Ok, I know, I know. I have a lot of explaining to do. So here goes. First of all I had SATs which I had to revise non-stop for. They ended about a month ago.
But then I was over come with writers block, and I could never really find the right way to type out my ideas. I never really had the right motivation to carry on. I kept thinking 'urgh more writing'.
But eventually I forced myself to sit down I write just because I knew you people were missing me. Lol. Finally I have finished this chapter. It's not perfectly written and you'll probably hate the ending. I had hoped to get everything in this chapter, but it was too long and I wanted to get this out for you. Well here ya go, I hope it's not too disappointing for you, I tried by best.
Miss-Aurelia: Hey. SATs are just tests that we British kids get every 3-4 years. This is the last time I'll have to do them! Yay! They are over now and I can relax for the next 6 weeks cos teachers always go easy on us from now til the end of the year. I know my SATs are no excuse for my long period of not updating, cos they finished ages ago, but writers block is evil and whenever I sat at my computer I really could not find the motivation to write. So please don't kill me I have updated now please enjoy this chapter, unless you've died of boredom whilst waiting for me to update. Oh by the way, I never liked cucumbers so you haven't put me off them, but I do crack up laughing when I see one, hee, hee.
Ghetx2o: Yay! I'm glad you liked my last chapter, I'm sorry I couldn't make it longer I wanted to get all this and more in this chapter, but I failed, so you'll have to wait a while before the big battley stuff is over. The really dramatic part is in the next chapter. If you ever get the urge to write more corny, please feel free, cos I love 'em! XD. Thanks for the second review cos it really helped me realize that I had to keep writing, hope ya didn't miss me too much.
LogicalRaven: My brain hurts! I hate writers block. sniff sorry if I kept you hanging on that cliffy for too long, but I tried to get this finished asap for ya. Sorry if it's kinda crappy cos of my writers block, but I tried. Enjoy.
Olivia: Hey! Glad you like my story so much. I hate to keep my reviewers, but the writers block clouded my brain rubs forehead Sorry for keeping you waiting. Hope this chapter isn't too badly written. Thanks for being patient with me.
HoshiHikari4ever: Yup! I ended it there, and unfortunately for you, I got evil, evil, evil! Writers block. Please don't kill me for keeping you waiting too long, and for the quality of this chapter, which isn't as good as some of my others. Hopefully you haven't forgotten what's happened in the previous chapter, since it took me so long.
Indigal: Haha. Yes. evilness. I keep trying to add little bits of Harry/Cho fluff to keep my readers happy, I'm glad you like them, there's a little bit in this chapter, cos I love writing 'em so much. It's often kinda hard to concentrate on both aspects of the story. I sometimes let one genre over take and forget the other. Anyway thanks for the review (as always) and sorry I kept you waiting so long.
Littlemarauder: I know what you mean, the writers block is effecting the quality of my chapters. This one isn't too great either. But I hope you don't mind. It's nice to hear honesty from a reviewer.
Miss-Cho-Potter: Sorry, I know she's been kinda bitchy. But she's just being…..Hermione……I think I made her like that in this fic cos I don't like her much in the book. I hate the way she always wins the arguments. glares Sorry if you thought she was OOC. And hopefully you won't hate me for keeping you waiting so long.
Tylah: Thanks! Easter is over now, and unfortunately school is back with vengeance. sigh Sorry I took so long to update this fic. Like I said, evil writers block has plagued my mind. I hope you like this chapter, even if the writers block has effected the quality. Oh, and the last comment (your fic is the best) I really appreciate that. It made me smile! XD.
Pippi: Did you really like it that much? Thankyou so much! You can have extra cookies. gives you extra cookies Sorry that despite all your praise it took me ages to update. I tried to get this out asap for ya. But writers block is evil! Thanks for the great review! I loved it. XD. I hope this doesn't disappoint ya!
KittyLupin: Nah. Not possessed. But controlled. Sorry I dunno if you've read that bit since you reviewed chapter 16. Oh well thanks for the review. I'm so glad you like my fic. There should be more Harry/Cho fans out there. They're a great pairing.
