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From: Midnight Walker ( http: )
It's hard to say wether i liked it or not because im confused. ok, here's why im
confused: i don't talking. i don't know who killed who or what's going on. yes i
know, i know..im hopeless... but anyway that's really all i have to say, so
whenever u get the chance,pretty please explain what i written above? i'll buy
u virtual ice cream...lol
Hmmm i think I shall take you up on that offer :D...
Well ok... I think Ill just double check it through before adding any corrections. I hate it when a story doesnt make sense.
Oh just by scanning the first bit I see the problem. The scene breakers seem to have been removed ( style not the old xoxoxox) ill just edit it now. Stupid Oh and If your bored or want to read the story without reviewer response, or if you want to read a version that might make more sense (chapter breaks still there) then search for the story name on I would link but no doubt FF would remove it. Oh well here it is the return on the evil XOX breaks. or maybe ill make some new ones...
An: You know… Im astonished at how many people actually like this story. In my opinion this story is one of the worst out there but apparently not as its AFF rating is 5/5 stars.
From: god in hell
i only read storys over 20 words
just read the first chapter and liked it
from hell
GOD
I think that's supposed to be 20,000?
From: katriana souless
Please don't kill me because then i won't be able to read anymore of your
wonderful story. it is a great one and i hope you update soon!
Its ok… I only kill the ones that Don't review. And for the flamers I think they will enjoy a lifetime of agony inside of one of Harry's new dungeons. evil grin
From: Midnight Walker
Ah...i thought i'd review after you freakin burned the word REVIEW, into my head. very good, voldemort is actually kinda funny...i like it. update soon!
Much Love, Midnight Walker
LOL. My subtle legimancy worked then?
From: Night-owl123:
yes, a christmas tree w/ a present under it... believe me, many of ur readers would like to know that evil evil person's email adress... gr anyway update soon.
Unfortunatly his email account is deleted (:( ) so no lynchings today
A/n: Anyways I decided to post this sooner than normal but the rule still stands. Of and im sorry that my yahoo isn' t being updated but they won't let me sign in so… Oh and sorry for a few mistakes in this chapter but my MS word is screwing up… if its another virus then I will kill… someone…. draws very sharp serrated katana
Also my internet has decided to bugger itself. So that leaves me stranded in very deep waters. I can type this but you won't read it for quite a while………. Oh and sorry for the crappiness of the first part. Im too tired at the moment but since I've made you wait such a ling time I decided to update.
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By the time the assembly had gotten over the shock of their masters arch-enemy appearing in the centre of the hall it was too late, and by the time they had drawn their wands, over half of the assembly lay scattered around the floor. Many of them would not be rising again.
Harry spun round as a curse flew towards him, simply raising a hand, deflecting the curse back to it's owner. The screams that echoed through the hall convinced him that it was defiantly worth the effort needed to pull of such a manoeuvre.
'Damn this armours heavy'
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Lord Voldemort (the indestructible) watched the armoured behemoth that stood in the centre of the hall. The figure seemed totally at ease as he sent curses rebounding back to their owners, ever so often dodging or the occasional green light. Voldemort smirked: This meant the ?man? was only human. (?man? means it's a question he is asking himself mid sentence and therefore doesn't deserve to be at the end.)
The figure turned towards him and Voldemort inhaled sharply, nearly chocking at the sudden rush of breath, and the fact that he was now face to fact with his archenemy.
The hall was silent as the remaining death eaters watched as the two looming figures stared each other down, each looking for a weakness or a wound that could be used to his advantage. At length, Voldemort cracked first.
"Mr Potter. What a surprise it is to see you here. You've grown!"
Voldemort smiled uneasily as he reached out an arm, in a gesture of mock-friendliness.
The cold emerald eyes that stared up at him disalued him from any sort of pleasantry. And at that moment Voldemort realised that he was in very… very deep shit.
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Every set of eyes rested on the two. However one pair was glazed over as the memories of what had happened at the department of mysteries poured forth.
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'Always,' echoed Malfoy softly. "Now, give me the prophecy potter.'
'I want to know where Sirius is'
'I want to know where Sirius is' she heard her own voice mimic. As the other death eaters stepped closer.
'You've got him. He's here. I know he is.'
'The little baby woke up fwightened and fort what it dweamed was twoo'
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'You need persuasion' she said, her chest rising and falling rapidly. 'very well- take the smallest one' she ordered the death eaters beside her. 'Let him watch while we torture the little girl. I'll do it.'
The wide eyed form of Sirius black flying across the room, his handsome feature twisted in an expression of shock-horror before they disappeared forever as the folds of the veil enveloped him.
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Voldemort twirled his wand uneasily as he stared at the young man before him. Inside him he was raging an emotional battle… no… war with himself. He could easily see that Harry and indeed grown. And the changes were not all so physical. At length he sighed.
"Well get it over with."
The assembly was shocked at this statement. Even Harry seemed to be a little thrown off. Although this was not the affect he had wanted, or at least what he thought would have happened, he, being a Slytherin knew how to us e every twist in a situation to his advantage
"CRUCIO!"
The spell whizzed towards the figure who raised his hand, the bolt of blue light failing, and at the last second dissipating leaving a very shocked (and scared) dark lord staring at the small amount of blue powder that lay at the feet of his adversary.
It was at this time, that for the second time in his life (The first time being Halloween 1981, Harry Potters 1st birthday to be precise.) Voldemort actually pissed himself.
Silence reigned around the hall as a cowed and feeble dark lord (with a large, quickly spreading damp patch) looked feebly around the room.
"Get him?"
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The cloaked figure slowly stepped to his feet, blood dripping from the split lip he had been gifted with earlier, only to be knocked down again by a well place blow. From his prone position he could see the faint outline of his adversary circling around his body.
What little energy he had left was slowly being sapped away. For a brief moment he considered giving up. That he should rather die then stay in this war-ridden and bloody plain, that he should give in and let whatever deity is watching from up eye judge him before casting him down from up high and making him pay the price for his deviation, his heresy.
However among the darkness there was still light, mustering all his strength he wheezed out a painful sentence, a whisper than only his adversary's fine tuned ears would be able to pick out.
"What are you waiting for warlock? An invitation? Strike me down, make me pay for my betrayal!"
through the haze of blood he saw the figure hesitate, and for a brief second he thought that his trick had worked. However it was then that he was crushed, literally.
The pain coursed from the pressure point, his lungs, around his body. Each organ or muscle being visited before the pain became a dull ache.
"Magnus the black, the darkest shadow of the harbingers, begging for death from those who he once fought along side. Tell me, Harbinger, are you afraid of death?"
The pain was over taking him. But as painful as it was he still needed to give his answer
"Dulce et decorum est Pro causa mori" (It is sweet and honourable to die for one's cause)
"So be it."
However before the final blow fell. A intuitive thought was heard in the mind of his killer
"Is mos exsequor mihi" (She will avenge me)
With no hesitation, the blade arched down.
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