Harry Potter and the Dark Lord
Chapter 30: Holding On
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 clings desperately to life and Snape apologizes for something.
Now.........on with the story!
Harry opened his eyes. The pain was finally gone. He reached around for his glasses and put them on. Sirius was sitting by his bed, his head in his hands. He hadn't realized that Harry was awake.
"Hey." said Harry weakly. Sirius jumped up and knocked his chair backwards, tripping over it and falling to the ground. Harry laughed at him.
"You really scared us Harry. We thought you were dead. Then you started muttering about Snape. Dumbledore's gone to get him." said Sirius. Just then, the door to the hospital wing opened and Dumbledore and Snape walked in. Snape had and anguished look on his face and was carrying something Harry couldn't make out. They walked over to Harry's bed and sat down.
"Harry, Professor Snape has to explain a few things to you. Please listen to everything he has to say." said Dumbledore. Harry sensed the urgency in his voice, and told himself he was going to listen, even if it was Snape. Snape's voice jolted him out of his thoughts.
"Potter, first I would like to explain that I had no idea what the Dark Lord was going to use the potion for. If I had known," At this Snape bowed his head.
"If I had known he was going to use it on you, I wouldn't have made it. I would like to apologize for my actions." he finished.
"You think apologies make up for the fact that I'm going to die!" said Harry angrily. "Harry, please calm down. Severus, if you would continue." said Dumbledore.
"As I was going to say, I have the antidote, in case he did try to use it on a Hogwarts student." said Snape, not naming names, in case Harry was upset by him saying Voldemort was going to use it on him.
"So here you go Potter." said Snape, handing the vial to Harry and striding out of the hospital wing. Harry drank the contents of the vial.
Dumbledore stood up to leave and said, "A few more days in here, then you can go back to classes. I will send your friends in now." He turned to leave.
Harry's body erupted in pain again, only worse. He began screaming in agony. The pain was worse than the Cruciatus Curse. He tasted blood in his mouth and he turned his head and spit it out, but more came. Snape came running into the room.
"Headmaster, someone switched the potions! They stole the antidote and replaced it with the full dosage of the poison. They're the same color, I couldn't tell the difference!" said Snape in a panicky voice.
"Severus, can you make more?" asked Dumbledore.
"I can make a temporary antidote in an hour, but it will take at least a day to make a complete antidote. I don't think that Potter has an hour, though." said Snape, glancing over at Harry, who was rolling around his bed in agony.
"Hurry, Severus. We can't let him die. He is the only hope for the Wizarding world." said Dumbledore. Snape practically flew out the door in his haste to get to the dungeons. The sounds became blurred and he couldn't make out who was talking. Slowly he lapsed into unconsciousness.
He was in a long, dark corridor. He recognized it from his dream about his parents and walked quickly down the hall. He reached the golden gate.
His parents appeared suddenly and said, "Stop."
"Am I dead?" asked Harry.
"No, not yet, but you will be soon if you don't hold on." said his dad.
"Hold on Harry. Use Merlin's power to keep holding on until Snape can get the potion made, because you don't have an hour. If you die, the Wizarding world will collapse." said his mum.
"Remember Harry, hold on." said his dad. Harry woke up to find the pain was back, worse than ever. He knew he was dying.
He remembered what his parents had said, and tried to summon his new power. He felt the pain go away and knew that it had worked. He lay still on his bed. He looked over and saw Sirius in a chair next to his bed.
"Sirius." said Harry weakly. Sirius looked up. Seeing that Harry was awake, he smiled.
"Parvati Patil. She's the spy. She's the one that poisoned me." said Harry suddenly.
"What?" asked Sirius.
"Parvati Patil is Voldemort's spy." said Harry.
He felt so tired. All he wanted to do was close his eyes and sleep. In fact, that was what he was going to do. He closed his eyes, but opened them up again, feeling someone shake his shoulder.
"Harry, you've got to stay awake." said Sirius urgently.
"I can't," said Harry. "I can't do it. I'm too tired." He closed his eyes. Instantly, he was back in the dark corridor. He walked towards the gate, thinking he was dead, when suddenly a creature sprang out of nowhere.
"You are not allowed to pass. Only the dead are allowed through. You are not dead." said the creature gruffly. Harry turned and ran away from the creature.
Why couldn't he talk to his parent again, he asked himself. Suddenly, he spotted a brilliant white light. He sprinted towards it. The light was coming from an open door. He walked into the room and saw where the light was coming from. There was a small round table in the middle of the room. On the table was a large white sphere. He walked towards it, curious to know what it was.
He stretched out a hand to touch it and woke up back in his world of pain.
Next Chapter: New Power
Wow. Is Harry going to die? There wouldn't be a sequel if he did, or would there? Something for ya'll to think about.
