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Chapter 8: The Nightmare

(A/N:: Do i really have to remind again? FLASHBACK PEOPLE, FLASHBACK-kind of, but only cuz it not happening in the present..no one in particular thinking it though...)

"Expelliarmus"

Shit Voldemort had taken Harry's wand. So now what? It's hopeless, without a wand..there's nothing I can do. Kneeling there, wandless, in the middle of the room, Harry's last shred of confidence broke. Hit with one more spell, he collapsed.

Voldemort approached Ron's body. He kicked at it, bent over, and ran a long, pointy finger across his face. Ron whimpered as a raw, bloody line appeared where Voldemort had just touched him. Harry cringed as he started to crawl toward Ron. A slow process, for one of his legs wasn't working properly and he was already weak.

"Avada Kedavra"

A green flash of light blinded Harry. Ron's body jerked then went limp. Harry closed his eyes and lay his head down on the cold, hard floor. A tear fell down his cheek. "Ron..." he said, barely audible. Then he screamed in frustration. He couldn't take it anymore! I'm going to kill Voldemort or die trying! He knew the second option was the most likely but he wasn't scared anymore.

Every ache in his body seemed to go away. He stood facing Voldemort. He wasn't going to back down now. Voldemort laughed.

"Now, Potter.....we shall see how powerful you really are." Wand raised, glowing green, Voldemort stared down at Harry.

"Avada Keda........"

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!"

A black blur jumped onto Harry and pushed him aside just before a green light shot out of Voldemort's wand. Harry landed, hard, and hit his head on the floor. He closed his eyes. There was nothing more he could do.

"Don't move, Potter!"

That voice. Harry knew that voice. He lifted his eyelids just enough to see a man with long, blonde hair standing in front of Voldemort.

"Draco, how dare you defy me?"

Harry hadn't seen him in a while, not since graduation from Hogwart's. He looked the same and still had that cocky arrogance about him that Harry hated. But this time, Harry seemed to see him in a different light. Draco was protecting him.

"I thought you were a pureblood. Loyal to me like your father. But it seems as though with Lucius in jail, you have been sidetracked. Switching sides...all because of stupid, filthy Mudblood! She will die for this..as will you of course."

"She's NOT a Mudblood! She's smart and taught me who the real leader was." He spoke so confidently, like he didn't fear Lord Voldemort anymore. "Without her, I'd still be following you, you slimey son of a bitch!"

"Crucio!!"

Voldemort was very angry. Not only had Draco stopped him from killing Potter, but now he was insulting him as well. Draco fell to the floor in a heap and squirmed around, obviously in a lot of pain. But he wasn't going to scream...no, that would Voldemort his satisfaction and Draco would not give him that.

Now, Harry's scar had been burning severely ever since Voldemort had entered the room, but now it was searing with pain. It felt like it might split open and cause his whole head to explode. The pain was making him dizzy.

"So, Mr. Malfoy....who do you plan to follow? Albus Dumbledore? He'll do you no good, he's a useless wizard. My men got him good a few years ago so you better...."

The door burst open and there in the door stood none other than Dumbledore himself. He looked as fit as ever. He walked in announcing how Voldemort's followers actually weren't so tough. A spell crashed into Voldemort, causing him to stumble backwards. Suddenly Harry couldn't stay conscience any longer. The last thing he heard was a slow, burning noise followed by a scream.

Then, Harry was gone.

OK..thats the end for now....its kinda short but...TO BE CONTINUED...and as for my thank you's earlier...KATE I LOVE YOU..i was just joshin wit ya girlie!! you are my bestest reviewer....even if you criticize EVERYTHING i write...but thats OK...i'll forgive. hope you had fun in..um...wherever you were! I hope you remembered my bday gift chica or your in deep dodo...!!!! anways...please review ppls...it makes me smile...and flame too if you must (even though i havent gotten a REAL one yet...knock on wood!) i will just laugh at you....cuz flames are stupid!! Much love...YO!!