Disclaimer: these r gettin borin,I dnt own Harry Potter of nethin 2 do wiv him except for this storyline so dnt moan!
Harry was numb and didn't know how he'd gotten back to The Burrow, all that was going through his mind right at this moment was the feeling of guilt and his plan of revenge.
Harry decided now that he wasn't going back to Hogwarts this year, he needed to end this war as soon as he could, so deciding to search for the horcruxes instead made sense to him, once the war is over then maybe he could study and take his N.E.W.Ts, if he survives this war that is.
Harry told Ron and Hermione what he was planning to do and they both agreed that they would go with him and help him, Hermione agreed straight away but Ron had his doubts but agreed in the end, Harry was glad to have these two loyal friends and he knew along the road they were going to travel along that he'd need help.
The day after Moody's funeral they decided to tell the others what they planned, Mrs Weasley didn't take the news very well at all as she burst into tears when they told her and kept muttering to herself about losing another son to this war like Ron was already dead, it seemed like she was going crazy as she was lead from the room by Lupin and Tonks, even after the outburst Harry was determined to follow his plan, weakness like what he'd just seen couldn't get in his way now, he needed to be strong.
Ron was close to tears after seeing his mother like that, he was doubting more now whether he should leave with Harry and Hermione as it felt like he was betraying his family by going after all they've done for him he just couldn't do it. He was just about to turn round and tell them he wasn't going when Harry said to him
"Ron you're not coming with us, your family needs you more than I and Hermione do, your feelings and doubt will only get in the way in the battles and I can't let you come, you're not cut out for these upcoming battles, you are not a fighter and it shows in your lack of magical ability, Goodbye"
Without another word both Hermione and Harry disapparated and left Ron there feeling shocked and numb, his best friend and the girl he loved had just vanished from his life but what hurt most was what Harry said about his ability, he'd pay for that, Ron thought he'd make sure that Harry regretted leaving him behind.
Hermione and Harry didn't stay anywhere that night as they decided to start looking for the horcruxes straight away, after all this war was in full swing now and it wouldn't pause just cause they needed rest, they looked at the list of all the likely places Voldemort would hide his horcruxes, looking at the maps and they realised that they had loads of travelling to do, Voldemort didn't want to make it too easy for people to destroy him after all but his downfall would be his pride and predictability. The first place seemed obvious to Harry – Voldemort's fathers' graves, as he was proud to have murdered his own muggle father and it seemed like it was his first ever killing. The thing that took the piss once they found the graveyard was finding the damn grave.
They finally found the grave just as Hermione collapsed with exhaustion, Harry thought he'd let her sleep after all she did look beautiful as she slept, he hit his head on the gravestone for thinking such a thing, he couldn't let feelings get in the way and he couldn't be weak, Voldemort never let his feelings get in the way and he was so powerful, Harry needed to sort out his feelings or he'd end up losing. He healed his cut on his head easily and started digging with his hands and it was tiring work, he had to work through the protective spells which were powerful and well-worked, Harry tried ripping through the spells all at once but it was too hard, he had to do it in smaller chunks so he wasn't so drained at the end.
Harry collapsed after an hour of digging and ripping apart the spells Voldemort had worked, he was both magically and physically exhausted, he lay on the ground barely conscious as he heard someone shout "Crucio" and the night was pierced by Hermione's screams of agony. Harry looked around to see a tall hooded wizard with his wand pointed at Hermione who was laying on the floor with tears coming from her eyes and blood slowly trickling from her nose, the wizard started laughing as Harry screamed for him to stop, the wizard stop the torture and started laughing, he recognised that laugh, but it sounded colder, if this wizard changed sides like it seemed then what had made this loyal person change sides so suddenly, was his hunger for power really this bad?
wot do u think of this chapter,can u guess who it is under the hood?