***HP & Co. belong to JKR. This story and other characters belong to Dani.
****I am SSSOOOO sorry everybody. A lot of stuff has been going on here, and I just haven't gotten to spend as much time working on fanfictions. I have more time now, so I should be updating at least once a week, if not more! Enjoy!
Harry started from Hogwarts which took him about 2 minutes. He flew high up to the top on Buckbeak and said the four point spell.
'Point me.' he told his wand. The wand pointed due north, as expected. Harry looked to his left and saw the lake. He saw something else.
Right in front of him, in the distance, he saw some flickering of light.
The first thing that entered his mind was, 'Spells are being cast!'
And with that thought in mind, he rode Buckbeak the west of Hogwarts.
He kept hoping he would make it with everyone in one piece.
'Please.I can't be too late.'he said once.' I can't be too late.'
'Hermione!' screamed a few of the students, Sirius, Hagrid and Lupin.
'Miss Granger!' cried a few of the teachers. She was obviously loved.
'Asinine Mudblood! How dare she try such a hopeless pathetic stunt?' asked Voldemort, not expecting anyone to answer. 'Now, to finish her off. I would have killed that wolf girl first or at least, you, Dumbledore, but I know for a fact that Harry Potter indeed loves this Mudblood. Which makes him weaker than I thought! Loving is for fools.' he said and cast the spell he once used on Harry,' Appallerium Condemnia!'. This was the spell he used back a year ago. It was one of the killing spells.
The blinding blue light spread through the entire area, even to the lake.
Hermione had no chance of escaping, being unconscious.
When the blue light faded, everyone saw Hermione in a barrier. She was held in the arms of Harry James Potter.
'Ah ,welcome Harry. I see you join us at last.' mocked Voldemort.
Dumbledore grinned.
Harry didn't care to answer. He stood up and glared at Voldemort with such anger and detest that no one had ever seen.
'You killed my parents.you killed Cedric.you've killed so many people.what for? To prove your point that you're powerful?' he asked slowly.
'But Harry, killing is half the fun. It was especially delightful when I heard your mother beg for her life, her husband's and yours.I had no use for such an un-loyal Deatheater.She had to die.'
Harry started to throw spells, everything he ever knew.
It created a cloud of dust. Harry knew Voldemort wasn't that easy to beat so he was prepared for the spell he threw at him.
'Deminae!' Voldemort yelled. This was a slashing spell. It was a rather powerful one at that.
Harry barely missed it. It was so close, it cut a wound in his arm.
Then ,when the cloud of dust disappeared, Voldemort was seen bleeding in the thigh. Harry had hit him.
Voldemort yelled another spell, this time the only curse that was unavoidable, even for Harry, 'Avada Kedavra!'
Harry couldn't block nor cast a counter curse for the one thing that protected him when he was an infant was the magic of love his mother left him, the love that flowed in his skin, which Voldemort took away in his fourth year.
Harry waved his wand and yelled, 'Alka Zamandre!
For the second time in three years, Harry and Voldemort's magic met in mid air.
Voldemort was yet again was in confusion.
Why was this happening again?
However, this time, Harry heard no phoenix song. And Fawkes wasn't in sight either.
Harry looked at Dumbledore for a second. He wasn't looking worried at all. He seemed to be watching with ease and concentration.
The look he gave Dumbledore cost him something dear.
Voldemort's spell overpowered his as he wasn't concentrating.
'Shameful, shameful.' said Voldemort mockingly.
The spell neared Harry. A mere 10 inches.
He tried with all his might to put back the right balance, or better yet, make the spell closer to Voldemort.
Sadly, it got closer.9 inches..8..
The green light grew and a scream followed.
'No!!!'
The moment the green light vanished, there was a body left without a mark on the floor, dead.
The corpse of a young man lay flat on his front. Voldemort's cold victorious laugh was put to a stop when he saw that this corpse did not indeed belong to Harry Potter.
