Harry Potter and the Final Horcrux
(Hey yo People! Push Me invades Harry Potter! More terrifying than Lord Voldemort, and more dashingly handsome than Draco Malfoy, I'm gonna write how I THINK the 7th year will go! R.A.B revealed! Read on to find out who, and the final Horcrux is also revealed! There'll be loadsa clues, along with A RonXHermione romance, but it's BASED on Harry, with Ron Hermione background...So, FLAME ON!
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((Sound of TV flicking off)) They gone? Good...Moochers...expect everything on a pla...IT'S STILL ON!)
Harry Potter and the Final Horcrux
Chapter 1-A Past and Present
The night was very still... to still perhaps, to be of natural creation. As if another presence was silencing it, asking it to shush with a raised hand. A strong...almost Magical presence, one could say...
Well, if one were to say magical, they'd be correct...The stillness WAS in fact magical.
Mist floated through the streets, a strange, rather thick mist that clung to every spider web and window, making them shimmer in the moonlight. The silver moon above, impressed a feeling of hoplessness, dread, on all below, wizard and muggle alike.
The silence was only broken by the soft steps of a young man, creeping through the streets.
His face was hooded, and masked, and he wore a long cloak that hid his form from view. He wasn't very tall, and it was clear to all around him that he was very young, possibly no older than 17.
It would also have been clear to everyone, that he was anxious, scared even.
He crept through the streets, looking nervously around every few steps, as if expecting somebody else to just pop out off the mist.
''Good evening, Regulus...'' a cold voice droned from the mist, making the man jump a mile in the air and having to cover his mouth to stop himself crying out. He took in the appearence of the man in front of him, his hooked nose and curtained black, greasyhair almost covering the satisfied smirk he was wearing.
''G...good evening Severus...'' he replied, shifting uncomfortably and trying to step around his obstuction. The man held out his arm and stopped him, pushing him back. The boy gulped, retreating backwards until his back was against the wall of the building behind him.''Wh...what can I do for you?''
The man called Severus smirked, walking forward to close the distance and any chance of retreat the man had.
''Not much, Regulus, not much. In fact, you can do less for me than you can for the Dark Lord. He gives you one mission, and you fail it...''
''Th...That's not fair!'' Regulus muttered,''It's impossible!''
''It is NOT impossible,''Severus spat,'' for wizards who are indeed LOYAL to their master.''
''I AM loyal! There is NOTHING I wouldn't do for him, NOTHING!'' Regulus stood straighter, drawing his face level with the man before him.
''Except this?'' Severus hissed, his face reddining on his unmasked cheeks.
''He is...too powerful... I cannot do it alone...'' Regulus muttered.''Please Snape, he trusts you...You could do it for me...and...and take the credit...''
''No!'' Snape whispered violently, struggling to keep his voice low, and even.''He asked YOU to do it Regulus, if you cannot, you must tell him. You disgrace the Black family... maybe more so than your brother...''
Regulus flared up at this comment, pulling his wand and pointing it at Severus.
''THAT'S A DAMN LIE!'' he screeched,''I AM NO BLOOD TRAITOR LIKE HIM! I HAVE ALWAYS PAID HEED TO THE DARK LORD! ALWAYS!''
Severus looked unimpressed at his attempted threat, merely gazing down his wand, his face emotionless, calm even.
''Why then,'' Regulus began again calmly,''did the Dark Lord send you here to meet me, when you will not aid me?''
Severus smirked again.
''He did not...'' he whispered, '' I came of my own free will... I know what you did, Regulus, and when the Dark Lord finds out...he will kill you...'' Snape said calmly, as if discussing the matter of the weather.
Regulus flustered, his mouth dropping open and closed as though he had been silenced,''How did...How'd you?'' he began, silencing when Snape drew his wand.
''But...'' Snape began,'' I want the pleasure of killing at least ONE Black...So it's your lucky day!''
Regulus barged him, heading down the street at full pelt, knocking Severus off balance, momentairily.
Snape raised his wand, and pointed it down the street after him.
''Avada Kedavra!'' he yelled, everything going black and Harry Potter waking suddenly...
He rubbed his eyes, fumbling round on the desk beside his bed, searching frantically for his glasses. He found them and pressed them onto his face, turning to the clock on his bedside for reasurrance.
2:31
He'd gotten an hour sleep that time at least...
He flicked on the lamp beside his bed, and buried his face in his hands.
The dreams were becoming increasingly frequent, since he had left Hogwarts just under two weeks ago.
The cup, The snake, Something of Ravenclaw of Gryffindor's
Harry ticked over in his mind, for what felt like the thousandth time.
This is what he had to do the REST of his life...hunt down the broken pieces of Voldemort, and destroy them, ten finally, take on the Dark Lord himself...
