The Student(A short, semi-sweet,semi-bitter, Harry Potter love story) - Diana LeRoy (good beach reads TXT) 📗

year ended. Her only threat know was Lord Voldemort, although she didn't know it yet, she soon would..... Chapter Twelve: Voldemort's Perfect Plan????

Darkness....snakes...silence... all three of these thing were always all around him...all around you know who, the person whose name one does not say aloud nor ever for that matter. He lives in the darkness surrounded by silence, other than his followers who are really pawns the only true companions he has in the end are those snakes of his that they own. Like him they were born to be feared and revered, like an stray boa that has been released into the wild he tried to befriend people at first but where did that ever get him?No where, just like a stray boa he was meant to wander, wander until he found his next victim to pray upon and this predator A.K.A Lord Voldemort had found his prey and that was none other than Celestia Flamel, the last of her name, the last heiress of her kind, but what he sought from her was not money, no what he seeked as more valuable than any currency or treasure in the world.  She had the "spare philosopher's stone" that he so desperately desired, had that little pest known as Harry Potter not intervined a few years back he would've had the stone by now....no not again he would not lose his prey "the philsopher's stone" again, for this time this predator had a very good plan to catch his prey and thanks to his loyal servant Lucius, there were no doubts about his plan. With the Yuleball coming in a few months and the Identity Spell being easy as cake for Voldemort it would be very easy to kidnapp the heiress from the festivities of the ball for people would be too distracted with kisses, dancing and laughter to notice and besides within this time frame Lucius could obtain what he wanted, Draco could have the girl and Voldemort could finally have one of the things he always desired, it couldn't have been an easier plan or so he thought little did he know a spy was in the mist hearing everything....

Chapter Thirteen: The Murder....

November 30th: Voldemort had thought he was all alone how wrong he was, behind him he heard the soft crunching of leaves being stepped on. Cautiously he turned around "Whose there?” A young man who appeared to look Italian with sleek black hair and green eyes sprinkled with flecks of gold stepped out from his hiding place behind a tree. "I am Cesare Ferrante, protector of the honorable Lady Celestia Flamel, I know of your plans to kill the one I was sworn to protect and I am here to stop you from doing so".

 Voldemort could not help but let out a laugh "You, stop me, boy do you know how many have tried to killed me and failed, are you aware of who I am and how many I have killed? He came behind Cesare, and whispered in his ear "You cannot kill me or hurt me no matter how strong you are, you can train hard your whole life and still never be able to leave a scratch on me". Cesare stood still never taking his eyes off Voldemort, well aware of how dangerous this man was he said nothing for a few moments than summoned up the courage, he had to do this for his mistress even if it meant sacrificing his own life so that she may live so be it, after all he had spent the last 4 years protecting his mistress surely he could protect her one last time even if meant his own death. He started to chant an ancient spell that was once used by Merlin, no sooner than he had started casting his spell was he already in the grip of death for Cesare was not quick enough with his attack and instantly felt the pain of the killing spell before blacking out.

 "Celestia forgive me" were his last words however his spell was not in vain, even though Voldemort had struck first, Cesare had used the spell's incredible force to injure Voldemort who gripped his right shoulder as he looked at his victim's dead body "Damn......" was all he could say as he stumbled away from the crime scene to go into hiding till the yule ball, he would be recovered and ready to claim his prize by then......

Chapter Fourteen: Funeral For A Guardian

The day after Cesare was murdered everyone had already knew but they weren't told why, as the teachers at Hogwharts saw no need to frighten their students by saying you know whose name for it was a sin for his name to cross thy lips. Dumbledore of course was the first to know to news and when he called Celestia into his office to break the news he was shocked to see that she wore a solemn face but cried no tears, a strong woman she is he thought. "Celestia after the funeral perhaps you should take a break from classes, go take a vacation, visit family for I do not want you to be to upset to study, you may take your studies and quizzes home and whatever homework you miss, I will tell your instructors to give it to you after you return, do you understand...?" he almost finished but then suddenly heard a gentle knock on his door "Professor Dumbledore, I am sorry but may I come in". Name first Dumbledore replied not willing to let just anyone in at a time like this "Its Draco Malfoy sir". I'm sorry Draco but I am dealing with a delicate matter with the lady Celestia and unless your related "But I am sir, I am the beau of Celestia Flamel and I do apologize but I did overhear some of your conversation while out here so forgive me professor". Professor Dumbledore shook his head, it couldn't be helped he supposed "Alright come in" he called.

The door opened and Draco strode into the room without his usual cocky demeanor, "Professor Dumbledore I have a proposition, I suggest since that Celestia is my beau and my future bride that she and I go on a short vacation to get away from the stress of her guardians recent death, as for her dead guardian from now on I appoint myself as the guardian to the Flamel heiress that is if she agrees". Both Draco and Dumbledore turned to her for approval, she nodded her head, since when did Draco decide she was going to marry him before giving her a choice, no matter they probably would marry and she could be happy with that she decided as she nodded her head in agreement "But not until we give Cesare a proper funeral in London, a small one though I'd like it to be private. Cesare did always say that should he ever die protecting me he'd want to be buried in London where he said he lived the happiest years of his life there" she looked down at her lap as she finished. She was trying hard not to cry Draco could tell as her hands were clenched in her lap and slightly shook. Truth be told even though she had been at Hogwharts a few weeks no he had always envied Cesare because he was the one who always had the privilege of being the closest to her even though she was his girlfriend Draco knew there were certain things she would only tell Cesare and not him for he had always lent her his ear but no longer now, now he would be the one to protect the young heiress from Voldemort he didn't care if he had to defy his father he would protect her no matter what.

Three days later Dumbledore, Celestia, Draco and a few of the teachers from Hogwharts ventured out to London where they held a funeral for Cesare in St. Paul's Cathedral, Draco's father had volunteered to pay for the service and funeral but Celestia wouldn't let him insisting since To kidnap The Lady Celestia"........she was quiet for a moment, closed her eyes and silently thanked him now thanks to this one small but significant clue she knew how what to do when the time came, it wouldn't be long now before he would strike, she knew what he wanted but for that specific purpose she had come to Hogwharts prepared with 2 things the real spare philosopher's stone which was now the only one left in the world and a fake philosopher's stone which resembled the real stone but whoever held it was given a dreadful fate for the stone was cursed with a special enchantment that Celestia had developed on her own and perfected throughout the years to protect herself from assassins and those who would try to abduct her for now that her guardian was gone it would be up to her to protect herself.....

Chapter Fifteen: Vacation and A Proposal?!