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　　　〃And　now…we　duel。〃
　　　Voldemort　raised　his　wand；　and　before　Harry　could　do　anything　to　defend　himself；　before　he　could　even　move；　he　had　been　hit　again　by　the　Cruciatus　Curse。　The　pain　was　so　intense；　so　all…consuming；　that　he　no　longer　knew　where　he　was。。。　White…hot　knives　were　piercing　every　inch　of　his　skin；　his　head　was　surely　going　to　burst　with　pain；　he　was　screaming　more　loudly　than　he'd　ever　screamed　in　his　life…
　　　And　then　it　stopped。　Harry　rolled　over　and　scrambled　to　his　feet；　he　was　shaking　as　uncontrollably　as　Wormtail　had　done　when　his　hand　had　been　cut　off；　he　staggered　sideways　into　the　wall　of　watching　Death　Eaters；　and　they　pushed　him　away；　back　toward　Voldemort。
　　　〃A　little　break；〃　said　Voldemort；　the　slit…like　nostrils　dilating　with　excitement；　〃a　little　pause。。。　That　hurt；　didn't　it。　Harry？　You　don't　want　me　to　do　that　again；　do　you？〃
　　　Harry　didn't　answer。　He　was　going　to　die　like　Cedric；　those　pitiless　red　eyes　were　telling　him　so　。。。he　was　going　to　die；　and　there　was　nothing　he　could　do　about　it。。。　but　he　wasn't　going　to　play　along。　He　wasn't　going　to　obey　Voldemort。。。　he　wasn't　going　to　beg。。。
　　　〃I　asked　you　whether　you　want　me　to　do　that　again；〃　said　Voldemort　softly。　〃Answer　me！　Imperial〃
　　　And　Harry　felt；　for　the　third　time　in　his　life；　the　sensation　that　his　mind　had　been　wiped　of　all　thought。。。　Ah；　it　was　bliss；　not　to　think；　it　was　as　though　he　were　floating；　dreaming　。。。just　answer　no　。。。say　no　。。。just　answer　no。。。
　　　I　will　not；　said　a　stronger　voice；　in　the　back　of　his　head；　I　won't　answer。。。
　　　Just　answer　no。。。
　　　I　won't　do　it；　I　won't　say　it。。。
　　　Just　answer　no。。。
　　　〃I　WON'T！〃
　　　And　these　words　burst　from　Harry's　mouth；　they　echoed　through　the　graveyard；　and　the　dream　state　was　lifted　as　suddenly　as　though　cold　water　had　been　thrown　over　him…back　rushed　the　aches　that　the　Cruciatus　Curse　had　left　all　over　his　body…back　rushed　the　realization　of　where　he　was；　and　what　he　was　facing。。。
　　　〃You　won't？〃　said　Voldemort　quietly；　and　the　Death　Eaters　were　not　laughing　now。　〃You　won't　say　no？　Harry；　obedience　is　a　virtue　I　need　to　teach　you　before　you　die。。。　Perhaps　another　little　dose　of　pain？〃
　　　Voldemort　raised　his　wand；　but　this　time　Harry　was　ready；　with　the　reflexes　born　of　his　Quidditch　training；　he　flung　himself　sideways　onto　the　ground；　he　rolled　behind　the　marble　headstone　of　Voldemort　s　father；　and　he　heard　it　crack　as　the　curse　missed　him。
　　　〃We　are　not　playing　hide…and…seek；　Harry；〃　said　Voldemort's　soft；　cold　voice；　drawing　nearer；　as　the　Death　Eaters　laughed。　〃You　cannot　hide　from　me。　Does　this　mean　you　are　tired　of　our　duel？　Does　this　mean　that　you　would　prefer　me　to　finish　it　now；　Harry？　e　out；　Harry。。。　e　out　and　play；　then　。。。it　will　be　quick　。。。it　might　even　be　painless　。。。I　would　not　know。。。　I　have　never　died。。。〃