Zutzi Alias Susi: No, no. I didn't take it as a flame. I liked your review, it gave me chance to realise all my mistakes. I know I haven't changed them, I'm sorry, but I haven't really had time. I'll try to before I finish this fic. I'm glad you liked my story. I hope you can post your next chapter soon. Sorry I took so long posting this. Like I said, writers block. sighs I hope you like it, now that I finally got it done. I'll have to listen to that song some time, I never knew my title was in lyrics to a song. looks enlightened
Lord Saiyron: I know, I'm so evil. laughs manically. But I'm really sorry for keeping you waiting so long. It's the worst cliffy I could leave you with and at the worst time. My bad. sniggers Hope you like this chapter unless you've given up on my fic. :)
Anonymous: I know, I'm sorry, thanks for reviewing, You reminded me that people out there do want me to post this chapter sometime within the next millennium. I hope you didn't die or boredom waiting for this chapter, I hope it's not too disappointing for ya!
blackfyreassassin: I know. Please don't kill me. I'm sooooooooo sorry, I tried to get this finished as posted as quickly as possible. I'm glad you love it so much, it's always great to hear praise like that! grins XD. I hope you're not disappointed with this chapter and you haven't died from having to wait so long."Well, well, well, Mr. Potter." Harry gasped and almost jumped a foot away from the closed door. "Do come in and join us." Continued the cold, harsh voice Harry knew all too well. He knew there was no point in hiding behind the door, so with a quick, determined glance at Hermione and Cho, he opened the door and stepped inside the room, his wand raised, ready to strike anything which tried to attack himself, Hermione or Cho.
Once again it was like de ja vu, from the vision. Voldemort sitting in his blood red chair, watching over the scene before him. Kieran with that malicious grin spread across the face Harry had thought of as a friend's.
Harry heard the odd gasp of pain from Ron and had to fight to keep himself from killing Kieran, which wouldn't be a wise move, past experiences had taught Harry that you had to try and stay calm around Voldemort, you had to keep a steady mind and focus your thoughts.
Voldemort's chair swung around to face them, and a sharp ,stab of pain shot through Harry's scar. Just looking into those piercing, red eyes made him shiver and his stomach begin to swirl, with burning hate, anger and, to some extent, sadness. This was the wizard who had killed his parents, his Godfather, and so many others, without caring and without reason.
But Harry didn't have time to think properly, he had no idea what he was going to do, now he was face-to-face with Voldemort once again. His eyes darted around the room. Kieran looked slightly surprised to see them here, meaning the hold he had on Ron was slipping and Ron was crouching below Kieran gasping for breath.
"It's nice to see you've joined us," Voldemort said, "I was hoping you would show up." Harry didn't flinch. He forced himself to keep his emerald green eyes focused on Voldemort's piercing red ones. "I though you might come to the rescue of your little friend here." Voldemort continued, glancing quickly at Ron.
Harry was determined not to say anything. Anything he said could have drastic consequences for himself, Hermione, Cho or Ron. Voldemort smirked at the trio and then let his eyes flicker over to Ron, whose face was screwed up in pain as he gasped for breath.
"So," said Voldemort matter-of-factly, "I suppose you and you're little friends have worked out how we got here, how we captured your friend, how we got Kieran into Hogwarts and everything else I planned?" he asked, raising an eyebrow questioningly. Harry stayed still, he didn't flicker or flinch for over a minute.
"No? asked Voldemort after it was clear that Harry wasn't going to answer. "Then I bring you up to date. You probably remember at Christmas that Mr. Weasley received a package from what he thought was his brothers. It contained muggle alcohol, of course they did not send that, I did, or rather, one of my deatheaters did."
"I knew they Weasley twins were rule breakers so, to Ron, if they thought it was ok, it was probably against the rules, but so bad that he would get suspended for if he was caught. So that part was pretty simple, though at one point you almost got away unnoticed." Voldemort paused as if to let the story sink in, even though the trio already knew what was going on, it seemed to Harry, the longer Voldemort talked, the longer he had to think about some sort of plan.
"The rest was easy, Mr. Weasley was sent to live at his home, which was not well protected, and there was rarely anyone there to watch him. So one of my deatheaters broke into the house one day and simply put the Imperious on him. From then on I could control him, keep away from people and when he went back to Hogwarts I could make him do whatever I wanted. I wasn't long before I got him expelled."
"I placed one of my deatheaters as a guard to Mr. Weasley, making sure he never broke the curse as I knew he was strong enough to eventually. Bellatrix took good care of him, and it wasn't long after that when Kieran was enrolled in Hogwarts, we had to use a very strong befuddlement charm on that hat, but he was placed in Gryffindor and, to my good fortune, he was put under your guidance."
