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CH46 - Rites Of Passage (Part 3) - Harry Vs Voldemort
Harry comfronts the murderers of his parents and godfather
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Chapter 46 - Rites Of Passage (Part 3) - Harry Vs Voldemort
Dimension: 563 - Earth
Date: 25th August 2001 AD
Country: France - Pic Du Thaume
Location: Beauxbatons Academy Of Magic - Professor Radcliffe's Office
Time: Afternoon
Harry's Occlumency training helped to suppress the pain that flowed through his scar, confirming what he already knew the figures name was....
Voldemort.
"Hello Harry, how good to see you again."
"Tom." Harry replied.
"You will address me as Lord Voldemort!" he shouted.
"Why? It is your name isn't it?"
"That name no longer means anything; you will address me as Lord Voldemort!"
"In that case you will address me as Lord Gryffindor." Countered Harry, praying that he could keep Voldemort distracted long enough for either Fleur to defeat the Death Eater or for reinforcements to arrive.
"WHAT!!" roared Voldemort.
The fight on the other side of the room came to halt as the magic in Voldemort's voice resonated around the room.
Unfortunately for Fleur the Death Eater came back to reality first and fired of a Bludgeoning Hex which collided heavily with the side of her head, sending her flying hard into the wall impacting with a crack as her head collided with the stone before falling to the floor unconscious, blood running down the side of her face.
"Fleur!!" cried Harry.
Turning on the laughing Death Eater he saw red. The high pitched laugh told him for certain that it was Bellatrix; she threw her head back letting her hood fall off as she cackled.
"Oh poor little Potter, did the big bad Death Eater hurt your poor little pigeon?" she grinned.
She never got the chance to say anything further as she turned just in time to see Harry's sword swing around.
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Voldemort stared in shock as the head of his favourite servant rolled to the floor at his feet
He looked up at Harry, the blood of his most loyal servant sprayed over his clothes and face while large drops began to drip from the blade of his sword, his face blank and emotionless.
The shock on Voldemort's face turned to anger.
"How DARE you Potter." He shouted outraged.
Potter's head turned to him slowly but the look on his face made Voldemort reassess his adversary, the fury burning in Potter's eyes made him want to eliminate his enemy all the more quickly.
He raised his wand, the killing curse leaving his lips as the jet of green light flew towards his bloodied enemy.
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Harry was running on instinct, all emotion had left him with the exception of anger.
He sidestepped the curse and began firing blasting, bludgeoning and any other form of high damage spell he could think of at the thing he called his enemy.
He watched as Voldemort raised and kept adding more power to his shield as the attacks rained down upon it, threatening to bring it down at any moment.
He forced his anger, his hate into the attacks, spells were erupting from his wand like shells from a canon, each exploding against the shield in dazzling displays of light before the shield finally collapsed, throwing Voldemort back against the wall.
Harry watched as the snake faced Dark Lord pushed himself up onto his elbows, grinning at him evilly.
"Is this it Harry....Are you going to kill me....Are you looking forward to spending the rest of your life in Azkaban prison?"
"Somehow," replied Harry "I don't think Fudge is going to risk loosing his position as Minister by sending me to prison for killing 'The Dark Lord' who has caused him so much grief."
"You can't kill me Harry." Sneered Voldemort.
"Do you want to bet on that?"
Harry raised his wand but before the first syllable past his lips the wall to the left of Voldemort exploded as the limp form of Adam came flying into the room.
Harry tried to jump out of the way but he was too slow as Adam collided with him sending them both tumbling to the floor on the other side of the room unconscious.
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Harry's eyes rolled in his head before managing to focus them again, he came around in time to see Adam's twin throw the limp form of his brother back out the hole in the wall, letting him fall down the side of the Tower.
On the other side of the room he saw Fleur still lying with dried blood matted into her hair.
"It looks like sleeping Beauty is awake," James grinned moving to stand next to Voldemort who was once again on his feet.
Harry raised his wand and fired a blasting hex at them only to have James swat it out of the air like an annoying insect.
Opening his hand towards him James summoned Harry's wand straight to him before handing it to Voldemort who pointed it at Harry.
"Time to die Harry."
