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Chapter 2 Reap the Whirlwind
Everyone was dumbstruck at the appearance of this stranger. Voldemort seemed to gather his wits faster and yelled, "Take him alive. I want to torture him myself!"
Wormtail reacted the fastest. He quickly yelled, "STUPEFY!" and a jet of red light flew at Harry.
Harry merely muttered, "Contra Sacris Fortis." Suddenly, a bright, shimmering barrier appeared in front of him. The stunner struck it, and not only rebounded upon the Death Eaters, but also multiplied into twenty more stunners. Wormtail and a little less than a score of younger death eaters were struck by them and hurled away.
As the Death Eaters holding him let go, Dumbledore was amazed. With just two spells, this stranger had dealt with a large group Death Eaters.
The stranger suddenly ran forward and Dumbledore suddenly noticed a black ball of energy in his hand. The Dark Arts? Dumbledore wondered, but before he thought the figure was dark, he remembered that this figure had used very ancient and powerful light magic. He was puzzled by this stranger's varying powers.
Harry put his palm at another crowd of Death Eaters. Focusing his dark rage into deadly powerbolts, dark bolts of energy shot out of it. "NULLUS TEMPESTAS!" The bolts struck the Death Eaters, pulling them into unconsciousness after a few painful moments.
The Death Eaters, urged on by their master, shot Killing Curses and other Dark spells at the stranger, although some did not, afraid to hit that barrier again. But the stranger did not use it, because it was a type of shield charm that needed to be activated, Dumbledore guessed, and was probably one use only.
Harry ran at them, a similar orb of black energy coalescing in his palm. Harry leapt over the spells with ease and threw the orb down. It swallowed up at least five more Death Eaters and erased them, leaving a small crater where they once were.
Without missing a beat, the Boy-Who-Lived spun around, pointing his wand at the mountain trolls and yelled, "Tempestas Ignis!" The stronger version of the fire spell impacted the trolls who were thrown back by flaming winds striking them down.
Without stopping he spun on his heel and pointed his wand at the Vampires and Dementors. "SACRIS LUX!" Harry roared, and a bright wave a light impacted the Dementors and Vampires, who were annihilated by the wave of pure light magic.
Now it's just the giants, Harry thought.
Just giants Harry? Are you feeling okay? Godric asked teasingly.
Harry simply rolled his eyes and watched the giants.
He leapt aside as the first struck with his sword. Harry pointed his wand at them and yelled, "SACRIS PONS!" A powerful orb of light flew from the wand and engulfed the giants, and they fell to the floor, unconscious.
The Order looked in awe of this stranger's power and abilities. With the Dark Creatures annihilated, there was only Death Eaters left.
He spun around, sensing a Killing Curse being created he pointed his finger at the Death Eater. "Ignis!" Harry yelled, and a jet of flames shot out of his finger and straight into Lucius Malfoy's chest, incinerating him as the Killing Curse was diffused.
Voldemort was awed by this stranger's power. He felt around with Legimency, attempting to find the man's identity, but found the stranger's Occulemency shields far too strong for him to handle. But there was a tiny hint of familiarity, and he struggled to remember whose mind felt like that.
Harry was astounded at his power. His power was incredibly strong, even beyond what he thought it was. Well, having the power of hundreds of powerful adult wizards and others, not to mention being my Heir does that for you, Godric said. Harry nodded in his mind, acknowledging the truth of the statement.
He had almost reached Voldemort, and now just half a score of Death Eaters separated him from his parents' murderer. The man who had ruined his life from day one. Ten puny Death Eaters. You had to feel for sorry for them.
Harry decided to take them and most of the others out of interfering in his duel with Tom. "Mensa Mortis!" He yelled, and a similar ball of power like the one that knocked everyone out of Azkaban out and wiped his or her memories appearing clenched in his fist. It had less range, thanks to the lack of time and his desire to have someone besides Death Eaters see him kill Voldemort, not for glory, but for proof, and no memory wiping powers added.
The ball exploded, sending those Death Eaters and about another two score more flying through the air. Voldemort shielded himself with a Protection Spell, but was thrown back a few steps. He glared at his newfound foe. Suddenly, he saw the hood move slightly and saw the eyes. Green eyes.
"Potter." He spat. Some of the Order heard him, but it took them a few moments to realize that Harry Potter was the stranger who saved them.
