A/N Hello! I hope you enjoy, it was a random beginning for as it just popped into my head and wouldn't leave as I was writing chapter 20 for We're WHAT? I hope everyone enjoys this story as well. :D

- Sly

It was just at the end of the school year of his sixth year, Albus had told him everything just hours before he had Severus who agreed to murder him. Sixth year was over and filled with the greatest tragedy of all his time in the wizarding world.

How the next few months would play out was different. He had promised Dumbledore that if Severus survived the oncoming war that Harry would protect him, for where Dumbledore had failed Severus in many ways. Harry had not understood that, he was still trying to forgive Snape for reporting the prophecy back to Voldemort.

He was told everything about every h? that was inside of him. He didn't quite understand what he was to do about that other than he may have to died as well, just to rid the world of that snake face. Harry didn't understand why his life had to be the one that was difficult and confusing almost all the time.

They had boarded the train hours ago, Harry had been staring out the window all this time just thinking. "Harry?" He heard the feminine voice his friend Hermione, and saw Ron looking worry some at him. "What's wrong?" Nothing? Would that be an understatement to how the next year would be going? He had all of summer to figure out weather or not he needed to return to Hogwarts, and he didn't want to drag Ron and Hermione away with him if he choose not to go back come the fall. "Nothing, just have a lot on my mind that's all." They nodded still with the same worried looks on the faces.

"You know, mate we are here for you should you want to talk."That time it was Ron," I know, Ron. But really it's nothing, just a lot of stuff that's no need for you to worry over me for." Harry gave them a reassuring smile, but he knew it was only a lie to convince them and maybe even himself that nothing was wrong.

It wasn't long after that short conversation he had with the two of them, that the sky started getting darker, the wind was relentless, but no rain was coming down. Harry turned his head back to his friend who were staring back at him.

Hermione gasped and all the color had drained from Ron's face as well as hers. It was Ron that started to speak in stammers, "Harry, your scar." He took his hand and rubbed, when he pulled his hand back down there was blood on his hand. There was blood leaking from it, but there had been no pain, no searing pain what so ever as there had been before. It was Hermione this time, she was pointing out the window. Harry snapped his head back and saw the death eater mark hanging over the Hogwarts Express Train.

It was then that the train came to a screeching halt flinging him into Ron and Hermione, who was sitting across from him. "Fuck!" Harry swore as hitting his nose just between his two friends. "Are you two okay?" He asked holding his nose and noticing his glasses were smashed. He winced when he went to squint at them. "We are, are you?" As much as he watched to be an ass. He moved his hands from his nose, "Do I look okay to you?" He asked as a gush of blood came down outside his nose. "Oh Harry." It was then that he felt his nose being healed.

"Thanks 'Mione." Harry said, "Can you do something about my glasses please." He squinted to see her nod, "Thanks." As he heard the the spell that she done for him the first time they had met.

It was then that he felt his blood run cold, and a hot of pain run through his scar. "Harry!" His friends shouted. Even with the searing pain in his head , Harry lifted his hands and placed them over his friends mouths. "Shhhh, I'm fine." He said with a grimace crossing his features.

It wasn't long after that that he could hear the screams of his fellow students being tortured with the c curse. The death eaters were looking for him on the train, they knew it would be the best time to attack him. Because he was defenseless, as he left school and still underage for another month.

He heard the voice of Bellatrix, he became enraged just by the sound of her voice. She was the reason that Sirius was gone, it was her that cast the killing curse that killed him and sent him through the veil. "Where oh where is the icky little Potter, come out to plaaayaa." She sang, Harry griped his wand in hand. It was then that he remembered the potions that Snape had given him, they weren't necessarily poly juice potions, but a potion that would temporally change your appearance should need be. "Here you too, take these." He handed them to his friends. His friends looked up at him questionably. "Just trust me and take them okay, and remember I love you both." Harry said standing up as the pain and subsided in his head. "Harry, don't do this." He held his hand up to Hermione.

"It it means saving everyone on this train from being tortured, and possibly murdered. I'm going out there to fight, but I need you two safe, because a time will come when I will need you both and I couldn't stand myself if you two didn't get back to your parents. So hurry up and take the potions okay?" He said looking at his friends who had defeated looks on their faces. "Just come back to us okay." Ron spoke and patted him on the shoulder. "I'll try, but even I can't promise anything." He gave a sad smile. "Just remember I love you both." Before pushing the door if the car he was in open with his invisible cloak over him. Giving his friends one last look as they took the potion. Their features would change temporally, and hopefully they'd be safe before it wore off.

He listened for Bellatrix voice, again. He heard someone screaming in pain, it sounded like Ginny. He ran that way, "Leave her alone!" He spoke firmly at Bellatrix and Lucius Malfoy. "Look Luce who came out to play finally!" She spoke giddily, "We can't kill him, remember that Bella. Our Lord wants him alive." Lucius spoke eloquently.

"Well at least I can make little icky Potty squeal." She watched as Lucius nod. "You made our job much more easier Potter." Malfoy spoke walking around Harry, who had already let his cloak fall off of him. "Harry just leave while you still can." He heard Ginny whimper out. "I'm not leaving!" He hollered at Ginny, "It's me that they want, it's me they'll get." Harry growled. No more will suffer because of him, no more would die if he could help it.

"Oh poor wittle Potter, so sad he's lost all his family." She mocked him, with an evil crazy grin playing on features. She was getting to him with everything that said, it was what she wanted. "Crucio" he hissed out, but it had none of the power it needed. "Oh you little weakling, poor wittle Potter can't get angry enough to cast his first unforgivable." She teased as she got closer to him, poking him with her want. "Want to feel how it should be done." She whispered in his ear, "Crucio!" She screamed with the crackly of laughter breaking the air. He saw the looks on Ginny's face and everyone else that was in her compartment. He was withering in pain on the floor, he didn't know how long he had been placed under it. The last thing he remembered was Ginny screaming his name.

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