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Here. I decided you guys needed another chapter....lol Okay well here you go.
~Life is something that we all cherish~
BTW these are just quotes I make up some I get from elsewhere, you might know which ones which..... (hint hint) Something about this quote will become important in later chapters!!!! Bye bye! Now onto the story!
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Chapter 7 Offers and Warnings
Harry stared around himself, there was nothing he could recognize in the place he was in. Considering that he could barely see in the darkness.
"Harry James Potter, the last Gryffindor. How quaint." Harry shivered, he knew that voice all too well.
"So Harry, that fool finally told you about your heritage?" Harry scowled.
"Why would you care? All you ever wanted to do was kill me." Harry said.
"Yes, now I do not. I was hoping Dumbledore would not tell you about your heritage, it would have been much easier to kill you." Harry found the voice's owner as Tom Marvollo Riddle, also known as Lord Voldemort stepped out of the shadows in front of him.
"What do you want?" Harry asked. His lightning bolt scar had started stinging.
"I have an offer for you." Voldemort said.
Harry stared at him, but he did not continue.
"I don't compromise with the enemy." He said after he knew Voldemort was waiting for him to make the first move.
"You might not have a choice after you and I have a talk." Voldemort said, Harry didn't like the smirk that was forming on the snake like face of the man.
"What do you want Voldemort?"
"I want you to join me Harry Potter. With you by my side we will be invincible. We can have Dumbledore and all the people that oppsed you on their knees in front of you. Wouldn't you like to see them quivering. We can do that. Two of the last heirs of the strongest wizards ever lived, joined together. No one would be able to stop us. What do you say?"
"NO!" Harry shouted. Voldemort's smirk vanished.
"Why not? I could give you anything you wished for, we can control the world."
"You killed my parents, Cedric, my godfather-" Harry started.
"Sirius Black can be brought back to this world." Voldemort said simply.
"-And you almost killed my friends! You've been trying to kill me for the past six years. There aren't many things that can make me loyal to you."
"There are many ways to make someone loyal, Potter. You do not have to ask someone to be loyal to you. There are many spells out there that can change your mind. Either that or more of your family members and friends will have to suffer?" Voldemort said dangerously.
Harry stared at him, mouth open.
"You won't touch them!"
"Not unless you give me a reason to. Join me Harry and I will leave your friends and your family alone. I do know where the Dursleys are now. The Death Eaters have found out for me during the summer, when they broke into the house. I saw through their eyes what power you hold. Join me and they will remain safe."
"But I can't. I can't trust you, how can I trust you not to kill them after I agree?"
"You can't, you must trust in my word as a wizard."
"Every word that comes from your mouth is a lie. There's no way I can trust you! Leave me alone!" Harry suddenly yelled, breaking into a run.
He made it half way before he felt the binding spell hit him. He fell face first into the dirt, in front of him lay a freshly dug up grave. It dawned on Harry that he was in the same cemetary he was in two years earlier.
"Harry, Harry, Harry. No one runs from me. Maybe I should give you a few lessons before you join me." Voldemort smirked.
Harry wriggled, trying to get loose from his bonds. They got tighter every time he tried to move.
"Crucio!" He faintly heard Voldemort say before pain filled his body. Harry screamed, his body felt like it was on fire.
Voldemort left the curse on for a while before finally lifting it, leaving Harry on the ground trying to catch his breath.
Harry closed his eyes. He concentrated on his bindings trying to find the trigger that would make them release him. He followed its magical aura until a big ball of light shone brightly telling him he had found the magic's core.
"Harry do you really think you can out wit me?" Voldemort said, Harry jerked.
"Forgot where you were didn't you?" He smirked, making Harry shiver. He looked down at himself, the binds were still there but he was floating a couple of inches of the ground.
"W-what?"
"Hmm, I think I ought to have some fun, don't you think?" Voldemort said circling him.
"Impedimenta!" Harry flew through the air, hitting a tree. Voldemort let him slide down the trunk before sending another curse at him.
"Najgori Bol!" (made that one up of course)
The curse was worse then the Crustacious curse, it felt like every limb in Harry's body was Ivery/I slowly being torn apart.
"Finite Incantatum." Harry mumbled softly, his voice was too hoarse to yell it out to make it stronger. It was a futile attempt, and only by Voldemorts words did the curse stop.
"So Harry, decide on your decision yet?"
"No." Harry said shortly, catching his breath while the red- eyed monster loomed over him.