Harry was annoyed that Voldemort had figured him out. "Damn." He muttered. Now they would probably realize who he was.
"Well, well, well. Harry Potter. Come to save everyone again?" Voldemort sneered. The crowd gasped, and the Weasleys, Hermione, Remus, and many others looked even more guilty than before.
"I have not." He said quietly. The entire crowd shook. The same thought ran through all of their minds. 'What? Then why did he save us?'
"I have come to have my revenge. Not just for my parents or Sirius, but for everyone. All those you have killed, Tom. I am no longer just Harry Potter. I am the one who will bring Justice onto you, Riddle. I am the final instrument of your destruction. Today, Tom Riddle, you will reap what you have sown." Harry said, his words shaking the crowd, and angering Voldemort at the mention of his name.
"Now, how bout we have a rematch of fourth year. A duel." Harry asked mockingly, knowing Voldemort's penchant for melodramatics would make him accept. "Or do you need your Death Eaters to help you, Tom?"
At the mention of his real name, Tom Riddle shook in anger. "I accept, whelp. You will rue the day you fought me! I know Dark magic you could not comprehend!" He boasted.
"Please, Tommy. I know what your capable of. I've explored the depths of your mind. I know all your spells. I know how I can counter them." Harry responded, again sending a shiver through the crowd.
Several among the crowd wondered if Harry would kill them too. He certainly had reason to, and judging from his performance, he could probably kill them easily.
"Now then, shall we begin?" Harry said mockingly, and bowed. Voldemort slightly bowed, and before Harry had completely stood up, he had yelled, "CRUCIO!"
Harry was struck in the chest in seemed, and everyone expected him to fall in agony like everyone else. However, in reality, he had blocked it with a wandlessly and wordlessly casted shield, letting the powerful spell wash over them. He merely looked up, and said, "Ow."
"Grr… CRUCIO!" Voldemort roared, intent on getting that curse through those shields. However this time, Harry pointed his wand at Macnair and muttered softly"Do Paene."
As the light struck him, Macnair screamed in agony. Voldemort looked confused as Potter stood there calmly as Macnair seemed to be the one under the Cruciatus. Voldemort took it off, and Macnair lay there, disabled. Harry smiled and said, "What else?"
Voldemort shook, and deciding to kill him now, yelled, "AVADA KEDAVRA!" The jet of green light flew towards Harry. However, Harry slammed an energy ball into the ground and it propelled him over it. He withdrew Godric Gryffindor's sword, and slashed at Voldemort.
Voldemort was surprised by the sudden appearance of a sword, but rolled away and shot another Killing Curse at him. To his surprise, Harry struck it with the sword, and it dissipated. Harry advanced on Voldemort, a dangerous glint in his eyes.
Voldemort grew desperate. But he knew a weakness in Potter. He was too damn Gryffindor, expecting Voldemort to be honorable. But Tom Riddle had been in Slytherin, and would bend the rules to suit himself.
"NOW!" Voldemort roared.
On that single command, the remaining Death Eaters shot Stunners and Disarming spells at Harry, intending to let Voldemort kill him.
Harry turned, and stared down the onslaught of spells. He merely said, "Dissipio Fortis.", waving his hand. Suddenly every spell impacted an invisible wall and created ripples in the air. Everyone stared in shock at his display of raw power. Harry smiled at them, and yelled, "SACRIS LUX!" The sudden wave of light magic impacted the Death Eaters and threw them against a wall in the Alley.
Voldemort was, amazingly, afraid of another, besides Dumbledore. Harry Potter was far more powerful than that fool had ever been. He still had hope, however. He hoped that using the betrayal of those fools against Potter combined with his usage of the Dark Arts he noticed, might just convince Potter to join him.
"Very impressive Potter." Voldemort said softly, clapping. "Why don't you join me, Potter? The Light Side turned it's back on you. They could not see your potential I can. What can they offer you! They betrayed you!"
The crowd hung their heads low. Harry had every reason to kill them and join Voldemort. Some of them thought he would. But Dumbledore, the Weasleys, Hermione, and Lupin knew he wouldn't. Somehow, he wouldn't. They had to believe him this time, at least.
