Hey, this is my first proper fan fic, second chapter coming soon! Please give me constuctive comments, thanks!
Chapter One
Vanquish thy enemy...
Dumbledore paced his study. He was fine - freaked out, insecure, neurotic and emotional I mean.
"If there was one boy who just couldn't stay out of the way, it has to be Harry..." Dumbledore thought to himself. He scowled, the boy was gone, but for how long? How long before he came back, after arguing with his family again, "Well, they are muggles after all..." Dumbledore thought to himself.
Fawkes gave a little squeak; he was still growing after he had flew in the way of a killing curse from Voldemort that had been aimed at Dumbledore, the golden tinge was slowly coming back to his scarlet feathers.
Dumbledore went over to the window and looked down at the lake. The monster that dwelled beneath it's surface may help at one point in the future, but it'll have to be tamed.
Suddenly there was a knock at the door, making Dumbledore jump slightly. "Who is it?" Dumbledore asked. Professor McGonagall walked in, closing the door behind her.
"Ah, Minerva what a pleasant surprise" Dumbledore smiled at her.
"Surprise? I told you I would come up to say goodbye, and that I'll see you in a week, remember that thing I must do for the Order...?" she said, a slight frown on her forehead, it was not like Albus to act like this, he was sharp, the sharpest wizard Minerva had ever met, what was wrong?
"Is anything wrong, Albus?" she asked, as she stroked Fawkes, even the phoenix seemed tense, something must really be up.
"Oh, nothing, Minerva, although I do have a little problem..." he said taking out his wand.
"What's that?" said Minerva asked slowly watching the wand warily.
He raised his wand, "Reducto!" Professor McGonagall's hand flew out of the inside of her robes, "Protego!" she cried, the spell cast just in time to rebound Dumbledore's curse back upon him. With a flick of his wand the spell dissolved in the air before it even got half way. Dumbledore chuckled a chuckle that did not belong to any human.
"Ah, so there is life in you after all, eh?" He sneered.
Minerva was panting, she now knew that Dumbledore had now gone over the edge, one thing that Fudge must have been right about...but what could she do? He was the most powerful wizard of their time, armed with a wand and completely crazed.
She looked him straight in the eye, there really wasn't something right about him...he had that odd, manacle glint there...
"I don't know what has happened, Dumbledore but for Merlin's sake, put the wand down." She said, a hint of desperation in her voice that just made Dumbledore's sneer grow wider.
Again he raised his wand and pointed it her, "Incarcerous!" Ropes whipped out of his wand at her. "Diffindo!" she screamed at the ropes, flourishing her wand out again. The ropes that would've bound and suffocated her, were ripped apart, but one still managed whip out and lash at the Transfiguration Professor. She fell back and hit the wall with a sharp crack, such was the insensity of the lash.
A long, dead straight cut now marked her face and the professor could also taste blood in her mouth. She knew it was over.
"The problem was, and thankfully will never again be, you" he said and with that he raised his wand, "Avada Kedavra!"
She never stood a chance. Professor McGonagall fell her last fall, her lungs took their last breath, her heart gave one strong, defiant beat and with that the head of Gryffindor House, and the second to last descendant of Godric Gryffindor died.
Dumbledore laughed at her body lying there on the floor, lifeless and cold.
He pointed his wand at McGonagall's hair, "Diffindo." He'd need that later for a potion.
Dumbledore got down to his kennes and leaned towards the face of the former Head of Gryffindor,"If anyone deserved to die, it wasn't you." Dumbledore whispered to the body. He stood up stra ight again.
He smiled; he couldn't wait to get Harry when the next year began...