A/N: Thankz for the reviews, guys! I don't know if I was this chappie or the last, but someone—I think AniHope—asked where Harry went…((Sorry I cant get online to check…my lines stupid dial tone's gone, and I don't know why…its happened before, though. Always been lots of problems. My mom paid then and all….
I don't think they like me.))
WELL ANYWAY after that boring 8 seconds of your life, back to the question. And the gallant answer to that is…
Hahaha. I know! I know! I know! But I can't tell you! Read on!! : D
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Disclaimer: im not even gonna say. I tried taking these out, but it looks all weird without them…*sigh*…soooooooooo I compromised by not underlining it. Woo.
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Oh yeah one more A/N: How long did this one take? A month? *Hits head* I'm a bad, mean person…
Chapter 29:
Lord Voldemort glanced at Ginny, Daisy, and Draco. When he noticed that they were staring at the doorway, Voldemort abruptly turned around. "Dumbledore? What are you doing here?" The Dark Lord spat on the ground of the shadowy room.
Ignoring Voldemort's rude action, Dumbledore spoke quite calmly, in spite of situation the children were in. "Hello Tom." Dumbledore gazed directly into the red slits of eyes of the half-man before him.
"Don't call me the name of my foolish father."
"Very well," replied the headmaster.
There was silence for a moment, just a moment, when Dumbledore fleetingly scanned the room, looking at Ginny, who was still hanging from the ceiling, her arms slowly turning a deadly white; to Draco, still holding onto Ginny and Daisy; and to Daisy herself, who was gradually falling to her knees, exhausted and wavering in horror. They were all silent. He eyed Lucius dead on the floor.
Dumbledore was unprepared when Lord Voldemort stunned him from across the room. He hit the ground with a soft "thump." Ginny gasped.
Voldemort chuckled softly. "He's never going to learn I'm more powerful then he is…" The Dark Lord said to himself.
"Now, as for all of you," he said, staring at Ginny, Daisy, and Draco, "I'll get you out of that spell somehow. Let me think."
Voldemort turned around to the entrance and paced across the room, silently closing the door. He kicked Dumbledore on the way back to the middle of the room, grinning the whole time.
"I know plenty of curses that would still hurt you, even if you are invincible. But I'm not going to do that, you see. I'm going to wait until you get tired, Draco, so Obsonva stops, and then I can kill the lot of you." Draco cleared his throat softly and looked at Lord Voldemort. The Dark Lord continued, "Draco, you've deceived me and I don't have a use for you anymore since your fathers dead, so yes, you too."
Daisy and Ginny gazed at Dumbledore throughout this speech. There's no way, thought Ginny. She knew Dumbledore better than Daisy did, so she was much more surprised that her Headmaster was helpless.
Draco had completely forgotten about his father, and he had no sympathy for him when he remembered. If anything, he was somewhat pleased. When he got back home, Draco'd have much more freedom and wont have his gloating, don't-bother-me-I-hate-the-world personality. If he got back home.
