«Harry Potter - Life After Hogwarts»
=Prologue=
This FanFic is set after Harry leaves Hogwarts. To fully understand this FanFic, you would need to have read Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince. Also, if you do not own HP:HBP and are afraid of spoilers ;D, this FanFic isn't for you. :P
For those guys who were around about a year ago, you'd know that I wrote a FanFic along these lines too... But I pretty much blew that one, so here's another try. ;D
BTW, Pig, I really love Red Ruby, so don't mind me if I slipped a little bit of it into my story.
Note: I am trying to follow JK Rowling's style as much as possible, so don't blame me if you feel *very* confused at the beginning. :P ;D
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«Chapter I»
The Beginning of the Beginning
A huge eagle circled the sky as a tall, red-haired teenage boy cheered Harry on, who had his face screwed up in concentration. There was a loud crack, and a handsome lion was standing exactly where Harry was standing.
Ron gave a loud whoop as the eagle overhead swooped down and landed in front of the lion. There was another crack, and a teenage female with bushy hair erupted from the ground where the eagle was standing a moment ago. She too, was applauding Harry.
The scene faded away into blackness. For a moment, everything was black. Then, Harry felt his eyes open.
Harry Potter, 18, was sleeping on a couch in a darkened house. Loud snores, undoubtedly produced by the red-haired Ronald Weasley, filled the room. Even as Harry lay there, smiling slightly, he felt suddenly thirsty and sat up, looking around, before making his way to the kitchen.
This house was in fact a wrecked one, which explains why Harry, Ron and Hermione were all sleeping in the living room. The only two rooms in the house that were left intact were the hall and the kitchen. The rest of this house was destroyed... by Lord Voldemort.
Harry set down his glass of water a little harder than he intended to. In fact, Lord Voldemort lost his powers seventeen years ago under this very roof... The Potters' residence in Godric's Hollow.
Harry sat down on a chair as he thought about the dream he had earlier. It did really happen a few weeks ago, at the Ministry of Magic. Harry, Ron and Hermione were learning Animagi. Hermione could turn into an eagle, while Harry could turn into a lion. Ron, on the other hand, could turn into a bat.
The lights flared on suddenly and Harry found a wand pointing at his throat.
How is it?
*claps* So far so good, 0612!
Yay! But my suspense is a little lame...
"Hermione!"
She sighed and lowered her wand.
"What's up with you?" Harry asked irritably. "You're getting as paranoid as Mad-Eye Moody."
"Yeah, well... I'm scared, you know."
"Of what? Ron snoring?"
"Look, we destroyed his horcruxes, he'll be coming to get us any time!"
"So you're worried of being murdered in bed? Well... show some faith in your own intruder alarms, would you?"
Hermione stared at him, speechless.
"For goodness sake, what you need right now is some sleep." With that, Harry gave Hermione a pat on the back and left the kitchen.
Voldemort had six horcruxes. Of these six, five have already been destroyed. These were: Tom Riddle's diary, his ring, the one in the locket, the one in Helga Hufflepuff's cup and the snake Nagini.
The last horcrux was the most mysterious of all. Nobody knew anything about it... What it is, or where it is... Or how the hell he's ever going to lay his hands on it.
Harry fell asleep almost immediately upon lying down on the couch.
****
A loud bang rocked the room and Harry leapt off his couch in fright, suddenly wide awake. Looking around, Ron and Hermione were too sitting up with facial expressions similar to his.
"Ron, is that your idea of an alarm clock?" Harry asked, scratching his head.
"You were the one who wanted us awake at six."
Harry whacked his face with his palm before saying, "Fine... Go brush your teeth and we'll be off."
There were only two bathrooms in the house, so Ron decided to wait.
Running over all his teeth with his toothbrush, Harry was thinking about their next destination. They were going to Hogwarts. It turned out the Dumbledore really died, but had decided to return as a ghost. Harry needed his advice and help.
Setting his toothbrush back, Harry stepped out of the bathroom, allowing Ron to slip past him and enter.
****
The trio stepped out into the front lawns of Godric's Hollow and turned a little to see two tombstones. He walked over and knelt down in front of them, speaking in a whisper hardly louder than the whistling wind.
"Mom, Dad... Ron, Hermione and I are going to Hogwarts."
There was a little silence as he watched the two tombstones before he got up to his feet and rejoined his two friends.
Counting to three, all of them spun lightly on the spot. There were loud cracks as they disapparated.
****
They apparated into Hogsmeade and began to make their way against the autumn wind towards the school.
I can't come on during the weekend, as usual... Then the 26ths is a holiday too, so I can't come on either... Which means my next post will be on the 27th.
this is realy gd and i dont mind at alll
I won't be here for two days, so I'll post two days' worth
They found themselves outside Dumbledore's office after a surprisingly short amount of time. Harry provided the stone gargoyle with the password ("Lime Coke" ;D) and ascended the steps to Dumbledore's office.
Harry knocked thrice on the door and pushed it open. There, sitting on the headmaster's seat was Dumbledore, pearly white and transparent, hardly visible through the sunlight streaming in through the windows.
"Morning, Harry, Mr Weasley, Miss Granger."
Harry returned the greeting and sat down across Dumbledore.
"I heard that you have destroyed another Horcrux a few nights ago?" Dumbledore enquired, fixing Harry with a penetrating stare, though his smile was evident under that transparent moustache.
