Disclaimer - I do not own Harry Potter and its characters in any way shape or form
(A/n) I have to apologize for taking so long to update a new chapter…it's been almost 2 or 3 years lol. I went through a lot the past years had to get my life together but I'm back now & I will try to update a new chapter every week. But for now here it is chapter 13 hope you enjoy…
Chapter 13 – Battle
Hermione leaned up against the dirty cold stone grey wall. The leaking water that dripped constantly into the puddle below didn't bother her anymore. She didn't know exactly how long she had been locked inside but it felt like years. The rats that came and nibbled at her food no longer bothered her as well she had finally accepted she might die in this horrid dungeon.
Rapid thoughts about Ron and Harry's death replayed in her mind over and over. She hated them for putting her in her current position but she would never wish death upon anyone. Dried crusted velvet blood streaks lined her arm from trying to work her wrists out of the heavy metal chains.
The door lock began to make noise alerting her that some one was messing around with it. She didn't think anything of it; it was probably just 'feeding time'. The door opened allowing light to rush in and warm her bruised and worn body but a shadowy figure blocked some of it casting a creepy shadow in the cell.
"Are you alive Ms. Granger?" she recognized Draco's voice immediately. She didn't want to reply she wanted to utter a killing curse and murder him.
"I'm alive," she murmured in a barely audible voice. Draco stepped forward so she could see him. He was grinning slightly dressed in a beautiful robe and slippers.
"Release her," he finally said after staring at her for a moment. "Take her upstairs bathe her clean her wounds and take her shopping." He reached up to touch her face but Hermione moved from his grip. "I'm sorry I had to punish you darling but that lamp did hurt."
She spit. "It warms my soul more then freedom to know it hurt you," Hermione blurted out.
Draco laughed off the comment. "I will see you at dinner my dear," he replied then left the cell. A few new house elves's entered the cell and began freeing Hermione's arms. She eyed them carefully and noticed Piacci was missing.
"Do any of you know where Piacci is?" she asked quickly in a low whisper.
"Piacci gone," was the only response she got before they lead her out of her prison.
The morning sun began to peek its sparkling face over the mountains, dawn was approaching. Light began to spread and dash around the landscape calling out to all life begging it to awaken and indulge in the warmth it sent forward. Harry was still gripped tightly in the dragons grasp breathing heavily thinking of a plan. He had at least one clip left in his jacket and the prefect's wand from earlier. He looked at the sun as it dragged itself higher into the sky warming his beaten and tattered body. The great beast flapped his mighty wings and swooped down towards an empty grassy clearing finally releasing Harry down into the soft damp grass.
He quickly rolled to his feet and reloaded his desert eagle and drew his…well the prefect from the night before wand. He scouted the area looking for cover or something that can assist him in the battle against Snape. He has never seen Snape actually duel aside from that short quarrel with Gilroy Lockhart during his second year, he had no clue what to expect. The dragon flew upward letting flames spew from his mouth and out into the morning sky roaring loudly as it did so. Harry noticed Snape leap from its back and sail towards the clearing landing quietly a few feet away.
"Can you hear me Potter?" Snape questioned in his usual tone.
"Let's get this over with Snape," Harry replied coldly. "I really have nothing else to say to you. We both know why we are here and what we are here to do."
"You took the words right out of my mouth Potter," Snape said grinning. "I do wish you the best of luck in our little battle."
Harry stood to his feet gripping his pistol and wand tightly. Running different scenarios in his mind and quickly abandoning the ones that ended in his death. Snape reached his hand behind him and unsheathed his sword the long blade glistened in the early morning sunlight. Harry noticed it had words he couldn't make out from his current distance inscribed on it. They both stood for a moment staring each other down counting seconds in their heads until the fight they had both been aching for would begin.
Wind blew the grass in wild directions swooping to and fro pulling loose blades up to dance with it in the sky. Snapes long coat swayed slightly in the wind then was pulled from him floating off into the distance. His black outfit sent shivers up Harry's spine for some strange reason it looked like something an executioner would wear.
"Your sense of style hasn't changed over the years Snape," Harry said laughing but Snape did not reply. He grinned slightly then dashed forward tearing towards Harry chuckling the whole way.
