Harry Potter and The Serpent King (BP5)
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Adult ++
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20,715
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Death's End
Chapter Number/Total: 43/52
Chapter Title: Death's End
Words: 1700 Words
Harry didn't stop once as he dashed through the castle as fast as his legs would carry him. He shouted the password to the gargoyle breathlessly and then ran up the stairs, tripping over his feet in his haste.
Ron and Hermione followed behind him, trying to get him to stop. Ron had come very close to being able to reach and pull Harry's shirt, but he'd missed.
Remus was kneeling by the fire and Harry actually pushed him out of his way, grabbing a handful of Floo Powder from the mantle.
"Don't let him go!" Ron shouted as he rushed up the stairs, not even sure if there would be anyone in the room to stop Harry.
Remus grabbed Harry's wrist, trying to stop him from throwing the powder. "Harry!" he shouted.
Harry threw the powder anyway, but Ron dove into the room and pinned Harry to the floor.
"Get off me!" Harry shouted, struggling.
"You're going to get yourself killed!" Ron yelled.
Remus stood in front of the fireplace, wand drawn. "What's happening?" he demanded.
"He has them," Hermione said from the doorway. "Voldemort has them."
"Harry!" Remus barked. "Think. What would Draco and Sirius want?"
Harry lay beneath Ron, panting and still struggling. "But he- he- they could be killed!" he gasped. "I have to get to them!"
"Did you actually see Sirius or Draco?" Remus asked.
"I heard Sirius - and - and he showed me Valen. Let me up!" Harry growled at Ron.
Remus sucked in a breath. "If you go in there without a plan," he said, "you will all die. What's to stop them from killing everyone?"
Harry closed his eyes. "I - I don't know," he said, realising that he really didn't know. He'd only been thinking of getting in there and killing Voldemort, not of what would truly be waiting for him.
Remus nodded. "Ron is going to let you up now," he said, "but you have to talk with us. Try to come up with a plan before you go. If we can't think of anything better, we won't stop you."
Ron looked at Harry seriously. "Can I get off you?" he asked.
Harry nodded, heart thudding in his chest.
Ron slowly raised himself off of Harry and sat between him and the fireplace, even though Lupin was guarding it as well.
"What do I do?" Harry asked desperately, sitting up quickly.
Remus sighed. "What do we know so far? How much were they able to do? How did they get caught? Is Snape's cover blown?" he asked.
Harry tried to take the questions into his addled brain.
"They killed the snake," Hermione said, Harry having already told this to her and Ron.
Harry nodded. "Yes, they killed the snake and Snape and Sirius were going to try to get the wards down. Draco was going to get Valen. I don't know if Snape's cover is blown. I didn't see him. I don't even know if Draco is caught. Sirius said that they didn't have him, but Voldemort showed me his silver hand."
"But, Harry, he can remove that. He was invisible, so he wouldn't have been wearing it," Hermione said quickly.
Remus nodded. "So we already knew he had Valen and now we know he has Sirius." He paused, taking a breath. "There's a good chance that Draco hasn't been taken and a small, but still possible, chance that Snape may still be able to help."
"If Sirius was caught, then the wards are probably still up," said Ron.
"Voldemort said they were opening the Floo," Harry said.
"Which means they will be waiting for anyone who comes through," Remus said, "and they can close it behind you."
There was a knock on the door to the office.
Harry looked over and saw Ginny, Neville and Luna, all of them looking thoroughly tousled with parts of their robes and even their hair singed.
"We saw you running through the castle," Ginny said. "What's going on?"
Harry wasn't sure what to tell them, or if he should simply tell them the truth.
Remus sighed and looked toward Harry.
"I don't have time to bloody explain the whole plan," Harry said impatiently. "Voldemort has Sirius, my son and possibly Draco."
Ginny was the only one who didn't look completely confused.
"I have to go and get them," Harry continued. "I'm going to kill Voldemort."
Neville frowned slightly, but then held his head up. "Then I'm going with you," he said firmly.
"But-" Harry said in protest.
"Harry, do you honestly think all of Voldemort's Death Eaters are here?" Hermione said. "Do you really think he's waiting for you alone?"
"I'm going too," said Luna.
"And you're certainly not going to bloody keep me here," said Ginny testily.
Remus harrumphed. "No one is going anywhere until we figure out how to get into the place," he grumbled.
"But how do we get in?" said Harry. "None of us can Apparate there."
"Fly," said Hermione quickly. "It will take more time, but we're not that far."
