Unexpected Things

Disclaimer: Harry Potter and properties are owned by JK Rowling. I don’t make money from writing this fanfiction. The story contains spoiler of all Harry Potter series especially the Deathly Hallows. And for the explanation in this story I got it from wikipedia. This chapter is betaed by Danyealle. I want to say thanks for her help.

Unexpected Things


Chapter XXIV

“I knew it!” Harry exclaimed. “You helped Bellatrix hide and now you tell me that she has escaped so she’s somewhere outside. Who knows what kind of things she is going to do!”

With each word, Potter’s voice was getting louder and louder. Lucius could feel the magic suffocated the air around them. And, by the end of the outburst, all furniture in the room had shattered beyond repair, except for the couch they were sitting on. Honestly, the teen had to learn to control his emotions better. Lucius thought that Potter would know about it now but it seemed he had overestimated him.

“You really need to do some serious explaining,” Potter said, folding his arms over his chest while glaring at him.

Lucius cursed inwardly. That blasted former sister in law of his had ruined everything he had planned. After his divorce with Narcissa, he planned to have some kind of accident happened to Bellatrix. Narcissa wasn’t an idiot. She knew it would be him who killed her sister. But there was nothing she could do anyway with Bellatrix, as mad as she was. Narcissa knew that she couldn’t hide her sister forever. Soon or later, she would escape and, when that happened, their family would be ruined.

“I’m waiting, Lucius.”

He looked at the enraged teen in front of him. “Do control yourself, Potter,” he said coldly, “before you destroy everything in this place.”

“Like I care!” Potter snapped. “How could you let her run away?”

“If you recall, technically, it was my house elf who let her go. Really, would you blame the creature?” he drawled.

Potter closed his mouth this time.

“I would have killed Bellatrix if she didn’t run away,” he said at last. “I never liked her and, with my separation from Narcissa, she knew that she would lose my protection. She might be deranged but she’s far from stupid.”

“And what are you going to do?” Potter asked, finally losing a good portion of his anger.

“I shall look for her.” He replied. “And, when I find her, she shall perish.”
Potter didn’t say anything after that.


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The Great Hall was bustling when Harry arrived there the next day. Hermione and Ron waved at him from Gryffindor table with expression on their faces. Next to them, Neville’s expression was grim. And, or so it seemed, the whole of the Great Hall was also staring at him. What was going on here? He got his answer when he spotted the headline of Daily Prophet.

‘Death threat to Harry Potter! Bellatrix Lestrange Attacked Muggle Airport!’

He quickly took the newspaper offered by Hermione and began to read.

There was a deadly attack at Heathrow Airport last night! Several explosions happened that killed hundreds of Muggle. The Muggle witnesses all saw a woman and two men, all wearing black, brandishing wands at the scene, spouting spell after spell. The ones doing it were none other than Bellatrix Lestrange, the number one follower of the Dark Lord, her husband Rodolphus Lestrange and her brother in law Rabastan Lestrange.

Then, before they Apparated away, Bellatrix Lestrange screamed. “You’ll be the next Potter!”

A team of Obliviator has been sent to modify the memory of Muggles who had witnessed the attack. Also, Rufus Scrimgeour, went to speak with the Muggle Prime Minister, concerning the attack. For the secrecy, they decide to blame the incident on a methane explosion. Scrimgeour also will hold a meeting concerning the safety of Harry Potter with the threat Bellatrix made.

For the speculation as to where Bellatrix Lestrange hidden all of this time please read page 2-3.

For the possible methods to ensure Harry Potter’s safety please read page 4-5.

For the Ministry of Magic’s effort to catch the remaining Death Eater please read page 6.

For those who are wondering what airport is, it’s a place where the Muggle gather to travel using aero plane. Their way of transportation instead of a broom. For further information, please read page 7.

He looked up from his newspaper to find the entire Gryffindor table looking at him, waiting for his response.

“Harry…are you alright?” Hermione asked worriedly.

“That is…unexpected,” he said, not knowing quite how to respond. He would have liked to think that he was still in shock. It was only last night that he found out the truth about Bellatrix and now this morning, he had read news that stated she had killed hundreds of people. She worked fast, didn’t she?

“She is one kind of bitch,” Ron said heatedly.

This time Hermione didn’t even bother to reprimand him, choosing to focus her attention on the teen in front of her.

“Let her come,” he said suddenly.

“Harry?” Hermione asked.

“She wants to kill me, right? Well, she can come anytime!” he said. It was true. Harry would prefer Bellatrix to come and duel with her rather than for her to hurt other people.

“Harry! You can’t be serious!” Ron exclaimed in shock.

“Why not?”

“She is dangerous!” Ron replied exasperatedly.

“I can beat her!” he argued back.

“I believe Harry can do that!” A new voice interrupted.

“Neville!”

“If she comes here I’ll be ready too!” Neville stated determinedly.

“And we’ll be there for you too.” Ginny added.

“They have been infected by Wrackspurt,” a distant and dreamy voice that could only belong to Luna Lovegood said. “I’m afraid that it’s impossible to cure them. The infection could be quite dangerous to one’s health, you know.” She had come from Ravenclaw table to join their commotion.

This made Harry to laugh out loud. Trust Luna to come with bizarre explanation like this. And, trust Luna to give comfort with weird comment. “Well, if all of you are quite sure...then who am I to say no?”

“That’s good because I joined DA not for nothing,” Ginny said.

“Yeah, we’ll stand by you Harry. Don’t worry, whether it’s a crazy bitch or-OWW! Hermione! That hurt!”

“Language, Ron! Honestly!” Hermione rolled her eyes. “Anyway Harry, we’re coming with you. That was decided months ago… years, really.”