"Come Harry, I really don't want to kill you right now."
"Why don't you?" Harry croaked out.
"Because its so much fun seeing you in pain." Voldemort laughed, his high pitched voice rang across the dark cemetary.
Harry shivered. Why wasn't his magic having any affect on him? He was trying to free his binds, but the commands were not responding.
"What did you do?" He asked softly. Voldemort looked at him and grinned again.
"Do you really think I'd bring you here and make such a mistake as let you use your magic? I am not a dimwit."
Harry didn't say anything.
"Well I think its time for you to go. Consider my options Harry and maybe nobody will have to get hurt." Voldemort said. He raised his wand and the binds fell off of Harry.
Harry stood up slowly, watching the Dark Lord carefully. Voldemort still hadn't moved away from him.
"There is only one thing to do before you leave." Voldemort said softly and suddenly with a swift movement he grabbed Harry's right arm. Harry cried out as his scar split open from the pain of Voldemort's touch.
"Just a little reminder. Morsmordre!" Harry watched in horror as a miniture form of the Dark Mark formed on his forearm.
"You'll be hearing from me very soon Harry. I need to know your decision. This is just a reminder. Good bye Potter." Voldemort let go of his arm and moved back.
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Harry jumped up from his bed clutching his scar. He pushed up his right arm's sleeve up and stared at the skull. Slowly he dropped his arm down and looked around. Ron was sleeping soundly in his bed. Seamus was turning back and forth mumbling in his sleep. Dean was barely heard as his slow rythemic breathing continued. The only person he could hear was Neville's snores from the bed across him.
He turned back to his bed and lay down on it. He stared up at the ceiling. /How bad can it get? I can't give in to him and I can't let my friends get hurt. If I can protect them by joining him then I will, but what if he breaks his promise? How will I know that they'll stay safe if I go to him. If I can't know then I've made up my mind. If he comes after my friends I'll protect them as best as I can, but I will NOT join that monster!/
His mind made up, Harry turned to his side and went back to sleep.
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A/N: How was it? Bad? Good? Great? I need reviews here people! Hopefully this was long enough. I sure thought so! I love this chapter. The struggle. One of my favorite things in a Harry Potter story.... lol Okay ttyl people! Remember REVIEW!
Here. I decided you guys needed another chapter....lol Okay well here you go.
~Life is something that we all cherish~
BTW these are just quotes I make up some I get from elsewhere, you might know which ones which..... (hint hint) Something about this quote will become important in later chapters!!!! Bye bye! Now onto the story!
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Chapter 7 Offers and Warnings
Harry stared around himself, there was nothing he could recognize in the place he was in. Considering that he could barely see in the darkness.
"Harry James Potter, the last Gryffindor. How quaint." Harry shivered, he knew that voice all too well.
"So Harry, that fool finally told you about your heritage?" Harry scowled.
"Why would you care? All you ever wanted to do was kill me." Harry said.
"Yes, now I do not. I was hoping Dumbledore would not tell you about your heritage, it would have been much easier to kill you." Harry found the voice's owner as Tom Marvollo Riddle, also known as Lord Voldemort stepped out of the shadows in front of him.
"What do you want?" Harry asked. His lightning bolt scar had started stinging.
"I have an offer for you." Voldemort said.
Harry stared at him, but he did not continue.
"I don't compromise with the enemy." He said after he knew Voldemort was waiting for him to make the first move.
"You might not have a choice after you and I have a talk." Voldemort said, Harry didn't like the smirk that was forming on the snake like face of the man.
"What do you want Voldemort?"
"I want you to join me Harry Potter. With you by my side we will be invincible. We can have Dumbledore and all the people that oppsed you on their knees in front of you. Wouldn't you like to see them quivering. We can do that. Two of the last heirs of the strongest wizards ever lived, joined together. No one would be able to stop us. What do you say?"
"NO!" Harry shouted. Voldemort's smirk vanished.
"Why not? I could give you anything you wished for, we can control the world."
"You killed my parents, Cedric, my godfather-" Harry started.
"Sirius Black can be brought back to this world." Voldemort said simply.
"-And you almost killed my friends! You've been trying to kill me for the past six years. There aren't many things that can make me loyal to you."
"There are many ways to make someone loyal, Potter. You do not have to ask someone to be loyal to you. There are many spells out there that can change your mind. Either that or more of your family members and friends will have to suffer?" Voldemort said dangerously.
Harry stared at him, mouth open.