"But I don't have my Firebolt!" Harry cried. "And we don't even know which island it is. We don't have a map. And how would we know if we were even going in the right direction?!"
"We could take the Thestrals again," Luna suggested in her faraway voice. "They would know how to get wherever it is you would like to go."
"Yes," Remus said, eyes wide. "That's a brilliant idea."
Luna smiled. "Thank you, Professor," she said.
Harry threw her an odd look. "Then let's go!" he said, getting to his feet.
"But, how do we get them?" Ron asked. "They're being used outside."
"Perhaps we can call them from a window," Hermione said, crossing to one of the windows and looking out.
"They're attracted to fresh blood," said Ginny, standing with Hermione. "And there's probably plenty out there."
"We have to try," Harry insisted.
"But we don't have any fresh blood," said Ron.
Harry bit his lip, trying to think. "Cutting our hands probably wouldn't be enough," he muttered. "Perhaps you can call Dobby, Ginny," he said. "I don't know if it works this way, but maybe he can hear you since you're still a student in school."
Ginny nodded. "Dobby the house-elf," she called, and with a crack, Dobby appeared.
He squealed and attached himself to Harry's legs. "Oh, Harry Potter sir!" he said. "I was afraid that the Dark Lord got you! There is loud noises and wizards fighting outside!"
"Yes. Yes, Dobby, I know," Harry said quickly. "Listen to me. We need a very large piece of very, very fresh meat. The bloodier the better. Can you get us any?"
"Oh, yes, Harry Potter!" Dobby squealed.
"Go. Quickly," Harry said.
Dobby nodded and disappeared.
Harry sighed with relief. "Thank Merlin that worked," he said. "Kreacher isn't mine anymore and wouldn't have come to me."
***
Voldemort put the mirror down. "Macnair, Nott," he said, "stand ready to greet our guest." As the two men went to stand beside the fireplace, Voldemort turned his attention to Snape. "Well, Severus," he said, "he comes to me at last. Come stand beside me."
Severus got to his feet, ignoring Sirius on the floor, and took the place beside the throne.
Sirius lay unmoving, hoping and praying that Harry was not going to come through that fire. He would be killed if he did. There was no doubt.
Rosier returned a few moments later with three others in tow. Avery, Mulciber, and Dolohov.
They all inclined their heads to Voldemort quickly.
"My Lord," Avery said, "is what Rosier tells us true? Is Harry Potter coming here?"
Voldemort frowned and looked at the fireplace. He cast Finite, ending Sirius's Body-Bind. Then he cast a spell to tie and gag the man. "Yes," he said slowly, "but I am also concerned as to where young Malfoy has gotten to. Has there been any other indications of a intruder?"
"We've searched, Master," said Mulciber. "Only Nagini has been harmed as far as we can tell."
Voldemort looked over at Wormtail. "Keep that close," he sneered. Then he picked up the mirror and spoke into it again, "Potter."
Ron was dangling the bloody meat out of the window, slowly attracting the horse-like creatures. Luna and Ginny were already on two of them.
"Don't drop it, Ron!" Harry called as the meat slipped slightly, and then he heard that hissing voice again and closed his eyes. He looked quickly up at Remus before he brought the mirror that he still held in his hand back to his face.
"Potter," Voldemort hissed again. "I grow impatient. If I have to wait any longer, I may have to test Crucio to see how it affects an infant."
"Don't you dare," Harry said, eyes widening. He didn't know what else to say and he glanced at the unguarded fireplace.
"You would presume to tell me what I dare?" Voldemort hissed and cast the spell - on Sirius.
Harry clenched his teeth and closed his eyes. "No stop!" he said, pain evident in his voice.
Sirius was screaming around his gag. Voldemort smiled at Harry, holding the mirror out further so that Harry could see him aiming his wand at the infant in Wormtail's arms.
There were a couple feet between the child and the tip of the wand. Draco carefully slid into that space. No one could see it, but if Voldemort cast the curse, it would hit him instead.
Harry couldn't stop himself from begging. "Please, don't," he said. "Please, not him."
"Then come through now," Voldemort hissed.
Harry glanced at his friends near the window and then moved quickly to the fireplace, unable to come up with any other way to save his child's life than with his own.
"Remus!" Ron said, unable to do anything as he held the meat.
Remus made a dash for Harry, trying to reach him before he threw the powder.
Harry leapt out of Remus's reach and threw the Floo Powder. He jumped into the flames. "Death's End!" he shouted, and then he was spinning through the fire and stumbling out into Lord Voldemort's chamber.
