Chapter 1
Renewal of Revenge
Pant. Pant. Pant. The Disillusionment Charm I put on myself at the start of the battle was now wearing off. I was beginning to see the paled flesh of my hands. I’d better put on another one, I thought as I ducked behind a corner. “Occulto…” I whispered— but before I could finish the incantation I heard a voice.
“Remus…Lupin. It will be my pleasure to destroy you.”
“Professor Lupin?!” I silently gasped. The voice was eerily familiar; I know I’ve heard it before. But just as I was beginning figure out whom the voice belonged to, I turned towards the voices, seeing the face of a man I had grown a great hatred for. My third an teacher began to speak the exact name I had thought off when I saw the face of the unmasked man.
“Antonin Dolohov. I am afraid toi won’t get the chance!” I watched as they assumed the ready positions and began to duel. I stood there for minutes, feeling mixtures of rage and awe, rage for the Death Eater I wanted revenge against and awe for their nonverbal skills. The only sounds for the suivant ten minutes were that of the flying spells and Dolohov’s taunting. A few times I saw a Killing Curse miss Professor Lupin par mere inches. The suivant fifteen minutes were filled with blocked Disarming Charms and ricocheting Body-Binds that nearly hit my invisible body.
Then a terror-filled scream came from my other side, “Remus!!” A woman with short and spiky rose hair, now slowly turning white, ran up to my professor.
“Dora! What happened?” he asked as he embraced the woman I now remembered as Nymphadora Tonks, Auror, Metamorphmagus, and my favori professor’s wife.
The woman let out a muted gasp and pointed in the direction she came from, just as a taller woman with flyaway dark hair and ripped robes turned the corner. “There toi are,” cackled the crazy woman who I knew at once was Bellatrix Lestrange, a deranged Death Eater and fierce warrior. She walked up to Tonks and began to talk in a mock-baby voice, “I see you’ve found your wittle werewolf hubby. He can pwotect you, wight?”
“SHUT UP!” Tonks managed to yell through her sobs. She pointed her wand at the woman and spat on her as Professor Lupin aimed his own wand at Dolohov.
“Well, well, well. Looks like we have a feisty one here,” a dit Bellatrix as she took a few steps back and pulled out her wand.
“I like them feisty,” a dit Dolohov as he pointed his wand at the werewolf. Now if I was amazed par the two men’s duel, then I was blown over par what was commencing before my eyes: a team duel. Dolohov and Bellatrix were fighting side-by-side, shooting curse after curse at the couple and actually helping each other when needed.
The duel went on for a long time without words although Bellatrix and Dolohov were cackling like hyenas. Then suddenly the woman began to taunt Tonks, feigning worry and care. “Why would toi marry a werewolf? He does not deserve you. You, of the noble house of Black? HA! He would kill toi in a seconde if toi were near him when he transformed!”
Tonks’ hair flared bright red in anger as she managed to get a spell past the female Death Eater’s guard, bellowing a simple but effective charm, “EXPELLIARMUS!” The dark woman’s wand flew away and landed seven feet behind the Death Eaters. The man with the twisted face quickly summoned the wand and pointed both of them at his opponents in turn, disarming them.
“Bella, their wands, quick!” called Dolohov.
“Of course, Antonin,” responded the witch. She hastily grabbed their victim’s wands and tossed them to him.
Dolohov pointed two wands at each Order member and calmly uttered, “Petrificus Totalus.” I watched, myself immobile, as two people I cared for were unable to block the double spell. Two wands produce a plus powerful spell than one, I reasoned as the two fell to the ground.
Bellatrix was cackling again and happily dancing around the room. Dolohov spoke up after a few minutes of celebration, “Come now, Bella, let’s have some fun with them.” He looked around for a seconde and continued, reveling in the pain he was about to cause, “Prop the sad excuse for a werewolf against the wall… I want him to see us torture his lovely wife.”
The two mad Death Eaters stood my professor against the mur and the man handed back the woman her wand and the Auror’s as well. The two pointed their wands at Tonks and proceeded to cry “Crucio!” Tonks fell to the ground; the pain caused par the quadruple spell was visibly overwhelming, so much that she couldn’t even scream. The witch’s body began morphing and her hair rapidly changing length and color.
After a minute and a half of watching that sheer pain in silence, the pale man spoke up, “Bella, I think this isn’t enough, don’t you?”
