Disclaimer - On Chapter 1
Chapter 3:
A week had passed by since Harry and Hermione started their search. Book after book had gone through on how to find Voldemort. Harry also kept on the lookout for clues that Voldemort may give such as random killings or some sort of unexplained occurence.
But alas... nothing!
"Harry! Harry! Come quick. Oh I don't know why I never thought of it before!" Hermione yelled and cursed herself.
Harry sprinted over to Hermione who had many books in front of her all scattered, some open, but there was a smaller one in leather with pages that looked browned from time.
She pushed the book away from her and then said, "Harry your scar... Its a connection to You-Know-Who right?"
Harry nodded and was about to say how Voldemort had been most difficult to reach anymore now that his power was gaining stronger.
"Well, Harry, we can use this potion, charm and dark magic in one. It connects you guys in a way... in a more on call situation"
Harry nodded letting Hermione continue.
"Mind you, it will be difficult, but has their ever been something that hasn't been?"
Harry nodded again about to say something about the blasted Polyjuice Potion in Second Year.
"It will take about a month to make, plus the charm and the dark magic which I am completely against, but you must fight fire with fire!"
"Well, Herms... lets get started!"
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"Well... I doubt that you will talk for me if you refuse to talk to my master. Which I don't
honestly understand why he didn't just use the Imperius on you and get it over with!" Said
Malfoy with irritation hinted in his tone.
She snuffed her nose at him and wanted so bad to just attack him.
"So what are you... Mudblood I bet."
She smirked, but didn't know herself so just acted like she did.
"At least I am not a slimeball who refuses to keep clean!"
Malfoy opened his mouth to say something when he smirked and pointed his wand at her.
"Don't make me do something I will regret!"
"Your pathetic... Malfoy they call you? Oh... you must be Draco... Draco meaning Dragon. A very fierce creature that often resembles spirit and fire and stuff... You are neither fierce nor a noble spirit, but a flake. I could take you out with or without magic."
He dropped his jaw. He didn't understand Americans. He knew they were a very proud race since they won some sort of war against Britain a long time ago and had never lost.
"At least I am not a mudblood. Honestly look at those clothes! How could one ever look more ridiculous."
"Honestly Malfoy is that the best you can come up with? God..."
He pointed his wand at her and without saying anything a red light came out and she slumped to the floor covered in boils and burns.
She began muttering ow and tried hard to not move or touch herself. Her eyes dared move to meet his gaze which threw a triumphent look at her.
"Honestly... ugh... You need to beat me with magic... Do you have no back bone you can't beat me in a fist fight or are you to afraid that pretty little face of yours will get messed up by a girls punch?"
He flicked his wand and her boils and burns were gone.
She got up and watched Malfoy turn as someone made a noise out from their door. She took the time to jump on his back and throw her arm around his neck and began squeezing into his neck.
"I could kill you right now. I won't have any remorse. Your foul. Your dirty and most of all you smell bad! Almost as bad as the smell of sewage!"
Voldemort walked into the door watching as the girl used muggle antics against his youngest death eater. He smirked as Malfoy wailed his arms around hitting the girl in the face multiple times, but not once did she flinch or let go. Definantly a black as was her heart disguised by a classic beauty.
"Enough!" He yelled.
She refused to let him go, but Malfoy stopped moving even though he made weird noises which indicated her grip on his throat.
Voldemort waved his wand and both Malfoy and she were flung against the wall.
"Apparently you can't do anything right Malfoy!"
"Lord... I ... "
"Crucio!"
Malfoy screamed in pain as the searing hot knife feeling covered him from head to toe. He fell to the ground slumped, screaming like a girl when finally Voldemort released him.
"And as for you little girl!"
She was already against the wall, she had nowhere else to go. As he came closer she went to going to the side, pushing Malfoy out of the way. She opened the door which somehow wasn't locked and began sprinting through the hall only to fall on more hooded figures and her horse being zapped at.
She looked behind her and saw Voldemort walking back towards her and Malfoy running for her. She clotheslined Malfoy and took his wand.
"I will kill all of you if you don't leave MY horse alone!" She bellowed amongst the laughter.
They all turned around finding Voldemort coming closer to her and Malfoys wand at the ready for all of them.
"I will!"
She turned towards Voldemort. "And I will kill you too!"
Voldemort sneered at her, but dared take two more steps towards her. She didn't turn her back right away, but ran towards her horse pushing through the death eaters.
"Stupefy!" She yelled as the wand amazingly obeyed and stunned everyone except Voldemort.
He would catch her after he unstunned his loyal servants. She got on her horse halter and bridleless and kicked her horse into loping. She used her legs to try and direct her horse to where it should be going, but eventually she just let her horse go towards the door.
She pointed the wand at a door and made it open as they galloped from the house into a forest.
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Harry and Hermione began brewing the potion immediately. He had no idea where his god sister would be. Nor the danger she would be in or if she was even alive for the most part.
"Harry hand me the splash of Risan."
Harry looked amongst the powders and liquids they had gotten in the past week. They had a rainbow of colors among the blacks, browns and grays of things. He grabbed the Risan and handed it to Hermione who poured carefully in some.
The potion soon become an odd green color and turned orange then a cool calm blue. They continued this well into the week.
Now all they had to do was add some ingredient called Jinkil in it once every day at the same time everyday down to the last second.
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The girl had pushed her horse as far as possible. But after 10 miles her horse couldn't even
lope anymore. She got off her horse and tied and let the horse walk around. She knew she
wouldn't go far as the horse never did.
She couldn't go home. She knew they would only come back and she didn't even know why they wanted her.
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Voldemort let the girl slip from his grasp. She couldn't leave the forest even if she wanted.
It was only the back of the enchanted headquarters they had put up around the outskirts of
the house. The girl would only seem like she was going somewhere, but she was really
going nowhere.
The Death Eaters were finally unparalyzed and in fear of their Master. They watched him as he calmly walked out towards where the girl had headed. In the blink of an eye there was a small pop and he was gone, another pop and he was beside the girl.
"No! Just leave me alone! What did I do?" She screamed at him.
He said nothing as he grabbed her arm and apparated back to the headquarters.