part of my book 5

[Sacred Guardian]

I'm not saying this is real, but here we go

Before Reading: Eairlier in this book what would have happened was that Harry went back to Hogwarts for his 5th year, and Voldemort being back in power, sent Wormtail back to Hogwarts to kidnap Harry on Halloween, and would have succeded were it not for Hermione and Ron stopping him. They caught him, and brought Sirius out of hiding and in Dumbledore's office brought both Sirius and Wormtail infront of Fudge. Sirus' name was cleared, and he stayed on to help Remus Lupin (DADA instructor). Gryffindor won their first match with Ravenclaw (the Weasly Twins are co-captains). After the match, Harry carries Cho to the Hospital Wing, after grabbing the snitch and catching her on his broom, for 8 broken ribs by 2 consecutive bludgers. They become and item and are very happy together, and almost got in trouble with Filch for sneaking out in the middle of the night (multiple times) to meet, but are saved by Sir Nicholas, the marauders map and the Invisiblity cloak. The year seems to be going with out a hitch when a new wave of mysterious attacks start happening around the school. Not just on students (2 Hufflepuffs and Colin Creevy) but as well as on Professor Delacour (Yes Fleur, she was hired to replace Snape who has gone back to Voldemort as a spy). It is now May, and Dumbledore is getting worried because he hasn't gotten a report from Snape in a while.

