A/N Well well. –giggles- After 363 days, I think it's time for an update. Correct me if I'm wrong, of course. High school's been a big pain – so much more work than Middle. BUT I MISSED YOU ALL! (:

I think my writing style has changed a bit.. But I blame my English/Journalism teacher. ;P.

Disclaimer: No. D:

Chapter 30 : Unexpected Guests

Lord Voldemort paced the glum room as Ginny glared at him in disgust. I can't believe how some people can be that sad…that they just like to kill so much. She's not the only one who thinks that way; Daisy shared her views. Voldemort wasn't as active where she used to live, and he was the most despicable…creature…she's ever seen.

"How long do you plan to keep us here, Voldy?" uttered Draco, using the nickname that he is renowned to hate. "I'm never letting go. You're going to have to leave eventually."

Voldemort cringed. "If you're not going to let go, I'll just kill you while you're like that. I'm just giving you a bit of time to reflect on the knowing of you're death." He spun around to face Ginny, Daisy, and Draco. "You know, the death that'll happen in a few minutes. Perhaps I'll just leave hanging you from a spell until your bones rot off your flesh," he hissed, "or maybe I'll let Malfoy die of exhaustion, and use the Cruciatus Curse on the filthy girls until they shrivel in pain." He shot a menacing look at Ginny, who stared composedly back.

Just then, Daisy thought she saw a man lurking in the shadows of the room. Her stare caused Voldemort to turn and look, to find the one person that they were all pleased to see. Except the Dark Lord.

Sirius.

"How did you get here?" whispered Ginny, knowing everything will somehow be okay now.

He started to answer but was interrupted.

"Ah, Mr. Black. I see you've decided to join us." The Dark Lord flicked his wand, and Sirius appeared hanging from the ceiling next to Ginny. He muttered under his breath. "Now as long as you're just hanging there, pay attention. I don't want to take any risks, so you'll just have a dazzling time hanging – quite literally – with your little friends," he explained amusedly. Sirius shot him a death glare.

"I'm not leaving without them," he said boldly.

"Nor am I."

"Harry!" It was all too much for Ginny. How did he get here? She wondered. With Sirius, she reasoned with herself. But isn't his mind with Voldemort?

Voldemort himself looked equally surprised. "Potter. Lovely to see you again," he said, his voice dripping with poisonous sarcasm.

Harry glanced at Ginny, his look clearly saying "I'll explain everything later."

He didn't speak, noticing his three friends and Godfather suspended to the ceiling, all his friends being semi-transparent, and Dumbledore sprawled on the floor near the doorway. With confusion in his eyes, Harry glowered at Voldemort. The man who killed his parents, and the slayer of so many others. The man who steadfastly tried to kill him.

"You know the prophecy by now," Harry whispered bravely. "That one of us has to die at the hands of the other." Voldemort nodded, eyes locked on Harry's face. "I'm going to make sure I'm going to be the one who's still alive to turn eighteen."

He muttered a spell and a bright red flash poured from the end of his wooden wand, striking a very astonished Voldemort. Ginny and Daisy gasped, dumbstruck. "That should keep him down for a minute," murmured Harry. "But just a minute."

"Malfoy, break the charm," Harry requested. "Sirius," He muttered a counter-spell, and Sirius fell, thrashing, to the floor. "Help Dumbledore." He obliged.

Harry rushed to help his friends, looking briefly at Voldemort and deciding to use the Cruciatus Curse once more. He felt a sense of satisfaction, being the cause of Voldemort's pain. It was about time he got to feel what he cursed on others so thoughtlessly.

Harry caught Ginny first, then Daisy, asking if they were okay, how they were feeling. Draco jumped down as Ginny fell, glancing at his father's body lying a few feet from his shoes. Then he looked up at Harry. "How did you get here, Potter?"

"Later," he responded. "We have to get out of here."

A/N: Yay for weird chapters! I think I know where this is going… so I hopefully should have the next chapter up soon.

But then again, I have a habit of saying that and never updating again. But I promise, I won't die this time. xP

Cheers and stuff Jen