All around him and his friends, the war really had begun, both sides with casualtys and losses, some major, some minor.
There had been betrayal, faith, hate and trust, all mixed together in a swell of emotions, making all seem the same in the bitter fighting.
His uncle grunted next door, and Harry flicked off his lamp, not wanting to be caught awake.
He hated the dark...when the thought flooded back to him.
Dumbledore...
Dumbledore was dead...
Albus Dumbledore...The only barrier between the forces of Darkness and their spoils... The only Barrier between Lord Voldemort and Harry...
And now he was gone...
Harry, and the wizrding world weren't safe anymore.
Dumbledore was gone... killed by someone he had foolishly trusted with secrets, and his life on many occasions...
Harry relented that he wasn't going to get muchsleep again that night and stood up, pacing his room as he so often had this summer.
He was surprised there wasn't a trench yet...
He was scared by the idea of the life he had before him, yet couldn't wait...
That maniac, after all he'd done to Harry, he couldn't wait to get near him. He wanted to scream and shout until the Dark Lord heard, and came running to this very location to find him...
But he wouldn't do that...
Enough people had died because of him already...
He didn't want to put the Dursley's on that list as well.
He was leaning, his face against the window, when he saw a speck in the distance.
A snowy white speck, flapping it's wings, heading right for his window.
Hedwig had returned with Ron and Hermione's reply to his letter, the yellow parchment cluthced tightly in her beak.
He opened the window, standing back as the owl flew in and landed gracefully on the bed, holding out her leg for him to take the letter.
He fumbled with the knot with one hand, the other ruffling Hedwig's back feathers, as she clicked contently.
Haing finally gotten the parchment free, he unfolded it and began to read the neat, tidy scrawl that could only be Hermione's.
Dear Harry,
Hi! We've been missing you loads too, and yes obviously, I'm here at the burrow. Ron's being his normal charming host, getting up at noon and leaving ALMOST instantly (He grunts and stuffs his face first) to play quidditch with his brothers, leaving me with Ginny and Phlem. It's really strange...Phl...Fluer is ACTUALLY nice now! Maybe Ginny scares her, but she's stopped treating her like a three year old, and I think her and Mrs Weasley may actually be friends!
By the Way, HAPPY BIRTHDAY!
Harry gasped. He'd forgotten it was his birthday...He didn't know such ordinairy things still existed,
We couldn't send your present, but we're bringing it tommorow, when we pick you up and take you back to the Burrow! We're'll be coming afternoon I expect, because Ron's not up before 12...Sorry if this woke you, ut it's important. I told Hedwig to screech in your ear if she had to. ou can do magic now, and you can take your apparition test with Ron this Summer! We'll see you tommorow!
Love,
Hermione
Ron
Harry reread theletter several ties before it's meaning sank in...
Ron and Hermione were coming to take him away from the burrow as he had always dreamed they would...
He would never have to set foot in the dursley's house again, now he was of age. He could walk out now, and it wouldn't make a difference.
He smiled at the thought of how the Dursley's would take this news...Jumping on tables and dancing or throwing a party seemed to fit nicely in this picture.
He could get a place of his own, just like Sirius, and always be welcome at the Weasley's...
With these happy thoughts, he drifted to a peaceful sleep for the first time in months.
A lot of commotion from te hall below brought Harry out of his peaceful dreams a bit sooner than he would of liked. His nose painful from whene he'd slept with his glasses on, he sat up, glancing at the clock showing the time to be 9:47.
He could hear a heted conversation below him, not quite making out the words, but distinguishing that there was three voices bickering, getting steadily louder and more fierce.
He knew when his Uncle was preparing for an argumet, and he could hear his murmur of a voice getting in it's stride now.
He heard a light, calm voice speaking evenly, obviously trying to reason with Vernon Dursley...an impossible feat...his Uncle's voice stiffened, and another male's voice joined the fray, it's voice ow, and threatening.
Harry didn't envy the voices as the inevitable boom happened.
''HOW DARE YOU BARGE INTO MY HOUSE AND DEMAND ANYTHING! YOU'RE NOT TAKING ANOTHER STEP ONTO MY PROPERTY! NOW GET THE HE... DON'T POINT THAT THING AT ME,BOY!''
It was clear to Harry that Uncle Vernon was not intimidated, but building himself up into a rage, feared by Harry as his Uncles "Unstoppable mode.''
''WE'RE NOT GOING WITHOUT HIM! JUST LET US TAKE HIM AND WE'LL GO!''
The male voice responded to Vernon Dursley's yelling with equal, maybe greater force.
They're was a wild scuffling sound, a scream, and a bang.
Harry leapt up, reaching the door and grabbing it, just as it was forcedopen from the other side, sending Harry flying accross the room, landing painfully on his back.
