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M.U.G.G.L.E by powerpuff_pencil

Format: Short story
Chapters: 1
Word Count: 799
Status: WIP

Rating: 15+
Warnings: Strong Language

Genres: Horror/Dark, Action/Adventure
Characters: Harry, Ron, Draco

First Published: 04/28/2006
Last Chapter: 05/13/2006
Last Updated: 05/13/2006

Harry has destroyed all of the Horcruxes except for one, the one that resides in Voldemort. Harry will need all the help he can get to defeat him but Draco won't let Harry get away wit killing his father.

Chapter 1: Chapter One: Dreams
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"This is the end of your parents Potter!" Voldemort flicked his wand and large pieces of rope wrapped themselves around James and Lilly. Harry dived towards Voldemort brandishing his wand but Voldemort simply let out a laugh and flicked his wand again forcing Harry into the air and against the wall. Voldmort pointed his wand at Lily gave it a tiny flick upwards and sent a flash of green light towards her. Lily's head fell onto her chest as she let out her last gasp of air. Harry tried to get towards his parents again but this time Harry was magically tied up by fire. Voldemort raised his wand again and showed Harry an evil grin before shooting the same killing curse at James. Then voldemort turned his wand on Harry. "Awww, are you crying Potter?"
"No!" Harry knew this was a lie.
"Don't lie to me Potter! CRUCIO" Harry felt the unbearable pain of the cruciatus spell all through his body before Voldemort finally released the spell. "Now Potter, You will die, Avada Kedavra"

"HARRY, Harry wae up!" Harry opened his eyes and sat up quickly. He felt something hit against his head and reached out for his glasses. When he had finally put his glasses on he saw the thing he had hit was Ron who was lying on the floor holding his head and swearing.
"Harry are you OK?" Hermione ran into the room and threw her arms around Harry.
"Yeah I'm fine I was just having a nightmare" Hermione gasped and looked at Harry seriously. "You should tell Dumbledore you might be seeng things that are about to happen!"
"That's impossible Hermione, the dream was about my parents dying and I was 15."
"I thought your parents were killed when you were one?" Ron had stod up and perched himself on the end of Harry's bed.
"Yeah, exactly. That's why it's impossible." Harry got out of bed and picked up his shirt "Hermione?"
"Could you , you know leave?"
"Why I've seen plenty of boy's chests" Ron stood up and flung Hermone onto his shoulder. He carried her out of the room and Harry got dresed. He wore a red t shirt and black trousers with his white trainers. Just as he reached out to get a comb he heard a deafening scream from outside his room, followed by the loud laughter of Fred and George.
Harry picked up his wand and went to see what the noise was all about. He pushed past Fred and George to find Ron roling on the floor screaming and holding his foot, which was covered in blood. "Hermione you stuid bitch if you wanted me to put you down you could of just asked you didn't need to make a six inch nail appear infront of me!"
"How dare you call me a bitch!" Ron whipped out his wand and started shooting sparks at Hermione who blocked them all with small waves of her wand.
"Expelliarmus" Harry's spell worked perfectly and Hermione and Ron's wands flew into the air and landed at the bottom of the stairs.
"HARRY" Ron and Hermione shouted together, "What are you doing?"
"I'm stopping you two from falling out over nothing." Harry helped Ron up "I can sort your foot out Ron it's only a nail and a little cut"
"Oh please" Hermione turned round and marched down the stairs and picked her wand up before walking into the kitchen. Harry helped Ron onto his bed and pulled out his wand. He muttered a simple incantation and waved his wand . Ron continnued to whine on the bed about how much his foot was hurting.
"Why are you moaning?"
"WHAT!" Ron sat up "Look at my -"
"Look at your what Ron? Foot, it loks perfectly fine to me." Harry started to laugh. Ron stood up and waled towards the door "Colloportus" The door slammed shut and locked before Ron could reach it.
"I think you owe me some thanks Ronald"
"Thank You Harrison" Ron turned to the door and kicked it off it's hinges before walking out and down the stairs. Harry rolled his eyes and repared the door. Harry sat down on the bed and thought about the dream he was having. Then he remembered the way his so called best friends reacted when he tod them he had been dreaming about his parents. They had a fight and marched off. Harry would never do that if Ron was in the same situation, infact Harry would do completely the opposite. All Harry could do now was pretend he was fine with the way his friends had been acting all summer and try to enjoy the holiday.