Chapter Title: Death's End
Words: 1700 Words
Harry didn't stop once as he dashed through the castle as fast as his legs would carry him. He shouted the password to the gargoyle breathlessly and then ran up the stairs, tripping over his feet in his haste.
Ron and Hermione followed behind him, trying to get him to stop. Ron had come very close to being able to reach and pull Harry's shirt, but he'd missed.
Remus was kneeling by the fire and Harry actually pushed him out of his way, grabbing a handful of Floo Powder from the mantle.
"Don't let him go!" Ron shouted as he rushed up the stairs, not even sure if there would be anyone in the room to stop Harry.
Remus grabbed Harry's wrist, trying to stop him from throwing the powder. "Harry!" he shouted.
Harry threw the powder anyway, but Ron dove into the room and pinned Harry to the floor.
"Get off me!" Harry shouted, struggling.
"You're going to get yourself killed!" Ron yelled.
Remus stood in front of the fireplace, wand drawn. "What's happening?" he demanded.
"He has them," Hermione said from the doorway. "Voldemort has them."
"Harry!" Remus barked. "Think. What would Draco and Sirius want?"
Harry lay beneath Ron, panting and still struggling. "But he- he- they could be killed!" he gasped. "I have to get to them!"
"Did you actually see Sirius or Draco?" Remus asked.
"I heard Sirius - and - and he showed me Valen. Let me up!" Harry growled at Ron.
Remus sucked in a breath. "If you go in there without a plan," he said, "you will all die. What's to stop them from killing everyone?"
Harry closed his eyes. "I - I don't know," he said, realising that he really didn't know. He'd only been thinking of getting in there and killing Voldemort, not of what would truly be waiting for him.
Remus nodded. "Ron is going to let you up now," he said, "but you have to talk with us. Try to come up with a plan before you go. If we can't think of anything better, we won't stop you."
Ron looked at Harry seriously. "Can I get off you?" he asked.
Harry nodded, heart thudding in his chest.
Ron slowly raised himself off of Harry and sat between him and the fireplace, even though Lupin was guarding it as well.
"What do I do?" Harry asked desperately, sitting up quickly.
Remus sighed. "What do we know so far? How much were they able to do? How did they get caught? Is Snape's cover blown?" he asked.
Harry tried to take the questions into his addled brain.
"They killed the snake," Hermione said, Harry having already told this to her and Ron.
Harry nodded. "Yes, they killed the snake and Snape and Sirius were going to try to get the wards down. Draco was going to get Valen. I don't know if Snape's cover is blown. I didn't see him. I don't even know if Draco is caught. Sirius said that they didn't have him, but Voldemort showed me his silver hand."
"But, Harry, he can remove that. He was invisible, so he wouldn't have been wearing it," Hermione said quickly.
Remus nodded. "So we already knew he had Valen and now we know he has Sirius." He paused, taking a breath. "There's a good chance that Draco hasn't been taken and a small, but still possible, chance that Snape may still be able to help."
"If Sirius was caught, then the wards are probably still up," said Ron.
"Voldemort said they were opening the Floo," Harry said.
"Which means they will be waiting for anyone who comes through," Remus said, "and they can close it behind you."
There was a knock on the door to the office.
Harry looked over and saw Ginny, Neville and Luna, all of them looking thoroughly tousled with parts of their robes and even their hair singed.
"We saw you running through the castle," Ginny said. "What's going on?"
Harry wasn't sure what to tell them, or if he should simply tell them the truth.
Remus sighed and looked toward Harry.
"I don't have time to bloody explain the whole plan," Harry said impatiently. "Voldemort has Sirius, my son and possibly Draco."
Ginny was the only one who didn't look completely confused.
"I have to go and get them," Harry continued. "I'm going to kill Voldemort."
Neville frowned slightly, but then held his head up. "Then I'm going with you," he said firmly.
"But-" Harry said in protest.
"Harry, do you honestly think all of Voldemort's Death Eaters are here?" Hermione said. "Do you really think he's waiting for you alone?"
"I'm going too," said Luna.
"And you're certainly not going to bloody keep me here," said Ginny testily.
Remus harrumphed. "No one is going anywhere until we figure out how to get into the place," he grumbled.
"But how do we get in?" said Harry. "None of us can Apparate there."
"Fly," said Hermione quickly. "It will take more time, but we're not that far."
