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Widow's Vengeance Chapter 11 - Wand
🕑 Added 2021-03-25 15:04:53 +0000 UTCChapter 11 - Wand
Dumbledore's eyes widened to near comical sizes as his gaze suddenly became locked onto the nightmare in front of him, an actual nightmare horse. What in Merlin's name was one doing here, so close to a muggle area? Dumbledore wasn't actually entirely sure where he was now, all he could see was green grass and some trees a short distance away, but he had been near the muggle houses when he had been kidnapped, meaning that the nightmare had been near the area as well. And that was very odd since the very few nightmares out there would do their best to avoid muggles, at least in daytime.
Knight gave Dumbledore a baleful glare, he remembered exactly who this human was, this elderly two legged creature had in the past caused many problems for Knight's beloved master, and it seemed to Knight that the human would intend to do so again. Every fibre of Knight's being itched with the desire to stomp the human's white haired head under his hoof, but he was barely able to restrain himself as he remembered that his Master's female had stated that despite the problems the old man could and would cause, he was more useful to his master alive, at least for now.
"W...what..." Dumbledore coughed once more as he slowly stood up, pulling his wand out and looking at Knight with wary blue eyes, never removing his gaze from the nightmare. "...what do you want?" Dumbledore asked, he wasn't entirely sure how intelligent nightmares were, but was hoping that it - like an acromantula or centaur - was intelligent enough to understand him.
Knight let out an angry snort before he stomped on the ground and charged towards Dumbledore at a frightening speed, Dumbledore reacted with a speed that was beyond what many would expect for a man of his age and cast a shield, Knight didn't crash into as Dumbledore expected since the nightmare had actually jumped over the shield with apparent ease, once he landed he let out a kick with one of his back legs. The kick wasn't so much a strike as it was a push, and it was a gentle push, or at least as gentle as an angry nightmare could make a push kick. Dumbledore went flying forwards and crashed face first into the floor, the old headmaster turned onto his back and quickly fired off a stunner which hit Knight in the side when the nightmare turned to face Dumbledore.
Knight grunted but remained standing, he found it amusing that the elderly two leg thought that he could simply defeat him with a single spell. Knight was a nightmare, a proud and strong nightmare, one that had only gotten stronger since coming into contact with his master, he wouldn't be beaten by a simple stunning spell, even one from a wizard as powerful as Dumbledore.
Dumbledore's face showed his disbelief at the fact that his stunning spell hadn't done much beyond slightly push the nightmare, he knew they were powerful and that his spell wouldn't do much to them but he still expected more damage, after all he was a powerful wizard and was using the elder wand, the most powerful wand in existence, he should have done more damage with his spell. Dumbledore quickly rolled to his feet and shot off several spells of various colours.
Knight jumped out of the way of the first and charged towards Dumbledore, a couple of spells had hit him but he was able to shrug them off and dodge the rest. Once Knight got close enough Dumbledore created a shield to protect himself, though he had wisely learned from the last time he created a shield and this time he made sure his shield covered him in a dome shape. Knight body slammed himself into the shield, the shield shook but managed to stay intact. Knight raised himself onto his back legs and slammed his front legs into the shield before he turned around and began kicking it with his back legs.
Dumbledore gritted his teeth as the nightmare continued to live up to its name and attack his shield, he was very sure that this particular beast was stronger than the average member of its species, or at least he liked to believe it was. He could feel his shield buckling under the creature's brutal assault, he took in a deep breath and crossed his arms over each other. As Knight prepared to strike again Dumbledore spread his arms and the shield shot outwards, blasting Knight backwards, causing a large amount of smoke and dust to shoot out.
Dumbledore waved his wand to get rid of all of the smoke and dust so he could see his opponent, except there was one problem, Knight was no longer in front of him. A sound from behind him alerted Dumbledore to exactly where Knight was, Dumbledore turned around with a spell on the tip of his wand but unfortunately for the old headmaster he wasn't fast enough, he found himself knocked onto the floor. Knight reached down and grabbed Dumbledore's suit collar with his mouth and picked him up to throw him into the air, Dumbledore landed a small distance away, groaning in pain, he was pretty sure that something had broken.
Dumbledore did not get too long to think about it because a couple of seconds later he was knocked onto his front, not even two seconds after that a hoof smashed down on the elbow of his wand arm, causing Dumbledore to scream in pain as he felt his bones shatter. Though Knight was not focused on that, even if he did enjoy the screams of pure unadulterated pain coming from the elderly two leg.
No, Knight's focus was on the wand that Dumbledore had dropped, Knight recognised the wand. He knew that the humans normally referred to it as the 'death stick' or the 'elder wand', but Knight didn't care about that. He cared about the fact that this wand was the wand that his master used, the one that most definitely belonged to his master, Knight had seen his master use it so many times, he was positive that this was the same one. Knight remembered hearing that this wand was more powerful than any other wand in existence, that was something which filled Knight with a large amount of pride, knowing that Harry, his brilliant master, owned the best wand in the world. Though with that pride came a surge of anger from the fact that this old man was using his beloved master's wand. Knight grunted before lifting his leg off of Dumbledore's arm and then bringing it straight back down onto the man's hand, smashing all twenty-seven bones in Dumbledore's hand, earning a new wave of screams from the headmaster. Knight grunted as he removed his hoof, he went down and picked up the wand in his mouth.