Clay Olsen, a supposed Deatheater, lay flat on his back, motionless as he was no more.
'Pitiful.' said Voldemort as he stared into Clay's open eyes. 'Traitorous worm!'
Dumbledore stepped up. 'He was not a traitor, Voldemort. Mr. Clay Olsen is a hero.'
'Shut up, old man! I've had enough of your rambling!' shouted Voldemort. He pointed his wand at him and cast a spell. 'Erendium!'
Out came three big, sharp rings from his wand. It was headed directly at Dumbledore.
Before he could do anything or wanted to, someone went in front of him and made all three rings, vanish.
'Not dead yet, I see.' said Voldemort, a little disappointed.
Harry didn't wish to comment back. He was as angry as anything but he wasn't going to let that stop him from concentrating. Clay sacrificed his life just to save him and he wasn't going to let his death be in vain.
He felt a warm sensation near his chest. He looked at it and saw that his jade green dragon was glowing!
The sensation spread throughout his entire body.
It was as if he was flying without any broomsticks.
Ron glared at Voldemort, hoping to find something that Harry could use. He noticed a black serpent-like necklace that he's never seen before.
'Harry, just in case you wanted to know, the old git has a necklace a lot like yours, only it's a snake!' he shouted to his best friend.
Harry thought for a second. Where had he seen a dragon and a snake before?
In a painting and in his dream!
Harry now got it. He was the dragon and Voldemort was the snake, obviously. But who was the phoenix? Was it Fawkes? If so, where was he?
'Firenium!' yelled Voldemort. Flames of astounding sizes burst out from his wand. It went for Harry but he used the freezing spell.
'Gordentia!'
Both spells cancelled each other out.
Harry made a quick cast for a spell but was beat to by Voldemort.
'Expelliarmus!' cried Voldemort in his snake-like voice. Harry's wand was quickly disarmed.
'Erendium!' not even a second after that, three big. sharp rings emerged from his wand and headed for Harry.
The first one slashed Harry's left shoulder. The second one was going to hit him right He tried to block it but it stopped in mid air.
****I am SSSOOOO sorry everybody. A lot of stuff has been going on here, and I just haven't gotten to spend as much time working on fanfictions. I have more time now, so I should be updating at least once a week, if not more! Enjoy!
Harry started from Hogwarts which took him about 2 minutes. He flew high up to the top on Buckbeak and said the four point spell.
'Point me.' he told his wand. The wand pointed due north, as expected. Harry looked to his left and saw the lake. He saw something else.
Right in front of him, in the distance, he saw some flickering of light.
The first thing that entered his mind was, 'Spells are being cast!'
And with that thought in mind, he rode Buckbeak the west of Hogwarts.
He kept hoping he would make it with everyone in one piece.
'Please.I can't be too late.'he said once.' I can't be too late.'
'Hermione!' screamed a few of the students, Sirius, Hagrid and Lupin.
'Miss Granger!' cried a few of the teachers. She was obviously loved.
'Asinine Mudblood! How dare she try such a hopeless pathetic stunt?' asked Voldemort, not expecting anyone to answer. 'Now, to finish her off. I would have killed that wolf girl first or at least, you, Dumbledore, but I know for a fact that Harry Potter indeed loves this Mudblood. Which makes him weaker than I thought! Loving is for fools.' he said and cast the spell he once used on Harry,' Appallerium Condemnia!'. This was the spell he used back a year ago. It was one of the killing spells.
The blinding blue light spread through the entire area, even to the lake.
Hermione had no chance of escaping, being unconscious.
When the blue light faded, everyone saw Hermione in a barrier. She was held in the arms of Harry James Potter.
'Ah ,welcome Harry. I see you join us at last.' mocked Voldemort.
Dumbledore grinned.
Harry didn't care to answer. He stood up and glared at Voldemort with such anger and detest that no one had ever seen.
'You killed my parents.you killed Cedric.you've killed so many people.what for? To prove your point that you're powerful?' he asked slowly.
