Chapter Fourteen: Albus
Guys, I am so sorry for not upadating. I've been traveling and writing as much as I could.
He should've said sorry. He didn't. Tom was dead. No one had ever survived the killing curse. Except for his dad of course. Why did Albus even get mad at Tom? His father killed Albus's fathers parents.
What had Albus said to Tom? 'Your-your father killed my fathers parents! Plus many other people! Who knows what you'll turn into!'
And what were the last words Albus had said to Tom? 'Sorry, Tom. It just won't work out, our fathers history, yours a evil Wizard. Mine, a-a...' Tom finished the sentence for him. 'Hero.'
Albus shrunk into the corner. All the Gryffindors were raging. Albus covered his hands in his head. Why? He wondered.
"Hey Albus. I'm sorry." James said, patting him on the back.
"Be quiet all of you! Does it look like we care if we just killed someone?" The Gryffindor intruder roared. Albus cared. Albus should've been smarter. He should've forgiven Tom.
"Stop!" Someone yelled. Albus and James looked up. It was Lysander. His wand was out. The four intruders looked at Lysander.
"Lysander? What are you doing? You saw what they did to Tom." Lorcan muttered, trying to pull him down.
"What do you want?" The Ravenclaw intruder snapped. Lysander stepped up to man.
"A duel. You win, you can do whatever you want. If I win, you let all of us go, and you give us information. Deal?" Lysander said.
"Deal." Albus felt the smirk of the man underneath that mask of his.
"Drakon, you're my second." The man said to the Hufflepuff.
"Alright Chase." Draken said, stepping next to Chase.
"Jenna, you're mine." Lysander said unexpectedly.
"No! Stop!" A voice yelled. It was Professor McGonagall. All the teachers were trapped in some kind of huge invisible bubble.
"Lysander, please, they'll kill you, like Tom." Lorcan muttered. Albus could just hear him.
"Is Lysander crazy? Why is McGonagall the only one trying to hold him back? Lorcan isn't doing anything." James mumbled.
"Don't you hear Lorcan talking to him?" Albus said, confused. James looked surprised and shook his head. Albus saw Lucy next to Lorcan, her head was drooped and her body was limp. Albus wondered how her wound was. He remembered his father telling the story about Uncle George's ear. Lucy's wound wasn't any better than the description of Uncle George's ear. The edge of the cut was a dark purple color. The wound oozed some sort of thick red liquid which Albus knew was blood. Lucy was shaking violently. Rose was trying to help the blood stop by using a severing charm on her robes and wrapping them around the wound.
Jenna seemed quite surprised at Lysander's request, but she stood up, shaking a bit like Lucy. Albus understood that Tom and her were close, Jenna staggered up next to Lysander and whispered something to her. Jenna looked surprised. . .was it Albus's imagination or did Jenna look a bit happier? Lysander had told Jenna something.
Chase kicked aside Tom's body, Tom rolled over, his arms over his face.
Jenna released a quiet whimper, Albus felt Chase suppress a smirk as he spoke.
"Ready?" he said.
"Ready." Lysander said defiantly. Chase yelled something and whipped out his wand. Lysander flew backwards and slumped against a wall. Chase and Drakon sniggered. Albus wanted to go out there and give the two men a piece of him, but he didn't. Albus saw Jenna looking at Tom as if he would spring up, happy and safe. Alas, the whole school had seen Tom die. Lysander stirred as Jenna stepped forward and waved her wand. The two sniggering men were hoisted in the air by their ankles. They waved their own wands and tried to do something. Lysander stood up again.
His wand let out a purple blast and hit the two men. They froze. Jenna let go and fire erupted from her wand towards the men, as soon as it hit them, they scrambled up and patted their body. They were both on fire and screaming. A minute ago, they seemed like vicious murderers, now, they were two screaming babies.
They must've remembered that they were wizards and took their wand and water blasted all over them. Lysander had flung them against a wall and they were dazed. The two students were obviously thinking how they could end the battle. They couldn't kill the two men, they had to do something else. Jenna and Lysander looked at each other. (My stomach really had giant fluttering butterflies when writing this part) Lysander nodded at Jenna. She looked down at Tom, and it looked like she was concentrating hard.
Chase and Drakon stood up and readied their wands, about to cast a spell.
"Avada-" They both began, but a flash of green light made them fall to their knees, wrapped in vines. The vines creeping up to their mouths, then, they were silent. The vines squeezed their hands so hard that they dropped their wands. The whole room looked at amazement behind Lysander and Jenna.
Tom Riddle had just come back from the dead.