A/N: I'm SO sorry you guys for not updating!!!!!!!! I just wasn't in
the mood at the time so. I don't know. Anyway, some people have been saying
to delay the battle so I will do that. I will do this chapter and I want
you to review if you want me to go to the battle or delay it one more time.
So PLEASE REVIEW!!! By the way, this is in the end of their seventh year.
"What?!" cried Professor McGonagall. She couldn't believe it. Nor, apparently, could Professor Snape. Is face had gone completely white and grown rigid with worry.
"I want you two to alert the order and the ministry at once!" Professor Dumbledore ordered them. The two professors bowed and left the room at an alarmingly quick pace.
" Ron and Hermione are to stay here with me. You three," He gestured at Neville, Dean, and Seamus, " are to go to the Great Hall and stay there with the rest of the students.
They left the room leaving Ron, Hermione, and Dumbledore standing there in silence. A minute later they heard Professor McGonagall's voice telling the students to go to the Great Hall. After a minute, Dumbledore spoke up.
"I hope that you we're told by Harry about what will happen?" He said looking at them. They both shook their heads. Dumbledore sighed. He wished that Harry had told them about the prophecy so they could be somewhat prepared.
" Then, you will see.. You will see very soon." He said to them. Just then, Hermione broke down.
"This. This can't be happening! It just can't!" She screamed. Ron was letting silent tears roll down. He thought it was best for Hermione to let it all go now. After all, when Harry climbed out of that tunnel, all this crying would have been for nothing.
Right then Dumbledore got up from his desk and walked over to one of his silver things. He tapped it with his wand once and said, " Harry Potter." Instantly, a mini Harry appeared. Dumbledore carried it to his desk.
"This will allow us to watch Harry." He said to them.
Hermione started quieting down, and watched the figure.
"This is it Harry." Harry said to himself as he walked down the cold, dark tunnel in the Chamber of Secrets. He knew what would happen. He would either save the world from Voldemort or, He himself would be killed.
"Well, well, well! Why, isn't it Harry Potter himself? Come to die at last? Voldemort said as he step out of the shadows in front of Harry.
"You wish!" Harry said furiously to the wizard in front of him. The wizard who had killed his parents. The wizard who killed so many innocent people for pleasure. The wizard that, Harry alone, had to kill.
" I'll say Harry, it was harder than you think to track you down. We had to use special spells that Dumbledore set up long ago. One of which was that if I tried to use a locater spell on you it would show that you were in Romania. Then, there was the matter of getting here, but that will be one of my little secrets." His face turned into a terrible grin. "Now Harry, are you ready to duel?"
"I'll never be more ready." He said. At that time, Harry wasn't scared. His eyes where full of pure hatred. Hatred, which he could use as a weapon, against Voldemort.
"Hermione? Hermione!" Ron rushed to her side. Hermione had fallen out of her seat and laid on the floor unconscious. She opened her eyes.
"Ron, please tell me that this is just a horrible dream." She said, half pleading.
Ron shook his head. "I'm sorry Hermione. This is all happening."
Hermione Burst into tears again. "Why can't we just have a regular year? Why do we always have to battle? Oh, God! What will we do if Harry dies?!"
I'm Sorry its short. Please review.
"What?!" cried Professor McGonagall. She couldn't believe it. Nor, apparently, could Professor Snape. Is face had gone completely white and grown rigid with worry.
"I want you two to alert the order and the ministry at once!" Professor Dumbledore ordered them. The two professors bowed and left the room at an alarmingly quick pace.
" Ron and Hermione are to stay here with me. You three," He gestured at Neville, Dean, and Seamus, " are to go to the Great Hall and stay there with the rest of the students.
They left the room leaving Ron, Hermione, and Dumbledore standing there in silence. A minute later they heard Professor McGonagall's voice telling the students to go to the Great Hall. After a minute, Dumbledore spoke up.
"I hope that you we're told by Harry about what will happen?" He said looking at them. They both shook their heads. Dumbledore sighed. He wished that Harry had told them about the prophecy so they could be somewhat prepared.
" Then, you will see.. You will see very soon." He said to them. Just then, Hermione broke down.
"This. This can't be happening! It just can't!" She screamed. Ron was letting silent tears roll down. He thought it was best for Hermione to let it all go now. After all, when Harry climbed out of that tunnel, all this crying would have been for nothing.
Right then Dumbledore got up from his desk and walked over to one of his silver things. He tapped it with his wand once and said, " Harry Potter." Instantly, a mini Harry appeared. Dumbledore carried it to his desk.
"This will allow us to watch Harry." He said to them.
Hermione started quieting down, and watched the figure.
"This is it Harry." Harry said to himself as he walked down the cold, dark tunnel in the Chamber of Secrets. He knew what would happen. He would either save the world from Voldemort or, He himself would be killed.
"Well, well, well! Why, isn't it Harry Potter himself? Come to die at last? Voldemort said as he step out of the shadows in front of Harry.
"You wish!" Harry said furiously to the wizard in front of him. The wizard who had killed his parents. The wizard who killed so many innocent people for pleasure. The wizard that, Harry alone, had to kill.
" I'll say Harry, it was harder than you think to track you down. We had to use special spells that Dumbledore set up long ago. One of which was that if I tried to use a locater spell on you it would show that you were in Romania. Then, there was the matter of getting here, but that will be one of my little secrets." His face turned into a terrible grin. "Now Harry, are you ready to duel?"
"I'll never be more ready." He said. At that time, Harry wasn't scared. His eyes where full of pure hatred. Hatred, which he could use as a weapon, against Voldemort.
"Hermione? Hermione!" Ron rushed to her side. Hermione had fallen out of her seat and laid on the floor unconscious. She opened her eyes.
"Ron, please tell me that this is just a horrible dream." She said, half pleading.
Ron shook his head. "I'm sorry Hermione. This is all happening."
Hermione Burst into tears again. "Why can't we just have a regular year? Why do we always have to battle? Oh, God! What will we do if Harry dies?!"
I'm Sorry its short. Please review.