　　　Harry　crouched　behind　the　headstone　and　knew　the　end　had　e。　There　was　no　hope　。。。no　help　to　be　had。　And　as　he　heard　Voldemort　draw　nearer　still；　he　knew　one　thing　only；　and　it　was　beyond　fear　or　reason：　He　was　not　going　to　die　crouching　here　like　a　child　playing　hide…and…seek；　he　was　not　going　to　die　kneeling　at　Voldemort　s　feet。。。　he　was　going　to　die　upright　like　his　father；　and　he　was　going　to　die　trying　to　defend　himself；　even　if　no　defense　was　possible。。。
　　　Before　Voldemort　could　stick　his　snakelike　face　around　the　headstone。　Harry　stood　up　。。。he　gripped　his　wand　tightly　in　his　hand；　thrust　it　out　in　front　of　him；　and　threw　himself　around　the　headstone；　facing　Voldemort。
　　　Voldemort　was　ready。　As　Harry　shouted；　〃Expelliarmus！〃　Voldemort　cried；　〃Avada　Kedavra！〃
　　　A　jet　of　green　light　issued　from　Voldemorts　wand　just　as　a　jet　of　red　light　blasted　from　Harry's…they　met　in　midair…and　suddenly　Harry's　wand　was　vibrating　as　though　an　electric　charge　were　surging　through　it；　his　hand　seized　up　around　it；　he　couldn't　have　released　it　if　he'd　wanted　to…and　a　narrow　beam　of　light　connected　the　two　wands；　neither　red　nor　green；　but　bright；　deep　gold。　Harry；　following　the　beam　with　his　astonished　gaze；　saw　that　Voldemort's　long　white　fingers　too　were　gripping　a　wand　that　was　shaking　and　vibrating。
　　　And　then…nothing　could　have　prepared　Harry　for　this…he　felt　his　feet　lift　from　the　ground。　He　and　Voldemort　were　both　being　raised　into　the　air；　their　wands　still　connected　by　that　thread　of　shimmering　golden　light。　They　glided　away　from　the　tombstone　of　Voldemort's　father　and　then　came　to　rest　on　a　patch　of　ground　that　was　clear　and　free　of　graves。。。　The　Death　Eaters　were　shouting；　they　were　asking　Voldemort　for　instructions；　they　were　closing　in；　reforming　the　circle　around　Harry　and　Voldemort；　the　snake　slithering　at　their　heels；　some　of　them　drawing　their　wands…
　　　The　golden　thread　connecting　Harry　and　Voldemort　splintered；　though　the　wands　remained　connected；　a　thousand　more　beams　arced　high　over　Harry　and　Voldemort；　crisscrossing　all　around　them；　until　they　were　enclosed　in　a　golden；　dome…shaped　web；　a
　　　cage　of　light；　beyond　which　the　Death　Eaters　circled　like　jackals；　their　cries　strangely　muffled　now。。。
　　　〃Do　nothing！〃　Voldemort　shrieked　to　the　Death　Eaters；　and　Harry　saw　his　red　eyes　wide　with　astonishment　at　what　was　happening；　saw　him　fighting　to　break　the　thread　of　light　still　connecting　his　wand　with　Harry's；　Harry　held　onto　his　wand　more　tightly；　with　both　hands；　and　the　golden　thread　remained　unbroken。　〃Do　nothing　unless　I　mand　you！〃　Voldemort　shouted　to　the　Death　Eaters。
　　　And　then　an　unearthly　and　beautiful　sound　filled　the　air。。。　It　was　ing　from　every　thread　of　the　light…spun　web　vibrating　around　Harry　and　Voldemort。　It　was　a　sound　Harry　recognized；　though　he　had　heard　it　only　once　before　in　his　life：　phoenix　song。
　　　It　was　the　sound　of　hope　to　Harry。。。　the　most　beautiful　and　wele　thing　he　had　ever　heard　in　his　life。。。　He　felt　as　though　the　song　were　inside　him　instead　of　just　around　him。。。　It　was　the　sound　he　connected　with　Dumbledore；　and　it　was　almost　as　though　a　friend　were　speaking　in　his　ear。。。
　　　Don't　break　the　connection。