"He soon befriended you, it was easier than I thought for you to move on from Weasley, maybe you resented him for putting you in the Hospital wing," Voldemort smirked. Harry felt a stab of pain shoot through his heart. Voldemort was right, he'd betrayed Ron, by trusting Kieran, and by forgetting about Ron so easily he'd let them get to Ron more easily than if he'd just thought of Kieran as another Gryffindor who he wasn't particularly interested in.
"I knew the risks of capturing you were too high so instead I decided to lure you to me. The hold on Weasley was beginning to slip, and today he managed to through it off whilst Bellatrix was not watching him. That bird got away with an unfinished letter fro you, and although that was not part of the plan, it made no difference, I brought Weasley here and it was only a matter of time before you followed, you always were loyal Potter."
Voldemort stood up from his chair, Harry's heart began to beat faster, he knew his time was up. He had the beginnings of an idea in his head that could keep Voldemort at bay, but it was Ron he was worried about. He knew he could hold Voldemort for long enough for Hermione and Cho to rescue Ron, but he had no way of communicating this to the girls stood just behind him.
"I was right wasn't I Potter?! Voldemort said suddenly, breaking the long silence that had settled around them, "You did come, and now I can finally kill you once and for all." He raised his wand, and so did Harry.
"But before I kill you Potter, I'm going to make you suffer." Voldemort said, his voice full of malice and hatred for Harry. "Crucio." Voldemort half growled the word and Harry felt intense pain shoot through his body. He resisted the urge to scream out, he wasn't going to give Voldemort that satisfaction. He tried to concentrate on fighting the curse, he clenched his teeth and felt the pain begin to release.
"Reducto!" Harry yelled the first spell that came into his head and saw Voldemort get knocked to the floor. "Hermione, Cho, help Ron!" Harry managed to say before Voldemort was back on his feet, his red eyes burning into Harry. He immediately heard Hermione and Cho turn themselves to Kieran and fire numerous curses at him. but he had no time to think about that. He was standing feet away from Voldemort who looked ready to kill Harry.
"Now, now Potter." Voldemort said viciously. Let's try that again. "Crucio" Voldemort began but Harry was ready for it.
"Impedimenta!" the beams of light met in the center and ricocheted onto the walls around them. Voldemort smirked.
"Been practicing eh Potter?" Harry smirked back, although it was exactly the opposite of how he felt. "Let's try something else. Imperio." Voldemort said the word without effort and Harry felt that happy, carefree feeling slide over him. 'No, no, no' he thought to himself, 'fight it…NO!' Harry screamed the last word, and it was over before Voldemort could even command him to do something.
Harry could hear Hermione, Cho, Ron and Kieran behind him, he heard a loud 'crash' as someone flew into a glass cabinet, he could tell from the scream that it was Kieran, Harry allowed himself a brief smile as he imagined Hermione, Cho and Ron outnumbering Kieran, giving him what he deserved, but he quickly diverted his thoughts back to Voldemort who seemed to be practically glowing with hate.
"Ava-" but Harry wasn't going to tell Voldemort win that easily. He knew their wands could not work against each other.
"Stupefy!" The beams of right met, and once again ricocheted away.
"You're stronger than I expected Potter, but you cannot defeat me, remember who you are duelling." Harry's face was set, he didn't flinch. Every time Voldemort tired to curse him, Harry instantly counter attacked. Harry knew he couldn't beat Voldemort, but he wasn't going to let him kill him that easily. He knew he couldn't keep it up forever, he was beginning to tire.
Seconds after Harry thought this he heard a deafening scream and a loud thump. Kieran was defeated, within an instant Hermione, Cho and Ron were beside him. It was four teenagers against the most evil wizard of all time.
"You think all it takes is you and a few friends to defeat me Potter?" Voldemort asked, "You think you can kill me with some help from your school friends, I have my own friends Potter much more powerful than you could ever be." Voldemort reached for his arm and pulled back his sleeve to reveal the dark mark, he touched it with his wand and it burned blood red. "They are coming Potter they always come when I call."
Harry was breathing heavily, partly from exhaustion at keeping Voldemort at bay, partly from apprehension at what was coming next, he, Ron, Hermione and Cho couldn't defend themselves against 30 or more fully grown, vicious wizards. He could tell that the others knew that to. Hermione and Cho were shaking next to him, and he could hear Ron's heavy breathing behind him.