"But I don't have my Firebolt!" Harry cried. "And we don't even know which island it is. We don't have a map. And how would we know if we were even going in the right direction?!"
"We could take the Thestrals again," Luna suggested in her faraway voice. "They would know how to get wherever it is you would like to go."
"Yes," Remus said, eyes wide. "That's a brilliant idea."
Luna smiled. "Thank you, Professor," she said.
Harry threw her an odd look. "Then let's go!" he said, getting to his feet.
"But, how do we get them?" Ron asked. "They're being used outside."
"Perhaps we can call them from a window," Hermione said, crossing to one of the windows and looking out.
"They're attracted to fresh blood," said Ginny, standing with Hermione. "And there's probably plenty out there."
"We have to try," Harry insisted.
"But we don't have any fresh blood," said Ron.
Harry bit his lip, trying to think. "Cutting our hands probably wouldn't be enough," he muttered. "Perhaps you can call Dobby, Ginny," he said. "I don't know if it works this way, but maybe he can hear you since you're still a student in school."
Ginny nodded. "Dobby the house-elf," she called, and with a crack, Dobby appeared.
He squealed and attached himself to Harry's legs. "Oh, Harry Potter sir!" he said. "I was afraid that the Dark Lord got you! There is loud noises and wizards fighting outside!"
"Yes. Yes, Dobby, I know," Harry said quickly. "Listen to me. We need a very large piece of very, very fresh meat. The bloodier the better. Can you get us any?"
"Oh, yes, Harry Potter!" Dobby squealed.
"Go. Quickly," Harry said.
Dobby nodded and disappeared.
Harry sighed with relief. "Thank Merlin that worked," he said. "Kreacher isn't mine anymore and wouldn't have come to me."
***
Voldemort put the mirror down. "Macnair, Nott," he said, "stand ready to greet our guest." As the two men went to stand beside the fireplace, Voldemort turned his attention to Snape. "Well, Severus," he said, "he comes to me at last. Come stand beside me."
Severus got to his feet, ignoring Sirius on the floor, and took the place beside the throne.
Sirius lay unmoving, hoping and praying that Harry was not going to come through that fire. He would be killed if he did. There was no doubt.
Rosier returned a few moments later with three others in tow. Avery, Mulciber, and Dolohov.
They all inclined their heads to Voldemort quickly.
"My Lord," Avery said, "is what Rosier tells us true? Is Harry Potter coming here?"
Voldemort frowned and looked at the fireplace. He cast Finite, ending Sirius's Body-Bind. Then he cast a spell to tie and gag the man. "Yes," he said slowly, "but I am also concerned as to where young Malfoy has gotten to. Has there been any other indications of a intruder?"
"We've searched, Master," said Mulciber. "Only Nagini has been harmed as far as we can tell."
Voldemort looked over at Wormtail. "Keep that close," he sneered. Then he picked up the mirror and spoke into it again, "Potter."
Ron was dangling the bloody meat out of the window, slowly attracting the horse-like creatures. Luna and Ginny were already on two of them.
"Don't drop it, Ron!" Harry called as the meat slipped slightly, and then he heard that hissing voice again and closed his eyes. He looked quickly up at Remus before he brought the mirror that he still held in his hand back to his face.
"Potter," Voldemort hissed again. "I grow impatient. If I have to wait any longer, I may have to test Crucio to see how it affects an infant."
"Don't you dare," Harry said, eyes widening. He didn't know what else to say and he glanced at the unguarded fireplace.
"You would presume to tell me what I dare?" Voldemort hissed and cast the spell - on Sirius.
Harry clenched his teeth and closed his eyes. "No stop!" he said, pain evident in his voice.
Sirius was screaming around his gag. Voldemort smiled at Harry, holding the mirror out further so that Harry could see him aiming his wand at the infant in Wormtail's arms.
There were a couple feet between the child and the tip of the wand. Draco carefully slid into that space. No one could see it, but if Voldemort cast the curse, it would hit him instead.
Harry couldn't stop himself from begging. "Please, don't," he said. "Please, not him."
"Then come through now," Voldemort hissed.
Harry glanced at his friends near the window and then moved quickly to the fireplace, unable to come up with any other way to save his child's life than with his own.
"Remus!" Ron said, unable to do anything as he held the meat.
Remus made a dash for Harry, trying to reach him before he threw the powder.
Harry leapt out of Remus's reach and threw the Floo Powder. He jumped into the flames. "Death's End!" he shouted, and then he was spinning through the fire and stumbling out into Lord Voldemort's chamber.