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Chapter 2: Revenge of the Sith

Harry was angry. None of his friends had written to him. Not even Daphne, Neville, Ron, or Hermione, who loved to write letters. But suddenly there was a pop.

"Fuck!" Harry swore as he hit his head on the dresser in surprise.

"Dobby has come to tell Harry Potter not to come to Hogwarts this year." The strange creature said to Harry.

"But all my friends will be there and quidditch? Wood'll count on me as seeker again." Harry said trying not to get caught with the thing in his room. Harry wondered to himself what it even was."Go AWAY!" Harry said in a sharp whisper.

"The friends that didn't write to you?" Dobby said before slamming his head into the dresser.

"STOP! You're gonna get me caught!" Harry said in a whisper. "Wait how do you know that my friends didn't write to me?!" Harry said quietly but with anger present in his voice.

Dobby shyly held up all the letters that his friends wrote to him. On top was a letter from Ron and Ginny that was dated at 6/01… that was a day after school was out!

Harry started to get angry. "Dobby!" He began, but Dobby pushes out of his room and ran downstairs, towards where his horrid aunt and uncle had company downstairs. Harry chased after him. Dobby was hovering a cake that his aunt had made.

"Say you won't go to Hogwarts." Dobby mouthed at Harry. Harry shook his head back, and Dobby just moved the cake over the head of one of the guest and dropped it over her head, then vanishing away with a pop. Harry just put his head in his hands seeing as he wasn't getting out of trouble with this one.

Later that week

Harry knew there was no way he could get to Hogwarts now. His relatives had boarded up his door and put bars on his window. It was late at night and Harry was meditating as Dumbledore had recommended. Harry tried to lose himself in his magic, but the one thing that kept coming back to him was Daphne. He hadn't felt anger as much recently, but his yearn to see her again wouldn't go away. Suddenly he heard a knock on the window. He looked out and saw a flying car sitting out of his window. Fred, George, and Ron were sitting in the car waving at Harry to join them. They quickly attached a rope to the bars and pulled them off. Harry grabbed his trunk and owl and jumped into the car, while waving at his uncle as he burst into his room.

When they arrived at the Weasley's house, he was greeted by an amazing sight, dishes doing themselves. Harry laughed to himself, hoping he wouldn't ever have to do dishes after he was allowed to do magic. He was then met by an angry women looking at the Weasleys.

"YOU LEFT WITHOUT A NOTE, BEDS EMPTY. YOU SCARED THE SHIT OUT OF ME! YOUR BROTHERS WERE NEVER THIS IRRESPONSIBLE!" The woman he thought was Mrs. Weasley yelled.

"But Mum!" Ron whined, " Harry was locked up behind bars… AND he didn't answer anybody's letters!" Ron said trying desperately to escape without trouble as an elder Weasley enter the room.

"Arthur your sons took the car all the way to Harry's house! Tell them off please." Mrs. Weasley said as she started bringing the things over for breakfast.

"Really boys! How did it fly?" said before receiving a slap on the head from Mrs. Weasley. Ginny then sat down to eat with the rest of them.

Later that day

Harry was tired. He had met Gilderoy Lockhart and he'd had an "exciting" adventure with Malfoy and his dad. Harry went to put his books in his trunk only to see the pile of letters Dobby had withheld from him. He read through them all, but only one letter really got through to Harry. It was a letter from Daphne. He kept it in his trunk before disposing of the rest of them. He took out his quill to write return letters to everyone before deciding it wasn't worth it. He'd see them tomorrow, and he'd get the shit beaten out of him tomorrow also for not returning any letters. He fell asleep there, sitting at Ron's desk.

The next morning he woke up, and calmly walked down stairs while everyone else was hurrying to find everything they needed for Hogwarts. Harry took a seat at the table and picked up a piece of toast from the plate.

"Morning Harry dear!" Molly shouted from the kitchen. Harry mumbled something back as he ate before getting dressed and joining the Weasley's for the ride to the train station. When they arrived, everyone ran through to the platform and Harry and Ron were last. Ron and Harry went together and smashed into the wall.