“Why yes,” she cackled in response, “I believe a little plus is needed…. What do toi have in mind?” she questioned, noticing the odd look on his face.
“Something very… let’s just say “heartening” I think,”
“You couldn’t possibly mean—“
“Yes.” The pale-skinned man pointed the wands at the barely conscious Tonks, who was currently gripping her stomach in pain, glared menacingly at Professor Lupin and slashed the air in front of him, saying, “Pectoris Morbus!” From the tips of both wands came purple flames, which flew out at the Auror.
Suddenly a gut-wrenching cry filled the room, “NOOOOOOOOOOO!”
And then there was silence. When the light cleared I looked at them and knew immediately what happened. Lupin had broken the Body-Bind and jumped in front of his wife, thinking that he could take the curse instead. He had failed, though, as I could see the two of them crumpled on the ground, peacefully in each other’s arms, but unmistakably dead. Dolohov… How dare he! That’s three people he’s taken from me with that Dark Magic of his! My mind surged with hatred for the twisted man. Half of me wanted to kill him right now, but reason overcame me and I stayed hidden.
As the man who had taken so much from me made to throw aside his victim’s wands, Bellatrix whispered something, though barely audible to me, that sounded like, “Wait.” Cackling, I watched her snap Tonks’ wand in half then burn it to a crisp with a burst of flame from her own wand. “There,” she muttered as she let the ashes fall through her long white fingers.
“Come,” motioned Dolohov as he tossed Lupin’s wand aside, “let’s get going before all the good Order members are dead.” The two psychotics laughed and ran off, cursing anything that moved.
I cautiously stepped back into the silent corridor, wondering if I was truly alone before dropping my Disillusionment Charm. With my body reappearing, I ran over to the corpses of the great witch and wizard. “Lupin… Tonks…” I whispered as my eyes began to well up in tears, “I’m sorry I couldn’t save you… I wanted to, but Dolohov… he… he…” I looked away for a minute, but then my gaze fell again upon my third an Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. I felt a single tear run down my cheek. “Professor… You-you were the best teacher ever,” I muttered in between sobs, “But… I failed you… even after all your help… I…” My voice broke off as I shifted my gaze. Are toi aware that you’re trying to hide the fact that you’re crying from two dead people? I thought as I pulled myself together. I turned towards his wife, the Auror that I came to know in my fifth year. “Tonks… I met toi only two years il y a at Sirius’ house. We quickly became good friends. toi taught me almost as much as your husband; toi taught me loyalty and honesty; how to deal with rejection…” Hermione…
My swept across the calm bodies of the two and I started again to speak, my voice cracking, “I will avenge your deaths. I will…I will do what I should have done. Professor, what toi and I worked on will not go to waste… I will give him what he deserves…” Suddenly, moonlight glinted off an object underneath a bench. “Your wand… That’s it!” I whispered as I picked up the wand, feeling a slight warming. I took one last look at the couple, choking back a sob. “I will. Your deaths will not have been for nothing. When I find him… I’ll….” Then I realized something. “Hermione! Ron! Harry! They should know!” I rapped myself on the head and muttered, “Occulto existum.” The Disillusionment Charm took immediate effect as I rushed down the corridor, in chercher of my three friends.
Renewal of Revenge
Pant. Pant. Pant. The Disillusionment Charm I put on myself at the start of the battle was now wearing off. I was beginning to see the paled flesh of my hands. I’d better put on another one, I thought as I ducked behind a corner. “Occulto…” I whispered— but before I could finish the incantation I heard a voice.
“Remus…Lupin. It will be my pleasure to destroy you.”
“Professor Lupin?!” I silently gasped. The voice was eerily familiar; I know I’ve heard it before. But just as I was beginning figure out whom the voice belonged to, I turned towards the voices, seeing the face of a man I had grown a great hatred for. My third an teacher began to speak the exact name I had thought off when I saw the face of the unmasked man.
“Antonin Dolohov. I am afraid toi won’t get the chance!” I watched as they assumed the ready positions and began to duel. I stood there for minutes, feeling mixtures of rage and awe, rage for the Death Eater I wanted revenge against and awe for their nonverbal skills. The only sounds for the suivant ten minutes were that of the flying spells and Dolohov’s taunting. A few times I saw a Killing Curse miss Professor Lupin par mere inches. The suivant fifteen minutes were filled with blocked Disarming Charms and ricocheting Body-Binds that nearly hit my invisible body.
