Here he was again. 5th year and it's like no other. He wouldn't be the mighty harry potter. The chosen one if he wasn't fighting some sort of battle against the Dark Lord or his little minions.
This time it's no other than Bella Lestrange and Lucius Malfoy. He most loyal followers.
Sometimes I wish he wouldn't be such a chicken and face me himself but I'm not brave enough or trained enough for that.
Just yet.
But secretly harry knew. Harry knew his fate. He also knew others' fates. And that's death by the war. Death all because of him and harry really didn't want this all at all. If he could just stop everything right now he honestly would. It would stop the loss of Remus, Fred, Tonks and so many more.
He already had on his mind that Cedric died because of his stupidness and he couldn't let any suffer any more pain due to his yet here he was walking straight into danger because his friends wouldn't let anything happen to him at all.
His friends just had to insist they walk into the department of mysteries with him so he was safe but God dammit he couldn't live with himself if just anything would happen to any one-off them. Especially Ron and Hermione. They had become parts of him and without them. He knew he'd spiral maybe even fall into a session of depression.
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After plummeting and falling to the ground. After going a million miles quickly through the floo and landing face first into the department of mysteries. I knew he'd be there. He had let me know. Called me if you will. To warn me they had Sirius. My Padfoot. My god father. They had him trapped. God knows what they could do with him. He's spent his life in hell as it is. Spending the first half being abused by his parents and the second half rotting away is Azkaban neither of which was deserved. And now he does not deserve this but here I am anyway trying my best to save his arse from those treacherous death eaters.
"Department of mysteries. They got that bit right didn't they" Ron spoke cutting out from my current thoughts
And for the first time that evening I saw it. The thing that I will soon learn will change just about everything for me.
The archway. The old stone archway which contains the deathly veil. One that has the power to end a life in a heartbeat. One that soon. As Harry will learn will change his life forever. But maybe not in the way he intended.
"Get behind me" I screamed knowing. Just sensing the urge of danger surrounding us. Knowing that he or his deathly crew aren't too far behind. Ready to attack from all angles. Probably hiding in the dust. In the dark. Ready to attack at our most weak. But yet we aren't weak. No matter how much pain or hurt or death you give us. We will never be weak and we will always fight against you and we will always win.
No matter what.
As predicted a whole swirl of black appears above our head. Spinning around our bodies. Trying to stop us. Make us weak. Make us dizzy. These are the horrifying shadows of the death eaters. The ones that do the devils work.
But we must not be afraid.
I know what they are after. The one thing that's clutched tightly in my hands. Clinging to the ball like my entire like depended on it. Like how girls cling to the newest Gucci bags or Prada shoes.
Like nothing else matters.
We all flung to the floor. All around is just black. Black smoke. Trying to mess with our vision with our brains.
But we must no lose focus.
And just like that. The thing in the world I feared most. They captured my friends. The people I love most in the world. With their wands around their necks. Everywhere I turned my friends were caught into the hands of evil. Into the hands of death. And I knew. I just knew I should have fought alone. No one would be at risk of death right now if I had insisted on going alone. Braving the stupid devil alone.
But they had to be so God dam persistent and look where that got them. In the hands of the enemy with wands to their throats.
As if they are a sacrifice. I am starting to hate myself more and more right now.
I can hear the grunts and struggles of my friends as they try to break free but its no use. Their arms just get pulled around the necks harder making it almost harder to breathe.
And then there they are. The main antagonist. The most loyal followers. With his long soft Platinum hair that seems perfect every single appearance.
Lucius Malfoy. His second in command.
Alongside the bat shit crazy witch herself. They couldn't conflict each other more given they have the same rules. One is always perfectly dressed with perfect speech. Call it the Malfoy mask. The other is always messy. Dressed like a goth with her hair seemly like it hasn't been brushed in centuries.
Sometimes it's hard to believe young beautiful Draco is related to both of them. Lucius he sees but not Bellatrix. Not in the slightest.
"Did you actually were you truly naïve enough to think that you stood a chance against us "Lucius mocked walking closer and closer to Harry's face. Just to show his domaince against the much younger boy.
"I'll make this simple for you potter.." he asked calmly.
Way too calmly for a Malfoy conversation.
"Give. Me. The. Prophacy.now. or. Watch.your.friends.die " He demanded firmly.