"Yes, sir." Harry lifted Helga Hufflepuff's cup out of his pocket and placed it gingerly in front of Dumbledore.
Dumbledore's smile merely widened as, waving his transparent hand, the cup soared through the air and landed inside a glass-fronted cabinet, alongside Salazar Slytherin's locket and Godric Gryffindor's sword.
"I believe the purpose of visiting me today is for help on the last Horcrux?" Dumbledore asked, once again fixing Harry with his penetrating stare.
"Yes, sir."
"There is a legend of a demon who resides in a ruby with the power to end the world. This legend also mentions the Matanat family, who were destinied to keep the stone away from the demon, who attempts to break free every century."
"The legend depicts a girl, who came across the ruby where the demon was sealed, in a shop. She consequently got possessed by the demon, and was liberated with the help of Kenka Lee Matanat, who was one of the stone's protectors."
There was a slightly stunned silence, which was broken by Ron.
"But... how's that supposed to help us?"
"From what I could gather," continued Dumbledore as though there was no interruption, "this tale was very familiar to Lord Voldemort. It would not be surprising if he, too, used a Red Ruby as a Horcrux, turned it into a necklace, and left it in a store."
Harry and Ron agreed that that was a good idea, but Hermione spotted a loophole.
"But that's risky... I mean, the Horcrux could be destroyed."
Dumbledore smiled. "You are indeed the brightest witch I ever met."
Her face turned a brillant shade of maroon.
"Do not forget that Lord Voldemort thinks he has six Horcruxes. In his view, losing one wouldn't matter. And anyway, he probably wanted it in muggle hands, since a muggle accident can hardly destroy a gemstone, can it?"
Hermione nodded.
Each 'page' or daily instalment is about 2000 characters ;D
***
The trio walked down the lanes of Hogsmeade, all lost in their own thoughts. It felt a lot colder than their trip here.
Now they knew the Horcrux was a Red Ruby, but thinking about it now, how on Earth were they going to find the correct Muggle shop with the Red Ruby?
They walked past the Hog's Head, watching the severed boar's head creak in the wind. Just then, Harry felt something hard and wet hitting him squarely in the head.
"Ow! It's raining."
"The raindrops are a little too big to be rain... Ow... It's pummelling my head."
"It's hail!" Hermione said, throwing her hands over her head. "Autumn is ending! It's a lot colder already!"
The hail got thicker. Harry, Ron and Hermione decided to take shelter when the sound of the hail hammerring on their skulls started to sound like a drumroll.
There was an old shop that had a sign with missing words, but Harry could make out the phrase "Precious Stones". Hermione pushed the door open and led the way into the shop.
Behind the counter on a rocking chair was an old woman with papery skin. The shop was lined with various gemstones, but one particular one caught the attention of Harry, Ron and Hermione, all at the same time.
It was a magnificent Red Ruby. Threaded through it was a glittering gold chain. The ruby appeared to enmate a faint glow.
"See anything you like, my dears?" the old woman asked in a croaky voice.
"N... Nothing..." Hermione muttered.
"What's up with you?" Ron asked in concern.
Hermione turned her back on the old lady before answering. "This is exactly how the legend of the Red Ruby starts! A girl enters a shop, sees a Red Ruby and buys it!"
Ron's mouth fell open.
"No harm seeing if this is it, is there?" Harry asked.
"The only way is to perform Scarpin's Revealaspell... But it's impolite to do spells on people's stuff!" Hermione snapped.
"Fine. We'll buy it, then." Turning to the old lady and holding up the Ruby so she could see. "How much is this?"
"16 Galleons" (That's roughly the equivalent of £50)
Ron and Hermione looked at Harry, half-smiling. Harry, on the other hand, looked as though he seriously regretted the choice.
Whoops! I don't have three days' worth (don't forget we have to add in today's)... That's all I have for the moment. Enjoy and let me hear your comments!
*claps* Good, 0612.
very good *claps and cheers and chants more more more!!! lol* i realy like how you have used the idea of my story as a legend good job ;D
>> very good *claps and cheers and chants more more more!!! lol* i realy like how you have used the idea of my story as a legend good job
Oh, yeah... I don't have enough ideas, that's why I have to do that ;D
>> *claps* Good, 0612.
Thanks!
They left the shop with the necklace. Harry had little choice under the stares of the shopkeeper and his two friends. The hail had now thinned and they made it into the Hog's Head.
Harry had found the tall and thin barman of the Hog's Head familiar, and now he knew why. This barman was Aberforth Dumbledore, the brother of Albus Dumbledore.
Beside him, Ron was staring at the counter. Hermione, on the other hand, was looking at Ron. She knew too well what Ron was thinking.
"Firewhisky?" she asked shrewedly.
Ron sighed. "You know me too well."
"Yeah... That's probably why you chose me for a girlfriend."
Harry raised his brows. "Oooh... Why wasn't I informed?"
"Oh... So it wasn't obvious enough?" Hermione asked as the barman brought three glasses of firewhisky, which were smoking and bubbling.
Ron turned a little red, said nothing except "Cheers" and downed his entire glass of firewhisky at one go.
Hermione pulled the Red Ruby out of her pocket. "We've got more to do." she declared, going as red as Ron.
"Specialis Revelio"
Nothing happened.
"So I wasted 16 galleons?" Harry asked.
*
The Red Ruby was apparently not the Horcrux after all. Harry had given the Ruby to Hermione, who was now wearing it around her neck night and day.
