Oh wow! Both of those were WONDERFUL! The second one was very sad, but I liked the slight turning around that Dudley went through. Very well done.
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"You bloody undead piece of shite!"
"Now Ron..." he started, "Why on earth would you call me such a thing? I'm still your friend, you know."
The redhead stared at him incredulously. "No you're not! My friend died when the Dark Lord let that filth play with him. He was supposed to DIE, not live an undead half-life."
The haunted pale green eyes swirled and darkened for a moment, narrowing. "It certainly wasn't a party, Ron. You think I enjoyed that?"
"You certainly looked like you enjoyed it. You seemed to REVEL in draining the Dark Lord of his lifeblood," the redhead hissed. He slowly raised his wand.
The raven-haired vampire stared at the end of his friend's wand. "It was my calling, you know that. Add newborn bloodlust to that and you have a recepie for disaster."
The other boy's hand started shaking as the pause grew. The young vampire suddenly realized what was wrong with this situation.
"I saved your LIFE!" he snarled, his voice raising. "I saved your life and you BETRAYED ME?"
It was the redhead's turn to narrow his eyes. "The Dark Lord would have rewarded me grately for it."
In the split second it took for Ronald Weasley - Death Eater - to start his Avara Kedavara, Harry Potter swarmed upon him, knocking the wand away and biting deeply into his neck. For all his struggling, the young Death Eater could not escape. Two minutes later, it was done.
Harry Potter, twice the savior of the Wizarding World, walked off into the darkness. He was never seen again.
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"You bloody undead piece of shite!"
"Now Ron..." he started, "Why on earth would you call me such a thing? I'm still your friend, you know."
The redhead stared at him incredulously. "No you're not! My friend died when the Dark Lord let that filth play with him. He was supposed to DIE, not live an undead half-life."
The haunted pale green eyes swirled and darkened for a moment, narrowing. "It certainly wasn't a party, Ron. You think I enjoyed that?"
"You certainly looked like you enjoyed it. You seemed to REVEL in draining the Dark Lord of his lifeblood," the redhead hissed. He slowly raised his wand.
The raven-haired vampire stared at the end of his friend's wand. "It was my calling, you know that. Add newborn bloodlust to that and you have a recepie for disaster."
The other boy's hand started shaking as the pause grew. The young vampire suddenly realized what was wrong with this situation.
"I saved your LIFE!" he snarled, his voice raising. "I saved your life and you BETRAYED ME?"
It was the redhead's turn to narrow his eyes. "The Dark Lord would have rewarded me grately for it."
In the split second it took for Ronald Weasley - Death Eater - to start his Avara Kedavara, Harry Potter swarmed upon him, knocking the wand away and biting deeply into his neck. For all his struggling, the young Death Eater could not escape. Two minutes later, it was done.
Harry Potter, twice the savior of the Wizarding World, walked off into the darkness. He was never seen again.