Now that sounds more like a Malfoy.
More guilt and regret was flooding through my brain. I knew I should have done a solo mission now every single person is at risk and blood with be at risk again. I just can't. I can't act weak.
I need to be brave. Maybe even destroy the prophecy and then defeat the evil and save his friends.
They were the only things on the agenda today. And he wasn't willing to risk his friends not for one second.
He's better than that. He's harry potter.
"Don't give it to him harry" Neville shouted.
More guilt.
More determination.
Just then at a moment of weakness the sound. I was so desperate to hear.
"Get away from my godson" the voice belonged a dog.
Sirius. Sirius Black.
And just like that with all the sass and anger he owned. He punched him.
Sent him plummeting to the floor. And this started the battle.
The battle between good and bad. The battle between hero's and villains. The battle of the department of mysteries.
Death eaters evaporated off his friends. Letting them be free letting them have an urge to fight and take down evil.
Black and white smoke appearing everywhere. All signs leading to a deadly disastrous battle.
With flashes of light. The good side meets the evil. The order appear one by one. Tonks,Remus,Arthur and Kingsley Shacklebolt. Appear without warning .
All with the intention of fighting.
Lights are flying from wands in each and every direction. With the intent of killing and cursing with blue and red and orange floating. But missing every time.
Good vs bad. Shot after shot. Everything had lead up to this moment and they could do nothing but fight.
The tension were high and it was life or death.
Win or lose.
Power or powerless and that was not something harry or anyone from the order was willing to lose.
"Now listen to me I Want you to take the others and get out of here" Sirius told me whilst dragging me behind a bug heavy brick for protection
"WHAT no. I'm staying with you" harry fought back. Knowing that he'd r regret if he left and anything was to happen to his godfather. He's just got him back and he doesn't intend on losing him ever again.
It's Harry and Sirius against the world now.
"You've done beautifully" Sirius tried to consulate his godson knowing how stubborn he can be.
He's a potter after all and James Potter. Well he was a stubborn little git at times too.
"Now let me take it from here" he added knowing fair well the battle field was dangerous and he was not letting his godson die..
Not on his watch. He'd take a bullet or spell for him any day of the week.
Before any movement could be made Lucius appeared determined as ever to seriously harm or even kill harry.
He gave a look. A look of pure evil. That gave off every single essence of his plan. To cause severe harm.
And just like that.
Spell after spell was launched.
Launched one. Sirius stopped it hitting.
Fired one back and missed.
Harry just couldn't just watch and had to join in. Shooting spell after spell in a complete harmony of spells shooting between them.
"Expelliarmus!" he shouted.
"Nice one James" Sirius praised.
JAMES. DID HE JUST CALL ME JAMES.
My name is Harry.
My head just stopped a minute a little dazed.
Was he just a replacement for his dear old father.
Or was it really just a slip of the tongue.
At this moment. With Lucius defeated everything looked like it was on the up. All the death eaters were getting defeated or had been defeated already and the order looked like they were getting another easy win.
But then.
All hell breaks lose.
Bellatrix appears out of thin air. Out of a cloud of black smoke and all it took was one simple spell for my world to come crumbling down.
"Avada Kedavra" she screamed aiming towards Sirius
And within seconds my father figure. My god father. My precious Sirius. My Padfoot had been struck and into the veil. Getting sacrificed to the gods above.
Everything I once knew came crushing down.
More heartbreak.
More death.
More blood on my hands.
And this was the final straw I couldn't take this in this Life no more. Without me Voldemort wouldn't attack.. Draco can be saved. My friends wouldn't have to be constantly putting themselves at risk. And most importantly I can see my parents again.
And all it takes is for me to jump through After Padfoot and be reunited on the other end.
The only thing stopping me is Remus. He's holding me so tight. Tears are falling. Screams are heard. But my emotions are too strong and the adrenaline is too much and I muster the courage to break free from his lock.
"I'm sorry. Retell my legacy will you. I love you Remus." I manage to get out before I sprint straight ahead and jump through the veil. Into the world of the unknown.
Most likely death.
The only noise heard as I leap is "No harry don't"
And
"I killed Sirius Black" Being sung by the bitch herself but at this stage it is just far too late.
I am already threw the veil and I just wait.
Wait for death to overcome my body and I can have peace at last.