"What the fuck! It isn't even time for the train to leave!" Harry shouted. Ron put up a finger. Harry quickly realized that they were around muggles.

"Let's just take the car." Ron stated as they both walked back. The ride was smooth minus the landing. All the students watched as the car flew into a tree and Harry and Ron were launched out of the car. "My parents are gonna bloody kill me!" Ron stated in fear as the car went into the forbidden forest. Harry lead Ron into the school. They were met with an angry looking Snape. Ron and Harry shared a look that was 'We're about to be sent to Hell!'

"Where were you two? Oh wait I forgot Potter needed a flashy entrance didn't you boy! I think you should be expelled but that is for your head of house to decide!" Snape said angrily as he lead them to the feast. They were lead past the tables up to the teacher's table. "These two boys just crashed a car into the Womping Willow! I feel that being expelled would be a proper punishment." Snape said as the entire Great Hall was silent.

"Ah Severus! Well maybe you may find the punishment proper. But a months detention should be fine punishment shall be fine for these two considering that you won't do it again will you?" Harry and Ron shook their heads as Professor McGonagall looked on expectantly. Harry and Ron returned to their seats. Harry didn't talk to anybody but Fred and George did congratulate them on the prank. Harry was dreading breakfast tomorrow when he'd inevitably have to face angry girls.

The Next Morning

"Ron I'm telling you we need to skip breakfast! We'll get killed by all of them!" Harry begged Ron to go get some food from the kitchens that he'd discovered on accident.

"We'll be fine! It's not like you didn't write to them and explain about the house Elf!" Ron countered eager to meet back up with everyone. Harry gave Ron a look and Ron looked back startled. "That's your fault! You're gonna get murdered not me!" Ron said as he and Harry walked toward the Great Hall. Harry just sighed as they walked in and took their place between their friends. Harry purposely forgoed sitting between Daphne and Neville and instead sat on the end next to Ron. He was met by several angry looks.

"Daphne can you pass some toast?" Harry said trying to make some small talk. He was met with several glares again. " I guess I'll do it myself," he said as he walked over and picked up a piece of toast. "Can you guys not all stare at me? Listen it wasn't my fault there was a House Elf that took all your letters. I never received them! It was to make me not want to go to Hogwarts this year." Harry stated in between bites of toast.

"You still could've written!" Susan said. Harry was surprised she and Hannah usually didn't contribute much to the conversation.

"My window was locked!" Harry countered as he walked back over to grab toast.

"I'm tired of you feeding us all bull shit! You never let anyone in, you always don't want anyone hurt! That's really why you didn't write! You don't actually care about any of us! We're all just Harry Potter's sidekicks! You know we all sat together at the feast! I even had someone go over and ask you but you wouldn't have any of it! You didn't talk to anyone but your admirers the entire time. Well you forgot about us! Your sidekicks aren't gonna take it anymore." Daphne said with a growl as she made a motion for everyone to follow her. Everyone but Neville and Ron got up. Ron gave Harry a look that entailed I feel bad for you in its entirety before he and Neville had left. Neville turned around quickly.

"She thought you had died. She was so happy to see you again only to have you not even look at us. She cried and ran off during supper. I think they all cried a little. You hurt her… a lot… she thought that we all had a bond after last year and then, she felt you broke it like that. I'll get an earful if I go and sit with them you know. I defended you. I knew you wouldn't and I was right. She's torn apart. You need to confront her." Neville said in a bout of wisdom. Harry was quiet for the rest of breakfast. He had his first lesson with Dumbledore this year today. He pulled out his plasma blade and the book Dumbledore had given him to read. It was a book translated from Latin, interesting, but also informative. Harry had read it countless times along with others because of how bored he was, never receiving letters.

Throughout the lesson, Harry's thoughts went to Daphne. The lesson was easy, and Harry payed attention enough to observe the techniques Dumbledore was teaching. In the end, they had a mock duel and Harry lost, however it was much closer than Harry expected, considering he wasn't exactly paying attention.