"N...no..." Dumbledore weakly said as he saw the black nightmare pick up the elder wand. Knight turned his back on Dumbledore and made sure to kick some dirt into the old headmaster's face before he ran off at an impressive speed.
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"So," Clint began speaking as he, Natasha and Harry were in their back garden. "you've told Harry everything?" He asked Natasha with a raised eyebrow.
"I've told him about Knight and magic." She corrected, though she took great care to make it sound like it was simply a 'yes' to Clint's answer.
"Oh, okay." Clint nodded, understanding what she was saying. He turned to Harry and gave him a smile. "Glad you know, now we can practise magic together." He added with a grin.
"Oh, me and Natasha have already practise a bit together." Harry admitted.
"Really?" Clint asked, looking between the two of them.
"Yeah," Natasha nodded with a smile. "Harry was able to levitate something already."
"What? Really?!" Clint's jaw dropped as he looked at Harry with disbelief. "It took me days just to be able to levitate anything."
"It wasn't anything heavy," Harry said, his cheeks turning slightly red. "it was just a pencil, and it took me hours and hours to do it. I still can't levitate anything heavier than that." He added in a disappointed voice, Natasha had told him that it would take hard work and a lot of practise to do magic without a wand but he had still been hoping to be able to do more than levitate a stupid pencil.
"You should still be proud of yourself," Natasha told Harry. "you have managed to get the spell faster than Clint and I were able to do. Now you just need to keep practising so you can lift heavier stuff."
"Yeah, but I still thought that I would at least able to lift more than a pencil by now." Harry said with a small sigh. "I..." Harry paused and suddenly turned towards the fence, Natasha and Clint followed his gaze and watched as a couple of seconds later Knight leaped over the fence and landed in the garden. Knight's gaze moved all over the garden until he spotted the three, he ignored Natasha and Clint and bounded towards Harry and stopped in front of him like an overgrown puppy.
Knight bent his head down, holding the wand in front of Harry. Harry blinked before extending his hand, Knight dropped the wand into Harry's hand and decided to reward himself by rubbing his head against Harry's until Harry started petting him.
"Is this for me?" Harry asked, one hand petting Knight while the other gestured to the wand in his hand. Knight let out a grunt and snort which Harry took to mean 'yes, yes that is for you'. "Oh, thank you." Harry said, not really knowing what else to say.
"Harry, that's a wand!" Clint said in an excited voice. "He got you a wand!"
"Oh." Harry breathed as he looked down at the odd looking stick in his hand, as he took a good look at it he could see that it was definitely not just a normal stick. He could barely believe it, in his hand he held a wand, an actual wand, a real life wand. "Thank you." Harry said once again to Knight who looked quite pleased with himself, as Harry's emerald green eyes stared into scarlet red ones he felt something go through his head.
"Harry?" Natasha spoke up when she saw Harry's body shift. "Are you okay?"
"I...I think so," Harry said as he turned to her. "I...I was looking at Knight and then...I think he did something."
"What do you mean?" Clint asked with a frown.
"I...it's hard to explain but it feels like he said something to me." Harry said, hoping that they didn't think he was crazy.
"What did he say?" Natasha asked.
"He told me to give myself a little cut and let the blood drop onto the wand, if I do that then it will properly work for me, he said it belonged to a family of mine...he said their name was...'Peverell'." Harry said with a frown, "Does that mean anything to either of you?"
"Not really," Natasha lied as she looked back and forth between the wand and Knight, she was tempted to tell him what she knew but decided to hold off until later. "hmm, maybe we should do what Knight says."
"What?" Harry blinked at her. "You want me to cut myself?"
"No, I don't want you to do it but we should try it out." Natasha replied.
"Don't worry," Clint said to Harry, "we'll make the smallest cut you could possibly make, then if anyone asks you can just say you fell over and grazed yourself or something like that." Clint said before he paused. "Hmm, I'll get the knife." He said before he turned and walked back to the house.
"Did he just say knife?" Harry asked Natasha, disbelief evident in his voice.
"Don't worry," Natasha said, placing a comforting hand on Harry's shoulder, "we'll make it as painless and small as possible." she said.
Natasha wasn't sure what to think, she hadn't been expecting for Knight to have simply grabbed the elder wand and bring it back to Harry. Natasha knew it was very, very unlikely for Knight to have stolen it in a subtle and discreet way, the horse just simply didn't do that if he could help it. Right now she suspected that Professor Dumbledore was likely being treated by a healer or taken to a healer, it was possible but very unlikely for Knight to have left the old man unharmed. Natasha simply hoped that Knight had not actually killed Dumbledore, because despite all of the man's flaws and all of the problems he would cause - and of course all of the problems he had already caused - the man had his uses and needed to be alive, for now at least.
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A.N: Hi guys, I originally had a longer fight scene between Dumbles and Knight but I had lost part of it during the writing process. I hope that this fight scene is good enough as it is.
Comments
Scott Harvey
Blood keyed to Harry yesss also are we going to see another flashback or two in the next chapter about Harry and Natasha getting married or dating perhaps both?
Mark Hernandez
Dumbledore got his ass kicked by a horse... a angry magical horse but a horse nonetheless... that was wonderful on so many levels I can’t even explain it. It was great
Rebac
Awesome!!
Christian Jeffress
Absolutely awesome and very fun, Dumbledore got stomped! Literally! LOL
Revanshan2077
Rock on knight
