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A/N: Hey everyone! Two chapters posted in one day! I figure I owe it to my loyal readers to have the next chapters posted! All the unknown spells, are all in Latin. Translated them from English! The story is done writing, however, I'm waiting for reviews! Next chapter has an idea which I made up! Hope you like this chapter!
Chapter 12: Midnight Appointment
Harry and Voldemort looked each other determinedly in the eyes. The suspense was murderous and scary. The quiet made it seem so horrible. Draco wanted to scream but it was almost hard. The storm outside started to become worse as the seconds moved on. The wind started to howl... it seemed as though someone was screaming in pain. The thunder thudded so hard on the cave walls, the cave shook and water dripped from the cave mountains at the top. The rain was gradually reaching the size of bucket and was falling hard. It looked like a sheet of glass rather then rain.
"EXPELLERIMUS!" yelled Harry as loud as he possibly could. Voldemort was hit with the spell, but his wand was still in his hand. He flipped and hit the cave wall; his arm shoulder was bleeding slightly. Now, he was more determined to kill Harry. Hermione sat beside a still bleeding Draco and watched. She was horrified and it had hardly began. She clutched his arm and bleeding abdomen.
"INERMUS!" he shouted. Harry was able to miss the spell but he had fallen towards the ground. Luckily, he was still not hurt. When Voldemort saw the spell had missed he shouted another spell that would, hopefully, inflict pain on him. He had barely said a thing when Harry gasped in pain.
"HARRY! ARE YOU ALRIGHT?" Hermione said panic stricken. Her eyes looked glassy as they flooded with tears. She wanted to see if he was alright. She knew the precise reason he was yelping in pain. Voldemort was feeling very murderous and hateful toward Harry and his parents. She had experienced this in their fifth year when he was feeling murderous. Harry still had not answered her. She figured it would show his weakness and in front of the Dark Lord, would not be the greatest idea.
"TRANSVOLITO!" Harry said, weakly. Voldemort was spinning around until he hit the pavement. He screamed in pain and was bleeding from his cheeks. He got up and yelled another spell aimed at Harry.
"CAECO!" he retorted. All of a sudden, the entire room went dark and Harry could not see or hear anything. He was spinning... faster and faster. He was dizzy. He went into a room of darkness and hit something hard. He felt a liquid trickle down his head. He did not know what it was. Could it have been blood? Where was it coming from?
He was still in a state of confusion and in the room of darkness. However, he started to spin again, hoping it was a sign that he may wake up. But it was false. His hopes were false. Instead, two figures walking towards him. Not knowing who or what they were, he started to panic. As the figures moved closer, he realized they resembled a man and a women. Although he could not see their faces, as it was dark, a light went on and the man and women walked closer. Into the light they came. It was a while before Harry noticed that his parents, Lily and James Potter, were standing in front of him.
"Son, you must do your best to defeat the Dark Lord. We are very proud of you, son," said James Potter.
"No matter what the outcome is, we will always love you!" said his mothers soft voice. Harry was slightly confused. His mother came forward and touched Harry's hand. Although, it was cold, he had never touched them. But he wondered whether or not they were ghost like they were three years ago at the Triwizard Tournament.
"We will do our best to protect you son!" said his parents in unison. They slowly started to descend back into the shadows were they had come. The farther they went, the smaller they looked. Harry tried to speak but nothing came out. What had they meant when they said they would try their best to protect him?
It was only a matter of time until he was back in the cave with Hermione, Draco, Lucius Malfoy and Voldemort.
"Nice, don't you think Harry? Got to see your parents again Harry?" drawled Lord Voldemorts voice. What Voldemort did not understand, Harry had a new passion to beat him and it was just seeing his parents and he wanted to make them proud. He slowly got up wand in hand ... ready with his next spell.
"RICTORSAMPRA!" Harry shouted. Voldemort was knocked off of his feet. When he got up, his feet started to tap dance. It was a funny sight and nearly everyone started to laugh. But a strong panic came over Harry. Draco was still bleeding, lightly.
