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Harry Potter › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
5
Views:
1,432
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3
Recommended:
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Ch 5 - Bittersweet Symphony
See chapter one for disclaimer
CHAPTER FIVE - BITTERSWEET SYMPHONY
Chapter Five - Bittersweet Symphony
No change, I can change
I can change, I can change
But I\'m here in my mold
I am here in my mold
And I\'m a million different people
from one day to the next
I can\'t change my mold
No, no, no, no, no
I can\'t change
I can\'t change
Bittersweet Symphony - The Verve
Present Day
The clouds of smoke drifting across the Thames and the series of explosions which left the Ministry of Defence facility in ruins, made news headlines around the world. Four separate groups had so far claimed responsibility for the attack, but the group who were actually responsible were at that moment apparating to the gates of their safe haven.
It had, as Voldemort had predicted, taken the strength of both sides to bring down the secret military operation, which had, as certain members of the rescue team had found out, been watching the wizarding world for years.
Unbeknown to the magical community, every time they had a battle, it weakened the ancient wards that separated the magical from the Muggle, occasionally enabling the Muggles to see into the hidden world.
The Muggle government had been monitoring this phenomenon for decades until, with the second rise of Voldemort, the wards were so weak that the government had been able to walk through and snatch its inhabitants to test and experiment on.
As everyone reconvened and was accounted for, Dumbledore turned to McGonagall; "We need to send notice to the parents that we will be resuming with the school term now that this is over." Everyone had thought it was for the best to postpone the school year until they were sure that they could stop the people behind the kidnapping.
"I'm not so sure that this is over," replied McGonagall, inclining her head at the two armies.
People were slowly started splitting back into their two factions, The Order of the Phoenix and the Death Eaters. "How quickly they all forget," said Dumbledore sadly, "They have been working together for six months, some made friends, some made more and yet now this ordeal is done, they feel that things must return to the way they were. They have learned nothing."
As they looked around them, only a handful of people remained neutral, in the middle of the assembled crowds.
Madam Pomfrey was fussing over the six victims, trying to convince them to come to the hospital wing so she could work on them properly, they all refused, blinking in the unfamiliar morning sunlight, trying to stand, to get to their loved ones. Draco, Harry, Severus and Hermione were also in the middle, looking down at the six, and then to each other.
Voldemort stepped forward from the crowd of death eaters, "Patricia, Marcus, Rodolphus, it is time to return to my side. We have our own people who can cure you." He said calmly.
Patricia Parkinson and Marcus Flint struggled to their feet, and were greeted by other Death Eaters who took them to one side and began to work on them, as their families huddled around them.
Rodolphus turned to Luna, and grasped her hand, "Join us Luna, you will be under mine and Bella's protection. The Dark Lord will welcome you."
Luna smiled serenely, "Thank you Rodolphus, for everything, but I belong with the Order and we both know it." She raised his hand to her mouth and placed a soft kiss there, "Go to your wife, and be happy in your beliefs," she whispered.
"I will," he replied, "but do not worry Love, I will kill you if I have to." Their eyes met as he repeated her words of the previous evening to him, and she released his hand as he stood and walked towards Voldemort, bowing his head before coming to stand at Bellatrix's side.
"Draco, why have you not rejoined us?" asked Voldemort, almost conversationally.
Draco, who had been quietly talking to Harry, jumped. He and Harry exchanged looks but before either could speak, Dumbledore stepped forward, "Maybe this coming together has helped in more ways than one Tom, why can we not co-exist together as we have done for the last half year?"
"You fool!" hissed Voldemort, rising to his full height, "What did you think would happen once this was resolved, did you really believe that we would all live happily ever after? You have seen for yourself now what these muggles are capable of, and now more than ever I am convinced that have to be destroyed." He paused, "along with those who would protect them."
He turned back to Draco, "Let me make this easy for you," he said raising his wand. Every person in the grounds did the same. "Crucio" he said, and to everyone's surprise Lucius Malfoy fell to the floor writhing in agony.
