Different plans

Chapter 72 - Draco's Plan

"I planned everything into the last detail," Draco reported after he'd stood up from his chair. He and Lucius, Remus, Severus, Tom, Hermione, Neville, Cedric, Ginny and Rachel were in the dining room, holding a meeting concerning Draco's mission.

"And I still think we shouldn't do it," Hermione objected. "Killing is just wrong. If we murder Dumbledore we won't be any better than him. Anyway, who says that Raymond is being held prisoner by him?"

Tom cleared his throat to get everyone's attention. "None of you know the real story," he said in a low voice. All eyes wandered to him, looking at the Dark Lord with utmost interest.

"Then what is the real story?" Lucius dared to asked. "Everyone has been told that he was being held prisoner by us, but because that's impossible we all thought he was being held prisoner by Dumbledore."

"Louisa told me," Voldemort continued. "Raymond went back to Hogwarts in disguise. He called himself Tom Riddle II."

The Hogwarts students gasped.

"But he is missing!" Ginny exclaimed.

"What?!" Remus asked, more irritated than before.

"It is true then," Severus muttered.

"What is true?" Tom asked, sharply.

"Potter visited me, James Potter. He asked me who Raymond's current guardian is. He also said that the headmaster suspects him to be the father of Miss Gemma Scott's child."

Hermione drew air in through her teeth. "That can't be possible," she said matter-of-factly. "Gemma isn't pregnant, and even if she was, we'd all know."

"As it seems it is unknown to you that, by performing a special spell, you can hide the bigger becoming stomach," Severus told her, smirking.

"I do know that," Hermione said, glaring at him. "But we'd still have noticed it. You can't just oversee a pregnant woman! There are many signs which she didn't have, like morning sickness, -"

"I don't think you're in her dormitory, so you can't be the judge of that statement," Ginny interrupted. "Just because youdidn't see any of these signs it doesn't mean that they're not there, Mione."

"But - but - he'd never do such a thing!" Hermione cried, tears filling her eyes. "I know it." Her voice started faltering. "I just know that he'd never do such a thing to me..."

"I bring her to her room," Ginny said in a low voice, helping up Hermione who had started sobbing.

The others watched them go.

"We can get started as soon as you want to, Tom," Draco finished his report.


"H-Harry?!" James exclaimed as his son walked into him.

"J-James," Harry stammered, just as well shocked and surprised.

"Harry, what are you doing here?" his father suddenly hissed, remembering the situation they were in. "What if anyone sees you?"

"Gemma -"

"You can talk later to her," James cut him off. "First goes your safety, boy."

"Since when do you care about my safety?" Harry asked irritated.

"Since you somehow changed back from your disguise and since I found out that you're going to be a father."

Before they could move, however, the castle shook and, only a few meters away, the ceiling suddenly collapsed.

"Gemma," Harry whispered, and before his father could stop him he'd run towards where the corridor was blocked.


"Maximilian, you swore to obey every order that I gave you," Dumbledore muttered, absentmindedly looking over the banister of the Astrology Tower where they'd landed only minutes earlier. "Hide yourself under the invisibility cloak and don't come out until everyone is gone."

No sooner than Max had obeyed the door was thrust open, and Bellatrix Lestrange, Draco Malfoy, Remus Lupin and Severus Snape entered, seconds later followed by Voldemort himself. He raised his wand and pointed it at his headmaster.

As his lips moved Maximilian couldn't resist the urge to be heroic, and he threw himself in front of Albus Dumbledore.


"NOOOOOOO!" Harry screamed, frantically pushing bits of the ceiling and wall away, forgetting that everything would go faster if he used his wand. A moment later a hand came into view. The hand of Gemma, lifeless. "NOOOOO! GEMMAAAA!" He didn't want to give up hope, so he continued to make the way free.

Suddenly he stopped.

Harry looked up, feeling pain where his heart was.

"Max," he whispered, his eyes filling with tears. He knew that his twin had just died. Died by the hands of Voldemort - Tom - who called himself Harry's father. A moment later the pain increased rapidly, making Harry's head want to explode, making the tears stream down his already wet cheeks. And then the pain was so much that he lost consciousness.

"Hello, Harry."