Harry stepped into his darkened house at Godric's Hollow. He saw a female figure sitting on the couch he usually slept on. Assuming that that was Hermione, he turned to look for Ron.
Ron was at the balcony, kissing Hermione...
Then who's that sitting on my couch? Harry thought.
"Lumos"
The room lit up and Harry saw the silouhette of Ginny Weasley leap up and look at him. Over at the balcony, Ron and Hermione broke apart.
Then suddenly, all Harry could see was a mass of red hair in front of his face, and he felt lips lock onto his as he picked up a trace of the now-very-familiar flowery scent of Ginny.
His wand clattered to the floor.
Gotta post another page to make up for the missing day...
Note: The contents of this particular post isn't for kids :P
Something was tickling Harry's nostrils. He opened his eyes wearily to find a red-haired head lying on his chest, its long hair fluttering into his face.
He swept the hair out of his face and consulted his watch. It was 4.30 AM. Cuddling Ginny a little closer, he closed his eyes and slept on.
He remembered two months ago, when he, Ron, Hermione and Ginny went to destroy Lord Voldemort's horcrux in the locket.
Harry remembered opening the locket. A serpent had emerged from its depths and attempted to sink its fangs into Harry. Ron and Hermione had stood frozen, but Ginny pulled off a Bat Bogey charm, causing the snake to free Harry.
It diverted its attention to Ginny instead. Before anyone could react, it had plunged its fangs underneath her skin.
Harry remembered shouting "Evanesco" and vanishing the snake, but he could not reverse the damage. The snake's venom had entered her bloodstream.
Even Ginny knew she was dying, and the last words she could manage to say was "I love you, Harry."
He remembered holding her up, looking around desperately for a cure. Then he spotted it: a dead goat lying on its side.
Almost immediately, he heard Snape's voice ringing in his ears: "A bezoar is a stone taken from the stomach of a goat, which would save you from most poisons."
Harry lowered Ginny back onto the ground, ran over to the goat and muttered "Diffindo". Its side split open at once.
Harry poked his wand into the slit and prayed hard for a moment before saying "Accio Bezoars!".
A number of shrivelled kidney-like stones flew out of the slit and into Harry's palm.
He walked back to Ginny, picked out a bezoar and pushed it down Ginny's throat.
Ginny shuddered suddenly, turned to her side, and vomited all over the floor. She had been sent to St Mungo's ever since, and the Horcrux was destroyed.
Harry and Ginny had saved each others' lives and, even though they had agreed to break up at the end of Harry's sixth year, they had gotten together again.
Nice, your a good writer.
Thanks! Since I'm here I'll just post another page ;D
Harry opened his eyes again. Dazzling sunlight was streaming in from the open windows. Ginny was no longer beside him.
He looked at his watch. It was 8am. He sat up on the couch and watched as Ginny brought him a breakfast tray.
"Thanks."
She shook her head and stared at Harry, who understood what she meant immediately. She wanted Harry to brush his teeth first.
He directed his wand at his mouth.
"Scourgify... Evanesco."
His mouth filled with soap bubbles and disappeared in a moment.
Ginny shook her head, half-exasperated, half-amused as she placed the tray across his knees, kissed him on the cheek and sat diwn to watch him eat.
Hermione walked out from the other half of living room where she and Ron were sleeping, the Red Ruby still slung round her neck.
Harry took a gobble of the scrambled egg on his tray, looking up at Hermione, but before he could say anything, there was a loud crash. Three hooded death eaters charged into the room.
Severus Snape's voice issued from under one hood. "Potter, Potter, Potter... Hiding in your pathetic Mudblood mother's home?"
"What about you, coward?" Harry retorted. This was their third encounter, their last two ended with Snape fleeing. "Coming in with only two henchmen? Bet you you're gonna go running with your tail between your legs in ten minutes."
Snape didn't say anything. He simply fired a killing curse over to Harry, who jumped off the couch as it burst into flame.
Hermione screamed "Petrificus Totalus!", slashing her wand in front of her and causing what looked like a wave of red light to rush forwards.
Harry heard Snape yell "Protego!".
As a result the two other Death Eaters fell, rigid as waxwork, onto the ground.
Harry stifled a chuckle. "Voldemort didn't teach you guys shield charms?"
Snape pointed his wand at Harry, but Hermione didn't give him a chance to attack.
Harry heard her bellow "Avada Kedavra!"
Here's another bit of suspense... Better leave it overnight for people to start craving :P
Everybody stared. Nobody believed Hermione would use a killing curse.
Everyone watched the ball of green light fly towards and collide with Snape, who was blasted off his feet and he crash into the wall opposite.
Everybody looked back at Hermione. It was only then did Harry realise there was something wrong.
Hermione's pupils were blood red, her teeth bared and her breathing was ragged. Her fist was clenched tightly on her wand, which was still pointing at the limp form of Snape.
Harry's sharp eyes noticed the Ruby on her neck glowing red. He knew it was the cause, and muttered "Diffindo."
The chain broke and the necklace fell off Hermione and onto the floor. It stopped glowing immediately.
Hermione's pupils returned to its usual chocolate brown and she lowered her wand slowly. The expression of rage on her face was replaced by an expression of utmost horror.
"What have I done?" she asked in a whisper.
Harry shook his head and walked towards the Red Ruby.
"There's something funny about this." Harry said, staring at the Ruby.