Chapter 25-30 (have no idea)
Harry woke up early that Thursday morning, he didn't know why, but he couldn't go back to sleep. He went down the common room stairs and sat down in one of the most comfortable chairs by the fire. He sat here, wishing that Cho could be here with him, thinking of her beautiful hair and eyes. He got lost in thought and was only revived by Ron shaking him and Parvati and Lavendar giggling across the room.
"Lets go to breakfast or we'll be late to Defense Against the Dark Arts," said Ron, "I hate not getting a front seat in that class"
"Where's Hermione?" asked Harry.
"Dunno," Ron replied. "Probably studying," he added sarcasticly.
"Why do you pretend to not like her Ron? Everyone knows you do. Are you scared she won't like you back?"
"No, I don't know"
"Well, she does, and everyone knows that too."
"I know, I just don't want to lose the friendship."
"No, you're just scared."
"Maybe you're right. Maybe I'll try to get her alone to talk tonight Anyway, we need to get to breakfast."
Harry and Ron climbed out of the portrait hole and greeted Sir Cadogen with the usual taunts. (Peeves had "accidently" set fire to the Fat Lady, and was being restored in Hogsmeade at the moment) The two of them walked together down to the Great Hall for breakfast, and found Hermione wolfing down food.
"Good morning Hermione" said Harry who then looked at Ron. Ron said nothing and just blushed.
"Oh hello"
"Why didn't you wait for us to come down this morning?" Harry questioned.
"Need to get to the library." Ron muttered somthing under his breath that sounded like "I told you so"
Harry cast a sideways glance at Ron that made him blush again.
Just then, Hermione jumped up, bolted off, and called over her shoulder, "I have to study for exams," as if she anticipated the next quesion, "Save me a seat with you guys in front."
"Ok," Harry called, "I can't believe you didn't even say 'Hello' to her"
Ron banged his head on the table in a way that reminded Harry of Dobby as he repeatedly said "Stupid...stupid...stupid..."
"We better get going, we'll be late enough as it is," said Harry downing two sausages and a roll.
Then somthing grabbed him from behind that made him jump, "Hey, not going to say 'Good morning' to me"
Harry recognized the voice, which mad him relax, it was the voice of the person he had been most wanting to see and hear since three that morning.
"Sorry. Good morning," said Harry as he kissed Cho on the cheek, "I was concerned about other things."
"Oh, so I see I'm not important enough to remember," said Cho sarcasticly.
"No, not that, I just.... uh..."
"It's fine," Cho reasured him as she returned the kiss, "Go to class. Besides, I've got Divination, I'll be late all because I wated for you."
Harry and Ron hurried out of the Great Hall and ran up the stairs and down the hall to the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom. They were lucky, the rest of the class wasn't there yet, so they got choice seats. They sat togther joking as the class filed in, until Hermione came in and sat next to Ron, who imediatly fell silent.
"Whew, glad I'm not late."
"Yeah... you wouldn't want to... miss a lesson would you?" said Ron timidly trying his best to flirt with Hermione, which Harry could tell, he didn't have much expierience at.
Another familiar voice penetrated the room and instilled silence, "Good morning," it was Sirius. "Professor Lupin will not be here today, he is ill." Everyone knew that Lupin was not ill in the normal sense, all except Nevill, who was either never clued in to Lupin being a werewolf, or kept forggeting, Lupin was out every month, this wasn't unusual.
"Please turn in your books to page 634, Hermione, will you please read the paragraph?"
"Yes," Hermione began reading, "The Yeti is a very interesting creature, it is found all over the world, but is most commonly found in Tibet, but can be found (under other names ex. Sasquatch, Big Foot, The Abominable Snowman) all over the world, from The Black Forest, to the Canadian Rockies. Yeties are one of the largest varieties of demi-humans, standing 10 feet tall, with muscular builds, often weighing over 700 pounds. Their coat color is varies with their surroundings, but the most common colors are white and dark brown. Their only innate magical ability is that they are able to hide themselves very easily from muggles, and are rarley seen by the muggles unless they want to be. All yeties speak Yetish, and some extremely smart yeties learn other languages of creatures in their area (including, on rare occasion, human languages), but this rarley happens because, on average, yeties are very stupid. Despite their stupidity, they have great battle instincts and are savage fighters. In fact, Gehngis Kahn's wizards actually recruited Yeti armies from Tibet (this was when their number was much greater), and they were responsible for much of the conquering in Europe. And it is hypothe..."
"Thank you Miss Granger, that is enough" said Sirius appreciativly, "so, what can we speculate that The Dark Lord used the Yeties for?"
Everyone's hand shot up, including Neville's
"Mr Longbottom?"
