The Chosen One's Battle
By: Neen
Author's Note:
This is merely my prediction and theories…please do not criticize me if you do not believe any of these…as I said before, these are most likely NOT going to be correct!
Please do not give me a long explanation of how you think that so-and-so shouldn't be like that…this is my story that I think is how the seventh Harry Potter novel will turn out vaguely like.
Please read this story with an unbiased (even if you pretend and still call me crazy on the side) view! Thanks.
Please be gentle (like, 'This needs some work' or something of the sort) because this is my first Harry Potter crew story…I've mostly concentrated on Lily and James (Marauder's Era) stuff…but I felt the need to post up this story because I have so many theories and thoughts…Thank you.
Chapter Six: Panic
Harry and Ginny went out of the Room of Requirement, feeling much happier now that they managed to destroy yet another horcrux.
They were off the grounds when Harry heard a low hissing. He whipped around, holding his wand out.
It was a large snake—and Harry knew it was Nagini.
He could not believe his luck and did not ponder to think why Nagini—Lord Voldemort's snake—would be loose on here.
Harry stared at Nagini. The snake slithered closer to Harry and was now almost two feet in front of him. Ginny stood back a bit.
"A human…" the snake hissed venomously, flicking out its tongue.
"Nagini…" Harry said back in Parseltongue.
"You know the snake language?"
"Yes, just like your master.."
"Master…master promised to feed me…he has not yet."
"Why are you over at the Dark side? You can get much better here—I can supply you with prey—large rats." Harry hissed, thinking immediately of Wormtail.
"I am hungry…I have not been fed in many days…but I will not leave Master."
"Why not?"
"I cannot leave Master."
"You cannot?"
"There is a special bond between my master and I, boy…that you may never dream of…"
"Bond?" Harry pressed eagerly. Dumbledore's theory was probably correct!
"I will say no more!"
Ginny had backed away a few feet, obviously scared of Nagini, who had hissed most menacingly now.
"Come closer, Nagini…"
"Why?"
"I have something great to give you." Harry stooped down to the ground.
The snake slithered over to Harry, glaring suspiciously at him.
Harry suddenly had an impulse to hug Nagini. He fought back—it was a snake—but he felt an invisible hand guide him and reluctantly, he hugged Nagini.
The snake spluttered and hissed loudly. "It burns!"
Harry hugged tighter. The snake finally went limp, and disappeared.
Harry stood up frantically. "Nagini! Where did she go?"
"She has gone, Potter."
Harry turned around. It was Snape.
"Snape! What are you doing here?" Harry had his wand raised, still slightly suspicious.
"Put your wand down, Potter. I am the one that has guided you throughout your journey, on Dumbledore's last orders," Snape said silkily, his robes swishing behind him as he neared Harry.
"Er—thanks, I guess," Harry mumbled and then his eyes widened. "Was that you? Making me hug that snake?"
"You would not have known any other way to destroy her. It was also I, who led her here for you to destroy," Snape said grimly, darting his eyes across the grounds, as if expecting someone to come.
"Potter. Be wary. I think that the Dark Lord will come…" Snape cautioned in a quiet voice.
"Here?" Harry stifled a desire to snort. "At Hogwarts?"
"Dumbledore's gone, Potter. The castle is quite defenseless…And you and I are standing outside of the castle's boundaries," Snape said, still quietly.
Harry's smile disappeared. "I know. You do not have to remind me again, Snape."
"You still think," Snape started silkily, "that I murdered Dumbledore on my own accord?"
Harry stumbled for words, "Er—no, I—I know what happened. Sorry for calling you a coward."
"I did not wish to kill him," Snape said softly.
"Yeah, I know that now," Harry said dully, picking at a fringe on his shirt.
Suddenly, Harry's mind was broken into without warning. Harry shouted "Protego!" quickly. Harry looked around wildly to see who attacked him.
Snape looked livid. "You have not been practicing?"
"Practicing what?" Harry asked, now clearly annoyed as he rubbed his head.
"Occlumency! I told you to learn to keep your mind blocked and your mouth shut! You have not even attempted!" Snape bellowed angrily.
"Well, I haven't had any time, have I now? Off destroying Voldemort's horcruxes! Who could have taught me?" Harry retorted back heatedly.
"I was there beside you the entire time!" Snape began, irritated, "If you only cared to look!"
"How? I was with Hermione, Ron, and Ginny the whole time! I didn't see you—unless you had an Invisibility Cloak?"
