Harry Potter and the Kedavra Bond
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They had Potions that afternoon, which was an unqualified disaster. Try as Harry might, he couldn't get his Confusing Concoction to thicken, and Snape, standing watch with an air of vindictive pleasure, scribbled something that looked suspiciously like a zero onto his notes before moving away.
Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban, by: JK Rowling
Harry Potter and the Kedavra Bond
Chapter 8
Dumbledore and Tonks had made there way over to Harry's side of the table as soon as the will was finished. Everyone, with the exception of Snape looked teary eyed, eyes sparkling with sadness. Harry was still in a state of shock. Sirius had left almost everything he owned, to Harry... including a bachelor's pad.
Harry watched as the adults exchanged condolences. Snape was silent... if Harry's dad was a pure blood and the pure bloods were all interwove then wouldn't that mean that Harry was related to Snape? Remus had his arm around Tonks's middle. Harry couldn't realize why he hadn't seen it before. It was now so obvious that they cared for each other. Hell! Even Sirius had seen it, he had given them permission to marry. But if Remus was now his godfather and he married Tonks...
Wouldn't that make Tonks his Godmother?
"Harry... how are you doing?"
Dumbledore had made his way over to Harry's side and was now piercing him with an intent expression, his blue eyes weren't twinkling.
"Oh! Er... I'm okay, I guess." Harry replied, subconsciously bringing up a hand to muzzle his hair.
Dumbledore nodded, sighing. "Yes... it is quite hard, isn't it." he observed Harry thoroughly. "You shouldn't blame yourself, Harry. Sirius wouldn't want you to think like that."
Harry's eyes hardened. Well... he certainly wouldn't know what Sirius would have wanted, since he was dead. Harry turned to Snape. He was starring determinedly at the rolled up will, still sitting on the dark table.
He had to get out of here.
"Can I got to the lavatory?" Harry asked the group at large, pushing his glasses up his nose.
Snape and Remus turned to him as one. "Of course, Harry. I'll come with you." Remus told him, removing his arm from around Tonks's waist... a bit reluctantly, it had to be said.
Harry rolled his eyes heaven ward. "What? Am I not aloud to go to the loo with out a babysitter now?" he shot at him.
Dumbledore and Tonks chuckled as Snape fixed him with a disapproving sneer. Remus looked a bit taken back, but he regained his composer quickly.
"Down the hall. Eleven doors down on the left. And Harry?" Lupin asked him, as Harry made for the double doors. "Please be careful."
He nodded at quickly exited the room. They didn't understand, none of them understood. He had killed Sirius. He had played the hero and it was his fault, damn it!
Harry's shoes squeaked as he made his way down the marble hall. The white stone sent a glare over the whole hall, reflections of the bright chandeliers over head were gleaming. He was half way to the bath, when he was met with a much more interesting door.
Holding Center
Harry watched the door and saw a blurred figure leaning up against the wall through the blurred glass.
Bellatrix.
This was his chance. His chance for revenge... his chance was waiting right behind this door. Harry's heart was thumping wildly against his chest. The real murderer was behind those doors.
Now wait a minute... don't go and do anything stupid.
Harry heard the little annoying voice going off in the back of his mind, as he grasped the cold door handle. Why shouldn't he go in there, anyway?
Because you're going to get in to even more trouble, you know it!
That's not a real reason! Harry thought.
Don't you dare do it! Dumbledore and the others are only just down the hall!
But at the thought of Dumbledore, Harry's rage flew up even higher. That old man didn't even understand that it was Harry's fault! And with that, Harry threw caution to the winds and twisted the knob, yanking open the door.
His first though was a muggle prison. The room was small and cramped, occupied by a single desk in the corner, complete with a rolling chair. A knife sitting on the desk. However, most of the space was taken up by a large cell. The bars were thick and closely placed, for the obvious reason of no escaping, and there was a small cot and latrine in the corner.
And there, leaning against the far wall was Bellatrix Lestrange, deatheater of Voldemort.
Bellatrix snapped her head up as Harry slammed the door behind him. Harry walked forward a few paces. She met his eyes and her face split into an evil grin.
"Well, well, well... if it isn't baby Potter!" she said, using a voice as though she were talking to a small child.
Harry's blood was starting to boil, though he kept a cool facade. "How's it feel, Lestrange? Feel nice knowing that your half blood's plan didn't work?"