Then a terror-filled scream came from my other side, “Remus!!” A woman with short and spiky rose hair, now slowly turning white, ran up to my professor.
“Dora! What happened?” he asked as he embraced the woman I now remembered as Nymphadora Tonks, Auror, Metamorphmagus, and my favori professor’s wife.
The woman let out a muted gasp and pointed in the direction she came from, just as a taller woman with flyaway dark hair and ripped robes turned the corner. “There toi are,” cackled the crazy woman who I knew at once was Bellatrix Lestrange, a deranged Death Eater and fierce warrior. She walked up to Tonks and began to talk in a mock-baby voice, “I see you’ve found your wittle werewolf hubby. He can pwotect you, wight?”
“SHUT UP!” Tonks managed to yell through her sobs. She pointed her wand at the woman and spat on her as Professor Lupin aimed his own wand at Dolohov.
“Well, well, well. Looks like we have a feisty one here,” a dit Bellatrix as she took a few steps back and pulled out her wand.
“I like them feisty,” a dit Dolohov as he pointed his wand at the werewolf. Now if I was amazed par the two men’s duel, then I was blown over par what was commencing before my eyes: a team duel. Dolohov and Bellatrix were fighting side-by-side, shooting curse after curse at the couple and actually helping each other when needed.
The duel went on for a long time without words although Bellatrix and Dolohov were cackling like hyenas. Then suddenly the woman began to taunt Tonks, feigning worry and care. “Why would toi marry a werewolf? He does not deserve you. You, of the noble house of Black? HA! He would kill toi in a seconde if toi were near him when he transformed!”
Tonks’ hair flared bright red in anger as she managed to get a spell past the female Death Eater’s guard, bellowing a simple but effective charm, “EXPELLIARMUS!” The dark woman’s wand flew away and landed seven feet behind the Death Eaters. The man with the twisted face quickly summoned the wand and pointed both of them at his opponents in turn, disarming them.
“Bella, their wands, quick!” called Dolohov.
“Of course, Antonin,” responded the witch. She hastily grabbed their victim’s wands and tossed them to him.
Dolohov pointed two wands at each Order member and calmly uttered, “Petrificus Totalus.” I watched, myself immobile, as two people I cared for were unable to block the double spell. Two wands produce a plus powerful spell than one, I reasoned as the two fell to the ground.
Bellatrix was cackling again and happily dancing around the room. Dolohov spoke up after a few minutes of celebration, “Come now, Bella, let’s have some fun with them.” He looked around for a seconde and continued, reveling in the pain he was about to cause, “Prop the sad excuse for a werewolf against the wall… I want him to see us torture his lovely wife.”
The two mad Death Eaters stood my professor against the mur and the man handed back the woman her wand and the Auror’s as well. The two pointed their wands at Tonks and proceeded to cry “Crucio!” Tonks fell to the ground; the pain caused par the quadruple spell was visibly overwhelming, so much that she couldn’t even scream. The witch’s body began morphing and her hair rapidly changing length and color.
After a minute and a half of watching that sheer pain in silence, the pale man spoke up, “Bella, I think this isn’t enough, don’t you?”
“Why yes,” she cackled in response, “I believe a little plus is needed…. What do toi have in mind?” she questioned, noticing the odd look on his face.
“Something very… let’s just say “heartening” I think,”
“You couldn’t possibly mean—“
“Yes.” The pale-skinned man pointed the wands at the barely conscious Tonks, who was currently gripping her stomach in pain, glared menacingly at Professor Lupin and slashed the air in front of him, saying, “Pectoris Morbus!” From the tips of both wands came purple flames, which flew out at the Auror.
Suddenly a gut-wrenching cry filled the room, “NOOOOOOOOOOO!”
And then there was silence. When the light cleared I looked at them and knew immediately what happened. Lupin had broken the Body-Bind and jumped in front of his wife, thinking that he could take the curse instead. He had failed, though, as I could see the two of them crumpled on the ground, peacefully in each other’s arms, but unmistakably dead. Dolohov… How dare he! That’s three people he’s taken from me with that Dark Magic of his! My mind surged with hatred for the twisted man. Half of me wanted to kill him right now, but reason overcame me and I stayed hidden.
