Harry Potter and the Dark Lord
Chapter 9: The Duel
Summary: Set in Harry's sixth year. He encounters far more than he ever could have expected, but he does not have to go through it alone. An old friend returns to help him. Harry's defeat of Voldemort rests on him getting The Scepter of Light and Dark, something that would allow Voldemort to destroy the world if he can get the whole thing. Voldemort's powers are getting stronger and Harry has more than one encounter with him.
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This Chapter: Harry escapes from Grimmauld Place.
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The Death Eaters backed away and formed a circle around Harry and Voldemort.
"Now we must bow." said Voldemort. Harry inclined his head and quickly raised it. He would not let down his guard.
"Now, we duel!" cried Voldemort. They circled each other, wands raised, each daring the other to make the first move.
"Expelliarmus!" cried Harry, then "Accio wand!" Harry grabbed Voldemort's wand as it soared towards him.
"Going to kill me now, Potter?" asked Voldemort. Harry didn't answer. He raised his wand.
"Avada Kedavra!" shouted Harry. A flash of green light shot from his wand and at Voldemort.
At almost the last instant, Voldemort whipped out another wand and had shouted, "Protego!" Harry's spell bounced harmlessly off the shield Voldemort had conjured.
"Thought you'd be able to kill me so easily, Potter?" asked Voldemort. "Well now its my turn. Ava-."
Voldemort stopped speaking as a several loud cracks rang out and a group of Order members appeared. Lupin rushed over to Harry and pulled him away as the Order members started dueling with the Death Eaters.
"We've got to get you out of here! I have a Portkey that will take us back." Harry nodded mutely. He knew he was in a lot of trouble.
He heard someone shout, "Imperio!" Harry's mind felt blissfully blank.
He heard a familiar cold voice saying, "Come to me Harry." Harry started to walk, then stopped.
A little voice in his head was saying, "Why?" He didn't know who to listen to, so he kept walking.
Then the voice said, "Stop. Stay where you are." Harry obediently stopped.
Harry saw Voldemort raise his wand, but his vision was quickly obscured by someone standing in front of him, protecting him from Voldemort. It was Wormtail.
"M-master, p-please, let him have a chance to fight. D-don't kill him l-like this." said Wormtail.
"I'm going to kill him one way or another. This is the easiest way. Now get out of the way or I will kill you too." said Voldemort.
"N-no Master." squeaked Wormtail.
"Very well then." said Voldemort.
Harry heard Voldemort say, "Avada Kedavra." Wormtail flinched, but did not move from in front of Harry. The curse hit him and he dropped to the ground, dead.
There had been silence ever since Harry had been put under the Imperius Curse, but now that Voldemort had killed Wormtail, chaos resumed.
Harry felt someone grab him and he struggled, but it was not Harry that was struggling. Voldemort was making him, so he could have a clear shot at Harry.
Whoever was holding him shoved something into his hand. Harry felt a jerk behind his naval and the world started spinning.
He felt himself land on something hard and he fell down, but made no move to get up until he heard the cold voice speak again inside his head, "Come to me Harry, come back to me Harry."
He got up. He was in Grimmauld Place, in the front hall. He got up and started to walk to the door, but someone behind him grabbed him.
He struggled to get away and reached for his wand, but whoever was holding him pulled it out of his pocket and threw it. Harry could hear it clattering on the floor. The person holding him released him.
Harry heard the person say, "Finite Incantatem," and the voice no longer spoke in his head.
Harry collapsed to his knees; he was exhausted.
"Harry." said the person. It was Sirius.
Harry remained where he was on the floor. He was very ashamed of what he's done and it would be his fault if any of the Order members were hurt.
"Sirius, I…"his voice trailed off.
"Come on," said Sirius. "you need to rest." Sirius grabbed Harry's arm and pulled him up.
He guided Harry up the stairs and into his room. Harry sank into bed.
"Harry, you don't need to explain anything to me. Dumbledore's the one you need to tell." said Sirius gently.
"I want you to be here when I tell him." said Harry.
"I don't believe Dumbledore will allow that." said Sirius sadly. At that instant, Lupin burst into the room.
"I wanted to make sure Harry got back here all right. I see he has. The Order will be returning momentarily and I believe
Dumbledore will be walking in here shortly." said Lupin.
True to his word, Dumbledore walked into the room. There was an odd expression on his face that Harry could not place.
"I would like to speak to Harry alone." he said.
"But couldn't Sirius stay?" asked Harry.
"I don't think so Harry." he replied.
Lupin and Sirius left the room.
" Harry, I believe we need to talk about today's events, but first I must ask you to be completely open." said Dumbledore.
Oh no, thought Harry, this was the part he had been dreading. He opened his mouth and began to speak.
Next Chapter: Harry Tells All