Suddenly there was a loud crack, and a deatheater appeared by Voldemort's side, he was dressed in deatheater robes and his sleeves were rolled back so Harry couldn't see the dark mark burning on his left arm. The loud cracking sound erupted around the room as more deatheaters began to appear around them. They enclosed Harry, Ron, Hermione and Cho in circle with Voldemort. They were trapped.
"Not so cocky now, eh Potter?" sneered Voldemort, once he was satisfied that all his deatheaters had appeared. Harry said nothing, his heart was racing, he'd lead his friends to death, the people he cared about most in the world were going to die, there was no escape, but he knew he couldn't go down without a fight.
He thought back nearly 6 years ago, to when he'd first met found out about his parents and how they died. His father had died defending him and his mother, the people he'd cared about most about in the world, last year, Sirius had died defending, him, Harry. He'd died to help Harry. That's how he was going to die. Fighting.
He raised his wand, one final time, and he felt the others follow him. Voldemort smirked, and twisted, sick, grin of satisfaction.
"You've got guts Potter, I will give you that, but you and I both know this is the end, the end of the only real threat to my return and reign of power once again." Voldemort twirled his wand between his fingers, Harry almost expected him to yawn with boredom, but he quickly took up his own duelling pose. The deatheaters all around them, raised their own wands, Harry could see some of them smile maliciously through their masks.
"Avada Ke-" Voldemort began to screech the killing curse, but there was a sudden gigantic crack and the door to the room flew off its hinges and once the dust had cleared at least 30 members of the Order of the Phoenix stood in the old door way where at least 10 foot in width of wall had once stood. Everyone immediately stared screaming curses. Harry was momentarily paralysed with shock but recovered quickly and began firing his own curses at any deatheater in his way.
Screams, loud enough to wake the dead, echoed around the room as wizard after wizard, witch after witch fell to the ground. Harry had knocked out 10 deatheaters in a minute but froze suddenly as he came face to face once again with, Bellatrix Lestrange. Anger rose in his chest, he clenched his fists and his knuckles began to turn white.
"Potter." She snarled viciously, Harry's anger increased, "remember m-" but Harry didn't let her finish.
"Crucio!" he yelled and Bellatrix crumpled to her knees screaming in agony. "You told me last year, that to really use an unforgivable curse to had to mean it, you have to want to really cause pain, and to enjoy watching them suffer." He paused, increasing the pain upon Bellatrix. "I don't think I'll have any trouble watching you die." Harry held her under the Cruciatus curse for nearly a minute before he released the curse and stunning her so she whacked against the wall behind, if that, along with the pain, hadn't killed her, she'd be too weak to fight and someone else would definitely finish her off.
Harry fought his way further through into the crowd of duelling wizards and witches, stunning any deatheater who tried to attack him. He wasn't bothered about the deatheaters anymore. He had to find his friends. He hadn't seen Hermione, Ron or Cho since the deatheaters and Order had come, he was terrified something terrible had happened to them, Ron had it tough recently, he probably wasn't at his best fitness. And Cho, she'd never been involved in anything like this before, he was worried she would be weak against Voldemort's blood-thirsty deatheaters.
He found Hermione first, he spotted her lying on the floor at the feet of a deatheater.
"Reducto!" Harry cried just before a deatheater Harry recognized as Luscious Malfoy raised his wand above Hermione. Lucious went flying over Hermione's head into the wall behind, he was immediately knocked unconscious and Harry rushed over to her. "Are you ok?" he asked skidding to a halt in front of her. Hermione nodded, he was too out of breath to speak.
"He's…got…my…wand," she said between gasps. Harry ran over to Lucious's crumpled body and wrenched Hermione's wand from his grasp and snapped Lucious's wand in two and pocketed it so he would be defenceless when he woke up again. Harry handed Hermione her wand and helped her to her feet.
"You're not hurt are you?" he asked worriedly.
"No, I'm fine, do you know where Ron and Cho are?" she asked. But Harry had no time to answer. A jet of red light shot straight towards them and Harry pulled her to the ground.
"No, but I'm going to find them." Hermione nodded, they both stood up and went in different directions to look for Ron and Cho. The battle was beginning to die down, unconscious or dead bodies littered the floor and there were less screams of pain reverberating around him. Harry suddenly noticed that Voldemort was nowhere to be seen, probably didn't want to endanger his precious life. Harry thought bitterly. He knew he would have to face him tonight, but he was too concerned with Ron and Cho at the moment.
