Chapter 14

Harry was very quiet, he couldn't speak, he was shocked, Cho was dead, and he couldn't do nothing about it. They kept walking, afraid of what could be next, more vampires, they couldn't tell. But then, they were looking to a wall, all that time to end up in a wall.

-Harry, I found something, a door- Hermione was standing in front of it.

It was a black door, with a silver padlock. He tried to open it but obviously it was locked.

-Alohomora!- Hermione opened the door, and they saw what was behind it.

It was a room, a dark room, and it was empy, except for a chair, and the person sitted in it. They entered and the door closed behind them.

-Hello, finally I have the pleasure to meet you again Potter- Harry heard a cold voice, that voice was very familiar to him.

-Voldemort- Harry's voice was getting strong, and full of hate. He could hear the others whimpering as he said the name.

-Let's see, what have I tried every year since you were born?- he asked with nice tone.

-Mmm, kill me?- he followed the game.

-Very good, Potter. Shall we start?

The chair turned around and they could see Voldemort's face. White and with those red eyes looking at them.

-Oh, you got some company- his lips formed a smile.

-Live them alone- Harry wanted them to be safe.

-Ok, I'll let them go out- Harry looked at them and they crossed the door- now, I want to ask you something, how does it feel?

-How does it feel what?

-To loose someone you love, and not for the first time- he smiled.

-Did you send those vampires?

-Who else?-he was laughing.

-How is she? Dead?-Harry didn't say a word- I guess so.

-Cruciatus!- Harry wanted to hurt him, to make him suffer, but it didn't work.

-You can't hurt me, Potter. Let's fight without wands. What about...swords?

Voldemort stood up, and showed him a wall with swords.

-Choose one.

Harry went slowly to the wall and picked up a big one, then Voldemort picked a gols one and then he spoke.

-Ok, now, a reverence, and then we start.

They followed those steps and Voldemort attacked, Harry moved away, and he attacked, they were like this for at least 10 minutes. Voldemort attacked again, and Harry felt his back burning, he attacked and pointed to his legs, Harry made a deep cut. He lost his balance and fall to the ground. Now Voldemort could kill him without trouble. It was to easy, when he felt Voldemort's presence behind him he turned around, and he could sink the sword into Voldemort's chest. Harry heard a noice, like a whisper or something, he noticed Voldemort stopped breathing for a moment and Harry stood up again. He looked at the others and was about to go when he felt someone was pulling down, and Harry fall again, Voldemort hurt him on the neck. He couldn't do it, he wasn't strong enough. But then, Cho's face appeared on Harry's head, she was pale, dead, then he heard Voldemort's voice laughing. With the strengh left in his body he could sink the sword into Voldemort's heart. When he pulled out the sword the body disappeared and he stood up looking everywhere.

-Is he...dead, Harry?- Hermione.

-No, he'll come back, as he always does.

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