Harry Potter and the Order Of the Phoenix [184]
“Well, I think I just killed the third one,” said Voldemort, looking down at Colin’s body. “Idiotic boy, he should have known I would just do it again… he cannot stop me.” “But, he does deserve some recognition. While stupid, it was a very brave act,” said Voldemort, bending down to Colin’s corpse, and took out his wand. He muttered something, and a hole formed next to Colin. He was going to bury him.
This would be a perfect time to do something, thought Harry to himself, while Voldemort was distracted. If only he could somehow talk to Ron… but he remembered that he could! Malfoy said that all Animagi are connected telepathically… he had to try it.
“Ron! Ron! RON! Can you hear me! RON!” yelled Harry in his head, trying to somehow direct his thoughts… Ron had to hear him, it was the only way.
“Harry? HARRY? Is that you?” came a voice in Harry’s head. It was Ron!
“Ron,” thought Harry, “where are you?”
“I’m right next to Colin’s body, I’m camouflaged as a chameleon,” thought Ron.
“Okay, good,” thought Harry. “Ron, in my pocket there are some candies that Fred and George made. Get one of them out… quickly!”
Harry felt Ron climbing up him, even though he couldn’t see him. He felt his long tongue squirm down into his pocket, and grab hold of one of candies.
“Now what,” thought Ron.
“Climb up that tree over there, the one right above Voldemort. Hurry! He’s putting him in the ground right now, we don’t have much time!”
“Alright, alright!”
Harry waited, as every second went by, more and more sweat dripped down his forehead. This had to work, it just had to!
“Okay, I’m in the tree,” thought Ron.
“Now, you have to do this perfectly Ron. I need you to drop down onto Voldemort’s face, and shove the candy into his mouth.”
“Alright Harry,” thought Ron. He sounded scared, more than he had ever been in his life. Harry had forgotten something important. While he had been around Voldemort many times before, this was the first time Ron or Hermione had even seen him. He was impressed by how they were holding up.
“Here I go!” Ron thought loudly.
“The poor, poor boy,” hissed Voldemort. “See Harry? Deep down, I am just as merciful and decent as your beloved Dumbledore. I honor my allies, and since this was a friend of yours… Ron I think his name was… he deserves to be- AHH!”
Ron had evidently landed on Voldemort’s face. Harry saw him jump up from his crouched position, and randomly grab all over his face, trying to peel off whatever was there. Harry saw Ron’s invisible reptilian arm holding the single Shape Shifting Sweetie. He saw it being forced into Voldemort’s slit of a mouth. Instantly, it went in, and Voldemort gripped his neck, trying not to choke on it. It slid right down his thin neck.
“That’s for killing Sirius and Colin!” yelled Harry, still magically frozen in place.
“What is this!?” choked Voldemort, still gripping his neck. He fell to his knees on the ground, and Wormtail was furiously trying every spell he knew on his master to try and cure him. Voldemort flashed a bright white all over for just a second, and then he turned into a copy of…
“Ron!” yelled Harry. He had just transformed back into his human self, and was standing next to a copy of himself, what Voldemort had become.
“What have you done!” cried Voldemort in Ron’s voice. “Wormtail! Get them for this! This body is far to weak to do any magic in!” He fled away, and quickly disappeared into the forest.
“With pleasure master!” cried Wormtail, rolling up his sleeves. He took out his wand, and pointed it right at Harry. He gave him a look that said he was going to do something nasty.
“Fourmi Magus!” he yelled. Harry closed his eyes shut as the beam flew at him, he felt it hit him, and he opened them, to see what he had become.
Then, to his surprise,