Harry Potter And Bellatrix Lestrange

Harry's spell splashed against it harmlessly, and Voldemort jabbed his wand at his new target. " Eradico ."

Diving to the side, Harry returned fire with a number of overpowered stunners, courtesy of his new wand, and Voldemort found himself distracted as Count Hiscophney took the opportunity to counter-attack, himself.

Harry ran and ducked into an entryway while Voldemort's back was turned, and threw his own hexes and jinxes at the dark lord. Caught in the sudden crossfire, Voldemort roared in anger as one of Hiscophney's slashing spells carved a deep wound into his side as he dodged one of Harry's blasting curses. Three seconds later, Voldemort leapt to the side to avoide one of Hiscophney's spells, only to catch one of Harry's bludgeoning spells square in the back.

Roaring in fury, a wave of power washed outwards from Voldemort, causing the wards to dispell. The dark lord ignored the opportunity to flee, however, and flung out his wand, a wave of concussive force blasting Hiscophney off his feet.

The Count landed hard on his back, and was obviously struggling to remain conscious. Harry, who had been somewhat shielded by the entryway, snarled and stepped into the open before Voldemort could finish him off, speaking the first spell that came to mind.

" Expelliarmus !" Voldemort waved his wand and the jet of red light was deflected to impact an unfortunate tree.

"So," he hissed, his snake-like face pale in the sunlight, "finally you show yourself, Potter - or maybe I should call you Lord Polairix? It appears I have underestimated you."

Harry couldn't help but notice the strange glint in the dark lords eyes as he took up a duelling stance. "Actually, you underestimated Hermione," Harry replied, fighting to keep his voice even. "She figured it out, you know. It was a mistake to think that you could just let her go."

"Would you have preferred that I kill the little mudblood, Potter?" Voldemort cackled.

"She broke the memory charm you put on her."

That comment caused Voldemort's eyes to widen until they were as close to bugging out as they would probably get. "What? That's impossible," he spat

"No, it isn't," Harry bluffed with a grin. It was a risky gamble, trying to get Voldemort riled up, but he had to keep him here until the Aurors arrived. Where's the blasted Ministry when you need them?

"No matter." Voldemort waved it off with a neutral expression. "It was foolish of you to come here, where I could kill you. Now, shall we finish what we started at the end of your fourth year, Potter?"

"You and me, Tom. The way it's always been."

"Prepare for death, then, Potter - Everto !"

Harry ducked under the curse, and flicked his wand rapidly. He had trained with Bellatrix for this, worked on his duelling skill until she was satisfied he would be able to hold his own - and Bella was a demanding teacher, if nothing else. A fire spell erupted from the tip of his wand with a muttered " Comburo," which left it just a twist and quick jab away from the motion for a Sepelio . Wand motions flowed into each other as his body reacted on instinct, casting spell after spell without pause without even needing to mutter the incantations.

A freezing spell followed by a blasting curse and a stunner flew at Voldemort in rapid succession, forcing the dark lord to abort his counterattack. With a grand wave of his wand, Voldemort conjured up a translucent blue shield with a shout of " Aegis Contego !" All of Harry's spells splashed against it, causing colorful ripples to wash across it, but none penetrated.

"Good, good, you've learned, Potter. Bella must've taught you well," Voldemort taunted as he kept his wand steady and in position. Harry circled him slowly, trying to figure out a way to get past the shield, while his opponent seemed content to let him make the next move.

Finally, Harry shifted his stance, moving his weight forward, earning him a puzzled look from Voldemort. Spying a windowsill on the second floor on the building behind Voldemort, he held out his wand. " Admoveo !"

The summoning spell didn't really work on something as massive as the building, instead causing Harry to fly up there. He kicked off the ledge, lifting himself higher into the air just seconds before Voldemort's spells blasted the window into rubble. At the apex of his leap, Harry flicked his wand again, and cast the first spell he'd ever learned.

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