Harry pointed his wand at his gun and muttered some type of spell. The gun began to shine brightly and sparkle like several diamonds. Snape stopped in his tracks and covered his eyes. "What the hell?" he mumbled.
Harry began to fire sending bullets surrounded by magical energy speeding towards Snape. The bullets flew forward but were deflected by Snapes swords quick rapid movements. Harry was shocked the sword was enchanted by some form of magic that allowed it to protect Snape from attacks.
"Oblivion," Snape smirked with these words. His sword pointed forward and released the powerful memory erase charm Harry had learned years ago. "Expelliarmous," Harry easily deflected the spell then began to fire more bullets at Snape.
The sword began dashing around deflecting bullets again but a blasting charm sped past and collided with Snape sending him to one knee. "I see the weakness in your sword," Harry began. "You have enchanted it with a protection spell so you can fight your enemy and be protected at the same time, but it cannot stop too many attacks at once."
Snape began applauding. "Very observant Mr. Potter," he complimented. "Safelem Oroarno," the sword fired a huge ball of flame at Harry. "But you didn't notice that the sword is also my wand."
Harry barely dodged the mighty fireball he was so distracted by Snape's words. 'How in the hell can that sword be his wand?' he thought.
"LET'S END THIS POTTER!" Snape shouted wrapping his hand around the sword handle then dashing towards Harry.
"Trafigorous metallus," after Harry muttered these words his wand began to extend and shape like a sword. He immediately blocked Snapes swift slash and side stepped firing a bullet into Snapes leg forcing him to stumble back.
"How'd you transmute your wand into a sword?" Snape asked breathing heavily. Blood leaked from his fresh gun shot wound in his leg.
"Lets end this," Harry's eyes burned with a flame unlink any other Snape had ever seen. For the first time in his life he felt fear…felt like maybe he might die today.
"Valetay incantarto," Snape shouted releasing a blasting charm at Harry. "Die Potter!" the blasting charm began to fire rapidly from his sword sending several shots around the grassy clearing. Harry dodged them all then released a few charms and bullets himself. After a moment of rapidly firing blasting charms at each other they both ceased fire breathing heavily.
Sweat poured down their heads and fell to the ground feeding the thirsty grass below them. Patches of grass were missing in the clearing from all the magical charms that had burned into them. They were both tired now and at a stalemate. Both only had one option left…
"Avada Kadvera!" they both shouted at the same time. Both killing curses collided in the middle of the clearing and began a power struggle. The grass around them began to whip and swirl violently as the magical build up from the power struggle grew in the area. It swelled, twisted, and grew burning some portions of the clearing to a charred crisp.
"P-Potter," Snape stammered. The power struggle was draining magical energy from them and everything around them. Harry held his ground firmly gripping his wand with both hands taking slow steps forward towards Snape. The closer they got the larger the buildup grew it was warm inside the buildup cleanly drying up the bullet beads of sweat on their foreheads.
Harry looked Snape in his eyes staring him down. "Good bye Snape," he said coldly. Harry spun in a three-sixty motion dodging the small explosion of magical energy. He aimed pointed and fired the entire clip in Snapes direction.
"Avada Kadvera!" he shouted sending the killing curse speeding towards Snape quickly behind the bullets. Snapes eyes grew large and hollow as he watched his sword block the bullets and noticed the killing curse speeding towards him. Harry stood to his feet and breathed deeply to calm his breathing. He stared at Snapes motionless body for a moment before turning around to walk away.
A familiar loud roar pierced the air as Snapes dragon swooped from nowhere breathing fire down in Harry's direction. Harry quickly rolled to the side and pointed his wand towards Snapes body. "Wingardium Leviousa!" Snapes sword floated quickly into the air. Harry pointed his wand towards the dragon sending the sword speeding towards it. The dragon flapped its wings to turn around for a second attack as it did the sword stabbed into its chest. The dragon's usual roar escaped his mouth with a different tone to it, a tone of pain. It crashed into the ground moments later slowly dying.
Harry took one final look at the area around him them walked towards the forest disappearing quickly.
(Outside of Malfoy Manor)
Yes…Ms. Granger is fine…the blood moon is in a few more days…Piacci is dead…I will infiltrate when they go shopping…bugged the house…understood sir…