A/N There is another chapter done, I would like to let who ever is reading this that the first 5 chapters are written just not typed on my computer. So hopefully they will all be up by the end of the week, though I wont promise anything, as always please Read and Review, I like reviews even bad ones, it will help me out on the story. Speaking of story lets get on with it. Also thanks to my first ever reviewer Sirius Black Here, and here is the next chapter hope you like it.
Chapter Two: Professor Dumbledore?
"What in the bloody hell is going on here??" asked a most furious Harry.
" Quick!! Harry, get away from them" yelled the Professor who had just appeared behind him. "They are imposters using polyjuice potion to look like us."
"Ha you old coot, do you really think that young Harry would fall for such a stupid excuse," replied the original Professor. "It is dreadfully obvious that your group is the imposters here, not us."
The two groups yelled back at each with their wands out ready to attack at any time, the only thing stopping them was the fact that Harry was in between each of them and a stray curse could hit him and then there would be some trouble. Harry kept looking back and fourth until he had had enough and shouted out,
"SHUT UP! All of you just shut up right now. There is only way to figure this all out. Obviously one of you is the real Professor and the others are probably Voldemort's death eaters; so before someone, mainly me, gets killed we will settle this once and for all. Pop quiz!" yelled Harry.
"Quickly, first professor, what sport do I play?"
"Easy, you play Quidditch." answered the first Professor.
"Okay, second professor, what position do I play?"
"You play seeker Harry."
"Fine, both of you here is a question that only the real Professor would know; what is the shape of the statue in front of your office?"
The first Professor looked at Harry and said Phoenix, while the second Professor looked at Harry and said Gargoyle.
" Ha caught you, that was easier than I would have imagined. Why don't you go back to Voldemort and tell him he will not be able to get me so easily." laughed Harry.
As he said this he headed to the Professor that was behind him with his wand out protecting Harry from an onslaught of curses; Harry touched a shoe and felt the all too familiar tug at his naval. He fell to one knee when he landed and looked up just in time to see a stunner spell coming his way. He fell to the ground unconscious.
When Harry woke up, he was lying on a hard cold stone surface, the floor to be exact, and he heard a high pitched cackle. As he got up groggily, he saw that he was surrounded by several hooded figures and he quickly discovered that these were death eaters. He was trapped inside of Lord Voldemort's dungeon.
"Bring him to me," bellowed a high menacing voice.
Harry heard a voice, a voice that he had heard far too often in his dreams, and during his fourth year at Hogwarts. Lord Voldemort was calling for him and he knew that he was in trouble.
"Well, well, well. It looks like you did fall for my trick after all, you see it took some time to get you away from that muggle loving fool Albus but it didn't matter who you chose to come with your destination would have been the same," laughed Voldemort.
"Ha you're a funny guy there Tom. What do you plan to do? Bore me to death?" Harry asked with a smug expression on his face.
"Oh well, I see that you have gained some attitude since the death of your godfather, haven't you?" Voldemort asked with a smile.
"You shut up about him!! You didn't know him, and it was your fault he's dead!" Harry yelled at the top of his lungs.
"Ah but you're wrong there, young Potter. You see I knew your godfather very well indeed."
"What are you talking about?"
"You see, Harry, I asked your godfather to join me because we were friends outside of Hogwarts and before I started taking over. I told him of my plans to rid the world of muggles and muggleborn and he did nothing to stop me. Of course he probably was just being naïve thinking that I was kidding around. I would have killed him there on the spot when he refused but his cousin hated him more than I did and asked to take care of him. And as you already know she did just that. She had to pay me back when she requested that she be the one to end the Black line, but right before I killed her, she told me it was all worth it." Voldemort said with a look that made it seem he was looking back on a rather fond memory.
"You sick, murderous fool" yelled Harry "I am going to kill you if it is the last thing I do!!"
"Ha I would love to see that but the problem is you're not going to live past now… AVADA KEDAVRA" yelled Voldemort
Harry knew that this was the end. There was no way to block the killing curse and he was frozen on the spot. The spell was on the way and the wizardry world was doomed; but just as the spell was about to hit him, a person apparated in front of him, and just before the spell hit him, Wormtail yelled, "Go Harry! Leave this place at once!" Harry did not need to be told twice. He started to run, when he heard Wormtail fall to the ground dead. He had paid his life debt to Harry; they were even now. As Harry was running he ran into a person that he didn't see and felt the all too familiar tug at his navel. He landed and looked around, he was back in his room and staring at him was Professor Dumbledore, again.