　　　I　know。　Harry　told　the　music；　I　know　I　mustn't。。。　but　no　sooner　had　he　thought　it；　than　the　thing　became　much　harder　to　do。　His　wand　began　to　vibrate　more　powerfully　than　ever。。。　and　now　the　beam　between　him　and　Voldemort　changed　too　。。。it　was　as　though　large　beads　of　light　were　sliding　up　and　down　the　thread　connecting　the　wands…Harry　felt　his　wand　give　a　shudder　under　his　hand　as　the　light　beads　began　to　slide　slowly　and　steadily　his　way。。。　The　direction　of　the　beams　movement　was　now　toward　him；　from　Voldemort；　and　he　felt　his　wand　shudder　angrily。。。
　　　As　the　closest　bead　of　light　moved　nearer　to　Harrys　wand　tip；　the　wood　beneath　his　fingers　grew　so　hot　he　feared　it　would　burst　into　flame。　The　closer　that　bead　moved；　the　harder　Harry's　wand　vibrated；　he　was　sure　his　wand　would　not　survive　contact　with　it；　it　felt　as　though　it　was　about　to　shatter　under　his　fingers…
　　　He　concentrated　every　last　particle　of　his　mind　upon　forcing　the　bead　back　toward　Voldemort；　his　ears　full　of　phoenix　song；　his　eyes　furious；　fixed。。。　and　slowly；　very　slowly；　the　beads　quivered　to　a　halt；　and　then；　just　as　slowly；　they　began　to　move　the　other　way。。。　and　it　was　Voldemort's　wand　that　was　vibrating　extra…hard　now。。。　Voldemort　who　looked　astonished；　and　almost　fearful。。。
　　　One　of　the　beads　of　light　was　quivering；　inches　from　the　tip　of　Voldemorts　wand。　Harry　didn't　understand　why　he　was　doing　it；　didn't　know　what　it　might　achieve。。。　but　he　now　concentrated　as　he　had　never　done　in　his　life　on　forcing　that　bead　of　light　right　back　into　Voldemort　s　wand。。。　and　slowly。。。　very　slowly　。。。it　moved　along　the　golden　thread　。。。it　trembled　for　a　moment。。。　and　then　it　connected。。。
　　　At　once；　Voldemorts　wand　began　to　emit　echoing　screams　of　pain。。。　then…Voldemort's　red　eyes　widened　with　shock…a　dense；　smoky　hand　flew　out　of　the　tip　of　it　and　vanished。。。　the　ghost　of　the　hand　he　had　made　Wormtail。。。　more　shouts　of　pain。。。　and　then　something　much　larger　began　to　blossom　from　Voldemorts　wand　tip；　a　great；　grayish　something；　that　looked　as　though　it　were　made　of　the　solidest；　densest　smoke。。。　It　was　a　head。。。　now　a　chest　and　arms。。。　the　torso　of　Cedric　Diggory。
　　　If　ever　Harry　might　have　released　his　wand　from　shock；　it　would　have　been　then；　but　instinct　kept　him　clutching　his　wand　tightly；　so　that　the　thread　of　golden　light　remained　unbroken；　even　though　the　thick　gray　ghost　of　Cedric　Diggory　（was　it　a　ghost？　it　looked　so
　　　solid）　emerged　in　its　entirety　from　the　end　of　Voldemort　s　wand；　as　though　it　were　squeezing　itself　out　of　a　very　narrow　tunnel。。。　and　this　shade　of　Cedric　stood　up；　and　looked　up　and　down　the　golden　thread　of　light；　and　spoke。
　　　〃Hold　on。　Harry；〃　it　said。
　　　Its　voice　was　distant　and　echoing。　Harry　looked　at　Voldemort　。。。his　wide　red　eyes　were　still　shocked　。。。he　had　no　more　expected　this　than　Harry　had。。。　and；　very　dimly。　Harry　heard　the　frightened　yells　of　the　Death　Eaters；　prowling　around　the　edges　of　the　golden　dome。。
　　　More　screams　of　pain　from　the　wand。。。　and　then　something　else　emerged　from　its　tip　。。。the　dense　shadow　of　a　second　head；　quickly　followed　by　arms　and　torso　。。。an　old　man　Harry　had　seen　only　in　a　dream　was　now　pushing　himself　out　of　the　end　of　the　wand　just　as　Cedric　had　done