned. His Deatheaters were laughing.
Harry said nothing and Ron prepared for the very worst. Harry never took his eyes from Voldemort's.
He had his wand pointing at Harry. But before Voldemort was to say Avada Kedavra, someone said a charm.
'Expelliarmus!' said the voice of Hermione. It was the disarming spell.
Voldemort had been too caught up on his greed and need to kill that the simple charm worked as it would on normal witches or wizards.
Harry got it now. Hermione did what she had to do as Ravenclaw's heir. Outsmart Slytherin's. Now it was Ron's turn.
The Deatheaters were on the move. Ron, who was still staring at them, bellowed, 'Stupefy!'
It was a simple stunning curse. Ron, who had been concentrating on the Deatheaters, didn't just stun one Deatheater. His spell was strong enough for all of them to be stunned.
'Hurry, Harry! This spell won't last for long!' yelled Ron.
This was now Harry's turn. He was going to stall. He needed enough time to do what, he didn't know. But somehow he had to stall.
The only spell which came to mind that might actually work was, 'Petrificus Totalus!' he yelled out.
Voldemort laughed at this. He merely gestured it away.
However, it gave Hermione and Ron time to come to Harry.
**** Not much of a cliffy, but I want to leave the rest of it for the next chapter!