Chapter Six
The Encounter and The Attack
Harry felt himself whishing out of the fireplace, but no hands came to support him from falling. He stumbled on to the hard floor and looked up. He was in a dark room, with various sized boxes, he assumed himself in some store's storeroom, but why would there be a fireplace in a storeroom? He mused. Suddenly, Harry felt a tingling on his chest and looked down to find the amulet Moody gave him was glowing faintly. Harry remembered Moody saying that the amulet warned him of any dangers ahead. Could this be a warning?
Wand tightly in hand, Harry strode towards the faint outline of what must be a door. But before he could get there, he heard footsteps and a hoarse female voice coming from towards the door. Acting out of instinct, Harry quickly ducked behind a wooden crate, just in time when the door banged open.
"It has happened", the female voice said. Harry felt the voice to be really familiar, but he just couldn't remember who it is.
"It has happened", the voice said with a tone of glee. Harry peeked behind from his hiding place and gasped in astonishment. Standing in the middle of the storage room, was Bellatrix Lestrange. Instantly, his blood boiled, remembering that it was she that killed his godfather. "The Dark Lord's first attack since his return. It has been a success, and I will be rewarded greatly." Bellatrix seemed to be in a really mad state, talking to herself. "The Dark Lord has another great plan, and if it succeeds, I will be recognized as his most faithful, loyal-" before she could finish, she was blasted against the wall, with an outraged Harry standing in front of her, pointing his wand at her heart.
"Eeeeww, so it's the wee Potter boy" she said in a mocked tone, but looking surprised at the same time. "Give me a reason, and I can kill you right now." snarled Harry. His eyes emblazed with a fire of hatred, his wand hand shook a little while pointing it towards Bellatrix. The Death Eater looked at his shaking hands with a knowing smile, and said: "Surely, you wouldn't dare to."
"I CAN AND I WILL!" shouted Harry, all of his hatred towards this woman pouring out in these words.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk. Potter needs to control his emotions better." Said the mocking voice.
She stood right up, not caring if Harry's wand was still pointing at her chest.
"I could kill you now, you know" she said in a quiet dangerous voice. A voice in the back of Harry's head said: "You could all point your wands at me and mutter the Death curse at the same time, but I'll just get as much a nose bleed." He remembered the fake Moody's lesson and knew that he did not stand a chance with Bellatrix.
"But unfortunately, the Dark Lord has greater plans for you." Bellatrix smirked even wider when she saw Harry's wand shake even harder. "So I'll give you a chance to disappear under my nose, Potter."
Harry couldn't believe Bellatrix was talking to him this way. But before he could react, he heard more footsteps coming down the stairs. "They wouldn't mind killing you." Bellatrix smirked, nodding to the door. "They still don't know the plan yet." Harry then realized he was going to be surrounded by Death Eaters in just a few seconds. He looked around in panic hoping to find another exit, but found none. Then he felt the tingling from the amulet again, and grasped it firmly in his hands. He didn't know why he did it. But a voice was in his head, telling him to touch the amulet. And he did. He felt a tug in his navel again right before the door banged open and many Death Eaters stalked in.
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Harry realized the amulet had just turned into a portkey, and is carrying him towards a new destination.
He landed with a heavy jolt and immediately was pulled up by a pair of arms.
"Harry!" exclaimed Mrs. Weasley. Harry looked around, and found himself standing back in the kitchen of Grimmauld's Place.
"Where have you been Harry? We were so worried about you when Remus said you didn't appear out of the fireplace in the Leaky Cauldron." Harry opened his mouth to relate what happened, Mrs. Weasley cut him back.
"Don't tell me now dear. Sit down and have some pumpkin juice, while I contact Lupin and the others. They must be worried sick by now." Mrs. Weasley said as she bustled around the kitchen pouring him some pumpkin juice and setting it down in front of him.
Then, Harry saw Mrs. Weasley draw out a mirror from her cloak, like the one Sirius gave him. She held the mirror and tapped it twice.
"Communication mode: Whisper. Recipient: Remus Lupin. Message: Come back to Headquarters, Harry is here. Sender: Molly." Said Mrs. Weasley. Harry looked at the mirror in Mrs. Weasley's hands, and thought, so this is how the Order keep in touch.
"Every member in the Order has one. You can use it to show images too, but it will be suspicious talking into a mirror in Diagon Alley, so I just made the mirror whisper the message to Remus." Explained Mrs. Weasley when she saw Harry watching her. Just as she finished, the fireplace glowed green and Ron, Hermione, Tonks, Moody, and Remus came out of the fireplace looking pale, anxious, and at the same time relieved that Harry was safe and sound.