'But Harry, killing is half the fun. It was especially delightful when I heard your mother beg for her life, her husband's and yours.I had no use for such an un-loyal Deatheater.She had to die.'
Harry started to throw spells, everything he ever knew.
It created a cloud of dust. Harry knew Voldemort wasn't that easy to beat so he was prepared for the spell he threw at him.
'Deminae!' Voldemort yelled. This was a slashing spell. It was a rather powerful one at that.
Harry barely missed it. It was so close, it cut a wound in his arm.
Then ,when the cloud of dust disappeared, Voldemort was seen bleeding in the thigh. Harry had hit him.
Voldemort yelled another spell, this time the only curse that was unavoidable, even for Harry, 'Avada Kedavra!'
Harry couldn't block nor cast a counter curse for the one thing that protected him when he was an infant was the magic of love his mother left him, the love that flowed in his skin, which Voldemort took away in his fourth year.
Harry waved his wand and yelled, 'Alka Zamandre!
For the second time in three years, Harry and Voldemort's magic met in mid air.
Voldemort was yet again was in confusion.
Why was this happening again?
However, this time, Harry heard no phoenix song. And Fawkes wasn't in sight either.
Harry looked at Dumbledore for a second. He wasn't looking worried at all. He seemed to be watching with ease and concentration.
The look he gave Dumbledore cost him something dear.
Voldemort's spell overpowered his as he wasn't concentrating.
'Shameful, shameful.' said Voldemort mockingly.
The spell neared Harry. A mere 10 inches.
He tried with all his might to put back the right balance, or better yet, make the spell closer to Voldemort.
Sadly, it got closer.9 inches..8..
The green light grew and a scream followed.
'No!!!'
The moment the green light vanished, there was a body left without a mark on the floor, dead.
The corpse of a young man lay flat on his front. Voldemort's cold victorious laugh was put to a stop when he saw that this corpse did not indeed belong to Harry Potter.
Clay Olsen, a supposed Deatheater, lay flat on his back, motionless as he was no more.
'Pitiful.' said Voldemort as he stared into Clay's open eyes. 'Traitorous worm!'
Dumbledore stepped up. 'He was not a traitor, Voldemort. Mr. Clay Olsen is a hero.'
'Shut up, old man! I've had enough of your rambling!' shouted Voldemort. He pointed his wand at him and cast a spell. 'Erendium!'
Out came three big, sharp rings from his wand. It was headed directly at Dumbledore.
Before he could do anything or wanted to, someone went in front of him and made all three rings, vanish.
'Not dead yet, I see.' said Voldemort, a little disappointed.
Harry didn't wish to comment back. He was as angry as anything but he wasn't going to let that stop him from concentrating. Clay sacrificed his life just to save him and he wasn't going to let his death be in vain.
He felt a warm sensation near his chest. He looked at it and saw that his jade green dragon was glowing!
The sensation spread throughout his entire body.
It was as if he was flying without any broomsticks.
Ron glared at Voldemort, hoping to find something that Harry could use. He noticed a black serpent-like necklace that he's never seen before.
'Harry, just in case you wanted to know, the old git has a necklace a lot like yours, only it's a snake!' he shouted to his best friend.
Harry thought for a second. Where had he seen a dragon and a snake before?
In a painting and in his dream!
Harry now got it. He was the dragon and Voldemort was the snake, obviously. But who was the phoenix? Was it Fawkes? If so, where was he?
'Firenium!' yelled Voldemort. Flames of astounding sizes burst out from his wand. It went for Harry but he used the freezing spell.
'Gordentia!'
Both spells cancelled each other out.
Harry made a quick cast for a spell but was beat to by Voldemort.
'Expelliarmus!' cried Voldemort in his snake-like voice. Harry's wand was quickly disarmed.
'Erendium!' not even a second after that, three big. sharp rings emerged from his wand and headed for Harry.
The first one slashed Harry's left shoulder. The second one was going to hit him right He tried to block it but it stopped in mid air.