A not so long time ago
In a place that may not be far away...
THE DEATH OF HENRY JAMES POTTER
EPISODE V
ATTACK OF THE DEATHEATERS
War! The young Harry potter has rounded up all
good wizards for the FINAL BATTLE of wizard kind.
Everything magical has taken sides and will fight
on the final day of June. Now, the army of the
evil lord Voldemort marches to the grounds of
Hogwarts, a school used to teach magic to young
wizards. The time has come for people to
find out if Harry really is the chosen one!
"Wow!", Said Harry, "I feel like my whole school year went by in one paragragh!"
It was dead night the night of the end of the school year in Hogwarts. And they had just seen... them!
"So it begins." Said Harry to himself, wondering if he was quating something else.
All the death eaters marched up to the entrance and drew their wands.
"Let's get em'!" Shouted Harry. "Draw wands!"
All of his army did so.
Harry got up on buckbeak to make his pre-battle speach.
"Wizards and witchs of all ages," He said, drawing his wand in the air. "Tonight is the night that decides the fate of our world. The darkness has grown in the past twonty years past all expectation, but no more! These bad ass wizards have shitted all over the place so much, no tolit could be unclogged by it. But no more! Tonight we over flow the bathrooms to make to go away once annd for all. Wizards and witchs, I ask for you to look beyoned your differences. If you believe the brave are the best, ride out with me! If you think intellect will always triumph in the end, ride out with me! If you believe the noble and the loyal of heart are always truely the greatest, ride out with me! If you think ambition is the way of life, go CENSORED TO MANTAIN 'T' RATING yourself! I ask you tonight, wizards and witchs to join with me like friends and countrywizards! I ask for you to lend me your wands to fight one big fight that would be worthy of a song, or atleast a big budget movie! I ask you to fight with me tonight as if it were the last night to fight! Because it is! This is the biggy! The battle of Minis-Tirith, the showdown at the end of 'The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly!', the 'Return of the Jedi' climax! It's all happening right now, and you have the best seat in the house! Becuase you part of the movie! Now, I ask you wizards and witchs, squibs and pure bloods, house elfs and half giants, to join with me tonight! In a fight! That may last all night! But it'll be worth the fright! Do give it your might! Hold your wand tight! Because it's only just begun, baby! In fact, it hasn;t even started! I ask you, my kin, tonight to cry out for Harry! For Merlin! And for Dumbledore! For Dumbledooore!"
He flew forth. screaming his warcry.
"For Dumbledoooooooore!" Shouted everyone else.
"AvataKadavraaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!" Shouted Harry.
"Avada Kadavraaaaaaaaaaaaa!" Shouted everyone else as they flew on their broom sticks forward.
Jets of green light streamed out and hit the a load of the deatheaters.
"Kill them!" Shouted Voldemort. "Avata Kadavra!"
Soon green bolts were hitting all over the place. Dragons burned down gates. Things were getting messy. Hogwarts was being blown to simiteriens. Good and bad wizards were everywhere!
Just then Harry saw him. Snape!
He was sneaking behind all the war, threw the woods.
"Coward!" Thought Harry. "Why doesn't he fight?!"
Just then Harry shot himself up with rage and hatred.
He pointed his wand at Snape, closed one eye and shouted the death curse.
A jet of green light zoomed passed two goblins shooting coin bullets at each other, a warewolf bizzirker, two hippogriths doing the pocka, and hit Snape in the chest, launching him back. He was dead.
"Yeah, Baby!" Shouted Harry.
Just then, Harry remembered the only person he had forgotten. Someone who was exstreamly powerful because he had been freed and because he had wanted to be free. He didn't know if it would work this far away of not.
"Dobby." Said Harry in a low voice.
CRACK!
Dobby appeard. "What does Harry want, Harry Potter?" Asked the House Elf.
Harry pointed at the deatheaters.
"Kill them!" He said.
Dobby snapped both his fingures.
BLANG
Two deatheaters fell down dead.
He snapped all ten of his fingures.
ka-boom-ka-bang-SLUSH!
Ten deatheaters vomotted out their hearts.
CRACK
Two deatheaters turned into fireworks and blew up.
ROCK
Two hundred deatheaters were melted and were flushed down invisible tolits.
Voldemort saw what was going on and put two wands between Dobby's ears.
"AVADA KADAV-"
CRACK ROCKWEED
Dobby had vanished.
Soon, victory was near. Victory for Voldemort.
"Yeah, baby!" Shouted Voldemort. "Soon everyone will won't to be noseless, just like me! Cause it looks cool!"
The battle was over. Everyone on Harry's side lay dead except for Hermione and Harry.
"Hey," Said Hermione."I thought j.k. rowling was only gunna kill off two major cheractors!"
