Disclaimer: I don't own it... how many times do I have to tell you that?
A/N: Wow. It's been a while... sorry, guys, I had a sort of writers block and I didn't have any inspiration. I still don't have any, but I'm writing this. I have no idea what will happen in this chapter, but you'll know once you read this! Once again I'm sorry for the delay...
Also, this is the last chapter of SoS. I might write a sequel if requested, but not until after the summer vacation.
Harry opened his eyes to entirely new surroundings.
"Where am I?" he asked groggily.
"We're in the Dark Lord's prison cell." Snape stepped into Harry's range of vision.
"Sev? What are you doing here? I thought that you stunned me, why did Voldemort lock you up? Or did you not stun me?"
"No, I did and I'm not locked up. I came to get you out of this cell."
Harry got up and rushed to Snape, hugging him. "Thank you." Harry stepped back, realizing something. "But where are we going? Voldemort will know to come to Snape manor if we go there."
"I'm taking you straight to the Dark Lord, Potter. I'm on his side and got you to believe that I'm your friend. The Dark Lord is my master and I gave you to him on a silver platter." Harry was watching Snape in shocked silence.
"But you rescued me from the Dursleys."
"Yes, but I also put them under the Imperius curse to make them hit you. Then I got you and healed you to gain your trust. I told Dumbledore some lie that he believed. He trusted me and I took you away from him right under his nose. He had no idea that I was lying because I know Occulemency."
"What's Occulemency?" Harry figured that he might waste time and also learn something new (right before he died, but oh well).
"Lets just say that with Occulemency I can stop people from reading my mind. The dark lord can of course cause he's so powerful, but Dumbledore couldn't." Harry looked shocked. Voldemort was more powerful than Dumbledore?
Snape laughed evilly "you're a fool potter, just like your parents and Dumbledore! They were all weak and so are you."
Now Harry was past furious; not only had Snape lied and betrayed him, but he had also insulted Harry's parents and Dumbledore. Without even thinking, Harry attacked Snape. They both went crashing to the floor of the cell.
"Wha?" Snape had no time to react because he had never expected Harry to do something so unbelievably stupid.
"Crucio!" with that Harry was soon writhing on the floor of the cell while Voldemort had his wand on him.
"Let that be a lesson to you, potter. Never attack my Death Eaters." Snape stood up and thanked his master.
"Potter. It's a shame that I have to do this to you, but you with your rebellious nature will not learn other wise." Voldemort nodded at Snape and they both took out their wands and pointed them at Harry.
Harry heard two simultaneous 'crucio's and then he knew nothing else apart from pain.
The two dark wizards had their wands on Harry for what felt to him like hours, but was only a few minutes.
Harry had tears of pain in his eyes as he watched silently as Snape and Voldemort exited the cell.
Then the pain took over and Harry had to give into his body's pleas. He was out before you could say 'I'.
"Get up potter! Get up now!" Snape's angry voice woke Harry up. He was pulled to his feet before he even had a chance to open his eyes.
"The dark lord wants to see you, potter. The dark lord does not appreciate tardiness. I would be punished and so would you. Quit stalling and get a move on!"
by this time, Harry had woken up fully and was ready to go see the man that would most likely kill him very soon. Despite all these negative thoughts Harry wasn't scared. Sure he knew he was going to die, but some how he wasn't scared. Maybe it was due to the fact that he was so tired from last night. Whatever it was it helped Harry face Voldemort.
"Go in." Snape pushed Harry through a doorway and Harry was faced with Voldemort for the fifth time.
"How nice to see you again, Harry." he smiled his snake smile. Harry knew that Voldemort was just trying to unnerve him, but as Harry smiled back Voldemort realized that Harry was anything but scared.
"You are a fool, potter. You are faced with death and still you smile. You really are no more than a fool."
"Could be. I wouldn't know because I compare myself to Dumbledore. He's a fool too, right?" Harry knew that it was a dangerous move, but he figured that if he were going to die, he would first toy with voldie.
"You are even more of a fool than Dumbledore. He at least realized that I am not one to play with."
"But its okay, right? I mean me being more foolish than Dumbledore. I'm younger than Dumbledore and young people are supposed to be dumber." Harry was mentally screaming at himself. How stupid was he? He was practically ordering Voldemort to kill him.
"Who do you think you're talking to?"
if you want to do something wrong, do it right.
"Lets see, who could I be talking to? Snape? Nah wont waste my time with him. Any others here?" Harry pretended to look around and then gave a surprised yelp as he saw Voldemort. "Another person, this time someone more important than Snape. Guess I'm talking to you then."
Idiot, idiot, idiot!
"Actually scratch that. Snape at least has the title of professor. you have no title. just a plain common name; tom."
Moron alert!
"Tom Marvolo Riddle."
Voldemort looked like he was about to pop a vein and his normally controlled and pale face was flushed with anger. Harry looked at him and saw death written in his eyes. Harry knew he was going to die. There was no way around it.
"My name is not tom! Its Voldemort!" this was the first time that Harry had heard Voldemort raise his voice out of anger.
It was definitely not a good sign.
How on earth would Harry get out of this? This time he had dug a hole too deep to get out of.
