A/N: Happy Birthday to superspunky7!
superspunky7- Can't wait to see that shirt. Did I tell you that I followed your advice and got the 4th soundtrack? I still don't have the ring but they've shipped it and it should be here any day. You'll be the first to know when I get it. I have been on writers block for ages (it seems like it). Did you know this is the fastest I've ever worked on a story? Did you know I have never finished a story except for one three years ago? I hope I'll be able to come up with something for their second date. And yes, action will be involved. I'll talk to you later.
krillball6- This upcoming chapter won't be rock bottom either, even though it'll seem like it. Rock bottom is going to be Ch. 43.
I still haven't gotten any reviews for SJCforever's story. Read it. Trust me, it's good and there so much in store for that fic. Oi!
Hope you enjoy this chappy and don't forget to review.
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"We couldn't have been luckier," said Ginny.
"Why's that?" asked John Adamsen.
"The weather is perfect for the game. No sun to get into our eyes. No wind to pull or tug at us. No rain or snow either."
"Alright, then what do you think are the chances of us winning with these conditions?" asked Jacqueline with obvious sarcasm.
The Quidditch Team gave her a look and she answered, "I'm serious."
"Now, don't bring you guard down. Ravenclaw is known to be good," said Harry. "Don't forget to try your best and have fun."
The team went onto the field to cheers. The two captains shook hands and the game began.
"Harry Potter has the Quaffle," began the commentator, a girl from Hufflepuff. "He passes it to Dean Thomas, who tries to score. 10 points for Gryffindor. Elouise Juyhagen has the Quaffle, she flies around the Gryffindor Beaters and aims for the bottom right goal post. And the Quaffle passes through. Ron Weasley didn't even make an attempt. What is wrong with him? Anyone knows what is… sorry Professor. Where were we? Ah… when did Gryffindor get thirty points? The score now is 30 to 10, no Gryffindor scores again making it 40 to 10. Ravenclaw calls for a time out."
"Hmm, Ravenclaw is greatly agitated," said Harry with a smirk.
Jacqueline didn't answer; she just sat down and thought.
"What's Dumbledore doing?" asked Dean.
Everyone looks at the Headmaster who now stood in the middle of the field.
"Dumbledore, his skin… it's bubbling," exclaimed Hermione as she ran to the Gryffindor Quidditch team. "There's something very wrong with that."
The quartet stood up and slowly made their way to the Headmaster who by every second looked less and less like himself. When the quartet was a good range away from everyone else, a magic shield appeared around them. They glance around them and then back at the Headmaster who was no longer Dumbledore, but the Dark Lord. Harry stared at figure with disbelief while Hermione and Ron were in pure horror. Jacqueline remained quiet and distant.
"Harry Potter," said Voldemort with sweetened coldness, "We meet again."
Harry didn't do anything, but just stared at the wizard in front of him. After a small silence Voldemort spoke.
"I have been watching you for a few months now, thanks to a helpful tool," he glanced at Jacqueline, who had disgust written on her face.
"And what would that be?" asked Harry with hate. "You've come for one thing today and I am telling you that what you have planned will not come true."
"Oh, I think it will. Do you think three teenage wizards can overcome two of the most powerful sorcerers of history?"
Harry's eyes narrowed and said in a tight voice, "There are four of us and I have defeated you before and I could do it again."
"Oh, my dear boy," leered the Dark Lord. "Do you really think there are four of you? Open your eyes. How do you think I entered the school that was guarded by that old fool? Who has been by my side all this time and gave me information? Who secretly tried to destroy the three of you?"
Harry took a shaky breath, "Who do you mean? There's no one here that could possibly have anything to do with you."
"My godchild, Potter," spat Voldemort as he drew his wand. Hermione, Ron, and Harry did the same. "Jacqueline, come."
Jacqueline didn't move.
The trio turned to look at her. Her look was still and she was fighting with herself as she tried to overcome the order. But the spell was too powerful for her. Had it been and Imperius she would've already backed up the trio. And with a few moments, Jacqui walked up to Voldemort and bowed.