"Well, we can expect that he used them as tortures when the... um... the uh..."
Harry knew why Nevill had paused, and Sirius did too. He was going to say "When the Cruciatus Curse was unavailable or inconvienient." But Neville had a bad relationship with that curse. It had been used on his parents to get information about Voldemort's whereabouts, and left them permenatly insane, which caused him to live with his grandmother.
As though to save Nevill from any more trauma, the door at the back of the classroom opened suddenly, and Ginny Weasly walked in, looking embarassed. "Professor Black, can I have a word?"
Sirius beckoned her foward.
She walked to him and he bent over, and she wispered in his ear.
"Yes of course," Sirius' head turned to Harry, "come here Harry," he sounded grave.
"Yes?" Harry wispered.
"Go with Ginny to the Hospital Wing, I'll be in your dormitory after this class is over," he saw the look of skepticism of Harry's face, "Just trust me."
Harry and Ginny left the classroom.
"What's this about?"
Ginny shook her head, she didn't want to say, "Just follow me."
When they got to the door to the Hospital Wing, Ginny said, "I have to get back to class, go in."
"Ok, see you later," Harry said as he passed the motionless bodies of two Hufflepuff third years, Colin Creevy and Fleur Delacour. He saw Madam Pomfrey erecting curtains around a bed, and she motioned him foward.
"I know this will be hard, but it must be done now," she said as she pulled back the curtain.
There lay the motionless body of Cho. It felt as though a giant cold stone had just dropped into Harry's stomach. His first love, his girlfriend, just lying there, still, and he couldn't help.
For the first time in years a tear slipped out of the corner of his eye and rolled down making a water mark on his collar. He fell to his knees beside her bed, lifted her hand and kissed it, another water mark appeared on his collar.
"When did this happen?"
"Just before the first period, she was late for Divination, and was attacked on the way there."
Another stone, another water mark. He thought to himself, "If I had just gone over to her as soon as I got into the Hall, she wouldn't have had to spend time joking with me, then she wouldn't have been late, then she wouldn't have been attacked, and she would still be able to see me and I could hold her, and we could have fun and laugh. But it's all my fault." Another stone, another water mark.
Madam Pomfrey saw the look on his face, "It's not your fault, it would have happened anyway. It's not your fault."
Suddenly, the door to the Hall burst open, and Dumbledore, Hagrid and MacGonagall came rushing into the hall.
"Oh no, this is not good Albus," said MacGonagall with a waver in her voice, "This is the sixth attack, this is really not good."
Only Hagrid had noticed Harry, "C'mere, its aright," said Hagrid hugging Harry, but this hug was different than a normal hug from Hagrid, it didn't crack any ribs, but felt comforting.
"Hagrid, take Harry to Gryffindor Tower, there he will meet Sirius," Dumbledore's eyes flashed at Harry as to say 'I know,' then he continued, "after this period, move all students to the Great Hall, don't wait for Harry, Sirius will bring him to the Hall," Dumbledore's voice was very reasuring, but he wanted to talk to Sirius, "Go."
Hagrid and Harry left the Hospital Wing, but not before Harry had kissed Cho on the forehead. On the way back, the two didn't speak, Hagrid thought it would be best.
When they got to the picture of Sir Cadogen with the fat pony Hagrid broke the silence, "I'm sorry this had ter happen ter ya 'Arry."
"Thanks Hagrid," Harry responded greatfully as Hagrid bounded off, "Bloody Scoundrel."
Harry entered the common room with Sir Cadogen calling challenges after him. It seemed weired, the common room was empty, this was unusual for April, because he had never been in the room in the middle of a spring day without a crouded common room. But, he didn't have time to think about that, he needed to talk to Sirius.
He hurried up the dormitory stairs and when he opened the door, he saw Sirius, but not as he had expected, he was bound and gagged and had been thrown on the floor. He was screaming, but it was inaudible through the gag. The bed hangings had been ripped off and the room was in disaray.
Harry ran to Sirius and ungagged him.
Sirius yelled, "Harry, behind you!"
But it was too late, the door had slammed shut, and a tall man was their in a hooded cloak. The hooded figure drew a wand from the robe, and Harry did as well, but the hooded figure was too fast, "EXPELLIERMUS," he roared. Harry's wand lept from his hand and into the outstretched hand of the hooded man. The man pocketed Harry's wand.
Then a voice from under the hood spoke, it was a voice that could freeze water, a voice that chilled Harry to his very bone and froze him there. "Finally, Harry Potter," the voice growled, "I finally have you right where I want you."
As the man said this he lowered his hood, Harry saw a horror like he had never seen before.
In the very room where he slept, was a man who's name instilled fear into all wizards in the world. A man who's name is Voldemort.