"But... I did Scarpin's Revealaspell on it already... If something was wrong, I'd be able to tell!"
"That makes it even fishier... Only a powerful wizard like Voldemort can get round Scarpin."
"We should bring this to Dumbledore."
***
They were back in Dumbledore's study a few hours later. Dumbledore closely examined the Ruby, and nodded.
"This looks like a Horcrux." Dumbledore declared. Harry could see him frowning. "But this is not a Horcrux..."
Dumbledore frowned even harder. "I can only conclude that this Horcrux is not whole."
"What? Does it mean like... The other half is in a Blue Sapphire or something?" Ron asked, referring to the sequel to the legend of the Red Ruby, which was concocted recently by a witch called Sarah Eades. (;D)
Dumbledore bowed his head. "It might be possible. But we know one thing: For a Horcrux to function, it must be whole. This means that this Horcrux is broken physically, but is still magically bonded with the other piece so that it can function."
"If this theory holds true, we should be able to find the other piece from this Red Ruby itself."
really good story. great suspense.
noticed you mentioned me lol i was cracking up .
thanks for the free advertising lol ;D
>> really good story. great suspense.
Thanks... And I thought it was lame... :P
>> noticed you mentioned me lol i was cracking up .
I was gonna say hope you don't mind until I saw your next line :P
UH OH!!! I ran dry!!! Bear with me for a few days please until I cook up more of the story! :P
i like it ! ;D
>> i like it !
Thanx!
Ron raised his brows.
Dumbledore merely smiled and waved his hand once. The Red Ruby levitated two inches above Dumbledore's transparent hand, and began giving out light.
"Touch the Ruby, all three of you." Dumbledore said.
Everyone extended a finger and placed it on the Red Ruby. Dumbledore muttered an incantation in a weird language and Harry, Ron and Hermione felt a strange sensation coursing through their bodies.
Their visions blurred, and without preamble, they collapsed upon Dumbledore's table, fingers still touching the Red Ruby.
«Chapter III»
Forward to Time Past
Darkness was pressing in on all sides. Harry couldn't see anything. There was a soft clattering behind him, and he turned to see Ron and Hermione walk towards him.
"Where are we?" Harry asked.
"Dumbledore did a charm to show us the history of this Ruby!" Hermione said. "I read all about those charms..."
Hermione was cut short when the darkness dissolved. A younger Voldemort was in a muggle shop, holding a Red Ruby and a Blue Sapphire.
The shopkeeper was already lying dead on the floor, Voldemort flicked a finger and the door smashed open. Harry, Ron and Hermione followed suit as Voldemort left.
Voldemort disapparated and the trio felt themselves float in space again for a moment before appearing in front of a house, which neither Harry, Ron nor Hermione had trouble identifying.
Voldemort had apparated outside the Potter's residence in Godric's Hollow.
The house was still whole and intact, and Harry knew he was about to witness the attack on his parents.
Voldemort blew down the door and Harry saw it: His parents escaping from the room, Lily Potter was clutching baby Harry in her arms while James Potter had his wand raised, directed at Voldemort.
"Go! Run! Look after Harry, I'll hold him off!"
A high-pitched cackle came from Voldemort as Lily escaped the room.
"You die today, Potter!"
Harry felt his eyes burn with rage and sorrow as he saw a flash of green light and his father falling to the ground.
how sad :'( continue its Gd ;D
You have to finish its so goooooooooooooood ;D Has to be the best one i'v read yet email me if you finish it and if you don't you'll make me sad and cry :'(
mamabiscuit
Great story keep going
Quote from: mamabiscuit on January 2, 2006, 06:45:54 AM
You have to finish its so goooooooooooooood ;D Has to be the best one i'v read yet email me if you finish it and if you don't you'll make me sad and cry :'(
Wow... I never knew I had such appreciative audience... Sorry, but it's far from over...
Voldemort walked past James and squatted beside his body. Voldemort raised both the jewels and muttered an incantation, a long one in a strange language.
"He's creating a Horcrux!" Hermione gasped.
They watched as a stream of vapor left James' body, split into two, and entered both the Jewels that started glowing.
Then Voldemort's skin began to bubble like hot wax before a stream of red vapor left his body and split into two before settling into the two gems.
The gems glowed brightly as the look of intense pain crossed Voldemort's face. The pain seemed to recede slowly as the Jewels began to glow less brightly.
The Jewels stopped glowing, and Harry knew that the Horcrux had been successfully made.
Voldemort got to his feet and moved deeper into the house, stepping over James' body.
He stopped before a locked door and muttered "Bombarda!"
The door burst open. Lily was at the other side of the room, hiding Harry behind her back.
Voldemort took a step closer.
"Stand aside."
"No!"
Voldemort cackled with laughter.
"Not Harry! Not Harry! Please... I'll do anything!"
"Stand aside, you silly girl... Stand aside... NOW!"
Voldemort advanced upon Lily Potter. She cowered under his glare.
"Not Harry, please no... Take me, kill me instead... Not Harry... Please have mercy... Have mercy..."
Voldemort released another high-pitched cackle of laughter, pointed his wand at Lily and screamed "Avada Kedavra!!!"
Lily collapsed to the ground as Voldemort turned to the baby Harry.
The real Harry felt his fists clench as he watched Voldemort advancing towards his baby self.
"Young Potter..." Voldemort muttered, holding his wand between Harry's eyes.
