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Chapter Thirty – Two
Harry’s wand was moved to his temple. He moved it away and in a haze of grey mist the form of Voldemort stepped out of his body.
Harry felt like he was being ripped in two, his head burned, and his scar on fire as he screamed falling to the floor shaking at Voldemort’s feet. He whispered her name only to hear a chilling laughter in reply.
Harry could see what was happening, he was fighting to be free of Voldemort’s hold on his body, his brain thinking only of Ginny, and how sorry he was he had caused this. He could only watch in horror as he carried her away, dropping his wand close by. Why didn’t he just kill him now? But he knew somewhere deep inside this was the way to prolong his suffering. He would kill her and then him.
*****
Voldemort carried Ginny’s body, to the tunnel, avoiding people and using invisibility, he like Dumbledore had no need for a cloak. For once stealth was the answer to capturing the enemy. To bring down Harry Potter without anyone noticing until it was too late for them to do anything about it.
He missed the scent of fear that hung in the air in his presence, the power of making people do as he ordered, the thrill of seeing them tremble and beg before he killed them when they got in his way. This was something that had to be done, no matter how lowly it seemed, but since his minions had failed he could only do it himself, they had ruined his plans for the last time.
*****
The two men stood at the back of the room as there master came in and placed the redheaded girl on the couch. “Potter?” one asked immediately, and looked around as if expecting him to burst in at any minute.
“Lucius, if the boy somehow knows how to get here I will find you personally responsible”
“My Lord” he replied apologetically and bowed, stowing his wand away.
“Apologising is a sign of weakness I will not commend in my followers” he said simply as he placed Ginny on a couch in front of the large open fire place and used his own wand from a draw in his desk to tie her up.
“You have the Weasley girl…where is Draco?”Said Lucius
“Goyle returned weeks ago without him and Crabbe, haven’t they made contact yet?” said Snape, his eyes glancing over her unconscious figure, as he spoke to Lucius.
“Do not question me or Severus. If anything you would do well to interrogate Goyle again”
“Yes my Lord” Lucius replied,
“Leave me” Voldemort’s voice commanded and they nodded there heads in understanding, Snape and Lucius both taking one last glance at Ginny before closing the door.
He sat at his desk looking at her figure on the couch; she would make a fine addition to his followers. The pretty young pureblood, the lover of his enemy and the strong will of a woman older then her sixteen years. She would replace Bellatrix at his side, and he would make sure the boy would see it. He placed his head in his hands and opened the connection for what he knew would be one of the last times.
*****
He couldn’t move and lay silently. He couldn’t cry. It hurt too much to feel so heartbroken to show others would make it worse. It became worse suddenly as he recognised the shoes and the voices running hurriedly towards him.
“Harry!” Hermione shouted and ran until she was kneeling at his side, “Harry, say something” said Ron as he knelt down beside Hermione. “What’s wrong?”
“Ginny” he whispered, he felt sick saying her name; he didn’t deserve to be able to say it.
“What about Ginny, Harry? Where is she? Where’s Dean?”Said Hermione hurriedly
“She’s gone” was all he could say, “she’s gone” he repeated. Hermione and Ron looked at each other confused, “Is she with Dean, Harry?”
He shook his head, “Vol…Vol…” He said, his voice strained, he closed his eye’s the pain was too much. “Voldemort” finished Hermione, tears streaming down her cheeks. His face screwed up in agony, his fists clenched and mind screaming loudly in his ears.
Ron was in shock, he was silent and then he snapped. He stood up and began to shout at him, Hermione still kneeling at Harry’s side.
“THIS IS YOUR FAULT, WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?”
“Ron” said Hermione, “Calm down” she stood up trying to get him to look at her.
“NO HERMIONE, THIS IS ON HIS HEAD. IF SHE’S DEAD I’M GOING TO KILL HIM, SHE’S MY SISTER HE PROMISED TO PROTECT HER AND LOOK WHATS HAPPENED, SHE’S BEEN KIDNAPPED BY VOLDEMORT” he lost it completely and began kicking and punching out at Harry, still lying on the floor.
Harry felt each blow still coming even as Hermione pulled Ron away, the pain was good it was what he deserved for not protecting her, for putting her in danger, for letting her be taken.
“RON” she shouted but was pushed away by him before he grabbed Harry by the collar lifting his shoulders, neck and head off the floor.
“WHERE DID THEY GO? WHERE IS SHE?” he shook Harry, whose eyes were filled with tear’s he couldn’t let fall, “I don’t know” his body felt limp, he felt lifeless.”Ron, I don’t know” his eyes closed, his head was throbbing his heart beat was slowing down as Ron continued to hold on in silence.
Hermione got up and drew her wand, “Ron let go of him” she spoke calmly.
Another voice cut threw the air “Ronald Weasley, get away from him now or I will have to stun you” Professor Jacobs was standing next to Hermione with her wand drawn, looking fierce, as most of Gryffindor house behind her staring at the scene in front of them in shock.