"Maximilian?" Harry exclaimed. "How - why - are you not dead?"

"I am dead," his twin brother said. "But I have been allowed to have one final conversation with you. Harry, I am more than sorry for all the misfortunes that I caused you. Please forgive me."

"Don't be stupid," Harry told him, laughing at Max's surprised face. "Without you I'd never found out where I really belong. Where I really belonged all the time. Not with Severus, Grandma and Grandpa. Not with Tom alias Voldemort. Not with the Dursleys. But with the Potters. If it hadn't been for you I probably would have killed you with my own hands."

"You wouldn't have," Maximilian gasped.

"Probably." His twin shrugged. "But hey, all is over now. Soon you'll be at peace, Max. Soon I'll have to confront my friends and ask them for forgiveness. Soon things will slowly go back to normal. At least I hope so. With Hermione you never know."

"Hermione?" Maximilian asked with raised eyebrows. "Did you not know? Ronald proposed to her, and, yesterday, she accepted."

Harry's jaw fell down. His eyes grew as big as dinner plates. He quickly embraced his brother. "Maximilian, I'll see you in a few decades," he said hastily. "I need to get back to Hogwarts and try to change her mind."

"I understand you," Max said, swallowing hard. He tried not to cry. "See ya in heaven, bro." He waved and slowly faded away into nothing.

"Raymond!" Harry heard faraway voices. "Raymond!" they called, over and over again. "RAYMOND!"

"Thank god you're awake!" Hermione said as he opened his eyes. "We thought you were dead!"

He took her hand and pulled Ron's ring off her finger.

"Hermione," he croaked. "Please don't marry him. I need you and all the others. You're my friends."

"If we are your friends, why didn't you trust us?" Hermione yelled furiously.

"Mione, I couldn't tell anyone!" Harry defended himself, slowly standing up. "The chance of getting thrown out of school again was too big."

"So you put your education before us?" Draco snapped.

"Don't you dare say anything!" Harry roared furiously. "If it wouldn't be for you Gemma would still be alive!"

"Ah, so all is my fucking fault?" Malfoy bellowed.

"Draco, just shut up!" Neville shouted. "It's bad enough that Ray betrayed our trust. You don't have to make things worse."

"So, I betrayed your trust?" Potter said sarcastically. "Did I really? Oh, I am ever so sorry."

"We were fucking worried about you!" Ginny exploded. "What do you think? You not only betrayed our trust but also hurt Hermione's feelings!"

"Gemma was blind. I fell in love with her. We had sex, which Hermionedidn't want to have. I lost both Gemma and my child. How do you think I would bloody react?"

"It still doesn't change the fact that you cheated on me!" Hermione screamed. "You aren't any better than that bastard of your father."

"So, you think James is a bastard? If you do, then I welcome you to call me the same: BASTARD! You are the cause of Gem's and Julian or Julia's death for Christ's sake! If Voldemort hadn't ordered you to kill Dumbledore then nothing would have happened! Both Gemma and my son would still be alive!"

"Yeah, just like you said," Draco said. "Tom ordered it. If you should shout at anyone, then him. Not us."

"You could have gone against his orders!" Harry roared. "Then my own flesh and blood would still live!"

"A father at the age of sixteen?" Ginny sneered. "Come on. You don't have a job to pay for what this child of yours would have needed."

"James -"

"Yeah, of course," Neville said sarcastically. "Of course your oh-so-good father would have payed for it all. You don't believe that shit yourself, Ray."

Harry had enough. Maybe he had used his friends' trust. Maybe he hadbroken Hermione's - his true love's - heart. Maybe he had gone to James for help instead of going to Tom. Maybe he haddone all these things and many more. But he had just lost his dear Gemma and their child. How did they think he'd react? Be happy about it? Be happy about not having to have to care about a blind girl that he loved and the son she'd carried inside herself for months? Was that what they wanted him to feel? Happiness that he had lost everything that he ever cared about since the school year began?

"I'm sorry, Hermione - but I can't do this," Harry said, looking at his friends as he walked towards the door. "Maybe one day in the future we'll have a chance to be together, but for now - after what happened today - I have different plans."

The End

A/N: Yes, there will be a sequel