"One must die at the hands of the other, for neither can live while the other survives." Voldemort recited, his smirk widening evilly.
"You die at my hands tonight, Potter."
Voldemort pushed his wand closer to Harry's forehead as he watched Harry's innocent eyes looking straight into his face.
Voldemort pushed his wand ever closer. The wand tip was now making contact with Harry's forehead.
"Avada Kedavra!"
I left it here for so long... I guess I'll throw in another page to make up!
The killing curse made contact with Voldemort straight in the face as baby Harry started to cry.
Voldemort's screams mingled with Harry's as Voldemort's body disappeared in a shower of green sparks.
Harry, Ron and Hermione felt themselves floating in space for a moment before they landed back in the light of Dumbledore's office.
Harry felt tears on his face as Dumbledore nodded at the two Jewels on his desk.
They waited for a detailed analysis by Dumbledore.
"Voldemort had created a unique type of Horcrux. The Red Ruby and the Blue Sapphire each contains half of Voldemort's soul, which was created from the death of your father." Dumbledore nodded at Harry.
"We can only guess why he wanted to do that, but one thing can be very certain. The soul in this Red Ruby is only half the soul. Its counterpart resides in a Blue Sapphire."
"But where is it?" Harry asked.
Dumbledore did not answer. He merely waved his hands again over the Ruby. It levitated and gave out light as before.
Dumbledore kept it hovering as a frown creased his face. He pulled his hands away and the Red Ruby fell back onto the desk, losing its glow.
"It is impossible to locate its other half." Dumbledore concluded.
Ron gasped in horror.
"However, you will know the Blue Sapphire when you see it, for there is a bond between the Ruby and its counterpart.
"This means that, should you stumble across the Blue Sapphire, the Red Ruby will respond to its prescence."
Dumbledore fell silent for a moment, staring at the Red Ruby, before nodding again.
"This Ruby seems to have transponder properties, which will help in the location of the Blue Sapphire."
***
Following Dumbledore's instructions, Hermione had bewitched the Ruby, turning it into some kind of a locator, which gave various information about the location of the Red Ruby.
The information led to the locating of the Blue Sapphire by the trio. Surprisingly, it was in fact left in Godric's Hollow, in the room where Lily was murdered.
Harry placed both the Red Ruby and the Blue Sapphire on a desk and, slashing his wand through the air, he said "Reducto."
The two gemstones dissolved into dust immediately, but it wasn't going to give up without a fight.
More to come!
I like it. It's like a mix of action/adventure/scifi/other stuff. Continue, please. This is getting more interesting as it continues. ;D
Sci-Fi? Cool! Not intended, though :P
Two lines of smoke, not unlike the ones the trio witnessed in their trip to the past, had risen from where the gems were, only to merge into one thick stream of smoke, almost as thick as a bamboo pole.
The tip three-quarters of the smoke turned limp while the remainder solidified. Before their very eyes, the top three-quarters caught fire, blazing and supported by its lower quarter.
"It's a whip!" Harry croaked. The gigantic pillar of fire was scraping the ceiling.
It swung about suddenly and hit the desk as Harry, Ron and Hermione dived aside. The table was cleaved cleanly into two, its remains burning on the ground.
"Come on!" Harry shouted as the whip hit the ground where he was standing, having disapparated just in time, apparating behind the fiery whip.
"Aguamenti!" He bellowed as a jet of water issued from his wand. The flaming whip was intelligient enough to swing out of the way of the jet, causing Harry to nearly shower Ron.
Ron had shouted "Protego" in time to conjure a shield, which deflected the beam of water in all directions.
Harry flicked his wand, stopping the water flow as Hermione shot an Impediment Jinx at the whip.
This time, the whip did not dodge the jinx, but swung and batted the jinx away from itself and straight onto Ron, who got blasted backwards.
Knowing the effect of the jinx, Harry was not worried about the damage it did to Ron, and continued battling the whip.
"Aguamenti!" Harry flicked his wand with so much force that the resulting shot of water looked very much as though it had come from a water fountain.
The whip was neither able to dodge nor deflect the water, which was strong and came from many directions. This resulted in the partial extinguishing of the flaming whip.
"Stupefy!" Hermione screamed.
Though the whip appeared to be writhing in pain, it was still able to swing itself out of the way, causing Hermione's Stunner to hit a wall, blowing a crater into it.
lol. WEll, HP is not spiritual or parody, and I was running out of words. No muse. Zippo. :P
Keep going! ;D
yep defently keep going its realy gd ;D
KEEP GOING IT'S GREEEEEEEEEEEEEEAT as tony the tiger would say!!!
Thanx for you guys' support!
"Stupefy!" she bellowed again as Ron got to his feet, Hermione's Impediment Jinx wearing off. Harry was still holding the whip off with his fountain of water.
"Evanesco!" Ron shouted, attempting to vanish the whip.
Ron's spell, a bright yellow ball of light, hit the whip in the center, splitting it into two independant halves, one of which escaped Harry's attack almost immediately.
"Now there are two, Ron!" Hermione said, exaspersted.
"Didn't think that through! Aguamenti!" Ron replied, producing a fountain-like jet and attempting, but failing, to hold off the other whip.
"Could you like, use your brains for once? Impedimenta!" Hermione bellowed as the whip Ron was holding off slipped right out of the fountain and whipped the ground right in front of Hermione.