"Hermione, don't worry. I'm fine," Draco said bravely. He put on a brave grimace just to show her that he was strong. However, Draco was getting weaker as the seconds went on. The re-opened wound started to sting and the bleeding had been less but he was still in a lot of pain. Hermione could not take it any more. She wanted to leave but knew that she had to stay and support Harry. After all, he was her best friend and best friends never turn their backs on one another.
"Your not okay, Draco. I know that you feel weak. You have lost a lot of blood, I know, but it will almost be over. I hope. Once Harry destroys Voldemort, we will be able to go to Madam Pomfrey and she can help you."
"She'll need to help you as well, Hermione. For all those cuts and bruises. You need to have those healed before they cause an infection," he said.
"I'm not worried about me, Draco its you I'm scared for. You have had the same cut open twice since Christmas time. It may have an infection." Harry listened to this and he finally realized the love that they had for each other. He still hated Draco, but he should at least get to know him. He had realized he had not gotten to know him before he got to know him. I need to concentrate on this battle before anything else.
"ADGULITINO!" Voldemort shouted. Almost immediately Harry was stuck to the ground in a sticky substance.
"Gum? I thought Voldemort was the most powerful dark wizard of our time?" Draco said angrily.
"You better be lucky that I like your father boy or else I would curse you." Draco raised his eyebrows in complete disbelief. Harry was still struggling. With a simple reversal charm, he was able to become free of the gum and fight against the Dark Lord.
"VULNIFICUS PERVELLO!" Voldemort shouted. Harry was on the floor, weak. He would have to say his last spell. He felt weary, weak and like he could not go on any farther. This was not the way he wanted to fight the Dark Lord. He wanted to be strong and powerful, but it had gone the opposite way that he had planned. Voldemort was a strong wizard and Harry stood no chance any more.
"MACERO!" Harry finally bellowed. Voldemort was hit and weakened. Harry and Voldemort lay on the ground bleeding and injured pretty badly.
Voldemort lay sprawled and motionless on the cold cave floor. The Boy Who Lived next to him. Harry's eyes slowly closed. Hermione gazed horrified as her best friend could die ... in front of her.
A/N: Hey everyone! Two chapters posted in one day! I figure I owe it to my loyal readers to have the next chapters posted! All the unknown spells, are all in Latin. Translated them from English! The story is done writing, however, I'm waiting for reviews! Next chapter has an idea which I made up! Hope you like this chapter!
Chapter 12: Midnight Appointment
Harry and Voldemort looked each other determinedly in the eyes. The suspense was murderous and scary. The quiet made it seem so horrible. Draco wanted to scream but it was almost hard. The storm outside started to become worse as the seconds moved on. The wind started to howl... it seemed as though someone was screaming in pain. The thunder thudded so hard on the cave walls, the cave shook and water dripped from the cave mountains at the top. The rain was gradually reaching the size of bucket and was falling hard. It looked like a sheet of glass rather then rain.
"EXPELLERIMUS!" yelled Harry as loud as he possibly could. Voldemort was hit with the spell, but his wand was still in his hand. He flipped and hit the cave wall; his arm shoulder was bleeding slightly. Now, he was more determined to kill Harry. Hermione sat beside a still bleeding Draco and watched. She was horrified and it had hardly began. She clutched his arm and bleeding abdomen.
"INERMUS!" he shouted. Harry was able to miss the spell but he had fallen towards the ground. Luckily, he was still not hurt. When Voldemort saw the spell had missed he shouted another spell that would, hopefully, inflict pain on him. He had barely said a thing when Harry gasped in pain.
"HARRY! ARE YOU ALRIGHT?" Hermione said panic stricken. Her eyes looked glassy as they flooded with tears. She wanted to see if he was alright. She knew the precise reason he was yelping in pain. Voldemort was feeling very murderous and hateful toward Harry and his parents. She had experienced this in their fifth year when he was feeling murderous. Harry still had not answered her. She figured it would show his weakness and in front of the Dark Lord, would not be the greatest idea.
"TRANSVOLITO!" Harry said, weakly. Voldemort was spinning around until he hit the pavement. He screamed in pain and was bleeding from his cheeks. He got up and yelled another spell aimed at Harry.