"No." Harry said quietly. "The Light Side never turned its back to me. If it did, I wouldn't be here right now. I'd be back in Azkaban, rotting." At this, several members of the Order winced, and felt another jab of pain at the suffering they forced an innocent 16 year old to endure.
"The Order of the Phoenix turned its back on me. The Wizarding World turned its back on me. The Light never did. And I would never join you, Riddle. It would shame my parent's memory."
Again, members of the Order winced. Lupin's eyes fell towards the ground, knowing the last words were a jibe at him, echoing his words the day of the trial.
Sirius, James, Lily, please forgive me… Remus thought, close to tears as a result of the day's events.
"Fine then Potter. Die!" Voldemort yelled, "AVADA KEDAVRA!" Again, a jet of green light flew towards Harry, and he rolled aside. Glaring at Voldemort, he yelled, "EXPELLIARMUS!" A jet of red light shot from Harry's wand.
Voldemort, confident he could handle a Disarming Charm, yelled, "PROTEGO!" However, the he underestimated Harry, and the Disarming spell shattered his spell, knocked him down, and his wand flew away, landing at Harry Potter's feet.
Harry smiled, a grim, triumphant smile. "And Now I fulfill the prophecy." He said. Everyone except Dumbledore, Ron, Hermione, Ginny, and Remus were mystified by his response. Each of them knew of the Prophecy, seeing as how the last four Harry had told personally.
He put his wand away, and lifted the sword. He prepared himself to use the spell that he devised, to insure the Light's victory. He would not sink down to Voldemort's level and use the Unforgivables, but would draw upon the powers of Light to kill Tom Riddle.
"SACRIS GLADIUS!" He roared, and Godric Gryffindor's sword glowed, and it struck down upon the head of Slytherin's heir. An unholy scream was heard as bright light encompassed Harry and the Dark Lord.
Serverus Snape was astonished. He had barely been conscious, but the noises of battle woke him. He watched Potter demolish scores of Death Eaters like they were nothing. He gulped, knowing that Potter had every reason to hate him as well. Even if he doesn't kill me, chances are he'll be Minister of Magic. Then he'll be in a position to get me fired.
As the light encompassed him, he felt the Dark Mark burning, and he screamed in agony. He could feel the pure power of Potter's attack being funneled into the Mark, and knew he was knocking out the remaining Death Eaters. Suddenly, he felt it stop burning. He looked at his arm, and double-checked to make sure he wasn't hallucinating. The Dark Mark was gone!
He realized what had happened. Potter had spared him!
The other Death Eaters were in agony, and they passed out. Harry obviously didn't want them dead, but some, such as Bellatrix Lestrange were so corrupted that the light killed her. His spell was doing its grim work, Harry knew. The immense power needed to erase Voldemort's soul required immense power and would probably kill everyone besides him. Not wanting needless slaughter, he devised a way to funnel the energy into the Dark Mark, through the Death Eaters' connection to the Dark Lord.
Snape realized just how powerful Potter was, if his spell could knock out most of the Death Eaters and slay multiple Death Eaters. He remembered the 6 years he had been spiteful to him, because he looked like his father. He recognized that Potter deserved his respect.
When the light cleared, Harry Potter stood, slightly bent from the effort, over the dead corpse of Tom Riddle. It was blackened by the immense energy he had used. All around him, Death Eaters were writhing in agony.
"It's done." Harry whispered, closing his eyes. He did it.
YOU DID IT! Several voices in his head whooped joyfully.
Please Guys, I have a major headache from that spell. Harry asked. Thanks were heard throughout Harry Potter's head, and he moaned inwardly.
Somehow, Ginny found her voice as she stared at the boy who she had loved, and who said he loved her too. "Harry?" She croaked.
Suddenly, his head whipped out and his piercing green eyes stared at her, and the whole Order. The entire group again had thoughts about Harry killing them, but he did not move.
Ginny just stared at him, and after a moment, he turned away and Disapparated.
After a few quiet moments, Ron said the first thing that came to mind. "Bloody hell!"
Hermione and Mrs. Weasley berated Ron for swearing, but everyone thought that that summed up this day's experience quite well. As the Order and the Aurors collected the Death Eaters, their minds were elsewhere, on their savior.
Ron, Hermione, Remus, Dumbledore, Ginny, and so many more wanted to find Harry quickly and apologize. Little did they know, they would not see the Boy-Who-Lived for a week.
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