"You won't touch them!"
"Not unless you give me a reason to. Join me Harry and I will leave your friends and your family alone. I do know where the Dursleys are now. The Death Eaters have found out for me during the summer, when they broke into the house. I saw through their eyes what power you hold. Join me and they will remain safe."
"But I can't. I can't trust you, how can I trust you not to kill them after I agree?"
"You can't, you must trust in my word as a wizard."
"Every word that comes from your mouth is a lie. There's no way I can trust you! Leave me alone!" Harry suddenly yelled, breaking into a run.
He made it half way before he felt the binding spell hit him. He fell face first into the dirt, in front of him lay a freshly dug up grave. It dawned on Harry that he was in the same cemetary he was in two years earlier.
"Harry, Harry, Harry. No one runs from me. Maybe I should give you a few lessons before you join me." Voldemort smirked.
Harry wriggled, trying to get loose from his bonds. They got tighter every time he tried to move.
"Crucio!" He faintly heard Voldemort say before pain filled his body. Harry screamed, his body felt like it was on fire.
Voldemort left the curse on for a while before finally lifting it, leaving Harry on the ground trying to catch his breath.
Harry closed his eyes. He concentrated on his bindings trying to find the trigger that would make them release him. He followed its magical aura until a big ball of light shone brightly telling him he had found the magic's core.
"Harry do you really think you can out wit me?" Voldemort said, Harry jerked.
"Forgot where you were didn't you?" He smirked, making Harry shiver. He looked down at himself, the binds were still there but he was floating a couple of inches of the ground.
"W-what?"
"Hmm, I think I ought to have some fun, don't you think?" Voldemort said circling him.
"Impedimenta!" Harry flew through the air, hitting a tree. Voldemort let him slide down the trunk before sending another curse at him.
"Najgori Bol!" (made that one up of course)
The curse was worse then the Crustacious curse, it felt like every limb in Harry's body was Ivery/I slowly being torn apart.
"Finite Incantatum." Harry mumbled softly, his voice was too hoarse to yell it out to make it stronger. It was a futile attempt, and only by Voldemorts words did the curse stop.
"So Harry, decide on your decision yet?"
"No." Harry said shortly, catching his breath while the red- eyed monster loomed over him.
"Come Harry, I really don't want to kill you right now."
"Why don't you?" Harry croaked out.
"Because its so much fun seeing you in pain." Voldemort laughed, his high pitched voice rang across the dark cemetary.
Harry shivered. Why wasn't his magic having any affect on him? He was trying to free his binds, but the commands were not responding.
"What did you do?" He asked softly. Voldemort looked at him and grinned again.
"Do you really think I'd bring you here and make such a mistake as let you use your magic? I am not a dimwit."
Harry didn't say anything.
"Well I think its time for you to go. Consider my options Harry and maybe nobody will have to get hurt." Voldemort said. He raised his wand and the binds fell off of Harry.
Harry stood up slowly, watching the Dark Lord carefully. Voldemort still hadn't moved away from him.
"There is only one thing to do before you leave." Voldemort said softly and suddenly with a swift movement he grabbed Harry's right arm. Harry cried out as his scar split open from the pain of Voldemort's touch.
"Just a little reminder. Morsmordre!" Harry watched in horror as a miniture form of the Dark Mark formed on his forearm.
"You'll be hearing from me very soon Harry. I need to know your decision. This is just a reminder. Good bye Potter." Voldemort let go of his arm and moved back.
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Harry jumped up from his bed clutching his scar. He pushed up his right arm's sleeve up and stared at the skull. Slowly he dropped his arm down and looked around. Ron was sleeping soundly in his bed. Seamus was turning back and forth mumbling in his sleep. Dean was barely heard as his slow rythemic breathing continued. The only person he could hear was Neville's snores from the bed across him.
He turned back to his bed and lay down on it. He stared up at the ceiling. /How bad can it get? I can't give in to him and I can't let my friends get hurt. If I can protect them by joining him then I will, but what if he breaks his promise? How will I know that they'll stay safe if I go to him. If I can't know then I've made up my mind. If he comes after my friends I'll protect them as best as I can, but I will NOT join that monster!/
His mind made up, Harry turned to his side and went back to sleep.
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A/N: How was it? Bad? Good? Great? I need reviews here people! Hopefully this was long enough. I sure thought so! I love this chapter. The struggle. One of my favorite things in a Harry Potter story.... lol Okay ttyl people! Remember REVIEW!