Harry sighed, waiting for his inevitable end.
Before the first syllable had left Voldemort's lips there was a bustling of movement as something large and grey crashed into the back of him and Adam's evil twin sending them tumbling to the ground.
Harry didn't have time to react as whatever it was picked him up off the floor and jumped straight out through the hole in the wall, pulling Harry with it.
When Harry managed to regain his composure, fighting the urge to kick wildly as he dangled in mid air, he managed to turn his head enough to be able to see a feathered arm and talon holding him tight.
Oh thank god, Fleur.
"I'm alright Arry." She returned in her slightly harsher part-bird voice as they glided down into the courtyard.
As they touched the ground next to the Tower they dropped to their knees, breathing heavily.
As Harry panted and thought about his lucky escape he realised that it was not grass but carpet on the ground and instead of hearing the whistling of the wind, all he heard was the sound of other people breathing.
He felt a weight removed from his head and looking up he saw Adam getting to his feet in front of them.
"Good." He said before walking over to where all the others who had portkeyed with them were standing on the other side of (what appeared to be) the training room.
"What the." he gasped looking over to Fleur, seeing that all the blood that had been flowing from wounds on her head and body was no longer there, nor where the injuries that had released the blood, she was also no longer in bird form.
He looked back up at the others.
"What on Earth is going on?" he demanded.
"You past the test." Replied Adam.
Harry said nothing for several seconds before saying very quietly.
"The....what?"
His tone made several of the group wince.
This wasn't going to be pleasant.
"There is only so much you can test in controlled conditions Harry," explained Adam "It was my idea, a live firing simulation allowed us to see how you would use your new skills in a real world situation."
"None of that was real?" asked Fleur.
"Not after the portkey."
"Beauxbatons, the Death Eaters, Madame Maxine, me killing that Death Eater and Bellatrix?" continued Harry almost too calmly.
"All in your mind." replied Adam.
The others watched as Harry very calmly stood, walked towards Adam then in one swift movement brought his arm around and punched Adam hard in the face, before turning and walking rapidly out of the room followed by a concerned Fleur.
The others stood still for several seconds before Viktor let out a sight.
"Well, he could have taken that better."
Dimension: 563 - Earth
Date: 25th August 2001 AD
Country: France - Pic Du Thaume
Location: Beauxbatons Academy Of Magic - Professor Radcliffe's Office
Time: Afternoon
Harry's Occlumency training helped to suppress the pain that flowed through his scar, confirming what he already knew the figures name was....
Voldemort.
"Hello Harry, how good to see you again."
"Tom." Harry replied.
"You will address me as Lord Voldemort!" he shouted.
"Why? It is your name isn't it?"
"That name no longer means anything; you will address me as Lord Voldemort!"
"In that case you will address me as Lord Gryffindor." Countered Harry, praying that he could keep Voldemort distracted long enough for either Fleur to defeat the Death Eater or for reinforcements to arrive.
"WHAT!!" roared Voldemort.
The fight on the other side of the room came to halt as the magic in Voldemort's voice resonated around the room.
Unfortunately for Fleur the Death Eater came back to reality first and fired of a Bludgeoning Hex which collided heavily with the side of her head, sending her flying hard into the wall impacting with a crack as her head collided with the stone before falling to the floor unconscious, blood running down the side of her face.
"Fleur!!" cried Harry.
Turning on the laughing Death Eater he saw red. The high pitched laugh told him for certain that it was Bellatrix; she threw her head back letting her hood fall off as she cackled.
"Oh poor little Potter, did the big bad Death Eater hurt your poor little pigeon?" she grinned.
She never got the chance to say anything further as she turned just in time to see Harry's sword swing around.
________________________________________________________________________
Voldemort stared in shock as the head of his favourite servant rolled to the floor at his feet
He looked up at Harry, the blood of his most loyal servant sprayed over his clothes and face while large drops began to drip from the blade of his sword, his face blank and emotionless.
The shock on Voldemort's face turned to anger.
"How DARE you Potter." He shouted outraged.
Potter's head turned to him slowly but the look on his face made Voldemort reassess his adversary, the fury burning in Potter's eyes made him want to eliminate his enemy all the more quickly.