Hermione's jinx had made contact with the whip, which froze in mid-air.
Ron and Hermione screamed "REDUCTO!" at the precise same moment, blowing the whip to dust, the flames burning into bright sparks and into nothingness.
"OK, this one!" Harry shouted, positively enjoying himself.
The fiery whip Harry had been holding off suddenly curled up and bounced off Harry's shield of water and flung itself at Ron.
Ron shouted "Filipendo!", the knockback jinx, which hit the whip backwards.
The whip turned its attention to Hermione, who screamed "Aguamenti!".
The whip got blown backwards, but before anything else could happen, Ron had too bellowed "Aguamenti!"
So the whip was now sandwiched between the two fountains of water, leaving Harry free to banish it with the Reductor Curse.
The whip disappeared along with Ron and Hermione's shields of water.
"Alright!" Harry declared.
"Ewww..." Ron muttered, looking at the floor. It was only then did they realise that their excessive use of water had flooded the room and that they were wading in knee-high water, watching the carpet floating around.
"Whoops... Tergeo." Hermione said, using her wand to suck up the water on the ground.
"Tergeo." Harry and Ron had muttered together, helping to siphon water from the wet floor.
Oh no... I've run dry again! ... It seems so many pages on my PDA but then out here...
keep going :)
Here's more!
The water was gone in a very short while (Harry's spell was the most efficient, seeing as that it sucked out water so quickly as though there was a giant hole on the floor).
As soon as the water was removed from every thing they could think of, their attention was diverted back to the Horcrux.
"Has the Horcrux been destroyed?" Hermione asked, looking at Harry with her wand running past and drying the carpet.
"I guess so..."
"Do you think we should report this to Dumbledore?"
"Yeah... Come on, we'll go now."
***
Dumbledore was smiling the widest of his transparent smiles by the time Harry, Ron and Hermione finished retelling their story.
"Well done, all three of you." Dumbledore said. "As you know, this leaves the last scrap of soul..."
"In Voldemort's body." Hermione finished the sentence.
Dumbledore bowed his head. "That's right, Miss Granger. You will have to attack Lord Voldemort and, following the instructions of the phropecy, Harry finishes him off."
"But -" Harry began.
"Yes, I know what you're about to say... I told you, more than a year ago, that you were free to turn your back on the phropecy... But thus far, we have followed it, and it is only right to follow it to the end."
Harry nodded.
"We will fight Voldemort too, won't we?" Ron asked.
"Yes... and no. Mr Weasley and Miss Granger, along with the rest of the Order of the Phoenix, excluding Harry, shall battle Voldemort's Death Eater allies. Harry, you will take on Voldemort.
"This will prevent any chance of the Death Eaters outnumbering Harry. However, when all the Death Eaters have been taken care of, I would wish the others to divert their attention to Voldemort as well."
Ron raised his brows, as Dumbledore bowed his head, smiling. "The phropecy did not say that Harry is the only one battling Voldemort. All it says is that Harry takes the role of finishing Voldemort off. For all we know, all Harry needs to do is the very last part: Taking Voldemort's life."
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“Does that mean Harry doesn’t have to battle Voldemort?” Ron asked, his brows still brushing his hair.
“In theory, yes, Harry will not even need to battle Voldemort.” Dumbledore answered. “However, according to our plans, Harry will engage in the largest amount of battle with Voldemort.”
Harry voiced something that had been worrying him. “But where do we find Voldemort?”
Another smile appeared on Dumbledore’s transparent face. “Voldemort is currently doing what typical villians do when they are about to lose.”
Ron and Hermione looked at each other.
“He is currently fleeing from fate.”
“But... how do you know, Professor?”
“Good question, Harry. I’d like to take this chance to clarify something. Ahem...”
Another ghost, pearly white and transparent, had walked into the room through the door when Dumbledore coughed. Harry, Ron and Hermione spun round on their seats to see the newcomer.
It was Snape. Harry felt his face contort with fury.
“Severus Snape,” Dumbledore continued. “Is not your enemy.”
Harry turned back to face Dumbledore. “But he took your life!”
“At my command, he took my life, yes.” Dumbledore replied coolly.
“At your -?”
“Command, yes...”
“But...”
“I can see that we are about to reach the old argument again, about whether Severus Snape can be trusted. I have kept this information secret so that it will not fall into the wrong hands, but now, I think the time is ripe...
“Severus Snape is a double-agent to Lord Voldemort, in fact being a spy for us. Having Professor Snape as a spy is a choice far better than any other, since Voldemort trusts him to the hilt. So as not to let Voldemort blow his cover, I had little choice but to let him take my life.”
“What about the phropecy?”
“As you know, his partial conveyance of the phropecy to Voldemort has done more harm than good...To Voldemort, that is. All this was a part of our plan...”
“What about Professor Trelawney? She does phropecies at will?”
“I was the cause of her prediction.”
Notice any change? Now I'm using “Smart Quotes” instead of "Straight Quotes"... lolz...
“She is part of the Order, then?” Hermione asked.
Dumbledore shook his head. “She is not. Her drink was spiked to provoke her Inner Eye, as she calls it.”
“What about my parents?” Harry asked, his voice shaking slightly.
Dumbledore lowered his head for a moment before speaking. “I admit their deaths was a mistake on my part.”
“WHAT?” Harry, Ron and Hermione had asked together, Harry being the loudest.