Ron let go and stood up shaking in anger. “HE LET HER GO, HE PROMISED TO PROTECT HER AND NOW SHE’S AS GOOD AS DEAD” he drew his wand pointing it at Harry.
“Mr Weasley, put your wand away” Harry’s eyes opened looking up at him, he wanted it to end.
“No, professor” he replied quietly, his wand not moving from its target of Harry’s heart.
“Please Ron, give him a chance to explain what happened” Hermione stepped forward placing a hand on his shoulder, and putting away her wand. Ron turned around looking into her eyes, and as she pulled him sobbing into her arms the professor went to Harry.
He was lying on the floor, blood flowing from his nose and cut lip. His eyes were dead; his body bruising under his clothes and his heart breaking silently in his chest.
“Harry, tell me what happened, tell me where Ginny is”
He breathed in, the air escaping his lungs somehow. He felt sick and tried to say his name again but couldn’t, “Riddle” he replied at last, she knew what he meant; she was one of the few who knew his true name.
“He’s took her?” she replied and he nodded. She stood up and pulled him up with her, “Let’s go to my office, I’ll contact the order” she replied swiftly, fixing his nose with her wand and holding Harry up as she led the way, Ron and Hermione following on quickly.
They made it part way down the hallway, when Harry stopped suddenly, the connection was open his scar was on fire as he held his hand to it. His head lurched forward, and the professor stepped back.
He could see her, she was lying on a couch in a darkened room tied up as a prisoner but there was no cell. He felt sick and disgusted, he knew what Voldemort was planning to do to her, and he had to get her back. The vision was gone, the dark mark burned into his eyes and all the pain passed through him at once as he fell on to all fours and vomited. He took a breath, coughing and wiping his mouth on his sleeve. He used the wall to stand pushing away help from the professor. “I’ve seen her; she’s still alive, he keeping her like that until … until…” he couldn’t finish it; it was too hard to imagine.
“Where?” said the Hermione, Ron and Willow together,
“I don’t know, but im going to find her”
“No!” said Hermione, “He’ll kill you, let the order-”
“- He’ll deserve it” said Ron bitterly,
“I do and that’s why you’re both staying here, if I die he will release her I will make sure of it. I’ve failed her once im not going to let it happen again”
“Her name is Ginny” Ron said sourly,
Harry let his pain take hold. He pushed Ron up against the wall his forearm across his throat, with his body fuelled in rage he was stronger without effort.
“I CAN’T SAY HER NAME, IT’S KILLING ME EVERY SECOND I’M WITHOUT HER, YOU DON’T UNDERSTAND, I CAN’T LIVE WITHOUT HER, I LOVE HER SO MUCH AND NOW AFTER EVERYTHING SHE’S GONE AND IT’S ALL MY FAULT!” He shouted looking into Ron’s swollen red eyes.
“AND ONCE YOU’RE DEAD, SHE’LL BE BETTER OFF WITH OUT YOU!” Ron shouted back in reply, Hermione stood in silence shocked at what she was hearing; the professor was also unable to reply but was watching Harry’s every movement, the anguish and pained expression on his face.
“YES! I SHOULD NEVER HAVE GOTTEN CLOSE TO HER, I SHOULDN’T LOVE HER, ANYONE I LOVE GETS KILLED, YOU KNOW THAT AS WELL AS I DO, ANYONE I CARE ABOUT IS A TARGET”
He let go and stepped back his hands on either side of his forehead as he paced back and forth in front of Ron who was still against the wall “I’M TOO DANGEROUS AND IF THE ONLY WAY TO STOP ME IS TO KILL ME SO BE IT”
“Harry” said Hermione quietly, “Don’t think like that, Ginny loves you, she knows -”
“- HE USED ME HERMIONE; HE USED MY BODY TO TAKE HER, TO GET INTO THE SCHOOL AND RECOGNISE HER. IF I WASN’T LINKED TO HIM THIS COULD NEVER HAVE HAPPENED, IF I HAD LISTENED TO YOU ALL SHE WOULD BE SAFE” he shouted before lowering his head finally allowing the tears to take hold. It was silent and he could feel them dripping down his face and hear them splashing on the stone floor. He took a deep breath, summoned his remaining strength the thoughts of her pushing him forward, keeping him going as he left them standing in the corridor and ran to the dorms.
He went up to his trunk, grabbing a cloak, some money and his weapons throwing them into his backpack and put on his invisibility cloak. He headed in silence for the tunnel into honey dukes, passing Hermione and Ron with professors McGonagall and Jacobs as they walking in the opposite direction probably to try and stop him.
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RIP JD Salinger
Last edited by lilly_luna; 08-31-2009 at 09:05 AM.
Reason: ARGHHH! swearin the bane of my existance
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