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Category:
Harry Potter › General
Rating:
Adult
Chapters:
14
Views:
961
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Pettigrew pain
Chapter Twelve : Conclusion and Epilogue : Heu, modo itera omnia quae mihi nunc nuper narravisti, sed nunc Anglice? Listen, would you repeat everything you just told me, only this time say it in English?
// It was a stark and dank room in an old place which could only have once been the Riddle Manor that Peter Pettigrew snoozed by the inert shell of Voldemort. And dreamt . . .
Music as if from another room trickles into the darkness. Lord Voldemort strides up to a golden dais his long grand cape dramatically fluttering around him, his twirling wand emitting red and green sparks. He turned smiles ominously and . . .
You'll Cut Off Your Right Hand by Gail Bohacek to the tune of I Want To Hold Your Hand by the Beatles
VOLDEMORT:
Oh yeah, I'll tell you Wormtail
I've got an evil plan
And you'll, help me Wormtail
You'll cut off your right hand
You'll cut off your right hand
You'll cut off your right hand
Yeah you, you're my servant
My servant to command
When I, say to do it
You'll cut off your right hand
You'll cut off your right hand
You'll cut off your right hand
With bone and blood and the flesh that you'll provide
Then from the cauldron you will see
I'll arise, I'll arise, I'll arise
Yeah, with all of my powers
Nobody will withstand
Now Wormtail, stop your whimpering
I'll give you a new hand
Once you cut off your hand
You'll cut off your right hand
Then when I touch Harry I won't feel, the pain
Then afterwards I will make sure
Harry's slain, then I'll reign, once again
Yeah then, with my followers
I'll terrorise the land
But first, back to business
You'll cut off your right hand
You'll cut off your right hand
You'll cut off your right hand
Peter Pettigrew woke with a start. **Do not go there, Do not go there, just Do NOT go there** “Augh!” He rolled his eyes. And smacked his head with his open hand.
Unfortunately, at least for him, he used his right. Of course being cold hard metal it left him sprawled concussed on the floor.//
Harry opened his eyes and grinned mischievously. Hermoine and Ron stared back bug eyed. “Euwww. Seriously wicked, Harry they chorused” Harry raised an amused eyebrow.
“Yes Harry” Drawled two familiar voices wrapped in silk and crushed velvet. “Seriously wicked. Thirty points to Gryffindor and mind no repeat performances”. The trio gawked like deer caught in the headlights.
Two smirking figures stalked away. The year was definitely looking up.
// It was a stark and dank room in an old place which could only have once been the Riddle Manor that Peter Pettigrew snoozed by the inert shell of Voldemort. And dreamt . . .
Music as if from another room trickles into the darkness. Lord Voldemort strides up to a golden dais his long grand cape dramatically fluttering around him, his twirling wand emitting red and green sparks. He turned smiles ominously and . . .
You'll Cut Off Your Right Hand by Gail Bohacek to the tune of I Want To Hold Your Hand by the Beatles
VOLDEMORT:
Oh yeah, I'll tell you Wormtail
I've got an evil plan
And you'll, help me Wormtail
You'll cut off your right hand
You'll cut off your right hand
You'll cut off your right hand
Yeah you, you're my servant
My servant to command
When I, say to do it
You'll cut off your right hand
You'll cut off your right hand
You'll cut off your right hand
With bone and blood and the flesh that you'll provide
Then from the cauldron you will see
I'll arise, I'll arise, I'll arise
Yeah, with all of my powers
Nobody will withstand
Now Wormtail, stop your whimpering
I'll give you a new hand
Once you cut off your hand
You'll cut off your right hand
Then when I touch Harry I won't feel, the pain
Then afterwards I will make sure
Harry's slain, then I'll reign, once again
Yeah then, with my followers
I'll terrorise the land
But first, back to business
You'll cut off your right hand
You'll cut off your right hand
You'll cut off your right hand
Peter Pettigrew woke with a start. **Do not go there, Do not go there, just Do NOT go there** “Augh!” He rolled his eyes. And smacked his head with his open hand.
Unfortunately, at least for him, he used his right. Of course being cold hard metal it left him sprawled concussed on the floor.//
Harry opened his eyes and grinned mischievously. Hermoine and Ron stared back bug eyed. “Euwww. Seriously wicked, Harry they chorused” Harry raised an amused eyebrow.
“Yes Harry” Drawled two familiar voices wrapped in silk and crushed velvet. “Seriously wicked. Thirty points to Gryffindor and mind no repeat performances”. The trio gawked like deer caught in the headlights.
Two smirking figures stalked away. The year was definitely looking up.