"No, Jacqui no," whispered Harry.
"I'm here, My Lord," she uttered.
"No, Jacqueline," said Hermione sharply.
Voldemort issued a second dosage of the spell and Jacqueline got up, bound even tighter by the Tous Dominateur. She smirked and said, "What? Did you think I would have spent my time in standing up for you? This is where I belong and this is where I come from." She took out her wand and transformed her Quidditch uniform into black flowing robes.
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"What is that thing?" asked McGonagall of Snape.
The potions master touched the shield and said in a grave voice, "It's a shield that is like a patronus, except it can't be broken."
"So what do we do?" Minerva looked at the kids.
"There's nothing we can do to help them. Inform the ministry, Skarelli. Minerva and I will keep an eye on the events. Tell all Prefects to escort their houses to their Common Rooms."
"Oh, my," gasped McGonagall. She saw Jacqueline bow to Voldemort and then stand by him. They couldn't hear the conversation, but they hoped that everything would turn out for the best. In a few minutes, the first spell was shot and it came from Harry to Jacqueline. The girl deflected it without a problem.
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"We trusted you," said Hermione.
Ron, Hermione, and Jacqueline were now engaged in a battle of their own.
"Well, that's your problem, isn't it? I suggest you deal with it," said Jacqueline.
A/N: There I go sounding like myself again.
Suddenly she heard Voldemort bellow "Crucio."
Jacqueline put a force field around herself and looked at Harry who was on the ground in pain; his wand several feet away from him. She stared at them, not realizing that the shield around her vanished. She was then hit by an "Expelliarmus". Moments later, Hermione gathered enough courage to say, "Crucio." She wanted Jacqueline to suffer before her death. Jacqueline fell to her knees, but she didn't cry out like Harry was at the moment. In a few seconds, Jacqueline extinguished the spell's hold on her and stood up slowly. Her wand was in the possession of the two, but that didn't bother her. Jacqueline snapped her fingers and a bubble appeared around Hermione and Ron.
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"Ever read about this?" asked Ron.
"Yeah, but the counter spell is too hard for me," said Hermione in defeat.
They had no choice but to sit and watch.
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"Accio wand," whispered Jacqueline and Harry's wand went into Jacqueline's hand. She then slowly made her way to Harry. He was lying on his side curled up, trying to get rid of the pain.
"Now, Potter," said Voldemort, and motioned for Jacqueline to stand him on his feet. "Say good-bye to this world."
Jacqueline took Harry by the front of his robes and brought him to his feet. She faced him, (her back to Voldemort) and whispered quickly through the pain of the Tous Dominateur, "Few seconds, Potter. You have only a few seconds. If you don't succeed it'll be the end of you." She handed him his wand and gave him a shove back.
It took Harry a second to understand that he was once in possession of his wand. Jacqueline was backing away from the pair, bent at the waist, trying to control the pain her body was experiencing.
"You…" began Voldemort. He wanted to say, 'you traitor,' but that was when Harry yelled, "AVADA KEDAVRA."
Voldemort's eyes grew big as his body began to show many spots of light. The Dark Lord heard a scream.
It was Jacqueline.
There was a big flash of white light that blinded all. When everything returned, everyone saw this scene in front of them. All that was left of Voldemort was his wand and Jacqueline was lying on her side. No one could see what happened to her, as her hair had fallen in front of her face.
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"What are you doing here, Mr. Malfoy?" asked McGonagall with a strict voice.
Draco answered without tearing his eyes from the scene on the field, "I just need to be here, Professor. Please understand."
"I came as soon as I heard," said Fudge. "I was correct about the girl, wasn't I?"
The Professors nodded.
"Well, who's winning?"
Pained looks issued.
The minister didn't say anything.
They soon saw Harry lifted by Jacqueline. Then something happened and they saw a blinding light. When everything returned to normal they saw no trace of Voldemort and Jacqueline lying on her side.