Dumbledore merely bowed his head. “Peter Pettigrew was in the Order of the Phoenix. He was the Secret-Keeper of your parent’s location. He, as you know, betrayed them.”
“And you didn’t see through him?” Harry asked, straining to refrain himself from shouting.
“All members of the Order were bound by a spell which swears their alliance. Should any one of them betray us, we would know. This spell was also applicable to Wormtail. However, I believe Lord Voldemort removed that spell from Wormtail cunningly. That was a point I admit to overlook.”
Harry found himself on his feet, his voice quavering, but coolly intimidating. “So it’s your fault.”
“Harry, don’t!” Hermione squeaked by his elbow, but he ignored it.
Dumbledore's nod did not raise Harry’s spirits. “Harry.” Dumbledore explained. “I hope you forgive me for my blunder.”
He fixed Harry with a look of pain. Something had sprang suddenly into Harry’s mind. In Dumbledore’s voice, he heard words in his head, “Even the best of wizards make mistakes.”
Harry swallowed. There was a painful silence before Harry lowered himself back into the chair. Harry could see a tear sliding down Dumbledore’s transparent face.
“I worried for a moment that you would not forgive.” Dumbledore croaked.
Despite what he was feeling, Harry felt himself smile. “Even the best of wizards make mistakes.”
Dumbledore nodded. There was another silence, this time awkward.
“Umm...” Ron broke the silence uncertainly.
Dumbledore nodded again before continuing. “Severus is hardly any useful to Voldemort in this state. And, as I had correctly predicted, Voldemort has banished Severus.”
Apparently my friends (even the guys) found the dialog with Dumbledore touching... lolz... ;D
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“But... Snape tried to kill me that day!” Harry said, referring to the day Snape was killed.
“Severus would not have killed you. He has taken precautions to prevent it.”
Harry felt speechless and gaped for a moment. Ron, on the other hand, had spotted another loophole. “So are you telling us what really made you trust Snape?”
Harry’s head jerked upwards.
“Severus had never wanted to be a Death Eater. He only joined on my command.”
This pronouncement left all three of them speechless. Dumbledore took this lapse in attention to beckon Snape over. As Snape sat down beside Dumbledore, Harry felt some of his usual hatred, but this time, pity and a strange sadness filled him.
Dumbledore threw Snape a sharp look before continuing. “Professor Snape has something to tell you, Harry.”
Snape and Harry’s eyes met. For the very first time, there was no hatred in the gaze.
Snape took a very deep breath, as though steeling himself to say something...
“Potter... I must first apologize for all the hatred and pain I have given you.”
Harry tried to drop his gaze, but it felt as though invisible hands had gripped his head so tightly that it would not turn.
“I must also apologise for critisizing your father, Harry, though I think I should tell you that your father knows of my true identity, and I think... or at least hope, that he wouldn’t mind my behavior.”
“But...” Harry said, somewhat cautiously. “What about the scene I witnessed in your penseive?”
Snape smiled. It was not his usual evil smirk, but a warm, fatherly smile. “Your father and I were once enemies indeed, but we became friends after joining the Order.”
Snape fell silent. He seemed to struggle with himself for a moment, before raising his transparent hand in front of him.
“Please forgive me, Harry.”
Harry could see, from the corner of his eye, Ron’s jaw drop.
Harry took a deep breath. He raised his right hand uncertainly in front of himself, a short distance away from Snape’s.
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Funny? Well... I intended it to be touching, not funny :P
Harry reached forwards for Snape’s transparent hand. Even though they were unable to make contact, it was still a handshake of sorts.
Every face in the room broke into wide smiles.
“We have more to do, don’t we?” Dumbledore’s voice cut into the affecting scene.
Snape turned to look at Dumbledore.
“Even though Lord Voldemort has banished Severus, I believe Voldemort will still trust him. He will thus lure Voldemort out of hiding, giving us a chance to attack him.”
As you can see, I've run dry again... lolz... tomorrow there'll be more... i hope ;D
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Here's more... Sorry for the delay!
«Chapter V»
The Grand Showdown
The entire Order of the Phoenix was assembled at the Headquarters, where they would recieve a breifing by Harry.
Harry was standing in front of a large sheet of paper magicked to float in mid-air. Illustrated on it was their plan, with technicolor moving arrows.
Harry paced in front of the paper, giving instructions.
“According to our plan,” he was saying. “Professor Snape is to provide information to Voldemort, saying that his current hiding place is being threatened and that he should escape to a different hiding place.
“The ambush will take place while Voldemort escapes to the new hiding place. There would be three layers of backup from the order members, so as to prevent mistakes.”
He tapped the parchment. The large green arrow which represented Voldemort moved to the very centre of the paper. It was flanked by smaller red arrows, which represented Death Eaters.
Harry tapped the parchment again. A number of blue arrows emerged from behind walls or bins and beared upon the first group of red and green.
“This is the first wave of attacks. As this is taken by surprise, it is estimated that we would be able to deal the largest amount of damage here. Thus, our best fighters would also be stationed for the first wave.
“Voldemort would be subdued and purple sparks will signal the battle.”
Harry tapped the parchment again. This time, violet arrows emerged from further away to resume the waiting positions of the first batch.
“When the first wave comes into the open, the second wave should be on standby to take over. Wait for the signal from the first wave. They’ll send up red sparks should they find themselves in trouble. At that stage, the second wave will join the fight.”
He tapped the parchment again. Orange arrows took the place of the violet ones.
