Harry Potter and the Dark Lord

Chapter 24: Confrontation

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: A confrontation with Malfoy

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Harry was finally released a week later. He had been asleep for a week and now had two weeks worth of work to catch up on.

Harry groaned to himself as he made his way slowly to Gryffindor Tower, with Sirius at his side. Harry turned a corner and nearly ran into Malfoy, who was flanked by Crabbe and Goyle.

"All alone, Scarhead?" sneered Malfoy.

"The Dark Lord is going to get you, Potter. He knows the prophecy and will not rest until he kills you. But first, he's going to kill all your friends. He's going to kill them slowly and painfully, then you will die. I warned you your first year, and what you do? Make friends with Muggle-lovers and Mudbloods. You made the wrong choice, and now you're going to pay." said Malfoy in a low voice.

Something inside Harry snapped. Malfoy would be sorry for what he said. Harry felt like he was in a trance. He couldn't control his actions. He pulled out his wand, slowly advancing on Malfoy. When he spoke, it was in the high, cold voice so unlike his own.

"Crucio." he said in a low hiss, but instead of Malfoy screaming in pain, he felt himself being launched backwards. He head hit the wall and he slid to the floor. Through dazed eyes, be could see Malfoy running down the hall. Sirius came up to him and barked as if to ask if he was okay.

"I'm fine." he said to the dog as he stood up. He felt a little dizzy, but wasn't going back to the hospital wing and missing more classes.

Once they reached Gryffindor Tower, Harry went straight up to the dormitories and into the bathroom. He locked the door and felt the back of his head. His hand felt sticky and wet. He pulled his hand away form his head and looked at it. There was blood on his hand. He quickly washed his hands and grabbed a towel from the rack next to the bathtub. He pressed it against the back of his head.

After about ten minutes, he took the towel away and washed his hair. He grabbed another towel and began to dry his hair, wincing when the towel passed over the cut. If he went back with wet hair, Sirius would ask questions. When his hair was dry, be exited the bathroom and went over to his bed.

He changed into pajamas and was about to get into bed when he noticed a package sitting on his bedside table. He sat down on his bed and opened the package. Inside it was a note and a vial of a clear liquid. Harry read the note to himself. It was from Dumbledore.

Dear Harry,

This is a Dreamless Sleep Potion. Take it before you go to sleep. I will be sending you one every night.

Professor Dumbledore

Harry put the note down and drank the potion. He climbed into bed and quickly fell asleep.


Next Chapter: Possession