"Father!" shouted Draco, watching his father's pain and going to him. Harry grabbed his arm.
"Draco, you can't help him," said Harry sadly. As much as he hated the older Malfoy, he hated the pain it was causing Draco more.
"Your mother will be next," said Voldemort, lifting the curse from Lucius, who lay shaking on the ground.
"My mother isn't a Death Eater," replied Draco.
"Then torturing and killing her will be much easier I daresay," said Voldemort with a cold smile.
"No!" cried Draco and Lucius at the same time.
Draco turned to Harry, "We always knew this was a possibility," he said, his heart breaking at the look on his lovers face.
"We did," said Harry still holding onto Dracos arm. "I just didn't want to think that I'd ever have to actually face you in a battle."
Draco leaned forward and kissed Harry softly on the mouth, "We both know I'd kick your arse anyway Potter," he said winking at Harry.
Harry smiled as Draco pulled away and went to his father's side, "You wish, Malfoy!" he called after him.
Voldemort watched the scene but said nothing until father and son were both standing at his side. "You will be punished for that."
"I know," said Draco, his eyes never leaving Harry's.
"Severus," said Voldemort, turning to the last of his army still standing in the no mans land of the grounds, "You did well to play both sides as you always have."
Severus looked at Hermione and back at Voldemort, wondering if his nerve would hold out, "My Lord?"
"Oh, come now Severus, do not insult my intelligence. I have watched you for six months and although you put on quite a convincing act, I know where your true loyalty lies and it is with the Muggle lovers and your little Mudblood whore. Or are you going to tell me otherwise?"
"The girl is nothing more than sex My Lord, and not very good sex at that," said Severus, now unable to meet Hermione's, or anyone else's eyes.
He knew now how this was going to end and desperately wanted to tell Hermione that he was in love with her. But he knew that if he did, rather than just killing him, they would torture her in front of him first. He would rather her live and never know how he felt about her.
"What do you have to say to that Mudblood?" asked Voldemort, and although it looked to the untrained eye as though he was stalling, Dumbledore and Harry both noticed that the death eaters were shifting around into some kind of battle formation and both began to do the same using their legilimency.
"I have nothing to say to you," replied Hermione in an indifferent voice.
"I have to make an example of you, Severus," said Voldemort raising his wand again.
Severus nodded and stepped forward.
"Now!" shouted Harry and the Order attacked.
The grounds ignited in a storm of coloured jests and smoke as spells flew thick and fast.
Luna found herself staring down at the body of Rodolphus Lestrange, with a strange feeling of detachment and crouched beside him for a moment to whisper, "I'm sorry." Before Bellatrix attacked her from behind.
Harry went straight for Voldemort but was captured and bought down by a group of Death Eaters. He looked up from his place on the ground and saw Draco being cursed and bound and thrown down next to him. They looked at each other, both trying to convey their sorrow that they would not be able to stop either one's nightmares.
Severus was trying to find Hermione when he heard her shout in pain. He ran towards her voice and found her bleeding on the ground. "Get up!" he shouted pulling her to her feet.
"I'm not deaf Severus you don't have to shout," she said with a pained smile, holding on to his arm as she steadied herself.
"No, not deaf, just annoying as hell," he replied, a smirk playing at the corner of his mouth. "Hermione," he said turning to her, knowing that this was possibly the worst time and place he could have picked to tell her how he felt.
She looked at him expectantly, dodging a curse that flew past her cheek,
"Avada Kedavra!" came a shout from behind Severus and he had a moment to say "I"¦" before crumpling to the ground, to reveal Voldemort's triumphant face.
She dropped to her knees and held the body of her lover, "I know babe, and I love you too." She whispered, looking up defiantly as Voldemort raised his wand again.
~
And so for the second time that day a battle was fought, the two sides that had come together so easily, had parted company just as easily, and as the smoke from an attack cleared for the second time that day, the muggle population got their first and only glimpse of another world before a New World Order came to pass.
