The secret blog and the unforgivable curse

(This post is a deviation from the common theme of this blog. If you have not read my other blog or the Harry Potter series, then I'll recommend you to skip this post)

I knew this day would come… I always suspected he knew… but I was not looking forward to the day when we’ll come face to face.. I walked down the dark corridor .. there was a certain chill in the air.. I don’t know how long I walked.. may be five minutes .. may be five hours… I had lost the sense of time…

and then suddenly I could see him.. a dark figure was sitting behind the desk .. the red eyes clearly visible even in the dark….

He saw me.. the lips curled slightly to show that he was finding the situation amusing… “so you are here.. I knew you wouldn’t refuse to come.. not that you had the choice.. sit down”.
I disliked being told what to do.. so I decided to keep standing.. in any case I felt better protected that way. “No thanks.. so why did you want to see me”…

“Ah! Right into the heart of things.. I liked the attitude.. we would have been great together in one team”

I had already calmed myself… the fear of unknown was no longer there.. “I never liked you P*****.. I would have never worked with you.. get to the point quickly”

His eyes got narrower.. “I heard that you are writing a blog on me”

“Yes”
“Why?”
“Some of my friends find it very funny”
“And what do you think has happened to my reputation”

I almost laughed. “ You never had a reputation P*****, in any case the blog is not public.. I never display the URL on my profile.. only my friends know the URL and only they can read it”

“Give me the URL”

“No.. I can’t .. it’s not for you”

He raised his hand… I was too slow to react.. He shouted “Crucio” … several things happened at the same time..

The curse hit me in full blow.. the chillness I was feeling before was gone.. the night was getting hotter.. There was a loud crack as if someone had just apparated .. and the cracking noise was enough to wake up the portrait of Sirus’s mom… she started screaming… not the usual screams like “scum.. mudblood”… but she was screaming as if she was in pain.. that was unusual…

What was more unusual was the state I was in.. I knew the crucio curse has hit me and was expecting severe pain all over my body.. but the pain was there only in my left hand..

I knew the time had come .. I looked up at the figure… he seemed to have been slightly distracted by Sirus’s mom’s screams.. I had just enough time to fire one curse.. I didn’t know which one to use.. nobody had told me

Then it suddenly came to me.. of course.. I was stupid not to think of that before.. I raised my wand and shouted “Yippee Ki Yay M*&%$^%$^”.. nobody in Hogwarts knew this curse. I had learned this from John McClane.. the LAPD cop from Die Hard series…the curse hit him on the chest.. he fell back from the chair.. I charged ahead.. not sure what to expect.. he opened his mouth.. but no words came out of it.. he whistled . a strange loud whistle that echoed everywhere in the still night.. I knew he was calling someone and I had to run.. but I was losing my sense.. the pain in the left hand was killing me.. I fainted…

I forced myself to open my eyes … I was not sure where I was.. I could still hear the screams coming from the portrait of the Sirus’s mother. .. where was I……..

And then to my great disappointment I realized what has happened.. I was still sleeping in my apartment.. the Harry Potter book lied next to my bed.. the pain was coming from my left hand because I was sleeping on it, not enough to kill me though…

the night has become hotter not because of the curse , but because of the power cut.. the fan and ac in my room were off….the source of the cracking sound, that I thought was the sound of someone apparating, was the stabilizer of my ac which switched off automatically as the power went..

but the screams? Ah, that was coming from my inverter which got overloaded and the buzzer went off.. and then I heard the whistle again.. the security guard outside my house was patrolling the campus..

So I was a muggle again ..*sigh*.. it all seemed so real.. the “jiju blog” that I write secretly… the Die Hard movie dialog to kill him..

I was feeling very low again… my throat was dry.. but I was too lazy to get up and fetch the bottle from fridge.. I shouted “Acio Bottle”.. ahh !! nothing happened.