[Paul]

Great stuff 12321 and well-written too - I hope Cho and the others aren't dead or permanently frozen. But more of an immediate situation, what is going to happen to Harry without his wand and Voldemort right in front of him?

[Sacred Guardian]

i don't know, i stayed up from 2 til 4 writing that this morning (believe it or not off the top of my head) i don't have any more of the book, but i could if you would like it, it was alot of fun to write. I thought it would be horrible (it's my first fanfic) but i like the way it turned out. I sort of have where the story would go from there, but i'll have to improvise alot (just as i did on this one). Thank you for the compliment on my writing, i mean, if you give me characters with very complex personalities and an already existing storyline, i'll whip out a book in no time flat. Personally i like the ending the best, it's a real cliffhanger

Does anyone else like this work?

[snuffles360uk]

It's brilliant ..u should deffinatly write more to it

[Sacred Guardian]

thank you snuffles, i am thinking that there will be 3 more chapters of real action (one of which i'll probably write tonight), and then a train ride chapter (which i won't write)

[Sacred Guardian]

here we go with the next chapter

Suddenly Harry's scar seared with pain, this was a pain that he knew only Voldemort could instill, this pain was second only to the Cruciatus Curse. Harry looked up, and saw the thing that he had feared ever since he had escaped from Voldemort the year before, Voldemort had come to kill him, and he knew it.
The gaunt figure of Voldemort with his red eyes and flattended snakelike nose bared down on Harry. "Finally Harry," Voldemort repeated, "Finally I have you, and no one can help you because everyone else is so preoccupied with finding your girlfriends attacker, that they would never look in the place where your second best gaurdian is," Voldemort hissed motioning to Sirius.
"What do you intend to do?" spat Sirius.
"What else?" Voldemort sneered, "I will kill you both and then Dumbledore," he said coldly.
With this Sirius wrenched against his bindings, but they were too tight to give him any leeway. Then with a sudden boost of courage Harry dared to question the Dark Lord.
"I understand why you want to kill me, and Sirius is in the way, but why Dumbledore, why him?"
"You don't know?" Voldemort sounded for the first time shocked, "I thought he would have told you years ago. Anyway, Dumbledore, Harry Potter, is your great-grandfather."
"So, why does that mark him for death?" Harry interogated.
"Do you not know who you are?" Harry shook his head. "I, as you know, am the heir to Salazar Slytherin, and you, like your father, and Albus Dumbledore are heirs to Godric Gryffindor."
"So, why does that matter?"
"You insulent little boy!" Voldemort roared, "Crucio."
Harry wretched on the floor, he had expirienced this pain before, but it seemed more than last time, like more was behind it, like there was more hatred. As Harry screamed, Sirius struggeld against his bindings, trying to attack Voldemort. Suddenly the pain was gone, Harry was relieved, but then he remembered what he was faced with.
"Would you like more, or may I finish?"
Harry shook his head, he didn't want any more pain.
"Alright then," the Dark Lord hissed, "You being the heir to Gryffindor, are the only one who can defeat me, just as Godric defeated the great Salazar, and Dumbledore, also being an heir must die as well."
"Then why did you kill my mother, are you not man enough to move a woman without killing her, if all you wanted to do was kill my dad and me?"
There was more pain, much more. He felt like his head was about to be shattered into a million pieces, and his whole body was being stung by millions of hornets at one time.