"This is it?!" Asked Harry. "After all the hype the battle only lasts a few minutes! What a stinkin' pile of crap!"
"We were on a low budget." Said Hermione.
"Knock-knock." Said Greyback to Hermione.
"Who's there?" Asked Hermione, dumbly.
"Avata."
"Avata who?"
"Avata Kadavra!"
A jet of green light hit Hermione between the breasts and she went down dead.
Greyback turned to Harry.
"Would you like to hear a knock-knock joke?" He asked.
"Uh, no, thank you." Said Harry, frightened.
"Oh, I insist."
He picked Harry up by the colar.
"Knock-knock?" He said.
"Who's there?" Asked Harry, choking for breath.
"Death."
"Death who?"
"Yours!" Said another voice.
A bolt of light hit Greyback in the back.
He crumbled to the floor dead.
The new person was not from Voldemort's army, or Harry's, it was someone hooded and cloaked. Harry could only see a strange wrinkle in the centre of where a face would be on the cloak.
The hooded man sent thousands of green lights at the deatheaters.
What the crap!" Said Voldemort in his high, shrill voice, and apperated. Just as he was vanishing, his eyes met the wrinkle on the hood and a strange grin appeard on his face before he disappeared.
Soon, everyone lay dead except for Harry.
The hooded man walked toward Harry. There was just the two of them left.
"Harry, you have done well." Said a voice within the cloak.
Harry knew the voice in a heartbeat.
"Dumbledore?" He asked in disbeliefe.
The man took off his cloak to reveal the same familar eyes, long beard, and crooked noise that looked as though it had been broken twice.
It was Dumbledore.
"You have served your duty to Hogwarts, Harry." Said Dumbledore. "The battle is over and now there is only one person you still have to destroy."
"Voldemort." Said Harry to himself.
"Indeed, Harry. Though the deatheaters have been destroyed, you still have to kill him. I have helped you out before, now you must help me."
"Killing Voldemort will help everyone." Said Harry.
"Ah, yes, Harry." Said Dumbledore, "Killing Voldermort will save the world from him ruling it, but the world will still be taken over by another, far more powerful wizard."
"Do you mean, do you mean rab?"
"Don't call him rab!" Said Dumbledore, cutting him off. He paused.
"We would not want to anger him, Harry." Dumbledore said. "He could be listening to what we are saying right now, for all we know. In fact..."
He seemed to have changed his mind on something. "In fact I know he is. Haven't you ever wondered why I trust Severis? Well, here's why. Long ago, Snape was a deatheater, but when Voldemort fell, he left and betrayed him."
"How do you know he betrayed him?" Asked Harry.
"Because, he joined with a far more powerful wizard. A wizard known as 'RAB'. This wizard is so powerful, to join with him and help him, would mean betraying the other. For both of these wizards, if they were succesful, and only if, would rule the world, Harry."
"But how does this make you trust Snape?"
"When Tom Riddle revealed himself as a dark wizard, he took on a new name. One that only his friends had none before hand."
"I, I don't understand what that has to do with it."
There was a twinkle in Dumbledore's eye.
"Ah, Harry," He said, "You have been listening, but you have not been thinking about what I just said. I trust Snape because Snape has sworn his loyalness to an evil wizard. An evil wizard who has taken a new name with the ignitials of RAB. Before this, the dark wizard possesed, and still does poessess at the time, another name. I trust Snape because he is loyal to me. I trust Snape because I am the one who's been calling himself RAB."
There was a cold rush down Harry's spine.
"I still don't understand, professor."
"Ah, Harry," Said Dumbledore. "I wouldn't expect you too. Since I have tried to hide my true colors from the world. But since you have vanquished all good wizards in your battle, it is safe to openly discuss this now."
Harry still didn't understand, he couldn't understand, it was not possible.
"Snape was the only one who knew the truth, Harry." Said Dumbledore. "I needed someone to assist me threw the years, and I picked him because I liked his attitude. He served Voldemort when it would have great value to do so, when he fell, Snape had no more use serving him and left. He only helped Voldemort when it would help him, when it didn't he went to someone still more powerful. It's the way to survive and I liked it."
Harry still could not believe this. He would not.
"Think back, Harry," Dumbledore continued, "To your fourth year at Hogwarts. I believe you caught a brief glint of triumph in my face when you spoke of Voldemort using your blood. It was because, Harry, if someone as evil lord Voldemort used your blood and allowed it to run threw his veins, his blood would magically flow back into yours. And if you had Voldemort's blood in you, that would in turn make you have an evilness like lord Voldemort. If you will remember, Harry, how angrey you got in your fifth year?"
"I was a brat." Said Harry.
