The devil's angel || Mattheo riddle

-the dark lord pt.2-

WC: 942

Type of chapter: scary, sad

Warning: mention of blood, torture, 

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Voldemort looked away from me and began examining his own body. Not taking a the slightest notice of Wormtail, who lay twitching and bleeding on the ground, nor of the great snake, which had slithered back into sight and was circling me again, hissing.

Voldemort bent down and pulled out Wormtail's left arm; he forced the sleeve of Wormtail's robes up past his elbow, and I saw something upon the skin there, something like a vivid red tattoo - a skull with a snake protruding from its mouth - the image that had appeared in the sky at the Quidditch World Cup: the Dark Mark. Voldemort examined it carefully, ignoring Wormtail's uncontrollable weeping

He pressed his long white forefinger to the brand on Wormtail's arm. The scar on my forehead seared with a sharp pain again, and Wormtail let out a fresh howl. Voldemort removed his fingers from Wormtail's mark. 'I saw that it had turned jet black. A look of cruel satisfaction on his face.

Many deathearts suddenly appeared and voldormort told me what really happned that night, the nigt he lost his powers, the night of my paresnts death.

"but no matter, no matter, I can touch you now" he said holding his index finger on my scar and I yelled in pain.

"astonishing what a few drops of your blood can do Y/n" he said and suddenly spoke again "pick up your wand potter" he said walking away and I fell from my place.

As I was panting for air he kept yelling "get up, get up!".

He wanted to duel with me and my heart started racing, he bowed and forced me to do the same. He then pushed my on the ground a Voldemort raised his wand, and before I could do anything I was hit by the Cruciatus Curse. sending sharp pain all over my body.

As I kept jerking and twitching on the ground screaming in pain the loudest I have ever screamed.

And then it stopped.

He was about to do it again but missed and I ran behind the his father headstone.

Voldemort kept talking on how he's the greatest wizard and how could never die, but me and my brother will and that I should come out and get it over with.

There was no hope, I had no on to help me, Krum is dead and now I might be too. But I wasn't going to die without trying. I cant I promised my brother.

Before Voldemort could stick his face around headstone. I stood up and gripped my wand tightly in my hands, I faced Voldemort and Voldemort was ready.

As I shouted "Expelliarmus!" Voldemort yelled "Avada Kedavra!

green light issued from Voldemorts wand just as a jet of red light blasted out of mine, the deatheaters asked to help but Voldemort didn't let them. "Do nothing unless I command you!" he shouted at them.

Suddenly some balls of light appeared, I never expected Krum to had appeared from the wand, The smoky shadow of a tall man with untidy hair fell to the ground as Bertha had done, straightened up, and looked at me.

My arm's started shaking madly now, looking back into the ghostly face of my father.

"Your mother's coming" he said quietly "She wants to see you..it will be all right just hold on." And she came.

first her head, then her body. a young woman with long hair, the smoky, shadowy form of Lily Potter blossomed from the end of Voldemort's wand, fell to the ground, and straightened like her husband. She walked close to me, looking down at him, and she spoke in the same distant, echoing voice as the others, but quietly so that Voldemort and the death eaters could not hear.

"When the connection is broken, we will linger for only moments, but we will give you time, you must get to the Portkey, it will return you to Hogwarts ... do you understand, Y/n?" she said and I nodded fighting now to keep a hold on my wand, which was slipping and sliding beneath my fingers.

"Do it now" whispered my father, "be ready to run..do it now" "NOW!" I yelled.

There was no way I could have held it for another moment anyway, I pulled his wand upward with an almighty wrench, and the golden thread broke. the cage of light vanished, but the shadowy figures of Voldemort's victims did not disappear - they were closing in upon Voldemort, shielding me from his gaze

I ran as he had never run in his life, knocking two stunned Death Eaters aside, I was dodging curses and graves, pelting toward Krum's body, no longer aware of the pain in my leg.

"Accio!" I yelled, pointing his wand at the Triwizard Cup. It flew into the air and soared toward him. I caught it by the handle

I felt myself slam flat into the ground, there were voices everywhere, footsteps, screams. ... He remained where he was, his face screwed up against the noise, as though it were a nightmare that would pass...Then a pair of hands seized him roughly and turned him over. "Y/n!, Y/n!!" I opened my eyes to see Dumbledore was crouched me.

"DEAD!! Victor Krum is dead!!" fudge said and the sound of People screaming and crying was the last thing I heard before blacking out.

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