Chapter 3: Surprise, Surprise
Behind the imposters back, Dumbledore told Mad-Eye and Shackbolt about the imposters. Shackbolt went to the Ministry to get people to arrest them while Mad-Eye kept them busy. Dumbledore then began the search for the real Harry Potter and Remus Lupin. By now, the whole order, except Mad-Eye and Shackbolt, were looking for Voldemort's new prisoners but so far, they've gained no information.
"It's time to go to the Ministry," Shackbolt said to the imposters as he stepped out of the fire. The imposters nodded and followed Shackbolt into the fire, not really knowing what was in store for them on the other side. The moment they stepped out of the fire and the Ministry of Magic, Aurors came from left and right with their wands out and at the ready.
"What's going on?" asked the now distressed looking Harry. The Remus put his arms up and started to whimper while the Harry tried to get him to shut up.
"Surprise!" Called Dumbledore, "We new for a long time that you two weren't who you said you were. You can't fool us…we know our Harry and Remus all to well!"
Now both imposters were whimpering. They knew that they were caught. So they reluctantly surrendered.
"Yes, we are not who we say we are. We sent the really Harry and Remus straight to Voldemort, and our Polyjuice Potion should be wearing off in a couple minutes," the Harry confessed. So they waited a moment. Then suddenly, the imposters' skin began to rearrange back to its original place. The Aurors quickly arrested them and took them off down the corridor.
Harry eyed the Dark Lord as he addressed Harry. Harry was able to slip his hand into his pocket and clutch his wand so that any wrong move that Voldemort made would cause Harry to pull out his wand and attack.
"So Potter. Your mother died for no reason then. Because I'm going to kill you anyway. The question is, do I do it quick? Or do I make it last? The answer depends on you. If you tell me what's in that prophecy I'll do it quick…if you refuse, however, it will feel like eternity to you. So I suggest you make it easy on yourself and just tell me," offered Voldemort. Harry glared a Voldemort; it took all his might to prevent himself from pulling out his wand and hexing Voldemort into obliviation. Harry had to wait for the right time.
Voldemort circled Harry, obviously awaiting an answer. But the answer Harry was going to give him wasn't what Voldemort had in mind. Harry's solution was to get out of there no matter what.
After a long pause, "No, I'm not telling you even if I'm 2 seconds away from dieing. So go ahead and try to make me die a slow and painful death…I'm going to die anyway, be it now…or later, I'm not sure. But there is one thing I am certain about. And that is that I'm definitely not going to die at the hands of the a$$ hole I'm looking at right now," sneered Harry. Voldemort had expected something like this, so he pulled out his wand and was about to fire a curse when Harry struck.
Harry was so quick that Voldemort hadn't realized that Harry moved before Harry had already hurled about 5 courses at him. Narrowly dodging them, Voldemort sent cutting curses Harry's way while yelling for more Death Eaters to come and help the situation. 'Harry is very quick,' Voldemort noted. 'He's almost as good as me,' Voldemort mused as he struggled to keep up with the young wizard.
Death Eaters were now fighting to fit in the room at the same time as trying to catch Harry. Harry would spin right out the ropes of a body bind curse with ease. Harry was unstoppable to some, but just a challenge to others or so they thought. He even amazed a distressed Remus as he burst through the door to his cell. Remus quickly got up and left the cell with Harry but, unfortunately, they were met at the other side of the door by almost all of the Death Eaters alive. At the front of the large group, was, of course, Lord Voldemort.
"Let us through," Harry said simply. The Death Eaters behind the Dark Lord crossed their arms stubbornly.
"No," replied Voldemort.
"Fine," was all that Harry said before he started in with the curses once again. Green, blue, red, purple, and pink colored spells were bouncing left and right. Harry ducked under spells and sent them while Remus tried to fist fight the rest of the Death Eaters at the same time as trying not to get hit.
Suddenly, one of the many green jets flying around caught Harry right in the chest. Everyone stared wide-eyed as Harry fell to the floor. Remus stared in horror; some of the Death Eaters stared in shock; Voldemort and his most loyal servants stared, their eyes filled will happiness.
'Harry can't be dead. Harry can't be dead,' this went through Remus' head over and over again. Tears began to form in Remus' blood shot eyes as he saw Harry's motionless body lying on the cold, concrete ground. Voldemort felt like he was going to jump up and down in joy. Then Voldemort looked over at the Werewolf.
"Let the Werewolf go so that he can tell all of his little friends the wonderful news," ordered Voldemort. Remus didn't even seem to notice. The Death Eaters began to shove Remus to the door. Remus was still staring transfixed at Harry; he didn't even realize that he was being shunned towards the doors.
Remus was thrown outside of a place that he'd never seen before. It was a totally black house. The trimming, however, was a lime green to match the green curtains. It looked like an abandoned house that was repainted by one of Lord Voldemorts trusty servants.
Remus, who was still dazed, stood and began walking. Just walking. He was trying to rid his mind of the awful memory of witnessing young Harry's death. Remus loved Harry like a son, so Harry isn't suppose to die like Sirius. It was okay for Sirius to die because of his age, but for Harry…it's not. Harry was only 15 years old! He was too young!
Remus began mentally beating himself up about it. 'If it weren't for me getting hit, we wouldn't even be here! And Harry would e alive! It's all my fault,' is what was going on in Remus', now slightly insane, mind.
After a while, Remus realized what he was doing. He went and got himself lost, not that he knew where he was in the fist place. He suddenly realized that he was wasting a lot of time! He needed to tell Dumbledore about Harry!
Remus quickly apperated in front of the Old House Of Black. He walked into the horribly furnished house to find Dumbledore conducting an Order meeting. Remus went in and everyone turned to look at him. For a moment, everyone in the room was observing Remus' appearance. He was teary eyed, bruised all over, and red in the face.
Finally, Molly stood up and went to Remus asking for Harry. Remus didn't answer. He just took a seat and looked at his feet. Dumbledores' eyes filled with worry.
"Remus, look at me," said Dumbledore, "Where's Harry? What happened?"
"H-h-h-he's…d-d-d-DEAD!" said Remus as he burst into tears. Everyone in the room went quiet. Tears began to form in everyone's eyes, and surprisingly, Snape was trying with all his might to hold back tears. Just then, Hermione, Ginny, and Ron walked into the kitchen.
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