A/N: I desperately tried to stay away from my computer…but the last chapter had me preoccupied for two hours before I finally gave in and decided to just upload a really long chapter…in this chapter Voldemort comes back to power so I've taken quite a number of things from GoF only instead of Wormtail I used Lucius and of course I added my own twist to it…
Chapter 18
As soon as he saw that Severus's wand was out, Harry pulled his own out and stepped to Severus's left side.
"Harry, get back, now!" Severus growled, trying to push the boy out of harm's way.
"No," Harry replied stubbornly. He knew that he didn't last much chance in a battle with Voldemort's supporters, but he wasn't keen on letting his guardian get hurt.
"Aww, isn't this just touching? It sickens me!" Bellatrix growled. She pointed her wand at Severus. "Crucio!"
Severus didn't even have time to duck before the spell hit him. Instantly he felt the unbearable pain of the Cruciatus Curse. He fell to the floor, trying to breathe through the pain, but eventually it became too much, and he began screaming in agony.
Harry stared down at Severus, his eyes wide and fearful. "Severus!" he screamed, the reality of the situation finally crashing down on him. His guardian was in no position to help him now, Voldemort's supporters were in the house, and all he knew how to do was light up a wand and make objects levitate; he and Severus were doomed.
"Don't move, or I'll kill him," Bellatrix's voice hissed as he took a step towards Severus. He froze instantly. "Good," Bellatrix whispered softly. "Lucius, take him back to the graveyard, I'll meet you there," she said, turning to Lucius. He nodded curtly before roughly grabbing Harry by the arm.
"Don't hurt him! The Dark Lord wants him uninjured!" Bellatrix hissed.
"I'm not!" Lucius growled, and then apparated to the graveyard, leaving Bellatrix alone with Severus, who was still writhing on the floor. Bellatrix gave a flick of her wand and instantly saw the man's body relax.
"The Dark Lord will be most pleased indeed," she smiled her crazed, psychopathic smile before binding his wrists with ropes, confiscating his wand, and apparating to the graveyard with him.
HPSSHPSSHPSSHPSS
"What are you going to do with Severus?" Harry screamed, struggling to escape from Lucius's strong grip.
"Oh, probably let Bella kill him," Lucius smirked nastily.
Harry's face paled. "Please don't hurt Severus!" he sobbed, "It's me you want!"
"The Dark Lord doesn't take kindly to traitors, Potter," Lucius said.
There was a loud crack and Bella appeared. Harry's heart leapt to his throat when he saw Severus's face, looking exhausted yet defiant and determined at the same time.
"Lucius, you have the body?" Bella asked.
"Yeah, oy, Bella, you think we should…er…unfreeze Lockhart about now?" Lucius asked.
Bella scowled, "fine," she growled.
Lucius muttered the counter curse and Lockhart got up from the grass. "Give me that," he snapped, taking back the wig Bellatrix had stolen from him. "Oh, Harry! I have been dying to meet you!" Lockhart gasped excitedly.
"On second thought," Lucius growled, "I liked him better the way we had him."
HPSSHPSSHPSS
"Allright, let's get this over with," Bellatrix sighed.
Lucius nodded, grabbing the body and dumping it into the largest cauldron Harry had ever seen. Harry could feel his scar beginning to burn.
Let it drown. Harry thought his scar burning almost past endurance. Please let it drown.
Lucius was speaking. His voice shook; he seemed frightened beyond his wits. He raised his wand, closed his eyes and spoke to the night.
"Bone of the father, unknowingly given, you will renew your son!"
The surface at the grave of Harry's feet cracked. Horrified, Harry watched as a fine trickle of dust rose into the air at Lucius's command and fell softly into the cauldron. The diamond surface of the water broke and hissed; it sent sparks in all directions and turned a vivid, poisonous-looking blue.
And now Lucius was whimpering. He pulled a long, thin, shining silver dagger from inside his cloak. His voice broke into petrified sobs.
"Flesh of the servant, w-willingly given, you will revive your master."
He stretched his right hand out in front of him. He gripped the dagger very tightly in his left hand and swung it upward.
Harry realized what Lucius was about to do a second before it happened. He closed his eyes as tightly as he could, but he could not block the scream that pierced the night, that went through Harry as though he had been stabbed with the dagger too. He heard something fall to the ground, heard Lucius's anguished panting, then a sickening splash, as something was dropped into the cauldron. Harry couldn't stand to look, but the potion had turned a burning red; the light opf it shone through Harry's closed eyelids.
Lucius was gasping and moaning with agony. Not until Harry felt Lucius's anguished breath on his face did he realize that Lucius was right in front of him.
"B-blood of the enemy, forcibly taken, you will resurrect your foe."
"No!" Severus screamed.
"Crucio," Bellatrix said quietly, and she left it at that for a minute before removing the curse. "Continue, Lucius," she said quietly.
Harry could do nothing to prevent it, he was tied too tightly. Squinting down, struggling hopelessly at the ropes binding him, he saw the shining silver dagger shaking in Lucius's remaining hand. He felt its point penetrate the crook of his right arm and blood seeping down the sleeve of his torn robes. Lucius, still panting with pain, fumbled in his pocket for a glass vial and held it to Harry's cut, so that a dribble of blood fell into it.
He staggered back to the cauldron with Harry's blood. He poured it inside. The liquid within turned, instantly, a blinding white. Lucius, his job done, dropped to his knees beside the cauldron, then slumped sideways and lay on the ground, cradling the bleeding stump of his arm, gasping and sobbing.
Bellatrix, ignoring him completely, glanced eagerly up at the cauldron.
The cauldron was simmering, sending its diamond sparks in all directions, so blindingly bright that it turned all else to velvety blackness. Nothing happened.
Let it have drowned. Harry thought. Let it have gone wrong.
And then, suddenly, the sparks emanating from the cauldron were extinguished. A surge of white steam billowed thickly from the cauldron instead, obliterating everything in front of Harry, so that he couldn't see Lucius or Severus or anything but vapor hanging in the air. It's gone wrong. He thought. It's drowned. Please, please let it be dead.
But then, through the mist in front of him, he saw, with an icy surge of terror, the dark outline of a man, tall and skeletally thin, rising slowly from inside the cauldron.
"Robe me," said the high cold voice from behind the steam, and Lucius, sobbing and moaning, still cradling his mutilated arm, scrambled to pick up the black robes from the ground, got to his feet, reached up, and pulled them one-handed over his master's head.
The thin man stepped out of the cauldron, staring at Harry, and Harry stared back into the face that had haunted his nightmares for three years. Whiter than a skull, with wide, livid scarlet eyes, and a nose that was flat as a snake's with slits for nostrils.
Lord Voldemort had risen again.
A/N: This is six pages long…you better like it…
Review Replies:
RavenWing333: So true…so true…
Bec: Nope not at all! Lol…by the way love the name…I take it you've read the Demonata or is that just coincidence?
jessirose85: Thanks
Rori Potter: I will
cara-tanaka: Poor, poor Lockhart
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MOONLIGHT-97: Yeah…the guy's messed up
Dramatic-Demon: Poor Dursleys…Poor Lucius…Poor Bellatrix…and Poor old Voldemort…
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