Harry Potter and the Final Battle II
They were all seated around the kitchen table. "Alright," Harry began. "I first want to tell you that, if I tell you what I have to tell you, there is no turning back. This is the point of no return. If you have any doubts, If I can persuade you at all to leave, please, I beg, go now."
not a soul moved. Harry let out a defeated sigh. "Okay then. Lord Voldemort," Harry started. Ron, Fred, George, and Luna all yelped audibly. Ginny and Neville both flinched, though Neville, it was obvious, was barely restrained in his. "I'm going to tell you what I know, and what I need you to do."
Hermione conjured a large floating whiteboard behind harry. Harry looked at it and nodded to hermione, "thanks." he said. he turned back to them. "I guess we should start with why Voldemort can't be killed," Harry said. "I'll fill you in on the rest of his back story as I need to. In the magical world there are objects known as 'Horcruxes'."
The white board wrote out "Horcrux" then bellow "Pl: Horcruxes"
Harry continued, "They are simply objects in which a witch or wizard has hidden a peice of their soul."
"A piece of their soul?" asked Neville with a disgusted look.
"Yeah, so long as part of their soul remains here on Earth, so will the rest of it, but... it has certain drawbacks, which a person can see from looking at Voldemort. also, to create one requires a person to literally rip their soul apart, and to do so requires a vile and evil act of murder."
"So You-kno..." Neville started, but switched horses midstream. "V-Voldemort has made himself a Horcrux?"
"I'm afraid its rather more complicated," Harry said, looking apologetically. "Dumbldore and I think he made six."
"SIX!" Fred and George blurted in unison.
Harry nodded. "He shredded his soul to make these Horcruxes."
"Why would someone do that?" Ron asked.
"Cowardice," came the quiet reply of Luna Lovegood. She'd barely said anything since she'd arrived. "Lord V-V-V" she clenched her eyes and said "Voldemort." she panted as if that had taken great effort. "Is terrified of the idea of dying. That above all scares him."
"I-I hadn't thought of it that way," Harry admitted.
"So we have to find..." started George.
"...Six of these Horcrux things?" finished Fred.
"Actually," Harry said, this time slightly brightly. "Good news there. Two of them have already been destroyed."
"The diary," whispered Ginny.
Neville and Luna looked around curiously as the others averted their eyes. Harry looked right at Ginny and nodded solemly. for Neville and Luna's benifit he explained, "Voldemort left a diary while he was at Hogwarts, he made it into a Horcrux, but also made it so that whoever wrote in it enough would be possessed by it. Ginny fell victim to it. Thats how the Chamber of Secrets was opened." he turned to them. "It was destroyed though. as was another Horcrux. a ring, one of the last two heirlooms of the Gaunt family."
"Gaunt?" asked Fred.
"That was Voldemort's mother's maiden name. Guant. They were the last decsendants of Salazar Slytherin, until Voldemort was born."
Harry turned around to see the Diary, complete with venom stained hole, on the white board, as well as the cracked ring. he turned to Hermione, "Good white board." she nodded. he continued. "We there was also a locket, the bearing Slytherin's mark. Merope, his mother, hocked it to Borgin and Burkes, but we know Voldemort recovered it. we believe it was also one of the Horcruxes."
"Was?" asked Neville.
"That night," Harry said, seriously, instantly reminding them. "Dumbldore and I went to get this Horcrux, but it was gone, and a fake was in its place with a note..." Harry tried to remember the exact wording but it appeared on the white board behind him. "That is one mystery we need to solve; who was R.A.B., Why did he do this to Voldemort, and Did he manage to destroy the real Horcrux?"
"Next on the list," Harry said. "Is a mug which once belonged to Helga Hufflepuff, which we also know he stole." Once more the object appeared on the white board. "Then we believe that his snake, Nagini is also a Horcrux." the snake in its intimidating sineous form slythered on to the whiteboard with the other Horcruxes, staying closer to the cum and the Necklace than they Diary or the ring.
"And the last one?" asked Luna when Harry paused.
"Well..." harry started. "that is where Dumbledore and I ran out of ideas. We think he might have used and object that had once belonged to Gryffindor or Ravenclaw, but there we don't know."
"Well, as long as everything is cleared up," said George with a smile, leaning back.
"You guys are being trusted with this information," Harry said. "I'll let you know who else is considered trust worthy, but right now... with Voldemort so powerful..." Harry shook his head. "Its just too dangerous to trust many people." He walked away.