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*FANFIC* Kim Possible's Harry Potter: Chapter 17*FANFIC*
Black shapes emerged around them and those shapes turned out to be Death Eaters. They wanted to get the Prophecy for Lord Voldemort. Harry wouldn't let them, he had the Prophecy tightly clenched in his hand. "You need more persuasion?" Bellatrix Lestrange, one of Voldemort's most loyal Death Eater, and Sirius's cousin said. "Very well, take the smallest one," she ordered to the Death Eaters beside her. "Let him watch while we torture the little girl. I'll do it." Harry felt the others close in around Ginny. Behind him, he thought he heard Kim open her mouth to say something, but apparently thought better of it. Harry had a plan to smash the shelves as a distraction. Kim, Hermione, Neville, and Harry ran into one of the many rooms at the Department of Mysteries. "Colloportus!" Hermione gasped and the door sealed itself. "Where are the others?" Harry said. "They must have gone the wrong way!" Hermione said. "Oh gosh!" Kim said softly. "And they've got the geniuses with them." She was referring to Ron and Ron. The fought a few Death Eaters off and Hermione was hit with a spell and was knocked out after Harry silenced the Death Eater Antonin Dolohov and the Death Eater said the spell mouthlessly. Harry and Kim slid over to Hermione, as did Neville who found her wrist and felt it. "Dat's a pulse, Harry, I'b sure it is," Neville said stuffily with his broken nose. Kim put her ear against Hermione's chest. "Her heart is beating. She's fine. I hope," Kim said. "What? I'm not going to give her CPR." "Come on," Harry said. "No time for jokes." Neville picked up Hermione, and they found the other four of the group. Ron W was kind of weird, Ginny had broken her ankle, Ron S looked shaken, not stirred, but fine, but he had a few scratches, and Luna was the only one who looked relatively unhurt. After Luna and Ginny, were both knocked out, as was Ron S, and Ron W was left to struggle out of the brain that had been attached to him. Harry went to bargain with the Death Eaters, and when Neville tried to Stupefy them but couldn't because he couldn't say the spell properly, Kim followed and she stunned a couple. After Bellatrix tortured Neville with the Cruciatus Curse, high above them the doors opened and Sirius, Lupin, Moody, Tonks, and Kingsley Shacklebolt came out of them. Kim helped Neville to Harry and whispered to herself, "Hope." "Are both of you okay?" Harry asked. "Yes," Kim and Neville said. "I'm fine, a little shaken, but I'm fine as usual," Kim said. "And Ron?" "Um, one is fighting the brain when I left; the other is," Kim said, swallowing hard, "knocked out." A few minutes later, Neville was hit with a spell that made his legs do a weird tap dance. Harry tried to help him up the steps of the room, and as Neville was trying to go up the steps with Kim and Harry, he accidentally kicked the orb of the prophecy. Therefore breaking it. Kim tried to grab it, but it was too fast for her. "Damn!" Kim said. "I'b sorry," Neville said. "It's okay," Harry said. "DUBBLEDORE!" Neville said. "What?" Harry and Kim said together. "DUBBLEDORE!" Neville said again pointing. There was a sense of hope in the round face's eyes. Kim looked. "Dumbledore!" she whispered. They watched as he sped down the steps and was able to get almost all of the Death Eaters into an invisible force field type of thing. There was, however, one couple still battling, still dueling. It was Sirius and Bellatrix Lestrange. He was laughing at her, teasing her that she could do better than that. A jet of light, second to a red light that missed him, hit him, square in the chest. Harry was unaware of releasing Neville, and so did Kim. They both walked towards the end of the steps, though, Harry was much faster. They watched with horror as Sirius fell through the arch and through the veil. Kim heard Harry yell at Lupin, "He is NOT DEAD! Sirius!" Kim and Neville reached Harry and Kim looked down, unable to say anything. Harry, consumed by anger at Bellatrix ran after to get revenge... or try to, left Lupin's grip. Kim made an almost involuntary move to go after him. Lupin grabbed her shoulder, stopping her. "Lupin, let me go!" Kim shouted, struggling. In the struggle, she slightly sprained her ankle, though she didn't realize that. "Kim! Look at me!" Lupin said. "Find the others. Come on!" "Lupin, he was your friend! Save him!" Kim said. "Kim, you heard me tell Harry! Sirius is gone!" Lupin said. "I'm going to help Harry then!" Kim said. "No!" Lupin said, still holding onto her. "Kim, look at me." She looked at him. She looked torn between going to find the others and doing her duty and helping Harry. "Go find the others. Go with Neville. Professor Dumbledore is going to help Harry," Lupin said. She nodded, gently grabbed Neville, and started up the stairs. It was then she realized. "Ow," she said softly. "Are you okay?" Neville asked. "I'm fine, I'm fine, Neville, it's a sprain. I must have struggle too much. You've got a broken nose, that is more important. Come on, we've gotta find the others," Kim said. They found the others, Lupin came to them, and escorted them back to the school. Madam Pomfrey fixed them up fine. On Sunday morning, the group was reading the paper in the hospital wing. The paper, had finally acknowledged that Voldemort had returned. Neville was fine, as was Luna, Ron S, and Kim, who's sprain was fine by that morning. Ron W had welts from the brain's tentacle's, Hermione had to take several potions a day because of the curse that had been thrown at her. Harry was in quiet mourning though. On his way to the lake, he ran into Professor Snape and McGonagall, the latter awarded points to the 8. "So, that's fifty each for Potter, the two Weasleys, Longbottom, and Miss Granger. And hundred each for Miss Possible and Mr. Stoppable for assisting them and spending a year with us. And fifty for Miss Lovegood I suppose," McGonagall had said. The end of term feast, was one that Harry did not attend. Kim, Ron S, Ron W, and Hermione were sitting together. "Okay, I just wanna say this," Kim said. "No one mention Sirius. Harry, the poor boy, is still in mourning. His heart is hurting." "You saw him die right?" Ron W asked. Hermione elbowed him, Ron S kicked him under the table. Ron W looked pained Kim cleared her throat. "Yes, I would have liked to saved him, too," Kim said softly. "But I couldn't." Ron S patted her back. "So, you and Ron visited with Dumbledore this morning?" Hermione asked. "Oh, yes, we did. He wanted to thank us for coming here for a year. Talked with us. Don't worry, I didn't tell him anything that had to do with what you guys do when you're asleep," Kim said, grinning. Hermione gave her a look. "Oh, sorry, anyways, I tried to ask about the Prophecy... but..." Kim said, trailing off. "But what?" Ron W demanded. Kim leaned in, they did the same. "He told us that Harry would tell us when he's ready," Kim said. "Don't go and badger him about it. He wasn't even clear if Harry knew it..." She sighed. "Your moves, on Fridays against the Slytherins were great," Ron W said, in an effort to change the conversation. "So unlike when you were sparring with Hermione. You totally let the wildness come out." Kim stared at him, unable to say anything. Ron S laughed. "Oh, please, I was going easy on her. It was for fun then. Friday, I was using it to defend myself... I wasn't not going to fight back," Kim said. End of Chapter 17. |
