Chapter Twenty-Five: The Summoning
A/N: Hey everyone thanks for the reviews :) they were brilliant!
I will be trying very hard to update quickly this year but apparently "school comes first" so I have to keep my grades up this year which is going to be hard because I have an algebra teacher who does nothing but sit and read a newspaper; he expects us to learn this shit by ourselves with no help what-so-ever and then he throws a chapter test at us the next day; I'm probably already half failing that class and it's not even 4 weeks into the school year. BUT I have found this amazing kid who is like a wiz so he's going to try to help me with it so hopefully that works out or I might not be allowed on the computer to write until the grade goes up. Just thought I'd warn you now and so then you know that updates will be coming but if they suddenly stop for a few weeks or so it's NOT because I gave up on the story it's just because of grades and I promise if that happens I will try my hardest to bring them back up as fast as I can and if it seems they won't be coming up for a while I will write on a piece of paper and give it to my friend so she can type it up and post it for you. Please just be patient with the updates; if I had it my way, writing would definitely come before school, but I don't.
Sorry and thanks!
~Severus Addicted
Harry awoke to the sound of whispers floating around the candle lit room. Slowly, he opened his eyes only to see Destiny sitting in the middle of the room speaking to someone; someone he could not see.
"I don't care! Say a single word to him about it and I swear to god you will never see the light!" Destiny whispered darkly to the air.
Harry narrowed her eyes at her and continued to listen to her conversation, "Who are you talking to, Destiny?"
Suddenly the candles began to flicker until they blew out. Harry jumped to his feet ready to fight anything that came his way.
The sound of Destiny groaning could be heard a few feet away from him, "Those dang candles keep flickering on and off. I think someone put them up with magic."
Harry ignored her response and asked again, "Who were you talking to, Destiny?"
"Some demonic spirit who keeps threatening to go to Voldemort and telling him we are trying to figure a way out of here." Destiny replied calmly.
Harry nodded slowly, "Oh…"
The candles slowly began to fade back on only to go out once again.
"Don't trust her…" A voice whispered in his ear making him jump in surprise.
"What? Who are you?" Harry whispered under his breath as he inched farther away from Destiny.
"Do not trust her." The voice whispered again in his ear.
"Why not?" Harry whispered back.
Suddenly, chills ran up and down Harry's spine as if a cold wind just blew on him. Slowly, the candles turned back on, illuminating the room.
Destiny was staring at Harry in an odd manner as he rubbed his arms in an attempt to warm them up, "Do you have chills, Harry?"
Harry nodded his head, "I think I might just be hungry…"
Slowly, Destiny nodded her head but she continued to give him an odd look.
"Something wicked this way comes…" A voice laughed maniacally in his ear.
Harry turned around himself to see if he could see anyone.
Destiny sighed, "Just ignore him… He's the one that keeps threatening me."
The sound of something clattering on the floor made both Destiny and Harry spin around to see what happened. There, lying in the center of the stone floor was a tray with two pieces of bread and a rotten apple.
"Oh look! They gave us a feast!" Destiny said in a sarcastic, cheerful tone. She rolled her eyes then proceeded towards the tray to inspect the food they gave them.
"Well this looks appetizing." Harry mumbled disgustedly as he rolled the apple over with the toe of his shoe.
"Shut up and eat you ungrateful children!" A voice yelled from somewhere above them.
Harry whipped his head up to see where the voice was coming from. About twelve feet above their heads was a Death Eater looking down at them from what appeared to be a door. Sunlight slithered in past the man as he stood there.
"Five minutes!" The man shouted angrily at them before slamming the door shut making the sunlight disappear in seconds.
Harry looked over at Destiny who looked rather pale, "Are you alright, Destiny?"
Slowly, Destiny nodded her head, "That's my father…"
Harry looked back up to where the door was and said, "I'm sorry, Destiny."
Destiny shrugged her shoulders and said, "Doesn't matter, he's no longer my father."
Harry didn't know what to do so instead he slowly wrapped his arms around her shoulders and gave her a brief hug, "It's going to be okay, Destiny." Harry whispered softly in an attempt to make him and her believe it.
Destiny shrugged and looked down at the rotten apple.
With a sigh Harry decided it was best if he changed the subject now, "So, what do you think he meant by "five minutes"?"
Destiny shrugged her shoulders and continued to stare at the apple.
'Did she just become even paler after I mentioned that?' Harry thought to himself before saying out loud, "Maybe he meant five minutes before the food disappeared?"
Destiny shrugged again but looked sincerely doubtful at his suggestion.
Harry sighed and picked up a piece of the bread that was lying on the metal tray. After smelling it to see if it was poisoned he handed it to Destiny and said, "Please eat something, Destiny."