"To answer your question," Voldemort said as the pain faded, "I did not want to kill your mother, I was actually hoping that she would join me, but her loyalty to Dumbledore ran deep. Everyone always said how James was so great, but it was truly Lily who was the great one. Had she joined me, she would have become an extremely powerful witch, and maybe even my bride."
Harry could stand it no longer, he would not let Voldemort talk about his mother in this way, he wouldn't stand for it. His mother, the bride of Voldemort. In an instant, Harry was to his feet and back down again, but down on top of Voldemort. He had tackled him with all of his strength, and knocked away his own wand but not the Dark Lord's. If only he could reach his wand, he knew he had a chance. He hoped that Priori Incantaem would reoccur. He dove for his wand and grabbed it, he swung around, but Voldemort was already recovered, "Crucio"
Harry wretched again, and his wand clattered to the floor. This was the worst it had ever been. He knew that Voldemort had concentrated all his strength and thought into causing Harry as much pain as he could without killing him.
The pain again relaxed and Voldemort asked him, "Just one question before I kill you. What is the password to Dumbledore's office, I would like to go there and wait for him, and not here where he will bring many teachers."
"No," said Harry defiantly, knowing it would mean more pain.
"No, NO?" Voldemort cackled.
"No," said Harry cooly.
"Harry, do you realize, that you will talk, I will torture you until you do. I will have the password."
Harry then said, what he knew his father would have said, "Do your worst."
The Dark Lord smirked. Harry saw a thought bubbling up in his head, a though most sinister.
"All right Harry, I know he knows it," Voldemort motioned to Sirius. "He'll tell or you will."
Harry stood, waiting, knowing the pain would come, but it did not.
"Crucio." Here comes the pain, thought Harry, but no pain came. In pain's stead, came screams, screams of pain. Harry knew that these screams had come from Sirius. He wanted to help, but he couldn't, he didn't want Sirius to suffer, but he knew he would die if he interfered.
Sirius stopped screaming, and he uttered, "You__ will fall___ Voldemort, you will fall by___ the Order of the Pheonix."
"The what?" Voldemort looked stunned. "Are you mad? Who is in it, you, Dumbledore and Potter here?"
"And Snape, he's been passing us information since he returned to you."
"Did you think I didn't know this, he hasn't sent word to you in months, and do you know why, I killed him."
Harry looked shocked, as did Sirius. Harry had never liked Snape, but, Snape had saved his life, and he had never gotten to thank him.
"Stop stalling, back to the point. Harry, what is the password?"
"NO"
"Crucio." More screams from Sirius.
"I can't stand to let him do this, the password is... is ... Bertie Botts."
A faint smile appeared on Voldemort's face, and as quickly as it was there it was gone. Sirius looked defeated, but faintly relieved.
"Well, you won't be needing this once you're dead." Said Voldemort, withdrawing Harry's wand from his robes, and throwing it out the open window. Harry's heart sank, his only weapon, his only defense, the thing he needed most. He knew he was dead, so, he stood upright and said to Voldemort.
"Voldemort, I stand and await my death gallantly, like my father would have wanted, but, this is different from when you murdered my dad."
"How is this different?" Voldemort cackled, "I will kill you with the same curse, in the same way, it is the same."
"No," Harry said defiantly, "When you killed my father, he fought you, he challenged you, and you defeated him. You killed him like a man, you kill me today, like a coward, you kill a defenseless man."
A look of contorted hatred spread over Voldemort's face. He seemed beyond words, but he found the right ones after a few seconds. And with a swish of his wand he said them.
"Avanda..."