“Thanks guys.” He was really touched. Harry was really grateful to have friends like them, who he knew would stand by him to the end.


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The attack on Heathrow Airport was the topic that everyone was talking about, whether inside or outside the classroom. The situation was very much the same when Sirius got out from Azkaban in Harry’s third year. Of course, this time he hoped that the Ministry wasn’t so stupid as to send Dementors to guard the school. Because of that, Harry wasn’t surprised at all when he got a note from Dumbledore saying to meet him. Dumbledore must want to talk about Bellatrix’s escape and all.

“Professor?” Harry called after he entered the headmaster office.

Dumbledore appeared a moment later. “Have a seat Harry.” He said.

Harry did as he was told.

“Have you read the book?”

“Sir?” he asked, confused.

"The Tales of Beedle the Bard, Harry." Dumbledore answered.

He nodded, wondering on earth why Dumbledore choose this time to ask him about the children story he had read.

“And what do you think about the tale of Three Brothers?” Dumbledore inquired.

“Well, I think it’s quite weird. Not the usual kind of Muggle fairytale that I have read before. But Ron thought that having the Elder Wand would be cool. Although it’s only a story.”

“On the contrary, Harry, the Deathly Hallows are real.”

“What? But Ron said that it’s only a wizard fairy tale.”

“Yes. Few people realize that it’s real and that’s for the best.” Dumbledore said solemnly.

“But it’s impossible that Death would show up and gave them magical items!” Harry argued. This might be wizarding world but even wizarding world had its limit.
“I suspect that the story of their origins as objects fashioned by Death sprang up around them as result of the powers they possessed. I think it more likely that the Peverell brothers were simply gifted, dangerous wizards who succeeded in creating those powerful objects." Professor Dumbledore mused. “The Deathly Hallows, Harry, in reality are three highly powerful magical objects supposedly created by Death and given to each of three brothers in the Peverell family. They consisted of the Elder Wand, an immensely powerful wand that was undefeatable in battle. The Resurrection Stone, a stone which could summon the spirits of the dead, and the Cloak of Invisibility, which, as its name suggests, renders the user completely invisible.”

Dumbledore looked at him when he said the last part and Harry gasped in surprise. “My invisibility cloak!”

“Yes. A normal invisibility cloak will lose its ability after awhile. It’s impossible to withstand time in a way yours has. It has been passed from father to son in centuries. As you might have guessed by now, you, Harry, are a living descendant of the third brother, Ignotus Peverell.”

Harry gaped openly at Dumbledore now. “So, you gave me the book so that I could find out about it.” He concluded.

“Yes,” Dumbledore confirmed. “However, that isn’t the only reason I gave you the book and called you here. I called you here to give you this, as you’re the rightful owner now.” And with that Dumbledore took his wand and put it in front of Harry.

“Professor! It is your wand!” He protested, not quite understand.

“It isn’t my wand in the first place. I won it from someone else so it became mine. And now, you have won it from me.”

“What? When that happened?” he asked, confused. “No one can defeat you in the battle Professor.”

Dumbledore smiled at this. “Thank you for your confidence. But you did win it from me. Remember about that duel in the Defense against the Dark Arts, Harry?”

“But-“ he tried to argue. He remembered that duel of course but he only managed to disarm Dumbledore by using Expelliarmus. Surely, that couldn’t be counted.

“The wand doesn’t recognize me as its master anymore,” Dumbledore said, effectively cutting Harry’s protest.

“But I have my wand, Sir.”

“That you do. But you will still keep this wand. And Harry,” Dumbledore said seriously. “If I have to chose, there is no one I would trust with this wand other than you.”

That raised alarm in Harry, which was confirmed by Dumbledore a second later.

“This is the Elder Wand which I won from Grindelwald years ago. I was fit only to possess the meanest of them, the least extraordinary. I was fit to own the Elder Wand, and not to boast of it or kill with it. I was permitted to tame and to use it, because I took it, not for gain, but to save others from it.”

“So, now, it means that we have two of the Deathly Hallows here.”

“You’re wrong my dear boy. I believe we have all of the Deathly Hallows.” And with that Dumbledore presented Harry with the Gaunt ring. “The stone was also passed down through the Peverells' descendants. It eventually ended up in the possession of the Gaunt family, and was later stolen by Tom Riddle, neither Tom nor Marvolo Gaunt were aware of the powers of the stone, nor that it was a Hallow. They thought that the Hallows symbol on it was the family coat of arms. The Elder Wand," Dumbledore said, pointing at the straight vertical line on stone. "The Resurrection Stone," he said the next, pointing at the circle on top of the line. "The Cloak of Invisibility," he finished, pointing at the triangle. "Together, the Deathly Hallows.”

Harry sat mutely on the chair. His mind went overdrive processing the whole thing Dumbledore had told him. Why, oh, why it always happened to him?

“According to legend, he who possesses these three artifacts would become the Master of Death.” Dumbledore said at last. “And now you have them all.”

Author’s Note:


Hi. It’s me again. As usual please give me reviews. This chapter is short because frankly I don’t really like the outcome but I decided to post it because if I let it on hiatus until I got the right idea, it might take months and I could lose my interest. That’s what happened with me in the past.

Anyway, I think all of us have seen the trailer of Deathly Hallows the movie. I can’t wait to watch it. And of course in the movie we see the Malfoy manor for the first time. I actually imagined the outer appearance to be Gothic and a lot of bigger than the one they showed in the movie which they use Hardwick Hall. But it is a lovely place nonetheless, definitely fit for the Malfoys. And now, the Deathly Hallows, as much as Lucius love his family I think he might sell his firstborn for the possession of the Hallows.