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The Fated Meeting (VI) [Chapter 236]
🕑 Added 2023-10-02 18:28:34 +0000 UTC“I have been looking forward to our inevitable meeting since the day I learned of your existence and to be honest…” Harry started to speak with a small smile on his face, but the smile didn’t last for long as it turned into a disappointed frown. “I am nothing but disappointed” Harry shook his head with a sigh.
Voldemort almost flew into a raging fit, but somehow he managed to stop himself. “I expected you to be something more, but at the end of the day, you are just an ugly motherfucker” Harry stated with an amused look on his face and this time, taunt worked. Voldemort snarled in anger and cast the Killing Curse at Harry.
Harry internally sneered at the man… He knew that Voldemort was a genius when it came to Magic, but just like most of the other Wixen, he was a moron too. The Killing Curse didn’t work the last time and he ended up losing his body as a result, but here he was, once again, mindlessly using the Killing Curse to attack him.
If it wasn’t for Dumbledore’s moronic actions, he would have allowed the Killing Curse to hit him only for it to be reflected back to Voldemort again…
Harry lazily raised one of his hands, which was covered with a Mystic Art Shield and batted away the Killing Curse, looking kind of bored. Voldemort and all of the Death Eaters who witnessed the sight were gaping at him like fish out of water. “Boring… Is Killing Curse the only Spell you know?” Harry asked blandly.
“How? How did you…?” Voldemort stuttered out, looking completely stumped. Meanwhile, Amelia, who was lying on the ground, was enjoying the show. Yes, she was angry that Harry didn’t come any sooner to help her, but she was already planning to forgive him if he humiliated Voldemort.
“How? How did you…?” Harry imitated Voldemort with a mocking look on his face. “Is that the best you could do?” Harry asked in a mocking tone and once again, his taunt worked and Voldemort jabbed his Wand toward Harry with a look of impalpable fury, but this time, he decided to use another Spell instead of using the Killing Curse.
“I am Lord Voldemort! I will make you eat your words, boy!!” Voldemort snarled in anger before launching a flurry of extremely lethal Spells at Harry, who instead of using his hands, pulled out a knobbed Wand from his robes and batted away all the Spells one by one.
Voldemort recognized the Wand immediately, after all, he had seen that Wand hundreds of times, it belonged to his old nemesis, Albus Dumbledore. Voldemort took that as a personal insult, but no matter how he tried, he couldn’t get the upper hand in the fight. It felt like Harry was mocking him by using Albus Dumbledore’s Wand to fight him.
“Fight me!!” Voldemort snarled as he started to step forward and his speed increased.
“Alright! You asked for it” Harry shrugged with a deep nod before stepping aside to dodge an Eye-Gouging Curse. He flicked his Wand toward the ground releasing a stream of blue fire. The fire quickly surrounded the two of them along with Amelia, creating a ring. Harry could have left her outside, but he didn’t want to give the Death Eaters any idea.
“Now, nobody will be interfering in our… fight” Harry finished after a small pause. He was having difficulty using the word fight in this case since this was most definitely not a fight. Now, someone might call him arrogant, but it wasn’t arrogance if you could live up to your claims.
Voldemort, who was trying his best to gain the upper hand, found himself on the backfoot when Harry finally started to fight back. He looked around only to realize that all of his followers were watching, so losing the fight was not acceptable to him. Not that, the boy was making it easy for him.
So, Voldemort simply decided to kill Amelia, if Harry tried to save her then it would give him an opening and if Harry couldn’t save her, then he would fulfill his objective. So, with a sneer, he flicked his Wand up in the air, but before his Spell could take effect, Amelia was surrounded by a translucent shield.
Moments later, earth spikes came out of the ground and harmlessly crumbled against the translucent barrier. “That was very rude” Harry chided him before attacking Voldemort with a flurry of Spells. One of the Spells struck Voldemort on his shoulder and he immediately fell to the ground while howling in pain like a little bitch.
He stared at the wound only to find a wooden spike sticking out of his shoulder and if it was only that then he wouldn’t have reacted in such a manner, but he could feel the wooden spike digging into his flesh. The wooden spike was spreading like a virus inside his shoulder. He screamed again and tried to pull out the spike with his hand, but as soon as he grabbed it, he felt the spike starting to dig into his hand too.
“How does that feel?” Harry asked softly and Voldemort felt chills run down his spine. He had never been at the mercy of his enemy so he completely forgot about Harry due to the intense pain he was feeling. He tried to raise his Wand, trying to ignore the pain in his Wand arm, but Harry stepped on his arm and pressed hard.
Voldemort felt the bones in his arm shatter under the pressure, but for the time being, he simply decided to glare at Harry with unbridled fury in his eyes. “Even if you kill me, I will be back” Voldemort snarled and much to his surprise, Harry nodded his head in agreement.
“I know” Harry agreed. “I know all about your little trinkets” He added and for the first time, Harry saw true fear in Voldemort’s eyes, and to be honest, Harry wasn’t satisfied. He wanted Tom to feel true despair and if everything went according to plan, then he would…
~~SEASON- IV (ENDS)~~
