But her actions somehow fascinated him. She looked in it for a moment before raising a hand to her hair. Of course, he couldn't see the castle anywhere, which was impossible from the majority of the grounds. He was starting to feel a little bit faint and he concentrated on staying focused on everything that was going on around him in the graveyard. But then she looked back at Womrtail as he produced another package from his robes, wincing as he tried to use two hands, only to realize the second wasn't there. It immediately overwhelmed the pain in his still bleeding wrist, and it was enough to blind him for a few moments. The summoning charm on it will not function now," She turned her attention away from him, her eyes lingering on Harry. To genuinely care for him. You; however, did not need to cut off your entire hand. Nagini hissed something like disapproval, muttering about how the man was useless, but she wasn't really interested in the snake's opinion at that moment, even if she agreed with it. She hadn't heard any commotion behind them, or any sounds of arrivals. EDIT: I will say, be careful to whoever is currently getting ready to storm through this story. FanFiction | unleash ... Follow/Fav Limpieza de Sangre. Truth stung from her words. Disclaimer: I own nothing and am making no product. Limpieza de sangre (spanisch für Reinheit des Blutes, Blutreinheit) ist ein protorassistisches Konzept, mit dem sich vom 15. bis zum 19. Abrupt, but makes sense overall. So now when I kill you there will always be a tinge of doubt as to whether or not I did it myself. She grabbed a bunch of it in her hand and brought it to her face and sniffed once, before making a face and letting it down. Harry Potter always knew he'd have to fight in a Wizarding War, but he'd always thought it would be after school, and not after winning the Triwizard Tournament. Is no longer happening. Which will negate its power. All and all it had simply looked like an abomination. He didn't particularly agree with it. Peter Pettigrew shrieked in pain as he landed on the relatively soft ground. An unseen force lifted him and affixed him to one of the statues in the graveyard. She thought her actions were a mistake? His mind raced. ", "Stop being a git, Harry," Cedric replied. AU with a Female Voldemort. But that wasn't where his mind immediately went. And, in her own way, I think she did. She stood and handed it to Wormtail. AU with a Female Voldemort. "Erm," Was all Harry could think of in response. No additional forced seemed to have any affect. The story isn't finished, yet, though, and I wouldn't want to assume where the author is going. It would not only keep him alive, but perhaps it would allow him to be able to find a way to kill her. I am sure I could stifle their doubt without much effort. She placed a hand on his shoulder, gripping it too tightly in an attempt to force him to be still, sending a modicum of pain through his arm. Of course, the man may have already outlived his usefulness. She set a brisk pace through the terrain, avoiding any signs of habitation, figuring the more deserted looking the area, the less likely the Ministry would be to check it. Harry doubted that they cleared the top of the hedge-maze. She pointed her wand at her own head and cast something Harry didn't recognize. You've done amazingly fantastic work and I can't wait to read your next update. Unless I misread where it’s at. .LalRrQILNjt65y-p-QlWH{fill:var(--newRedditTheme-actionIcon);height:18px;width:18px}.LalRrQILNjt65y-p-QlWH rect{stroke:var(--newRedditTheme-metaText)}._3J2-xIxxxP9ISzeLWCOUVc{height:18px}.FyLpt0kIWG1bTDWZ8HIL1{margin-top:4px}._2ntJEAiwKXBGvxrJiqxx_2,._1SqBC7PQ5dMOdF0MhPIkA8{height:24px;vertical-align:middle;width:24px}._1SqBC7PQ5dMOdF0MhPIkA8{-ms-flex-align:center;align-items:center;display:-ms-inline-flexbox;display:inline-flex;-ms-flex-direction:row;flex-direction:row;-ms-flex-pack:center;justify-content:center} A lo largo de este artículo se podrá conocer qué fueron los estatutos de limpieza de sangre, por qué surgieron en España y por qué pervivieron durante tanto tiempo. I don't know. The snake slithered closer to him and poked him with its snout. But when the man stopped and placed down a boiling cauldron and a small parcel Harry couldn't identify, the snake stopped as well, waiting a few feet behind him. "It is useless to us now. Harry said, as defiantly as he could muster. After she finished the spell she brought her hair back to her nose. Pettigrew stared at the snake for a moment before focusing on the cauldron. "May I inquire what was wrong with the garments I brought, so as to better serve you next time?". He wanted to prove that he could. "You," he gasped after a few moments. His simpering had stopped and Harry half suspected she was checking if he was alive. The ghost from the diary that had controlled the basilisk had been male. She peered toward Wormtail. She ignored him, raising up the arm Wormtail had cut and examined it. They hesitated for just a moment before charging at her. Voldemort paid next to no attention, a nearly imperceptible tilt of her head the only indications he heard him. There is plenty I would be able to teach you. "Don't you dare," he said. Either way, I was going to kill you in front of them. So instead she kicked him. He'd heard people talk about Voldemort's charisma, but he never expected humor. He could feel the spell crumbling around him. "But Wormtail, in his infinite wisdom, mutilated his mark. Harry struggled against the magic. Voldemort stared appraisingly at it, before turning back to the mirror, undoing the spell on the gravestone with a flick of her wrist. This word did not send a new pain through Harry's scar. He fell over once he arrived, dropping the cup and his wand and looking around. There were three entrances, excluding the one he and Cedric had burst through. The characters are fairly canon, I feel as though with the things that happen that, perhaps, this may have been how Harry would have actually reacted to things. Thread recommendations using linksub(thread_id)! linkffn(11752324) This is a story with Harry as the main POV, but will sometimes switch to Lord Voldemort or, as she's known in this story, Emily Riddle. Press question mark to learn the rest of the keyboard shortcuts, "Those of Wit and Learning will always find their kind.". Enter them here!" Probably the best fanfiction I have ever read. "What is that," he gagged again, unable to help himself, the force of his cough fighting the magic that held him in place, causing him to shift against her. It got to the point where I would have to force myself not to skip over sections in my haste to get back to their interactions.