He raised his wand, the killing curse leaving his lips as the jet of green light flew towards his bloodied enemy.
________________________________________________________________________
Harry was running on instinct, all emotion had left him with the exception of anger.
He sidestepped the curse and began firing blasting, bludgeoning and any other form of high damage spell he could think of at the thing he called his enemy.
He watched as Voldemort raised and kept adding more power to his shield as the attacks rained down upon it, threatening to bring it down at any moment.
He forced his anger, his hate into the attacks, spells were erupting from his wand like shells from a canon, each exploding against the shield in dazzling displays of light before the shield finally collapsed, throwing Voldemort back against the wall.
Harry watched as the snake faced Dark Lord pushed himself up onto his elbows, grinning at him evilly.
"Is this it Harry....Are you going to kill me....Are you looking forward to spending the rest of your life in Azkaban prison?"
"Somehow," replied Harry "I don't think Fudge is going to risk loosing his position as Minister by sending me to prison for killing 'The Dark Lord' who has caused him so much grief."
"You can't kill me Harry." Sneered Voldemort.
"Do you want to bet on that?"
Harry raised his wand but before the first syllable past his lips the wall to the left of Voldemort exploded as the limp form of Adam came flying into the room.
Harry tried to jump out of the way but he was too slow as Adam collided with him sending them both tumbling to the floor on the other side of the room unconscious.
________________________________________________________________________
Harry's eyes rolled in his head before managing to focus them again, he came around in time to see Adam's twin throw the limp form of his brother back out the hole in the wall, letting him fall down the side of the Tower.
On the other side of the room he saw Fleur still lying with dried blood matted into her hair.
"It looks like sleeping Beauty is awake," James grinned moving to stand next to Voldemort who was once again on his feet.
Harry raised his wand and fired a blasting hex at them only to have James swat it out of the air like an annoying insect.
Opening his hand towards him James summoned Harry's wand straight to him before handing it to Voldemort who pointed it at Harry.
"Time to die Harry."
Harry sighed, waiting for his inevitable end.
Before the first syllable had left Voldemort's lips there was a bustling of movement as something large and grey crashed into the back of him and Adam's evil twin sending them tumbling to the ground.
Harry didn't have time to react as whatever it was picked him up off the floor and jumped straight out through the hole in the wall, pulling Harry with it.
When Harry managed to regain his composure, fighting the urge to kick wildly as he dangled in mid air, he managed to turn his head enough to be able to see a feathered arm and talon holding him tight.
Oh thank god, Fleur.
"I'm alright Arry." She returned in her slightly harsher part-bird voice as they glided down into the courtyard.
As they touched the ground next to the Tower they dropped to their knees, breathing heavily.
As Harry panted and thought about his lucky escape he realised that it was not grass but carpet on the ground and instead of hearing the whistling of the wind, all he heard was the sound of other people breathing.
He felt a weight removed from his head and looking up he saw Adam getting to his feet in front of them.
"Good." He said before walking over to where all the others who had portkeyed with them were standing on the other side of (what appeared to be) the training room.
"What the." he gasped looking over to Fleur, seeing that all the blood that had been flowing from wounds on her head and body was no longer there, nor where the injuries that had released the blood, she was also no longer in bird form.
He looked back up at the others.
"What on Earth is going on?" he demanded.
"You past the test." Replied Adam.
Harry said nothing for several seconds before saying very quietly.
"The....what?"
His tone made several of the group wince.
This wasn't going to be pleasant.
"There is only so much you can test in controlled conditions Harry," explained Adam "It was my idea, a live firing simulation allowed us to see how you would use your new skills in a real world situation."
"None of that was real?" asked Fleur.
"Not after the portkey."
"Beauxbatons, the Death Eaters, Madame Maxine, me killing that Death Eater and Bellatrix?" continued Harry almost too calmly.
"All in your mind." replied Adam.
The others watched as Harry very calmly stood, walked towards Adam then in one swift movement brought his arm around and punched Adam hard in the face, before turning and walking rapidly out of the room followed by a concerned Fleur.
The others stood still for several seconds before Viktor let out a sight.
"Well, he could have taken that better."
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