Harry looked up and saw Ron Weasley standng in his doorway, obscenely tall now and a (rather forced) smile on his face.
''You ok?'' he asked holding out his hand to help Harry up.
''I was...'' Harry muttered, rubbing his back,''Until YOU showed up, you great Prat!''
''Yeah, Sorry we're early... It took all my reasoning power not to gether come at 7...''
He looked aroud at the mess in Harry's room.
''You haven't packed then?''
Harry shook his head. He was about to runaround collecting all his school articles, but Ron held out a hand.
''Watch,'' he said smugly.
He pulled out his wand, and gave it a casual flick, casing EVERYthing in Harry's room to fly across the room and landing haphazardly in his trunk, which closed and bolted itself.
He admired Harry's bewidered gaze before adding,
''You sleep in the same room as HER,'' he gestured to the hall,''You learn a few things...''
He looked around, to see if he'd missed anything.
''We set?''
''How're we getting there?'' Harry asked. He and Ron couldn't Apparate yet, and it didn't seem like they'd brought an adult with them.
''Oh. She's'' Harry noticed he hadn't actually said Hermione's name yet, and was using the pronouns icily, '' apparating us. Just to prove she can probably, but it's a trek to the apparition point. Come on, we better get going.''
They stepped down the stairs, Harry with his trunk, and Ron holding hedwig, who was securely in her cage, and walked past the kitchen, where the dursley's were banging wildly on the door. Harry laughed slightly to himself, wondering how long they'd be stuck before the charm wore off.
He reached the bottom of the stairs and his vision was momentairily obscured by a mane of bushy brown hair, as Hermione wrapped her arms round him.
''Hello Hermione...'' he gasped, trying to pry her off.
She recoiled, and beamed at him, and he could see dark circles under her eyes, and her skin pale, as though she was exausted.
''It's great to see you again! I must say, you're looking better than I imagined, did you get sleep? You didn't beat yourself upover it did you?''
Harry shook his head. It was a half truth.
''Where's Ron gone?''
They picked up his trunk, and hurried it out of the door, Harry closing it behind him, Ron already half-way down the street, Hedwig's cage in hand.
Hermione gave an exausperated sigh, and pulled Harry after him.
''The place we're apparating from's not far,'' she said, watching out of the corner of her eye as Ron sped off ahead of them, changing his pace so they wouldn't keep up. Hermione shook her head lightly, before turning back to Harry and smiling again.
''So how's YOUR summer been?'' she asked, looking close to tears.
He didn't answer straight away. The Dursley's had been terrible as ever and he hadn't left his room in 13 days while mulling things over in his mind.
''No complaints.'' he decided would be an appropriate answer,'' yours?''
''Great!'' she replied with forced cheeriness.''It's been fun. I've been at the Burrow for a week or so, because my parents thought it was safer for me there, y'know with al the wizards? And there's so many people there Harry! Bill and Fleur invited ALOT of friends. There's even some people we know there!''
Ron gave a very unRonlike laugh, and quickened his pace again. Hermione glared at him before continuing.
''Everyone's been great, and bill and Fleur are so happy! I think even Ginny's taken to her now. Although,'' she said with a dark glance at Ron's back, '' SHE doesn't follow fleur around doing EVERYTHING for her in a vain chance she'll get a kiss...''
Ron's ears reddened, and he sped up again, barging some little kids out of the way.
''What's with...'' he motioned at Ron, then at her.
''Nothing.'' she replied quickly,''why something wrong?''
Ron snorted and crossed the road into the public park, heading for a cluster of bushes.
When Harry and Hermione finally caught him, he was at rest,leaning against a tree.
''Grab my arm, Harry, and hold the trunk.'' Harry did so, and looked across to see Ron grab hold reluctuntly, a look of deep disgust etched on his face.
''Ok,'' Hermione muttered,'' 3...2...1... she turned on the spot and the park dissapeared.
Harry felt the fimiliar bands pressing tightly on his chest, as though he was being squeezed through a long rubber tube. He couldn't breathe.
Just when he wasSURE he would suffocate, or get crushed, he felt free again, and realised he was standing in front of a tall building, the garden ornately laid out with a red carpet and benches either side.
''Here we are!'' Hermione said eagerly,'' now Harry, you're staying with us, sharing Ron's room. I'm sure he'll help you with your stuff and get you settled, won't you Ron?''
But Ron was already in the house, heading upstairs, leaving Harry and Hermione quite alone...
(Oooh! Touchy! Don't worry people, Ron and Hermione WILL get together, but you'll see what the fight's about next chappie. I'm not posting it till I get at least 5 reviews k? Coz I do care what people think. RAB will be revealed, as will the Final Horcrux...until next time!)