"CAECO!" he retorted. All of a sudden, the entire room went dark and Harry could not see or hear anything. He was spinning... faster and faster. He was dizzy. He went into a room of darkness and hit something hard. He felt a liquid trickle down his head. He did not know what it was. Could it have been blood? Where was it coming from?
He was still in a state of confusion and in the room of darkness. However, he started to spin again, hoping it was a sign that he may wake up. But it was false. His hopes were false. Instead, two figures walking towards him. Not knowing who or what they were, he started to panic. As the figures moved closer, he realized they resembled a man and a women. Although he could not see their faces, as it was dark, a light went on and the man and women walked closer. Into the light they came. It was a while before Harry noticed that his parents, Lily and James Potter, were standing in front of him.
"Son, you must do your best to defeat the Dark Lord. We are very proud of you, son," said James Potter.
"No matter what the outcome is, we will always love you!" said his mothers soft voice. Harry was slightly confused. His mother came forward and touched Harry's hand. Although, it was cold, he had never touched them. But he wondered whether or not they were ghost like they were three years ago at the Triwizard Tournament.
"We will do our best to protect you son!" said his parents in unison. They slowly started to descend back into the shadows were they had come. The farther they went, the smaller they looked. Harry tried to speak but nothing came out. What had they meant when they said they would try their best to protect him?
It was only a matter of time until he was back in the cave with Hermione, Draco, Lucius Malfoy and Voldemort.
"Nice, don't you think Harry? Got to see your parents again Harry?" drawled Lord Voldemorts voice. What Voldemort did not understand, Harry had a new passion to beat him and it was just seeing his parents and he wanted to make them proud. He slowly got up wand in hand ... ready with his next spell.
"RICTORSAMPRA!" Harry shouted. Voldemort was knocked off of his feet. When he got up, his feet started to tap dance. It was a funny sight and nearly everyone started to laugh. But a strong panic came over Harry. Draco was still bleeding, lightly.
"Hermione, don't worry. I'm fine," Draco said bravely. He put on a brave grimace just to show her that he was strong. However, Draco was getting weaker as the seconds went on. The re-opened wound started to sting and the bleeding had been less but he was still in a lot of pain. Hermione could not take it any more. She wanted to leave but knew that she had to stay and support Harry. After all, he was her best friend and best friends never turn their backs on one another.
"Your not okay, Draco. I know that you feel weak. You have lost a lot of blood, I know, but it will almost be over. I hope. Once Harry destroys Voldemort, we will be able to go to Madam Pomfrey and she can help you."
"She'll need to help you as well, Hermione. For all those cuts and bruises. You need to have those healed before they cause an infection," he said.
"I'm not worried about me, Draco its you I'm scared for. You have had the same cut open twice since Christmas time. It may have an infection." Harry listened to this and he finally realized the love that they had for each other. He still hated Draco, but he should at least get to know him. He had realized he had not gotten to know him before he got to know him. I need to concentrate on this battle before anything else.
"ADGULITINO!" Voldemort shouted. Almost immediately Harry was stuck to the ground in a sticky substance.
"Gum? I thought Voldemort was the most powerful dark wizard of our time?" Draco said angrily.
"You better be lucky that I like your father boy or else I would curse you." Draco raised his eyebrows in complete disbelief. Harry was still struggling. With a simple reversal charm, he was able to become free of the gum and fight against the Dark Lord.
"VULNIFICUS PERVELLO!" Voldemort shouted. Harry was on the floor, weak. He would have to say his last spell. He felt weary, weak and like he could not go on any farther. This was not the way he wanted to fight the Dark Lord. He wanted to be strong and powerful, but it had gone the opposite way that he had planned. Voldemort was a strong wizard and Harry stood no chance any more.
"MACERO!" Harry finally bellowed. Voldemort was hit and weakened. Harry and Voldemort lay on the ground bleeding and injured pretty badly.
Voldemort lay sprawled and motionless on the cold cave floor. The Boy Who Lived next to him. Harry's eyes slowly closed. Hermione gazed horrified as her best friend could die ... in front of her.