I don't typically like to double post, but here is the next snippet of Harry Potter and the Gates of Oblivion.
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YouÆre sure to pocket those before making your way out of the cavern a staff, some valuable gems, a silver nugget and a few gold coins heavier than you were before. Of course youÆre also moving a lot stiffer too, having not fully recovered from the lightening bolt attack that struck you.
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You canÆt help but laugh at the current situation you find yourself in. After wandering a few more catacombs, taking down some more giant rats and goblins and even filling your coin purse a bit more and you find yourself back within the stone walls of the secret passage of the EmperorÆs escape route.
Of course not everyone was happy to see you.
You arrived just as the guard whose name you didnÆt catch, the Emperor and Baurus were just walking into the corridor below you. They were talking about something or another, but their tones were too low for you to clearly make out what was being said. Judging from their appearances, theyÆve had about as rough a time as you had trying to get out of those bloody catacombs.
Considering they left you behind, itÆs a safe bet they wouldnÆt want to see you in the near future. Unfortunately, like every other inopportune moment of your life, MurphyÆs Law rears itÆs ugly head- or more specifically what you jokingly referred to Hermione as ôThe Potter Corollaryö.
Ah, MurphyÆs Law. You remember how confused Ron was by your little joke, so Hermione explained that it was a muggle term that states æAnything that can go wrong, will go wrongÆ. Shortly afterwards, you explained to them that the Potter Corollary goes like this, æAnything that can go wrong when Harry Potter is around, will happen to Harry PotterÆ.
Hermione had been horrified by this joke, but Ron was unusually grim when he reluctantly admitted you had a point. Spoilsports. Not only did they spoil your fun, but your little joke then led to yet another of the infamous Ron/Hermione rows that were beginning to become more and more common as the days went by- as if they didn't argue enough as it was.
At least Ginny had found it, and the rest of the situation, funny.
The Potter Corollary you realize, in hindsight, was childish, but you have five and a half years of schooling to back it up. Second, fourth and fifth years were especially brutal, but youÆve mostly gotten over it.
Anyways... You were content to just let them pass through and then look for another alternate route out when the red robed assassins with the magically appearing/disappearing demonic armor decided to show up once more.
You hear someone shout ôFor the Emperor!ö
Baurus, the unnamed guard and the Emperor each had an opponent when another snuck upon them through the shadows intent on accomplishing their task.
ôEXPELLIARMUS!ö you shout. A large silver streak of magic lances towards the assassin in the shadows. Everyone surprised by your shout stops fighting. One of the guards takes advantage of this and stabs his opponent in the chest. The assassinÆs armor and weapon disintegrate instantly.
The assassin you cast the disarming spell at is slammed against the wall- his weapon wrenched out of his hand. You watch as the weapon, instead of clamoring onto the floor, disappears as well.
The emperor is knocked off his feet, and his guards are out of position to help him. Not knowing what you can do as you jump from the ledge you were observing the from, you let loose the only spell you can think of- one that you had been dying to try out since you read about it in the Half Blood Prince's book.
ôSECTUMSEMPRA!ö you shout out waving your wand in a slashing motion.
You watch in horror as his armor seems to split as if struck by a sword, blood gushing from the new wound. The assassinÆs armor and sword disintegrate as it had on the others, but you barely noticed. Despite the gravity of the situation at hand, you canÆt help but think about how Ron and Hermione would react to this situation- what they would think of you. What Ginny would think of you now that youÆre a murderer.
YouÆre so focused on the shocked look on the assassinÆs face as his life blood was spilled from his body that you barely notice that the other assassinÆs have been killed as well. YouÆre only brought back to the present when you hear the unnamed guard shout angrily. ôItÆs that damned prisoner again!ö
He begins to advance on you with his sword drawn. Baurus looks unsure what to do, but his sword remains drawn and heÆs watching you carefully.
ôNo Glenroy...ö the Emperor spoke up placing a hand on the manÆs sword arm. ôHe can help us... He must help us.ö
ôBut sire!ö
ôNo, leave him be. I shall speak with him,ö said the Emperor in a comforting tone as he slowly approaches you. He gives you a kindly smile. ôSo, we meet again.ö
You offer him a rather pitiful attempt of a weak smile in return. ôSo we do.ö