Dead and Reborned
Yo, I'm just a new writer, all flames are welcome here, though I'd appreciated if it was constructive, not just a way to let off some steam, k? I know my organization of the language isn't that great, but tell me what you think after you read the chapter below.
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Disclaimer: BLAH,BLAH, story of Harry Potter doesn't belong to me, etc…, you know, the usual
In the Department of Mysteries, Harry, with all of his friends' corpses scattered all around him, were crucified on a metal cross, facing two glowing red slits which resembles that of a snake. A cold voice rang out through the vast hallway, crowded with Voldemort's most trusted servants, "Harry, this is your last chance, the last chance you will have, join me now and you will be my second in...." He was quickly interrupted when his crowd of followers quickly made way for a man in a Death Eater mask, "Ma.. Master, I have brought what you wished for."
As he speaks, his body was trembling violently, obviously from a mix of fear and excitement, fear of his master, and excitement for the rewards that he sees coming, in his hands, a silvery globe, with a faint image of a talking women shown through it's transparent outer shell. "Aaaah, Rodolphus, you have brought me the prophecy", his voice softer than before, where, in his voice, a part of his charms when he was still "human", lingers momentarily. "But you have interrupted me!", his voice once again cold as ice, "For that, you will be punished, Crucio", the inhuman screams that emitted from Rodolphus' mouth ripped through the silence of the vast hallway. "Do not worry, my faithful servant, I am merciful", Voldemort shouted as he lifted the curse," You will receive your just reward for bringing me the prophecy, but that has to wait, for now, let us hear what that Trelawney old bat has to say about me and my, competitor, here, shall we?
On that note, he simply smashed the silvery globe on the floor, where a figure of a women seem to appear, her coarse voice echoing in the vast monument, "THE ONE WITH THE POWER TO VANQUISH APPROACHES…BORN TO THOSE WHO HAVE THRICED DEFIED HIM, BORN AS THE SEVENTH MONTH DIES…AND THE DARK LORD WILL MARK HIM AS HIS EQUAL, BUT HE WILL HAVE POWER THE DARK LORD KNOWS NOT…AND EITHER MUST DIE AT THE HANDS OF THE OTHER FOR NEITHER CAN LIVE WHILE THE OTHER SURVIVE… THE ONE WITH THE POWER TO VANQUISH THE DARK LORD WILL BE BORN AS THE SEVENTH MONTH DIES…"
Silence veiled the halls when a screeching laughter ripped through the halls, "HIM?" Voldemort immediately exploded with anger, "With the power to kill ME?" another laughter ripped itself from his mouth as his followers joined in half-heartedly. Silence immediately fell when Voldemort's laughter had ceased, "Watch!" he shouted, "My faithful servants, watch as the final threat to our quest of domination is removed by me, LORD VOLDEMORT, the future and forever-after ruler of the wizarding world!"
As his followers erupted in a round of cheers, he speaked softly to Harry, "Do not die so quickly, my dear Harry, I have heard that Dumbledore is coming, wait just a bit longer, wait until he arrives, I will enjoy the look on his face when his last hopes fades before his eyes." Harry, hearing this, managed to raise his head, revealing a face that is completely drenched with blood, "Ha… You can never… defeat Dumbledore…Coward!" After the last note fell, the doors around the death eaters burst open to reveal members of the Order of the Phoenix, who immediate fell in combat with their originally chosen targets, but Dumbledore has yet to be seen. Voldemort, seeing this, shouted to Harry and his followers, "HA! That old coot don't even dare to confront me!", Harry, whose senses were quickly numbing and fading away, simply fell limp, nearly all of his conscience gone, "Damn it! Where is Dumbledore when you need him." Then everything juat seems to fade into an eternal darkness.
When Harry woke up, everything was pitch black, "Where am I ?", he tried to stretch his arms and legs and immediately realized his leg was abnormally short and that he kicked something. "Ouch, James, come here," a sweet voice which clearly belong to a women, "The baby just kicked.", the voices were muffled, like as if he was underwater. "Really? The baby just kicked? Let me feel, let me feel", this time, the voice sounds like it is from a grown male, whining like a 3-year old.
"You know, James, you still haven't named our baby yet."
"Oh, yeah, how 'bout Arnold? No? What about Joans?", the female voice was heard once again, this time, with a little anger, "OH, James you are hopeless, I want to name him something special? How about…. Harry? Harry James Potter."
"Of course, if you like Harry James Potter, then Harry James Potter it is." Shocked by the conversation, Harry tried to figure out what happened, "Harry James Potter, ME! I'm not yet born, that means I must be… tired…sleepy." At last when that meager minute full of "thinking" drained Harry of all the energy he had in his "tiny brain", he peacefully fell asleep
Author note: So, what do you think, want me to continue? I don't really care because I'm just writing for the heck of it. But, tell me what you think….REVIEW!!
PS I will kill alot, and I mean alot of the canon characters just because I don't like them, in the review, recommend which one you guys don't want dead, 1 person, than I'll consider it, k?
PSS Some of the future events may insult some of you out there, so don't burn me cause of that