Bellatrix glared at him and came forward to the front of her holding area. "You think your so tough, Potter? Thinking that you can just come in here and act like a hero? How much like my cousin you are."
Harry winced and backed up slightly. Bellatrix, sensing the other's weakness pressed on, mercilessly.
"Yes... Black was always a fool, the cowering dog. He came from a respectable family, you know. He was as pure as you could get and yet he had to go off with that mudblood loving fool." Bellatrix gave a little laugh as Harry started to anger. "That overgrown dog! Did you know that he was a murderer too, Potter? Oh yes... only six years old when he helped his dear old mother murder a family of mudbloods! How alike you are!"
Harry started forward, menacingly.
"What's the matter, baby Potter? Do you want a hug? Do you want to go see your worthless excuse of a godfather again?" Bellatrix was pressed up against the bars, a mad glint in her eyes.
"DON'T YOU EVER SAY THAT ABOUT SIRIUS, YOU OLD HAG!" Harry roared, bolting across the room towards the cell.
What happened next, Harry didn't quite know. Bellatrix stuck a hand through the bars and grabbed Harry's bangs, smashing him headlong into the bars. She didn't let go as Harry cried out in pain and started to fall to the ground. Both Bellatrix and Harry slid down the length to the floor, the deatheater gripping Harry's fringe and forcing him to stare straight into her dark, cold eyes.
"What's the matter, Potter?" she hissed, shaking his head, making Harry cry out. He knocked his head against the bars.
"Accio knife!" Bellatrix snapped, a knife laying on the office desk flew into her other hand.
She slammed his head repeatedly against the cage, talking to him all the while.
"What ARE you doing here anyway, Potter? I believe that I'm going to have to tell my master about this little detail!"
Harry screamed as he felt the knife plunge into his stomach, right above his navel. He felt the blood soaking through his clothes, pooling onto the ground around him. Bellatrix was laughing wildly above him.
It was then that he felt his head being released and fall to the ground. Harry lift up his head and saw Lestrange flying back to land against the back wall. She was knocked out.
Harry turned to the doorway. Snape and Dumbledore came hurrying in. Both went directly to Harry.
"Damn it, Potter!" Snape hissed at him, positioning him on the floor so that he lay flat. Dumbledore looked shocked.
"What happened?" he asked, kneeling down beside Snape.
"Stab wound." Snape replied angrily. "Why the hell did you come in here, Potter?! She's a convicted mad woman!"
"Wanted to get revenge." Harry mumbled, feeling something cold being applied to his stomach. His head was really starting to throb painfully.
"Revenge solves nothing, Harry." Dumbledore replied, sadly.
"Petrificus Totalus!" Snape mumbled, Harry went straight as a board. "Natrare!"
Harry found himself being levitated out of the Holding Room and down the corridor. He watched silently as both adults talked in hushed voices. He knew where they were taking them... and to say the least, he couldn't really blame them. Even he didn't know who serious the stab wound was! Maybe he should just close his eyes... take a little rest... and so without knowing it, Harry Potter closed his eyes to sleep.
Harry awoke to new surroundings. He was lying in a bed in a sterile white room, looking very much like the one that Mr. Weasley had been in at St. Mungo's. Two chairs were pulled up beside his bed. One of them was empty, the other held Severus Snape. His professor was watching him.
Harry pulled himself upright a bit, but stopped when an intense pain from his stomach made him groan out in pain. Snape flicked his wand and the bed inclined a bit. Harry mumbled a form of thanks and looked around. Next to his bed looked like half of a flower shop.
"It seemed that everyone wanted to make you feel better about your stupidity, Potter." Snape drawled.
Harry turned back and glanced at his professor. He lifted up the covers of the bed and saw his stomach was packed and bound with bandages. Harry didn't know what to do. He felt a sinking feeling in his stomach as Snape glared at him.
"I'm sorry, Professor — "
Snape stopped him by shoving a vile full of lilac coloured liquid into his opened mouth. Harry gaged and instinctively swallowed the liquid before he choked on it. He felt strangely sleepy as Snape shoved him underneath the covers.
"Mr. Weasley and Miss Granger will be arriving in a while. Until they arrive you will sleep." Snape told him, removing Harry's glasses. "You are most defiantly a stupid child."
And with that Severus Snape, Hogwarts Potion master, left the room.
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