“Alike the second wave, the third takes over the second and will wait for the signal. That is our plan.”
The first part of their plan worked perfectly. Voldemort was lured out of hiding.
Voldemort moved into the very spot where the attack was planned, and everything, as though it was an on-stage performance, began to happen as scheduled.
Arthur Weasley, Ron’s father leapt out of his cover and cast the anti-disapparation charm over the entire group of Death Eaters plus Voldemort.
Mr Weasley fired a shower of violet sparks into the air and leapt aside as a killing curse blew a hole in the rock behind him.
The sparks was a signal. The first wave of attackers emerged from their hiding places. Harry, being part of the first attack, heard the hurried footsteps of the second wave taking over their spaces.
The Death Eaters put up a good fight. It was almost as though they had walked into exploding fireworks. Multi-colored jets of light were issuing from the battler’s wands.
“Stupefy!” Harry shouted as he ducked, slashing his wand across the knees of a Death Eater, who crumpled immediately.
He rolled sideways as a jet of green light whizzed past his right ear.
Harry could see Voldemort attempting to extricate himself from the battlers so as to run for it (once he was out of the boundary of the Anti-Disapparation Charm he would be able to Disapparate).
Harry tried to run after Voldemort, but the hooded Death Eater he was battling with would not relent, and seemed ready to fight to the death.
“Stupefy!”
The Death Eater had deflected his stunner with a shield charm.
Harry could only watch as Voldemort’s feet got closer and closer to the boundaries of the charm.
“Petrificus Totalus!” the Death Eater had screamed.
Harry rolled over again as the full body-bind hit the ground beside him with a crack.
Harry had barely recovered from his last roll when he had to roll again to avoid another killing curse. One thing was certain: He was fighting more than one Death Eater.
Voldemort’s right foot had stepped exactly on the boundary line as Harry called for desperate measures.
Harry thought “Levicorpus!” in his head, and slashed his wand through the air. It worked. The two Death Eaters were suddenly flung upside-down, suspended in mid-air by their ankles.
Harry charged forwards towards Voldemort, but before he had gone more than three strides forwards, he heard a Death Eater cry “Petrificus Totalus!”
Harry turned in time to see the red ball of light hit his side and knocked him to the ground, rendering him immobile.
Suspense is mounting......
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Oh yes...
Harry lay there, unable to move a muscle. He saw a Death Eater raise his wand.
Almost immediately, Hermione’s voice rang out above him. Harry couldn’t hear her incantation, but felt his body unfreeze. He charged, once again, towards Voldemort.
Voldemort was outside the boundaries of the Anti-Disapparition charm, but had no time to disapparate as Mr Weasley cast another anti-disapparition charm. The ground glowed and Voldemort was once again concealed within an Anti-Disapparition charm.
Harry charged into the field and yelled “Stupefy!”. However, Voldemort had dodged the spell.
“Avada Kedavra!” Voldemort and Harry had yelled at the same time, and two jets of green light issued from both their wands. The beams connected and turned swiftly into gold. The Reverse Spell Effect was happening again.
Both Voldemort and Harry had expierenced this before, and this time Voldemort was not taken by surprise. He tried to yank his wand away to break the connection, but the light was stuck to his wand, like spider web.
Harry had to exert the whole of his energies to hold on, and he knew that he wouldn’t be able to do so for long.
The light had suddenly expanded to envelope Harry and Voldemort. Harry could no longer see what was happening to the others. Slowly, the connection lifted Voldemort and Harry high into the air.
There was a flash and a few beads of light, blindingly bright, had appeared on the connection, between the two wands.
This time, Harry knew what he had to do. He forced the beads towards Voldemort with his mind. The beads made contact with Voldemort's wand, which had begun vibrating and positively struggling to get out of his grip.
Harry knew it was the time to act as Voldemort’s attention was drawn away. He shouted “Avada Kedavra!”.
It worked. A ball of green light had escaped his wand, travelled on the light beam, and connected squarely with Voldemort's chest. The connection was broken immediately, and Voldemort was flung backwards.
Harry watched as Voldemort hit the ground and knew that his job was finally done. He had taken Voldemort’s life.
The end? Nah... Not yet. :P
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Ok, this is all I have for the moment. I'll be at a camp from wednesday through Friday (my time), so no new additions during that period... Sorry!
Harry felt his feet touch the ground as he watched a white figure rise out of Voldemort’s body. It shot into the air and floated away.
*
They were back in Dumbledore’s office. Dumbledore’s sombre expression was appropriate at a funeral.
“I trust you understand the phenomenon you had witnessed?” Dumbledore addressed the trio. “Voldemort still has one or more Horcruxes not destroyed. This means that you have reduced him back to the state he had to endure almost two decades ago.”
Harry nodded. “So we underestimated Voldemort.”
Dumbledore nodded. “However, we still ought to congratulate ourselves to a certain extent... We have, at least, managed to reduce Voldemort to a state of standstill. We know that, until he gets back his body, he would not be able to create new Horcruxes or attack any other people.
“Of course, as you would have guessed, he can’t be killed at this state.”
Harry nodded again.
“That means we have to be the ones to return him his body, and destroy him immediately.”
Ron shook his head. “This is terribly risky.”
Dumbledore bowed his head. “Sadly, yes. However, we have no choice.”
“There’s gotta be another way!” Hermione chipped in.
Dumbledore shook his head.
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