A/N: This began as a drabble by Polydicta, from her collection, Hidden Tales of the Chamber of Secrets. With her permission, I have transformed her drabble into a chapters-long piece of fan-fiction. I plan on stretching her original plot out, strengthening it and adding more details. This is a Harmony and Manip!Dumbledore fic. The link to her original work is here: www fanfiction net/s/7891035/1/Hidden_Tales_From_The_Chamber_of_Secrets. Take out the spaces and put dots (.) in their place. The drabble I'm using is Chapter 13: Marked As His Equal. I highly suggest giving her work a read. Rated T for now, for language. Reviews are highly welcomed!

Chapter 1: Explanations

Harry Potter and Hermione Granger sat in the Gryffindor Common Room, long after their fellow Gryffindors had gone to bed. Hermione had been waiting, albeit impatiently, for the Common Room to empty so Harry could explain everything to her.

"Okay, Harry," she began, trying to formulate her question. "Please tell me everything. Leave nothing out."

And so the hours-long conversation began, beginning with Harry telling the story of Voldemort killing his parents, and leaving Harry with a scar, and slowly transitioning into Dumbledore's manipulation, before finally telling her of the connection Harry seemed to have with Voldemort…in his widely recognizable lightning bolt-shaped scar.

"There's something else," Harry began. "I think Voldemort has this…connection with me. I think it's because of my scar."

"What do you mean?"

"Well, every time I get this…vision of Voldemort's actions or thoughts, my scar burns, it feels like it's trying to split open."

"So what you are saying is that you share a connection with Voldemort through your scar?"

Harry nodded.

"And don't let's forget this damnable prophesy," Harry said. "…for neither can live while the other survives. Honestly, I don't know if it means Dumbledore or Voldemort. They've both caused so much…anguish and pain for me."

"How do you know about that anyway?"

Harry smiled wanly. "Sirius told me about it. Dumbledore didn't want him to tell me, but he decided to go against the headmaster. Almost as soon as he was resurrected."

Hermione nodded. She was rapidly coming to the conclusion that there were far too many secrets being kept by the so-called Leader of The Light.

"So…Dumbledore wanted Sirius, your godfather, of all people, to keep a prophesy regarding you and someone that either you must kill, or must kill you, a secret?" Hermione asked, incredibly upset at the thought that someone, Dumbledore especially, would hide something like that from Harry.

"Yeah, but like I told you, Sirius didn't listen. He told me anyway."

"Merlin, he's thick," she began. "Okay, back to Voldemort…so he's been sending you dreams and visions?"

Harry nodded again, unsure where Hermione was leading with this.

"And he's marked you as his equal? You share a connection and now you share his blood too?"

"Yes, I told you after the Triwizard Tournament. 'Blood of the enemy, forcefully taken'."

"Harry, I've got an idea."

"What is it?" He was starting to get hopeful that she had a sure-fire way to bring Voldemort or Dumbledore (whichever, he wasn't particular) down.

"You can send him dreams and visions. The blood protections on your relatives' house are useless and Dumbledore reckons your secret weapon is love, right?"

"Erm…yeah."

"Harry … I have a confession to make … "

She leaned forward and kissed him on the lips. A chaste kiss, to be sure … tentative, questing ,,,

The look of shock on Harry's face was rapidly replaced with something more gentle. A tender look that was so fitting and yet so alien to his features.

A/N: I know, cliffhanger. I have a method to my madness, I swear. The timeline I'm going by in the original piece moves fairly quickly. In order to stretch this into several chapters, I have to find a stopping point, and this seemed to be as good as any. I haven't written a good-sized fic from a drabble at this point, so this is a first for me. Any feedback would be greatly appreciated. Also, the basic plot of this story is NOT mine. That honor belongs to Polydicta. I am merely using her plot and the majority of her dialogue to create a longer piece of fan fiction. All credit goes to her for the plot and dialogue, and all credit for the characters and places belong to JK Rowling. ~DrarryDramioneGirl