I'll put in the next chapter sometime in the next week or so.

[Paul]

Ack - one word away from ... (eek, I don't even want to think it). Well, I guess you said you like cliff-hangers. Looking forward to the next chapter. I love stuff like this - keeps the HP world going strong whilst we're waiting for the Order of the Phoenix to be released.

[littlelib]

Oh C thats excellent! Please can u do some more soon! Ahhhhhh, i will go mad otherwise!

[Sacred Guardian]

here's the next chapter, i havn't had time in the past week to write


Harry could hear the swish of the wand, he knew the next words. He was going to die, he was leaving this world, and he would finally see his parents. In some ways he was happy. He closed his eyes expecting what was coming, but instead of hearing the end of the curse and a great rushing sound, he heard somthing beautiful, he heard a song. He recognized the song, it was the song of the pheonix.
The song was getting louder. Harry opened his eyes, Voldemort had paused. Harry looked to the open window, and in flew a pheonix. It was Fawkes, but he had somthing it his beak, a wand, Harry's wand. Fawkes perched on Harry's shoulder, and dropped the wand into his hand.
Harry looked up at Voldemort and saw somthing he had never seen in
Voldemort's eyes, it wasn't hatred, it wasn't anger, it was fear.
Harry grasped his wand tight and pointed it at Voldemort. He knew he could end it right here, all he had to do was utter two words, and he knew it would be over.
He couldn't bring himself to do it, somehow, he couldn't kill a person, if you can call Voldemort a person. He knew the dark lord had killed his parents, but he still couldn't do it.
Then, Voldemort laughed. It was a high shrill laugh, one that brought ice to the bones and made blood run cold.
"You weak boy," cackled Voldemort, "Do you not understand, that to succeed, you must cast aside all morals? Look at me, I had trouble the first time I had to kill a man, but I did it, and now look at me. I am the most powerful wizard in the world."
"Albus Dumbledore is the most powerful wizard in the world," said Harry bravely.
"If old Dumbledore is the most powerful wizard in the world, then how did I sneak into his castle, and lie in wait for months, meanwhile, attacking four students, a teacher, and executing his spy?"
Harry did not have an answer for this, so Voldemort continued, "Yes, that is right, I have been here for months, since Halloween actually. I came with Wormtail, I did not think that he would fail me again, so I hid in the woods and waited."
"Where did you hide, how did Dumbledore not find you?"
"Where did I hide, is that not obvious?"
Harry looked puzzeled.
"I hid in the Chamber of Secrets, even without the Basalisk there, it is a very good hiding place."
"Then how did you attack the people without arrousing suspicion, Moaning Myrtyle must have seen you at least one time, and she would have told me. I've been in there many times this year with.. with.."
"With your precious girlfriend. I know, I watched from the pipe"
"But surely I would have seen you? And why didn't you just attack us both and get it over with?"
The first of Harry's questions was answered immediatly, where Voldemort had stood, there was now a snake, at least 15 feet in length. It was green with black diamond's in a row down the middle, and about halfway down, where a diamond should have been, was a skull, with a snake coming out of it's mouth.
"But how could you have hidden so well?"
As though in answer, the snake disapeared instantly, then, Harry saw a mouth open, and all he could see was a black tounge and two seven inch fangs, dripping with venom.
In an instant, Voldemort was back standing in front of him.
"But that still doesn't explain, why you didn't attack me earlier"
Voldemort grinned evily, "You see, I could have, and you would have not seen it coming till it was to late, but, I prefer, to play with my pray. I got you thinking, that I was coming for you, you knew I was close, but you didn't know where, while all along, I was under your nose."
Harry stood there, stunned, he had been played for a fool and didn't even know it. Voldemort laughed contently.
Just then, Fawkes swooped off of Harry's shoulder, and Harry thought he was going for Voldemort, but then he dived and cut Sirius' bindings. Sirius sprang to his feet and jumped in front of Harry.
"If you want to get Harry, you will have to get through me"
"And you think that this will be a problem?" asked Voldemort in a sort of amused tone. "Imperio"
Sirius obviously wasn't as adept at fighting this curse Harry was. Voldemort made him move around the room as though he were a doll. First Sirius went to the corner and got a drink from the basin that was there, and then went about tidying up the room, from making the beds and rehanging the bed's drapes that had been torn down, to summoning up a tub and soap and washing all the boy's clothes and folding them and putting them back in their correct drawers.
"You see, your last line of defense is under my control, I could order him to kill you here and now, then leave and make it look as though I were never here."
"Wouldn't I." Sirius bared down on Harry, and had his wand pointed at his heart. He didn't look like the Sirius that Harry knew, he looked as though he wanted to do this.
Then, Sirius stood up right and turned to face Voldemort, but Voldemort was too quick, "Stupefy."
Sirius flew across the room and hit the wall, obviously unconcious. Harry was amazed at Voldemort's power, the Stupefy spell usually knocks someone a few feet and to the ground, but Sirius had flown at least twenty feet, and would have probably flown another fifty judging by the force with which he hit the wall.
Voldemort saw Harry's astonishment, "Yes, I have grown more powerful than you can imagine, even the simpilest of spells now have devestating effects when I use them. Had I used a banishing spell, he would have crashed through the wall, and landed dead on the ground outside."
Harry had to admit, that he was more powerful than he imagined.
The next thing Harry heard was unexpected, it was a pheonix song, but it wasn't coming from Fawkes. A second pheonix had flown into the window. Harry turned to look at it. It was beautiful, even more so than Fawkes, but Fawkes obviously knew the pheonix. But there was a difference between Fawkes and the second pheonix. While Fawkes had eyes that glowed yellow and red like the flames of his tail, the second pheonix had blue eyes. Harry thought that this was strange, because he thought that all pheonixes had red and yellow eyes.
He turned around and saw that Voldemort was gone, and the door was open just slightly, and Harry saw half the body of a snake going through it, which disapeared as soon as he saw it, even though it didn't have time to get all the way through the door.
Hary turned back to the pheonix, but it wasn't there, where it should have been standing was the most welcome face he had seen all day. Albus Dumbledore.

I know this isn't as long as the other 2 (at least i don't think) but oh well, i hope you enjoy it

[Paul]

Really brilliant 12321 - raises an intriguing question about Dumbledore too. With his knowledge and powers, he could indeed be an animagus. Interesting!

[Sacred Guardian]

thank you, the next chapter probably won't be up for another week though

[littlelib]

Ohhhh its really good!!!!

[Sacred Guardian]

thank you

[Beccaroo]

Wow! thats sooo good! The heir of gryffindor and slytherin makes so much sense.

[Sacred Guardian]

i would have written this earlier, but what i did was surffed HP boards and looked into many theories, and made some stuff out of that, but most of it is original