Destiny just turned from him and sat down against the wall.
Harry sighed sadly and dropped the bread back onto the tray then sat down beside her, "What's on your mind?"
"You don't want to know…" she mumbled softly.
"Of course I want to know, Destiny. If this is bothering you, I want to know." Harry told her as if to say he wasn't backing down.
Destiny shrugged, "It doesn't matter, Harry. Please drop it."
Harry sighed, 'I hope the Order comes and saves us soon because there is no way in hell we are getting out of here without wands…'
Suddenly a door appeared on the other side of the wall and out stepped the same man that threw them the rotten food five minutes ago, "Get up." He grumbled to them.
They stood like he asked them too then he bound their wrists together with a piece of rope before putting a black bag over their heads.
Harry felt himself being led out of the room by the man. The walk to their destination was a long one and when they finally arrived the man still did not take off the black bag from his head. Harry sighed and listened intently to see if he could figure anything out.
"Take the bag off now, dear Bella." Voldemort said from a few feet away.
Sunlight hit Harry's face as the bag was pulled off. Harry looked around himself to see if he could see Destiny but she was no where to be seen. "What did you do with her?" Harry asked his nemesis.
Voldemort smirked, "Are you growing feelings for Miss. Lite?" Voldemort asked with a sly smile placed firmly on his ugly face.
Harry could have growled at him.
"To answer your annoying question Brat, she is getting ready to watch me kill you." Voldemort said simply as he sat down in his seat a few feet away from where Harry was standing.
Harry gave him a confused look, "What?"
Voldemort smiled brightly and clapped his hands, "Oh she didn't tell you?" At Harry's shake of his head he continued, "Oh what a great actor you have as a daughter Mr. Lite."
The man smiled brightly, "Thank you, my Lord."
The door opened to the left of the group of Death Eaters and in walked Destiny wearing a silver dress and carrying a long, pointed dagger.
Destiny chanced a glance at Harry but when she saw him looking at her she quickly lowered her gaze and stood beside her father. Tears were daring to fall from her eyes.
Harry glared dangerously at her, "Traitor."
Destiny felt a tear overflow from her eyes and she quickly blinked it away and pretended to ignore him.
Voldemort continued to smile brightly at the scene before him, "Who do you think was speaking to you through your head, Mr. Potter?"
Harry snapped his head to stare at him, "What?"
"I take it as you do not know. Oh my, oh my, what a wonderful day it is! Well then I will answer that one for you as well. The voice you kept hearing inside your head was Miss. Lite. You heard the voice in the tone of a male instead of a young lady's as to keep her identity a secret so she could try to get to know you inside the cellar when we finally captured you."
Hot tears dared to form in his eyes at the betrayal. He turned his head so he could glare at her.
Destiny continued to keep her head down in shame.
Voldemort sighed softly and shrugged his shoulders, "I guess it is time to begin then. Bring me the dagger Miss. Lite."
Reluctantly, Destiny slowly brought the dagger up to her master then quickly returned to her spot beside her father who smiled proudly at her.
Destiny lowered her eyes to the ground once again.
Voldemort raised the dagger up so the sunlight would shine on the metal, "Are you ready to die, Mr. Potter?"
Harry continued to stare at Destiny as he said, "Get it over with, Voldy."
Voldemort made a clicking noise with his tongue before he said, "I can make your death as slow as I want, Mr. Potter."
Harry removed his gaze from Destiny to look at the man that was threatening his life, "I don't care."
With a sigh Voldemort stood from his chair and slowly began his way down to the boy. Slowly he ran the edge of the dagger down Harry's arm; not enough to cut through the skin but enough to give him chills all over, "You don't care?"
Slowly, Harry shook his head in denial.
Again Voldemort ran the edge of the dagger down Harry's arm but this time he pressed hard enough to give him a shallow cut down his arm. Harry hissed out in pain but refused to show it in his eyes.
Destiny snapped her head up and stared with horror as blood trickled down his arm from the cut.
"How about now?" Voldemort asked as if he was playing a game.
Again, Harry shook his head in denial.
Destiny glared at Harry's stubborn answers. She began to chant under her breath, "Spirits, shadows, demons, and poltergeists: I summon you all for help." Destiny closed her eyes and waited a few seconds.
Suddenly, a winter breeze came out of no where and began to encircle the crowd of wizards. Sprits, shadows, demons, and poltergeists began to fly out of the wind and circle the room.
Voldemort turned his red eyes on Destiny, "You! How dare you betray your father like this! You will pay!"