"Harry!" cried Hermione. She launched herself onto Harry and gave him a bone breaking hug.
"Easy there Hermione. You don't want to break his ribs" said Ron, looking pale, but grinning at the same time
"What happened Harry?" asked Remus. "Where did you go?"
"Yeah, what happened mate? Remus absolutely looked like he was going to go mad when you didn't come out of the fireplace." said Ron.
Harry took a deep breath and started relating what happened during his encounter with the infamous Bellatrix Lestrange. Suddenly he remembered something about an attack. He quickly jumped up and said, "An attack! Bellatrix said something about an attack!"
"I'm sorry Harry, there was indeed an attack on a muggle village. 200 were killed, and 150 injured, we had to oblivate them. I just received the message when you disappeared." Said Moody shaking his head.
"Though what's weird is, why Voldemort would announce his rise to power again by attacking a small village. Surely, one would have thought that he make a big attack in the magical world instead." pondered Remus.
"Excuse me but we're getting off track of what we were supposed to be talking about. Go on my boy." Moody nodded towards Harry.
So Harry continued telling them all that happened. Everyone looked surprised that Bellatrix had let Harry go instead of killing him then and there.
"I wonder why." Said Ron darkly.
"Yeah" Hermione whispered.
"Whatever it is, it must not be something good." replied Harry, suddenly feeling really tired, and he felt he wanted to be alone, just to sit in silence for a while, and to think over just what had happened.
"Ron, I'm going to take a nap, call me for lunch ok?" and without waiting for a reply he trudged up the stairs to his bedroom.
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A/N: There, a new chapter. I'm sorry if it's a little short, and that I haven't updated in a long time. You see, nobody has given me any reviews, so I'm feeling kinda discouraged. In fact, I'm thinking whether anyone has read my story at all. (sniff sniff). So if anyone is reading this story, plz, PLZ, PLZ, review. Even if it's only one word. At least I know someone is reading my story and it encourages me to write on.
Oh, and I'm really sorry if you find this chapter dark, sad, or just boring. But I have my purpose of making Harry meet Bellatrix, hinting of the Dark Lord's plans, and the mirror. Hopefullly, the next chapter won't be like this.
The Encounter and The Attack
Harry felt himself whishing out of the fireplace, but no hands came to support him from falling. He stumbled on to the hard floor and looked up. He was in a dark room, with various sized boxes, he assumed himself in some store's storeroom, but why would there be a fireplace in a storeroom? He mused. Suddenly, Harry felt a tingling on his chest and looked down to find the amulet Moody gave him was glowing faintly. Harry remembered Moody saying that the amulet warned him of any dangers ahead. Could this be a warning?
Wand tightly in hand, Harry strode towards the faint outline of what must be a door. But before he could get there, he heard footsteps and a hoarse female voice coming from towards the door. Acting out of instinct, Harry quickly ducked behind a wooden crate, just in time when the door banged open.
"It has happened", the female voice said. Harry felt the voice to be really familiar, but he just couldn't remember who it is.
"It has happened", the voice said with a tone of glee. Harry peeked behind from his hiding place and gasped in astonishment. Standing in the middle of the storage room, was Bellatrix Lestrange. Instantly, his blood boiled, remembering that it was she that killed his godfather. "The Dark Lord's first attack since his return. It has been a success, and I will be rewarded greatly." Bellatrix seemed to be in a really mad state, talking to herself. "The Dark Lord has another great plan, and if it succeeds, I will be recognized as his most faithful, loyal-" before she could finish, she was blasted against the wall, with an outraged Harry standing in front of her, pointing his wand at her heart.
"Eeeeww, so it's the wee Potter boy" she said in a mocked tone, but looking surprised at the same time. "Give me a reason, and I can kill you right now." snarled Harry. His eyes emblazed with a fire of hatred, his wand hand shook a little while pointing it towards Bellatrix. The Death Eater looked at his shaking hands with a knowing smile, and said: "Surely, you wouldn't dare to."
"I CAN AND I WILL!" shouted Harry, all of his hatred towards this woman pouring out in these words.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk. Potter needs to control his emotions better." Said the mocking voice.
She stood right up, not caring if Harry's wand was still pointing at her chest.
"I could kill you now, you know" she said in a quiet dangerous voice. A voice in the back of Harry's head said: "You could all point your wands at me and mutter the Death curse at the same time, but I'll just get as much a nose bleed." He remembered the fake Moody's lesson and knew that he did not stand a chance with Bellatrix.