As the man who had taken so much from me made to throw aside his victim’s wands, Bellatrix whispered something, though barely audible to me, that sounded like, “Wait.” Cackling, I watched her snap Tonks’ wand in half then burn it to a crisp with a burst of flame from her own wand. “There,” she muttered as she let the ashes fall through her long white fingers.
“Come,” motioned Dolohov as he tossed Lupin’s wand aside, “let’s get going before all the good Order members are dead.” The two psychotics laughed and ran off, cursing anything that moved.
I cautiously stepped back into the silent corridor, wondering if I was truly alone before dropping my Disillusionment Charm. With my body reappearing, I ran over to the corpses of the great witch and wizard. “Lupin… Tonks…” I whispered as my eyes began to well up in tears, “I’m sorry I couldn’t save you… I wanted to, but Dolohov… he… he…” I looked away for a minute, but then my gaze fell again upon my third an Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. I felt a single tear run down my cheek. “Professor… You-you were the best teacher ever,” I muttered in between sobs, “But… I failed you… even after all your help… I…” My voice broke off as I shifted my gaze. Are toi aware that you’re trying to hide the fact that you’re crying from two dead people? I thought as I pulled myself together. I turned towards his wife, the Auror that I came to know in my fifth year. “Tonks… I met toi only two years il y a at Sirius’ house. We quickly became good friends. toi taught me almost as much as your husband; toi taught me loyalty and honesty; how to deal with rejection…” Hermione…
My swept across the calm bodies of the two and I started again to speak, my voice cracking, “I will avenge your deaths. I will…I will do what I should have done. Professor, what toi and I worked on will not go to waste… I will give him what he deserves…” Suddenly, moonlight glinted off an object underneath a bench. “Your wand… That’s it!” I whispered as I picked up the wand, feeling a slight warming. I took one last look at the couple, choking back a sob. “I will. Your deaths will not have been for nothing. When I find him… I’ll….” Then I realized something. “Hermione! Ron! Harry! They should know!” I rapped myself on the head and muttered, “Occulto existum.” The Disillusionment Charm took immediate effect as I rushed down the corridor, in chercher of my three friends.
I admire the concept of magic from my very childhood. When i was 10 years old i came across the first book of harry potter. and soon i fell in l’amour with the leading character harry. it was not until the age of 12 that i watched the movie. both the book and the movie has applied magic on me and the most exciting psrt of the series is the connection between harry and voldemort. these mind blowing adventurous series has won my cœur, coeur unlike any other book. Its my pleasure to rejoindre the fanpop and montrer myself as a fan of harry potter. this is the first time i have been able to express my viwes on this hilarious book
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I'll make this short but why did the films do this. In the livres Padma Patil was a ravenclaw while in the films she was gryfindor.Now just like how Harry's eyes are green in the book and blue in the movie (yes I know Dan cant wear the contacts) but it is , in my opinion ANNOYING! Whats with all these stuff ups?
I mean in deathly hallows part one Harry was himself not barry. I mean WTF? Also in Prisoner of Azkaban in the quidditch match, cedric caught the snitch as Harry fell. But in the films he got struck par lightning.
Obviously someone else in the world thinks that the films stuff ups a little annoying. Does anyone agree/disagree i want to hear. (Please dont be offensive though and have il y a at my intelligence, its happened before and quite annoying)also I know the films are great so dont think i hate them.
I mean in deathly hallows part one Harry was himself not barry. I mean WTF? Also in Prisoner of Azkaban in the quidditch match, cedric caught the snitch as Harry fell. But in the films he got struck par lightning.
Obviously someone else in the world thinks that the films stuff ups a little annoying. Does anyone agree/disagree i want to hear. (Please dont be offensive though and have il y a at my intelligence, its happened before and quite annoying)also I know the films are great so dont think i hate them.
I first thought Harry Potter was really stupid. Then one jour it was on Disney Channel and there was nothing else to watch so I watched Harry Potter and the Sorcerers Stone. At the end of the movie I was shocked. I LOVED IT!!! I got the whole series of livres and got 1-5 the films for Christmas. Now I read each book 3 times and probably know every single word for the films 1-6. I am so crazy for harry potter that i did this. There was a harry potter and the half blood prince movie montrer time at 3:00 a.m.!!!!!! Me and my cousin (18 yrs. old counsin) stayed up till 2:45 in the morning and went to go see harry potter 6 at 3 in the morning!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I was so intrested in the movie i didnt even fall asleep. We were the only ones in the movie theatre