Disclaimer: Harry Potter is not mine, and a quote in there isn't mine either, it came from Ghost in the Shell 2: Innonce, but i changed it a bit
THE STORY:
Ron dropped to the ground withering in pain. Harry quickly performed a calming charm on Ron, before turning to see their attacker. There stood a dead man, possibly a muggle,
holding a Glock 9mm. It wasn't your normal Inferi. This one looks like a puppet. His head bending slightly to the left, his elbows were lifted upward, and his forearms bent down in
a very unnatural angle; his feet not touching the ground. His face was extremely disturbing, it wasn't filled with fear; it was completely blank, free of emotion. His eyes opened wide,
mouth slightly open. Flaming words lashed in the air:
"Life of a human,
is like a marionette dancing on a table,
cut their strings and lines,
they easily crumble,
I am the puppeteer,
and you are the puppet."
Indeed, just as Harry finished the last line, the dead body fell limp on the floor. Disregarding it for the now, he turned his attention to Ron. Ron's breathing calmed a little, thanks to
Harry's calming charm. Harry bent down to examine the wound; the bullet shattered Ron's left ribcage. By Harry's observations, it missed the lungs by a small margin. Ginny
immediately tried to heal the opening, only to be stopped by Harry.
"Wait, the bullet is still in him, if we don't remove it first, Ron will die of lead poisoning," Harry explained, "Sorry mate, but it's gonna sting quite a bit."
Ron nodded; his face was deadly pale.
"Right, Hermione, Dean, hold him," Harry pointed his wand directly at the opening, "Accio bullet."
Pain shot up Ron's spine as the lead bullet snaked its way out of him. He gasped loudly, his eyes widened in pain. The bullet shot out him, Harry caught the bullet single-handedly.
Harry threw the lead ball carelessly behind him. With a few waves of his wand, Ron's breathing slowed to a light pant and eventually fainted.
"What happened?" cried Hermione.
"His body needs to shut up a bit to compensate the lost of blood and the shock," Harry explained, "Hermione, you stay behind, take care of him. Me, Dean, and Ginny will move on."
"Dean, Ginny, and I, Harry," Hermione said, nodding, and smiling weakly.
Harry smiled back, "Come on, onward."
"It's dark in here," Ginny complained. The trio wandered down the (only) path and it turned into a darkened tunnel.
Harry sighed, "Lumos."
Both Dean and Ginny followed the suit. Light surrounded them, looking ahead…
"ARRRRRGH!" Ginny screamed.
In front the trio, blocking their way, was another dead body. The same look of a puppet and flaming words lashed in the same manner but this one said:
"Bravery of a human,
combined with one's lust for revenge,
is like a timed bomb,
waiting to explode,
releasing the inferno of hell,
while the shell that produced such power
shall be destroyed,
forever lost to the world that surrounded them.
you hold such a power,
blinded by your ambitions,
will destroy everything,
but me."
"BELLATRIX! I don't have time for your senseless mind games," Harry shouted in fury, "DAMN YOU, XPLODIXUS FERINO!"
The words disappeared; the dead exploded, and then caught on fire. Harry eyes burned with images of Bellatrix's taunting face.
"Harry calm down" Ginny said, soothingly.
Harry took a few deep breath before nodding slightly, "right, I am calmed, now let's go destroy that cursed Horcrux!"
Dean hastily waved his wand, putting out the fire before continuing on.
After a while, they reached a clear opening with the stone ceiling much higher than usual; in the middle was a tall stone podium, floating above it was a golden skull.
"There! The Horcrux is right there!" Dean cried excitedly.
"Yes, I suppose, it.—Dean what the hell are you—STOP!" Harry bellowed.
Dean ran into the opening towards the podium. Suddenly strings shot from the ceiling and coiled around Dean's elbows, neck, and waist. Dean was lifted up in the air, for a brief
second, struggled before falling limp. The effect of this was just like the dead bodies they had seen before
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