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Secrets in the Shadows
Chapter 13: Deliverance
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WARNING: Contents in this chapter include deep Christian beliefs. I do not want to create controversy, so please put into perspective that I am Christian, and this is my story.
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As Tonks and Harry fled down the staircase, Harry felt uneasy that it was empty. Wouldn't there be Death Eaters coming up to help their colleagues?
After about a minute, the two slowed down to a walk. They seemed to be in some sort of dungeon. The end of the hall split into two corridors, one going down, the other going up.
"Soâwhich way do we go?" Tonks said in a low voice.
"They probably locked her up in one of the dungeons," Harry replied, pointing to the stairway on the left, the one that was going down.
"Good thinking" Tonks said, heading toward the staircase. Just then, a Death Eater appeared seemingly out of nowhere, yet he cast aside a silver cloak. An Invisibility Cloak. He was pointing his wand at Tonks.
"Stay where you are," the man sneered. "The Dark Lord will want to see you both"
"Paralius!" Harry said, sending a bright yellow curse at the Death Eater. The man's eyes suddenly went blank. He dropped his wand, completely oblivious to the situation. He just stood there, as if in a trance.
"Nice. The Stupor Curse," Tonks said admiringly. "Dumbledore must have been teaching you a lot. That's a pretty advanced curse. Well, we should get going, now, shouldn't we?"
"Hold on, Tonks," Harry said. "I'm not done with him just yet"
Harry stood directly in front of the man, mumbling something, yet keeping direct eye contact with him. Harry was silent for about five seconds. He then turned to Tonks.
"Haylie isn't in the dungeons, she's up the other staircase," he said. Tonks' jaw dropped.
"You didn't justâ? You canâyou mastered Legilimens?" Tonks blurted out.
"Yes. And it was a hell of a lot of work, too," Harry said, walking toward the right staircase, ascending it. Tonks followed, yet still staring disbelievingly at him.
After they were gone from sight, another Death Eater appeared and resurrected the other. When he came too, he smiled.
"It is all going to plan," he said, a menacing tone in his voice.
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When the two came to the end of the staircase, Harry paused for a minute, and then turned to the right. His heart was pounding, both dreadingly and hopefully.
"Slow down, Harry!" Tonks said. But he already did. He stopped right beside an open doorway. Tonks saw in his eyes that Haylie was in there.
"I'll go in first," Harry whispered. Wand out, he slowly turned the corner, a curse perched on his lips. He froze. A figure, curled up on the other side of the huge room stirred. It was Haylie. But when she saw him, she wasn't exactly happy. She looked terrified.
"Harry! No, get out of here! It's a trap! GET OUT!" she said. Harry turned to the doorway, but it was too late. A huge metal door barred the way. He could hear Tonks yelling, "Harry? Harry, are you okay?"
"I'm fine," Harry shouted back through the door. "There are no Death Eaters in here."
"Alright," Tonks replied. "I'm going for help."
"Be careful!" Harry said. He then turned and walked over to Haylie.
"Are you okay? Have they hurt you at all?" he asked, concerned, seeing her thin and pale face. He reached out his hand to help her up.
"Don't get near me, Harry!" Haylie yelled, making Harry back off. "Can't you see you can't be rescued? You know why the Dark Lord captured me? TO KILL YOU!"
Harry stared at his distressed friend.
"Howâ?"
"I'M A WEREWOLF, HARRY!" she yelled again, tears streaming down her face. "Tonight's a full moon" She pointed to the glass ceiling. "And it's almost midnight"
Harry backed away farther.
"Youâyou're a werewolf?" Harry asked weakly. "Well, that explains why you're disappearing every month"
"It's not funny, Harry," Haylie said, putting her head in her hands. "I don't want to kill youâI couldn't take itâoh, no."
Her head shot up to the ceiling. Clouds that covered the full moon had shifted. Harry had a horrible feeling of deja vu. Haylie started to shake, while her eyes widened in terror. Harry backed off toward the opposite wall.
"Noâno no no!" she said as she watched her nails lengthen. A red light engulfed her. Harry could hear her blood-chilling screams. The light cleared. Where Haylie once sat, there stood a huge black werewolf, its teeth gleaming in the moonlight.
"Haylie" Harry breathed, his heart pounding painfully. The werewolf growled menacingly, starting toward him. About twenty meters away, it crouched down in a catlike way, about to attack. Panicking, Harry sent a Stunning spell in the monster's direction. The spell hit it, but didn't seem to hurt it at all. It just made it angrier.
The werewolf pounced, but Harry ran the opposite direction, his Quidditch reflexes allowing him to dodge it. The werewolf quickly recovered and raced toward Harry once more. Harry sent another, more powerful curse in its direction. This time, it was effective. The werewolf howled angrily, twisting in pain. But it only lasted a few seconds.
The werewolf wasn't about to give up. It was hungry. Hungry for human blood.
The werewolf gathered itself up and readied itself for another attack. Harry was on his toes, also ready for the attack.
"I wouldn't miss this for the world," Harry heard a familiar cold voice say. It echoed throughout the room, so Harry didn't know where it was coming from.
"Voldemort!" Harry called angrily. Just as he said this, Haylie attacked again. Harry dodged easily.
"Having fun, I see, eh, Harry?" Voldemort's voice said.
"Yeah, it's just a party down here," Harry said sarcastically, though keeping his eyes on the werewolf. "You just had to make someone else do your dirty work"
"Very right, Potter," Voldemort said, sounding amused. Harry rolled his eyes. The werewolf took this opportunity to assail. But this time Harry wasn't quick enough.
Haylie, or what Haylie had become, slammed Harry into the wall. Harry felt some of hit ribs crack sickeningly. He felt dazed, and his wand was to far from him.
"Haylie," he protested weakly as the werewolf approached him, its teeth bared eagerly. "Pleaseâdon't"
"It's no use, Harry," Voldemort said. "She can't hear you. And even if she can, she can't do anything about it. Good-bye, Harry Potter."
But little did he know that Haylie, once again trapped inside the beast, was fighting with all her might to break free of the curse.
NO! Please don't! Someone, help me! I've got to stop! No! she screamed inside her head. Then, she did something she never done before. She prayed.
Lord, help me! I can't kill him! God, don't let me do this again. Please, God! HELP ME!
Harry, to his surprise, saw the werewolf freeze. Its yellow eyes turned back to grey. A white glow appeared to surround the werewolf
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Haylie felt a warm sensation engulfing her. It was the most wonderful feeling in the world. She finally felt at peace. The white glow that surrounded her loved her. She knew that now.
She saw the glow subside. Just as she lost consciousness, she said, "Thank you, God." Then darkness overcame her.
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Author's note: If you want to see what Haylie looks like as a werewolf, look at the bottom of my profile. Oh, and to answer my own question from the last chapter; If I looked into the Mirror of Erised, I would see me as a famous author and singer/actress.