"But unfortunately, the Dark Lord has greater plans for you." Bellatrix smirked even wider when she saw Harry's wand shake even harder. "So I'll give you a chance to disappear under my nose, Potter."
Harry couldn't believe Bellatrix was talking to him this way. But before he could react, he heard more footsteps coming down the stairs. "They wouldn't mind killing you." Bellatrix smirked, nodding to the door. "They still don't know the plan yet." Harry then realized he was going to be surrounded by Death Eaters in just a few seconds. He looked around in panic hoping to find another exit, but found none. Then he felt the tingling from the amulet again, and grasped it firmly in his hands. He didn't know why he did it. But a voice was in his head, telling him to touch the amulet. And he did. He felt a tug in his navel again right before the door banged open and many Death Eaters stalked in.
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Harry realized the amulet had just turned into a portkey, and is carrying him towards a new destination.
He landed with a heavy jolt and immediately was pulled up by a pair of arms.
"Harry!" exclaimed Mrs. Weasley. Harry looked around, and found himself standing back in the kitchen of Grimmauld's Place.
"Where have you been Harry? We were so worried about you when Remus said you didn't appear out of the fireplace in the Leaky Cauldron." Harry opened his mouth to relate what happened, Mrs. Weasley cut him back.
"Don't tell me now dear. Sit down and have some pumpkin juice, while I contact Lupin and the others. They must be worried sick by now." Mrs. Weasley said as she bustled around the kitchen pouring him some pumpkin juice and setting it down in front of him.
Then, Harry saw Mrs. Weasley draw out a mirror from her cloak, like the one Sirius gave him. She held the mirror and tapped it twice.
"Communication mode: Whisper. Recipient: Remus Lupin. Message: Come back to Headquarters, Harry is here. Sender: Molly." Said Mrs. Weasley. Harry looked at the mirror in Mrs. Weasley's hands, and thought, so this is how the Order keep in touch.
"Every member in the Order has one. You can use it to show images too, but it will be suspicious talking into a mirror in Diagon Alley, so I just made the mirror whisper the message to Remus." Explained Mrs. Weasley when she saw Harry watching her. Just as she finished, the fireplace glowed green and Ron, Hermione, Tonks, Moody, and Remus came out of the fireplace looking pale, anxious, and at the same time relieved that Harry was safe and sound.
"Harry!" cried Hermione. She launched herself onto Harry and gave him a bone breaking hug.
"Easy there Hermione. You don't want to break his ribs" said Ron, looking pale, but grinning at the same time
"What happened Harry?" asked Remus. "Where did you go?"
"Yeah, what happened mate? Remus absolutely looked like he was going to go mad when you didn't come out of the fireplace." said Ron.
Harry took a deep breath and started relating what happened during his encounter with the infamous Bellatrix Lestrange. Suddenly he remembered something about an attack. He quickly jumped up and said, "An attack! Bellatrix said something about an attack!"
"I'm sorry Harry, there was indeed an attack on a muggle village. 200 were killed, and 150 injured, we had to oblivate them. I just received the message when you disappeared." Said Moody shaking his head.
"Though what's weird is, why Voldemort would announce his rise to power again by attacking a small village. Surely, one would have thought that he make a big attack in the magical world instead." pondered Remus.
"Excuse me but we're getting off track of what we were supposed to be talking about. Go on my boy." Moody nodded towards Harry.
So Harry continued telling them all that happened. Everyone looked surprised that Bellatrix had let Harry go instead of killing him then and there.
"I wonder why." Said Ron darkly.
"Yeah" Hermione whispered.
"Whatever it is, it must not be something good." replied Harry, suddenly feeling really tired, and he felt he wanted to be alone, just to sit in silence for a while, and to think over just what had happened.
"Ron, I'm going to take a nap, call me for lunch ok?" and without waiting for a reply he trudged up the stairs to his bedroom.
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A/N: There, a new chapter. I'm sorry if it's a little short, and that I haven't updated in a long time. You see, nobody has given me any reviews, so I'm feeling kinda discouraged. In fact, I'm thinking whether anyone has read my story at all. (sniff sniff). So if anyone is reading this story, plz, PLZ, PLZ, review. Even if it's only one word. At least I know someone is reading my story and it encourages me to write on.
Oh, and I'm really sorry if you find this chapter dark, sad, or just boring. But I have my purpose of making Harry meet Bellatrix, hinting of the Dark Lord's plans, and the mirror. Hopefullly, the next chapter won't be like this.