"Harry Potter and the Casino Royale"
By Loki Palmer
Author's Note: Harry Potter and all related characters are the property of J.K. Rowling. Casino Royale is the property of Ian Fleming and Columbia Pictures. Well, I hope you enjoy the last chapter here!
P.S., Due to the sadness about Hermione's death in the original version, I redid Chapter 8, and so here is a redone Chapter 9 as well.
Chapter 9
Antonin Dolohov drove into his Italian villa feeling quite happy. He got Potter's money and all was looking well. As he got out of the car, his phone rang.
"Hello?"
"Antonin Dolohov?" said a cold, familiar voice.
"Yes, this is he."
"Good," the voice seemed to smile. "We need to talk."
"Who is this?" Dolohov then felt pain like nothing he had felt before as two thunderous Blasting Curses hit both of his kneecaps, shattering his legs. Naturally, in this position, he fell down to the ground and crawled forward. He saw the sky darken, he heard the thunder, and then he was flipped over onto his back.
The sight in front of him made him wet his pants in fear, as he saw before him a black-haired man, the wind blowing his hair around and his green eyes glowing with a terrible rage. The man said in a cold growl, "The name's Potter. Harry Potter."
His fear grew all the more when a brown-haired woman, her brown eyes glowing with as much rage, stepped up besides Potter and said to him in an equally cold voice, "Dolohov … how good to see you. Thanks for handing us back OUR money."
Dolohov had only one thought on his mind, "What in the nine levels of Hades did I land myself into?"
I hope you enjoyed this story! Smiles! Should I do a sequel?