Snape suddenly looked slightly flustered, the first time Harry had ever seen him like that. "Well, I was the—inn keeper when you were at Wicked Witch Inn…"
"I didn't see you!" Harry said impatiently.
"I…I was that blonde witch, all right?" Snape snapped, a red hue taking on his face.
Harry nearly laughed if he didn't know that Snape would have hexed him into oblivion if he did. "The one that gave us the keys?"
"Yes," Snape muttered through gritted teeth.
"Is that why Hermione looked at you strangely?" Harry asked lightly.
"She's sharp…unlike you, obviously," Snape sneered.
"Well, I didn't catch on, all right? Sorry."
"I was also in Room 140, if you cared to notice that 138 and 142 were right next to each other. I was waiting the whole night—but no Potter came to knock on my door, asking that I teach him Occumency to defeat the Dark Lord…"
"I did see that! It's just that—well, I had things on my mind, all right?" Harry said angrily.
"I suppose you didn't figure out that it was I, that placed the Hufflepuff cup in the dirt at the graveyard—I, who positioned Ravenclaw's wand in the Room of Requirement! I—who found all the horcruxes after asking the Dark Lord patiently who's been getting quite suspicious of me and I, who have been suffering the consequences! You have no idea, Potter—how lucky you were to be able to find those things so quick," Snape continued loudly, as if not hearing Harry at all, rolling up his robe sleeve to reveal large, deep slashes in his arms.
Harry stared. "You did all that?" he asked hoarsely.
Snape nodded. "Oh, and your dear rodent pal—Wormtail—helped some…between all his whimperings," Snaped sneered nastily.
"Why?" Harry asked, completely puzzled.
"I cannot believe Dumbledore trusts such an ignorant boy to fulfill this great task! If you must know, Wormtail is merely repaying you back for saving his lousy, useless life. Wizard's debt," Snape explained in a bored tone.
Harry did not speak. "So, we're even now, right?"
"Not quite. He owes you his life," Snape said smugly.
"What do you mean by that?" Harry asked quickly.
Before Snape could answer however, a scream burst through the air.
Harry whipped around, looking for Ginny. She was gone. A burst of great panic ran through him.
"Harry Potter—good evening," a chilling voice appeared to his right and Harry turned, his eyes widened.
"Voldemort."
Voldemort's nostrils flared and his eyes glinted a deep red. With a wave of his wand, three people, bound tightly in thick ropes, appeared. It was Ron, Hermione, and Ginny.
"Harry! Oh, Harry—Voldemort raided St. Mungo's! Nearly half the Order's gone!" Hermione cried, sobbing. She had not fully healed yet and there were bright pink scars all over her face.
"Half the Order's gone," Harry repeated. His thoughts immediately went to the Weasley family, Tonks, Remus…
"Severus…" Voldemort's voice was cold. Voldemort laid a finger on Severus's Dark Mark as Snape grimaced in pain. A dozen Death Eaters appeared.
"Traitor! I knew it, my Lord! He was always in Dumbledore's league!" Bellatrix appeared, crying hysterically, pointing madly to Snape.
"I know already, Bella…there is nothing that escapes my eyes or mind…" Voldemort trailed off, staring his red eyes at Snape.
"Severus…you will pay, of course…but first, Harry—the one that has eluded my grasp for so long—there is no one to die for you again—Dumbledore is quite gone…Severus…though traitor he is, murdered him," Voldemort sneered openly, glancing over at the castle over the gates.
"Hogwarts…it will become a school of Dark Arts after I have defeated you," Voldemort continued casually.
"No! I won't let you!" Harry shouted angrily.
Voldemort looked slightly amused. "You won't let me? How, may I ask?"
Harry took a deep breath. "Wizard's duel. Wands only."
Voldemort paused a bit and Bellatrix quickly interrupted, "No, My Lord! Kill the boy at once!"
Voldemort stared at Bellatrix. "Are you one to give me orders?"
Bellatrix looked frightened and shrank. "No—of course not, My Lord…"
Voldemort turned back to Harry. "I accept."
Author's Note:
Now, I'm not so sure about whether or not Voldemort and Harry's final battle will take place at Hogwarts…it's just that J K R said that Voldemort loved the school and that it was special to both him and Harry…Anyways, for all we know J K R might place them in the middle of the Sahara desert…shakes head
Ohh, the next chapter's going to be the last…
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