Harry was tiring, he'd lost count of the deatheaters he'd had to deal with, and it was becoming more of an effort each time to fight them off. One had succeeded in gauging I deep through his trousers to his leg using a spell Harry had never heard of. Consequently Harry limped through the room, until he eventually found Ron.
Ron was lying face down on the floor. Harry's heart started beating faster, despite he leg he ran over and fell to the floor beside Ron, he gingerly rolled him over, checking for major injuries. Ron had several cuts on his face, his right arm was twisted out of its socket and he a deep cut down his left leg. Harry mopped away the worst of the blood with his robes and rapped up his leg with some material he'd torn from his cloak.
Harry couldn't get Ron to wake up, but eventually Hermione arrived and together they managed to keep him away from deatheaters away in a corner, where Hermione stayed with Ron, to protect and help him.
Harry hoped Ron would be ok, he was badly hurt and was probably in shock, but he had to find Cho, he spotted her almost immediately. He'd always been able to do that. Whenever he walked into a room his eyes would automatically turn to her, like a magnet, and even in a vicious battle, she still held the same magic which drew him to her. The whole world seemed to stop briefly, just so he could look at her.
Eventually, Harry snapped out of his trance and rushed over to her. She saw him coming and threw her arms around him as soon as he came near enough. They embraced each other for a long time, as if they were protecting each other. Cho felt a tear trickle down her cheek. she was exhausted, scared and relieved. And she knew the worst was still to come.
When they broke apart, Harry looked he deeply in the eyes, and, despite everything, he smiled. He smiled happily at her, and she smiled back, and in that moment Harry knew everything would be ok. He could face anything as long as she was with him, as long as he knew he had Cho. Together they would get through this, himself, Cho, Ron and Hermione. United they held a special power, one that would always keep them safe. Together, they kept each other safe.
In that moment, everything disappeared. It was just the two of them, standing alone together, with nobody else around. They were sweaty, covered in blood and tired. But they were together and know Harry knew he could face Voldemort.
"I have to go." Harry said eventually. Cho frowned.
"Not without me." She replied taking his hand.
"I have too, I have to fight Voldemort alone, don't worry about me. As long as you're ok I will be too, you need to help Hermione, Ron's hurt, and he needs protecting." Harry said firmly.
"No, Harry we're supposed to do this together, that's what this entire year has been about. Us, we're supposed to be united, together we have to fight Voldemort, you cannot face him alone." Cho said.
"You can't, I won't let him hurt you, I can't let anything happen to you, I'd die before I let him get near you." Harry replied adamantly, though in his heart he knew she wasn't going to let him go alone.
"Harry, I'll be fine, this is our destiny, you know it is, we've had the same message all year, I'm supposed to help you defeat Voldemort, tonight we will face Voldemort together." Harry sighed. She was right, he couldn't deny it. "Harry," Cho said sincerely. Harry looked at her. "Do you trust me?" she asked, Harry frowned. "Do you?" she repeated.
"Yes, of course I trust you. I love you." Harry replied.
"Then can you trust me that we're going to get through this together, we're going to come through this, because we are meant to be together, we have a destiny together and this will not be the end of either of us." Harry said nothing for nearly a minute. Then he put her arms around her, and held her close once more.
"Yes," was all he could say. But it was all he needed to say.
"Oh how very touching." Said a cold, cruel voice behind them. They both broke apart and immediately drew their wands. Voldemort was stood before them. He seemed to tower above them, like a skyscraper, but Harry knew he was only really a couple of inches taller than them. "Potter, and…Chang is it?" he asked, turning to Cho. Cho said nothing, she simply glared up at Voldemort. Filled with hate.
She hated everything about him. He'd caused so much pain to innocent lives, good people, even her own family and friends had been effected by him. But most importantly, to Harry. He'd killed his parents and then his godfather. Harry had lost so much through Voldemort and this made her blood boil and her heart race with anger. She was barley afraid of him anymore. Then was no space for that emotion any longer. She was going to make sure he paid tonight for what he'd done.
OH MY GOD! I can't believe I've finally finished. I know I left you at an evil cliffhanger, but I have my reasons. Partly because this was getting too long, partly because I know you wanted to hear from me cos It's been so long.
I'm sorry if this chapters not perfect, I know some parts were cheesy but I think it's ok considering writers block and exams combined. I'll try to get the next chapter done soon. Please review, unless you've all died waiting for me to update.
PS: You should hopefully understand everything about Ron, Kieran and that part of the story line. :)