CHAPTER FIVE - BITTERSWEET SYMPHONY
Chapter Five - Bittersweet Symphony
No change, I can change
I can change, I can change
But I\'m here in my mold
I am here in my mold
And I\'m a million different people
from one day to the next
I can\'t change my mold
No, no, no, no, no
I can\'t change
I can\'t change
Bittersweet Symphony - The Verve
Present Day
The clouds of smoke drifting across the Thames and the series of explosions which left the Ministry of Defence facility in ruins, made news headlines around the world. Four separate groups had so far claimed responsibility for the attack, but the group who were actually responsible were at that moment apparating to the gates of their safe haven.
It had, as Voldemort had predicted, taken the strength of both sides to bring down the secret military operation, which had, as certain members of the rescue team had found out, been watching the wizarding world for years.
Unbeknown to the magical community, every time they had a battle, it weakened the ancient wards that separated the magical from the Muggle, occasionally enabling the Muggles to see into the hidden world.
The Muggle government had been monitoring this phenomenon for decades until, with the second rise of Voldemort, the wards were so weak that the government had been able to walk through and snatch its inhabitants to test and experiment on.
As everyone reconvened and was accounted for, Dumbledore turned to McGonagall; "We need to send notice to the parents that we will be resuming with the school term now that this is over." Everyone had thought it was for the best to postpone the school year until they were sure that they could stop the people behind the kidnapping.
"I'm not so sure that this is over," replied McGonagall, inclining her head at the two armies.
People were slowly started splitting back into their two factions, The Order of the Phoenix and the Death Eaters. "How quickly they all forget," said Dumbledore sadly, "They have been working together for six months, some made friends, some made more and yet now this ordeal is done, they feel that things must return to the way they were. They have learned nothing."
As they looked around them, only a handful of people remained neutral, in the middle of the assembled crowds.
Madam Pomfrey was fussing over the six victims, trying to convince them to come to the hospital wing so she could work on them properly, they all refused, blinking in the unfamiliar morning sunlight, trying to stand, to get to their loved ones. Draco, Harry, Severus and Hermione were also in the middle, looking down at the six, and then to each other.
Voldemort stepped forward from the crowd of death eaters, "Patricia, Marcus, Rodolphus, it is time to return to my side. We have our own people who can cure you." He said calmly.
Patricia Parkinson and Marcus Flint struggled to their feet, and were greeted by other Death Eaters who took them to one side and began to work on them, as their families huddled around them.
Rodolphus turned to Luna, and grasped her hand, "Join us Luna, you will be under mine and Bella's protection. The Dark Lord will welcome you."
Luna smiled serenely, "Thank you Rodolphus, for everything, but I belong with the Order and we both know it." She raised his hand to her mouth and placed a soft kiss there, "Go to your wife, and be happy in your beliefs," she whispered.
"I will," he replied, "but do not worry Love, I will kill you if I have to." Their eyes met as he repeated her words of the previous evening to him, and she released his hand as he stood and walked towards Voldemort, bowing his head before coming to stand at Bellatrix's side.
"Draco, why have you not rejoined us?" asked Voldemort, almost conversationally.
Draco, who had been quietly talking to Harry, jumped. He and Harry exchanged looks but before either could speak, Dumbledore stepped forward, "Maybe this coming together has helped in more ways than one Tom, why can we not co-exist together as we have done for the last half year?"
"You fool!" hissed Voldemort, rising to his full height, "What did you think would happen once this was resolved, did you really believe that we would all live happily ever after? You have seen for yourself now what these muggles are capable of, and now more than ever I am convinced that have to be destroyed." He paused, "along with those who would protect them."
He turned back to Draco, "Let me make this easy for you," he said raising his wand. Every person in the grounds did the same. "Crucio" he said, and to everyone's surprise Lucius Malfoy fell to the floor writhing in agony.