"You know potter, I would've let you die in peace, but now that you've offended me I don't think that you should be let off that easy. Crucio!"
The next few minutes were nothing but pain to Harry. He didn't even realize that he was screaming. Harry nearly tore out his vocal cords when Voldemort increased the pain the curse was causing.
Then the pain finally stopped. Harry was left on the ground, panting and barely conscious.
"Did you like that, Harry? You didn't did you? No. No one has ever liked that one, no one but me. Always been a favourite."
To Harry, who only heard a few words, this sounded like: "like...Harry...nt did...one has...ever lik...one...but me...been...rite." not that he even cared what Voldemort was talking about.
"Ready for another round?"
Without even waiting for an answer Voldemort threw another curse at Harry.
This one caused Harry a really nauseating pain and made him throw up. Of course he hadn't eaten anything, so there was really nothing to throw up.
"Well that wasn't too much fun... lets try something else." Voldemort thought for a while and then yet again aimed a curse at Harry.
"Visionos!"
At first Harry felt nothing, but then everything went black. When everything came back to focus, Harry was standing and watching his father get killed after Voldemort had burst in through the door. Then he watched as Voldemort climbed the stairs very slowly, taking pleasure as some of them creaked.
Voldemort was on the last step when he paused to listen to Lilly Potter's fast breathing. he found great pleasure in making people scared. He enjoyed it more than killing, and that was saying something.
Harry could only wait for Voldemort to move because he couldn't be himself. He, too, heard his mother's quick breaths, but had no power to stop Voldemort.
Finally after a long pause Voldemort continued his way to Harry's door. He opened it with a simple blasting spell, for he knew that Lily would've locked the door with an 'anti-alohamora' spell.
Lilly begged and begged for Voldemort to kill her instead of Harry, but her pleas went to deaf ears.
All Harry could do was watch when Voldemort raised his wand and uttered the two most feared words in the Wizarding world: "Avada Kedavra!"
There was a scream and everything went black again. The next thing Harry was aware of was a lot of noise. There were angry shouts thrown from one side of the room to the other. Harry had no idea what they were saying, but he knew that he had a pounding headache and the noise wasn't helping any.
"Harry!" Harry understood that one and he also recognized the person who that voice belonged to.
Suddenly not so tired any more, Harry lifted his head and looked around. Only then did he notice that there was a battle going on between Dumbledore and Voldemort group. Sirius, who had called to Harry earlier, was running towards him as fast as he could, with the curses flying around.
Once Sirius reached Harry he kneeled next to him and asked if he could stand and walk.
"I think so…" Harry got up and managed to stay up.
"Come on lets go to Dumbledore so that we can get out of here." Sirius was pulling Harry along fast while keeping a protection shield up. Suddenly Harry's legs gave out and he lurched sideways. He crashed right into Voldemort, who was fighting Dumbledore.
"Well, well, well, if it isn't Potter. How nice of you to drop by." Voldemort pulled Harry in front of him and held his wand to Harry's head. "Tell your army to stop moving, or else." His wand gave out a few sparks, but he didn't hurt Harry.
"Lower your weapons!" Dumbledore commanded and everyone did as was told; everyone, but Sirius.
He gave a last prayer to Lily and James before he dived at Voldemort.
Taken totally be surprise, Voldemort fell down and Harry crashed with him. Sirius acted fast and pulled Harry up and away from Voldemort.
Everyone from the Order acted fast and pulled out their Portkeys. Soon they all had disappeared and Voldemort was left screaming bloody murderer
…
"Harry…Harry, wake up. Please Harry."
Harry slowly opened his eyes to find a pair of really worried ones looking at him.
"How are you feeling?"
"Like I was just run over by the Hogwarts Express." Despite the situation, Sirius gave a small laugh.
"Good to know that you're well enough to make jokes." Harry gave a small smile, too, but it soon turned into a frown.
"Sirius, I'm sorry for not listening to you and all. I—"
"That's okay Harry. I understand; you don't need to explain. I'm just glad that I have you now."
"I'm glad to be here with you, too. I don't have to go back to the Dursley's, do I?"
" No you don't. Dumbledore thought that it might bring back some bad memories." Sirius noticed that Harry's eyes were struggling to stay open. "Get some rest, Kiddo. Trust me when I say that you'll need it. You are going to have the best summer ever! The Weasley's and Hermione are going to be here and we could have a game of Quidditch and play Exploding Snap and eat all kinds of candies and have fun with them. Then we also could…"
Harry fell asleep listening to Sirius' promises of the best summer and he dreamt of all the things he and his friends could do.
… THE END …
A/N: Once again: I'm sorry for the delay. I hope that this chapter was good. I really tried to make it the best possible in the short amount of time that I have (I'm going back to Finland for the summer tomorrow). If you want the sequel tell me in a review. I'll be writing it during the summer, but if you don't want it I won't post it.
How many of you have started reading the new Harry Potter? It came out today if my sources are correct. I'll get it when I arrive at my house in Finland. Have fun reading this and the book!
HAVE A GREAT SUMMER EVERYONE! I'll see you all on the 22nd!
I'll miss you Kylie!