"A brat and sometimes far more." Said Dumbledore with a wink. "But most of it wore out by your sixth year. However, your hatred toward Snape only increased, if anything. I realized if I could get you angrey enough at Snape, I could bring you toward the darkside. So I came up with a plan, one of my best in fact, to pair your love for me with your hatred of Snape. I told the house elf winky to take polyjuice potion and turn into me the night Hogwarts was attacked by deatheaters. I knew since none of the other house elfs liked her, no one would mention she had gone missing. I informed Snape of what to do, and he killed winky that night on the tower. Polyjuice potion lasts much longer on house elfs than it does on people so Winky ended up getting buryied without people ever knowing it wasn't me. To my anger, however, you still kept your friendship with Hermione and Ron despite the me influincing your mind to go to your parents grave. I had sent an owl to Voldemort saying you would be there. I was hoping you fighting Voldemort there, and them me surprising Voldemort by revealing myself to be alive. But Voldemort just assumed my owl was a prank and ignored it. I took polyjuice potion to diguise myself as Snape to kill your friends and strenthen your hatred for Snape even more. But you were too drunk and you killed Ronald Weasley yourself. You also hit me with a death curse, but I am invencible. There is only one place on my body where I can be killed, and I will never tell anyone. I pretending to be dead, but then I did make my first mistake. My polyjuice potion wore off and revealed me to be who I was. You were to drunk to notice me sneak off and forgot to look for my body the next morning. I sent another house elf to steel the goblet of fire for me. For when the goblit of fire is destroyed, it's substence can morph into other beings. I enchanted it to look like me and sent it to hogwarts with the intention to make you think you had mearly gone insane. I have tried to keep you alive just so you could kill my opponent, lord Voldemort. And I have destroyed all of his horocrackss for the same reason."
Dumbledore chuckled.
"It's funny," He said. "When you were just a baby, Magonigle said I only did not possess powers Voldemort did because I was to good to use them. I blushed bright red, as you can imagine. But it wasn't because of her compliment, it was because I did possess those powers. And because there is far less good in me than there is in Voldemort. Face it Harry. I, Albus Dumbledore, am evil."
"No!" Said Harry, tears filling his eyes and shouting at the top of his lungs for the unteenth time. "That's not true! That's imposible!"
"Search your muorders map." Said Dumbledore, coldly. "You know it to be true!"
Harry checked it and sure enough there were only two figures there 'Harry Potter' and 'Albus Dumbledore'. It was true.
"Noooooooooooo!" Cried Harry, "Nooooooooooo! What does RAB stand for, then?"
"It stands for my new name." Said Dumbledore. "Which is 'Rad And Bad'. It can also stand for R&B, which is a type of muggle music I enjoy. Now, Harry, you will have to kill Voldemort for the sake of the world. And threw that, I will rule the world. Snape has been killed in this battle, so I will need someone else to join me. That person is you, Harry. You must join me. I must say, you don't really have a choice. All of the wizards but you, me, and lord Voldemort are dead. You know you must kill Voldemort, and this will tear you apart. And if you do not join me afterwards, Harry, I will have no choice but to kill you. In fact, I will anyway. For I will be truely alpowerful if there are no more people with magical powers left but me in the world. I will rule al mugles. And Hogwarts will be my kingdom. The reason why I never wanted to become Minister of Magic is because to be someone of that power, would require a large backup reading on my activity in the past. Doing that might reveal my true colors, which I could not risk."
Harry knew that people always had said Dumbledore was mad, but this he would have never thought of.
Just then, there was a CRACK!
Voldemort reappeared behind Dumbledore.
"Kill him, Harry!" Said Dumbledore without turning around. "Kill him now."
Harry pulled out his wand.
"Haven't you ever wondered why Dumbledore has a nose that looks as though it had been broken twice, Harry?" Said Voldemort with a milishous grin.
Harry was completly noplus by this strange question.
Voldemort walked closer.
"It's because it has been broken twice!" He said.
Voldemort grabbed Dumbledore from behind, took Harry's wand out of Harry's hand, and stuffed it up Dumbledore's right nostroll.
"AVATA KADAVRA!" He bolowed and Dumbledore fell down dead.
"That's why I don't have a nose!" Said Voldemort.
He threw Harry's wand back at him, and it hit Harry right on his lighting bolt scar.
Harry whinced in pain as Voldemort began to vanish. vanishing.
"We'll meet again, Harry Potter!" He said. "My hideout is in the london undergrounds, and no one knows how to get there but me! And no one else can get there but Snape!"
And with that, he was gone.
But Harry, meanwhile, had just gotten an idea.
Du-du-du-du-dum: Catch the final chapter of this epic saga in the next chapter!