"Father!" shouted Draco, watching his father's pain and going to him. Harry grabbed his arm.
"Draco, you can't help him," said Harry sadly. As much as he hated the older Malfoy, he hated the pain it was causing Draco more.
"Your mother will be next," said Voldemort, lifting the curse from Lucius, who lay shaking on the ground.
"My mother isn't a Death Eater," replied Draco.
"Then torturing and killing her will be much easier I daresay," said Voldemort with a cold smile.
"No!" cried Draco and Lucius at the same time.
Draco turned to Harry, "We always knew this was a possibility," he said, his heart breaking at the look on his lovers face.
"We did," said Harry still holding onto Dracos arm. "I just didn't want to think that I'd ever have to actually face you in a battle."
Draco leaned forward and kissed Harry softly on the mouth, "We both know I'd kick your arse anyway Potter," he said winking at Harry.
Harry smiled as Draco pulled away and went to his father's side, "You wish, Malfoy!" he called after him.
Voldemort watched the scene but said nothing until father and son were both standing at his side. "You will be punished for that."
"I know," said Draco, his eyes never leaving Harry's.
"Severus," said Voldemort, turning to the last of his army still standing in the no mans land of the grounds, "You did well to play both sides as you always have."
Severus looked at Hermione and back at Voldemort, wondering if his nerve would hold out, "My Lord?"
"Oh, come now Severus, do not insult my intelligence. I have watched you for six months and although you put on quite a convincing act, I know where your true loyalty lies and it is with the Muggle lovers and your little Mudblood whore. Or are you going to tell me otherwise?"
"The girl is nothing more than sex My Lord, and not very good sex at that," said Severus, now unable to meet Hermione's, or anyone else's eyes.
He knew now how this was going to end and desperately wanted to tell Hermione that he was in love with her. But he knew that if he did, rather than just killing him, they would torture her in front of him first. He would rather her live and never know how he felt about her.
"What do you have to say to that Mudblood?" asked Voldemort, and although it looked to the untrained eye as though he was stalling, Dumbledore and Harry both noticed that the death eaters were shifting around into some kind of battle formation and both began to do the same using their legilimency.
"I have nothing to say to you," replied Hermione in an indifferent voice.
"I have to make an example of you, Severus," said Voldemort raising his wand again.
Severus nodded and stepped forward.
"Now!" shouted Harry and the Order attacked.
The grounds ignited in a storm of coloured jests and smoke as spells flew thick and fast.
Luna found herself staring down at the body of Rodolphus Lestrange, with a strange feeling of detachment and crouched beside him for a moment to whisper, "I'm sorry." Before Bellatrix attacked her from behind.
Harry went straight for Voldemort but was captured and bought down by a group of Death Eaters. He looked up from his place on the ground and saw Draco being cursed and bound and thrown down next to him. They looked at each other, both trying to convey their sorrow that they would not be able to stop either one's nightmares.
Severus was trying to find Hermione when he heard her shout in pain. He ran towards her voice and found her bleeding on the ground. "Get up!" he shouted pulling her to her feet.
"I'm not deaf Severus you don't have to shout," she said with a pained smile, holding on to his arm as she steadied herself.
"No, not deaf, just annoying as hell," he replied, a smirk playing at the corner of his mouth. "Hermione," he said turning to her, knowing that this was possibly the worst time and place he could have picked to tell her how he felt.
She looked at him expectantly, dodging a curse that flew past her cheek,
"Avada Kedavra!" came a shout from behind Severus and he had a moment to say "I"¦" before crumpling to the ground, to reveal Voldemort's triumphant face.
She dropped to her knees and held the body of her lover, "I know babe, and I love you too." She whispered, looking up defiantly as Voldemort raised his wand again.
~
And so for the second time that day a battle was fought, the two sides that had come together so easily, had parted company just as easily, and as the smoke from an attack cleared for the second time that day, the muggle population got their first and only glimpse of another world before a New World Order came to pass.