Suddenly a demon attacked Voldemort's leg like an angry dog. He tried to shake it off but the more he tried the more the demon held on.
Destiny ran to Harry's side and untied his arms, "Come on!"
Harry stared at her, "Why should I? How can I trust you?"
"PLEASE!" Destiny pleaded at him as she watched the lost souls surround the entire Death Eater population, "We don't have much time!"
Harry looked over to where the souls were surrounding the Death Eaters in a wall of snow. Slowly, he nodded his head to show he would follow her.
Destiny smiled lightly then grabbed his hand and ran for the door she knew would lead the way out of the chamber.
Harry followed her even though he didn't know if she was to be trusted anymore or not.
She led him down a hallway and stopped at a dead end.
Harry rolled his eyes, "You honestly don't know where you are going do you?" Harry asked angrily.
She simply glared at him before turning to face the brick wall and tap six different bricks. The brick wall slowly began to move out of their way but before it opened the entire way Destiny dragged him into it and the door closed.
"Where are we going?" Harry whispered "I can't see anything." Harry said as he felt her grab his hand once again and pull him down what he assumed was a hallway.
"This is a secret passageway. Not even Voldemort knows about it… It leads us far into the woods." Destiny replied softly.
Harry was silent for a few moments as they walked until suddenly he said, "You betrayed me…"
Destiny came to an abrupt stop and she turned to stare at him, "I know and I am so sorry, Harry! I never wanted to do what I did! Voldemort and father made me… They said if I was worthy of my blood-line then I would do this… I just didn't realize how nice you were then… It didn't take long for me to figure out how nice you were…"
"You tried to get me to kill myself! I thought I was going crazy because I was hearing voices!" Harry shouted at her.
Destiny quickly clapped her hand over his mouth, "I don't know if they can hear us if we are loud or not." Once she saw Harry nod his head she continued, "I did not choose to say those things that I said to you Harry, Voldemort had it written down for me and when I would speak to you through your head he was always right beside me to make sure I said exactly what was written on the paper."
Slowly it was all making sense again. Harry gave a relieved sigh, 'I knew she wasn't evil…' "I understand, Destiny. You had no choice in your actions…"
Destiny smiled happily. She was highly glad that he finally understood that none of this was her idea or choice. She suddenly threw her arms around him and gave him a hug, "Oh thank you, thank you, thank you!"
Harry laughed lightly and pried her hands from his neck, "You are welcome, Destiny."
With a smile Destiny stepped back and grabbed his hand again so she could lead him through the dark tunnel.
"It would be really nice if whoever made this tunnel also put in lights…" Harry mumbled when he tripped on a stone.
Destiny nodded her head, "Agreed."
"At least you can see in the dark. But me? I'm completely blind." Harry said with a sigh.
"Sorry. I think we should be coming to the end soon enough." Destiny told him softly.
"I have a question." Harry said after a few moments of silence.
"I could have an answer but then again who knows." Destiny said with a smile.
A small smile formed on his lips at her reply, "Was there a lot of windows in that room we were in? Because there sure was a lot of sunlight. I never thought of Voldemort to be a sunlight kind of guy…"
Destiny smirked, "No, he just wanted it to be the "perfect scene" for when he ended your life so he had some of the Death Eaters float sunlight balls in the air by the ceiling."
"Oh okay. It's too bad every time he plans my death something goes wrong. Poor man, first he got beat up by me as a three-year-old, then in my first year, second year, and last year when he "returned". I bet he is getting rather frustrated with this chain of events." Harry smirked.
This got a laugh out of Destiny, "Oh he is…"
All of a sudden light began to fade into the darkness from up ahead, "I think that's the exit." Destiny told him in excitement.
They began to walk a little faster in an attempt to get out of the darkness sooner.
After a few minutes they stepped out of the darkness and into sunlight. Harry turned to look at the exit and noticed it looked like a cave. With a shiver Harry turned to look around himself, "What woods are we in?" Harry asked her softly.
"The Dead Man's Woods." Destiny told him as she began to walk farther from the cave.
Harry followed her and said, "Well that's not a creepy name or anything…"
Destiny only giggled then began to lead him West, "If we continue to go West eventually we will arrive at a broken down shack where we can stay the rest of the night."
"I kind of wanted to get back home before the day was over…" Harry mumbled but followed her West anyway.
Destiny laughed, "That's not going to happen. We have a long ways to walk yet, I just hope we make it to the shack before dark."
Harry stopped and gave her a worried look, "Why does it matter if it's before dark?"
"It's called Dead Man's Woods for a reason, Harry." Destiny told him knowingly.
A/N: I bet you didn't see that one coming did you :p haha :)
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~Severus Addicted