Chapter 2- It Has Begun

There was nothing but silence, a silence which was dead and cold.

Harry stood firm on the grass patch and was looking at Voldermort with eyes that was ready for anything, even death.

Voldermort was furious now, "Potter you are too naive, how in the world can a mere boy of 14 years defeat me, the Dark Lord. I failed the last time because I overlooked the cheap old magic which your beloved mother used, but now that protection is useless against me boy! You are just sending yourself straight to hell! "

Voldermort picked Harry's wand out of the pile and threw it over to Harry, just as Harry caught hold of it he cried out.

"Taste your death Potter! Crucio!"

Pain shot through Harry's entire body but he was not going to give in to Voldermort, he fought the pain and stood upright. As if mocking at Voldermort, Harry smirked at him. "Is this all you got!!"

"I have not even started Potter!" Voldermort screamed, obviously feeling insulted.

"Crucio!"

"Impervius!" Harry now ready, deflected the curse.

Voldermort screamed at the pain which he unexpectedly felt, but he recovered quickly.

Harry, seeing his chance as Voldermort was still shaken, sent all the stones around him flying towards Voldermort.

Voldermort exploded all of it with much ease. Harry smiled, Voldermort had fallen for that trap. Before the smoke created by the explosion was lifted, Harry quickly hid behind one of the stands. Harry knew that if he could not come up with a good plan fast, it would be harder to defeat Voldermort.

"Ohh Harry getting scared? Ha just like your father. I am a very impatient man, if you don't appear in 10 seconds you can say bye to...... lets see... Ron Weasley. I am sure you will not let your friend die for your sake would you Potter?" A hooded Death Eater grabbed Ron and Hermione watched helplessly as he was pulled away. All the blood had been drained from Ron's face, leaving him pale.

"Harry... Help!!!" Ron thought

"Ten, Nine Eight..."

Running out of time for a plan left Harry with no choice but to jump out, "Looking for me? I am just right here!"

"Four, Three, Two.... there you are Harry, I am sorry but you had made me wait far too long, say goodbye to your beloved friend!"

Raising his wand with evilness in his eye, he cried out,"Avada Kedavra!" The green glow of light struck Ron and Ron fell to the muddy grass patch and laid there motionless.

Harry's eyes widened in shock but he felt something different about the curse, it felt much weaker. Harry rushed to Ron's side while Voldermort laughed in amusement, Hermione covered her face not wanting to see anymore, allowing her tears to fall into her hand.

Much to Harry's surprise, Ron was only out cold and still very, much alive. Ron woke up and murmured "My body ache so bad, am I in hell?"

Voldermort stared at Ron in horror as his magic had failed him. "My magic! It... It is weakening. " Voldermort said in astonishment. "YOU!! IT'S YOUR BLOOD I NEED!" screamed Voldermort pointing a shaking finger at Harry.

Leaving Ron to make his way back to safety with Professor Mcgonagall supporting him, Harry slowly inched away from Voldermort, oblivious to what Voldermort was planning to do next.

"GET THAT BOY!!"ordered Voldermort. Being over powered by death eaters and having his wand wrenched away, Harry was dragged and binded by a spell onto a rectangular wooden block conjured up by Lucious Malfoy.

Harry's head strike hard onto the wooden block leaving him dizzy for a moment. His wand was kicked under his feet.

"Potter, before you even die you will have to supply your blood to me, giving me power no one can defeat, not even that old man Dumbledore." The coldness in his voice sent a chill down Harry's spine.

How do you like this chapter? It may not be the best but I feel that I improved alittle from the first chapter. I will be updating the next few chapters soon, so look out for me!! Please read and review, anonymous reviews are welcomed too!! =)