"Harry my boy you've gotten much better but you still have much to learn. You weren't paying attention most of class, instead feeling emotions of guilt, which causes suffering. Harry let go!" With that Dumbledore sent Harry off for lunch. Harry would have to go to Defense Against the Dark Arts after lunch. He wondered who the new teacher was because he missed it while he and Ron were getting yelled at. As he walked down to lunch he saw everyone sitting together. There wasn't any space for him. Even Ron and Neville were sitting with them. As Harry looked over he was met with glares from all the girls along with whispers and sympathetic looks from Neville and Ron. Harry leaned down towards them.

"Are they any less angry?" Harry asked hopefully but already knowing the answer. Neville shook his head glumly and Harry received glares all the way back to his seat. Harry felt even worse than he did in his first year before he found Daphne. He felt like he screwed up all of this. And he felt an undeniable rage that was building up but the sadness he felt of losing friends and sitting by himself put out those fires instantly. He received the same glares until the end of the week. His sorrow was replaced by anger and at the end of the week he snapped. They were all leaving together one day after dinner and Harry confronted them. "You know what! Fuck you!" He said angrily as he pointed at Daphne. "You think that I thought of you all as little shits not worth a damn Knut. But your wrong… I thought of you guys as the best damn friends that anyone could hope for. I thought you guys could understand the pain I went through growing up. Never having anyone that loved me. My 'guardians' beat me up. You know that." He nearly yelled as they shook their heads in fear. Even Neville and Ron, who weren't the target of Harry's anger felt fearful. "No you wouldn't… but that doesn't fucking matter. You all should now that I wouldn't purposely hurt a fucking ant! Let alone hurt your feelings. You were supposed to be the ones that I could talk to! But you turned your back on me over something as stupid as god damn letters. Sure I didn't send any, but I never got a single one from you! You don't think I felt the same fucking way you do right now. I thought all my friends didn't care or give a shit about me. And it turns out most of them don't! I'm tired of being pushed around and waiting for you to stop being angry! Because I should feel more angry than you! I've got a fucking Dark lord chasing my tail because I'm the only one that can kill him! So I'm tired of your bull shit over some stupid fucking letters. Grow up! We're fucking 15! I can't believe that only Ron and Neville believed that I never got any letters. Let me rephrase that. I didn't get them until the night before we came to Hogwarts! But that doesn't matter because I never could've gotten letters to you anyway. I'm tired of not being believed. I'll stick with people who will believe me! Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck You, fuck you, fuck you and especially fuck you!" Harry said as he pointed at each of them. "I saved your ass down when I fought Quirrell, Daphne and this is how you repay me! By making a big deal out of a misunderstanding! I'm tired of the bull shit!" Harry roared as he stomped off.

They all shared a scared look as Neville shook his head. "Ya know… I should've saw this coming. He loves you all. Not in a romantic sense. But we're the family he never got to have. The family that got ripped away by Voldemort. Now, by being angry we've again ripped away any sense of family he had." Everyone nodded their heads solemnly as they each went separate ways.

Harry was pissed. He probably made his friends fear him and they wouldn't even be the same around him. But that wasn't the least of it. He felt all the anger he ever felt unleashing around him. It pulled him down, he sank down to a knee as it hurt his head, but that didn't help. His head burned. "Ssss…. kill the mudbloods… release me… use the dark side… it'll provide you the path…" Harry shoved up his occlumency shields as he stumbled back to the common room. He was quite glad that the two that believed him, Neville and Ron, would be in his dorm instead of any traitors. Harry mentally berated himself. He should've just apologized. As soon as he stumbled into the dorm, he fell asleep, into a sleep plagued by nightmares. He dreamed that Daphne had become evil, and threatened to kill everyone and the only way he could stop her was to kill her. But he couldn't, no matter how angry he was with Daphne, he loved her.

Harry quickly realized it was morning, and so he summoned his blade, hid it in his uniform, and got his books ready for class because he had classes today. As he walked down to breakfast, he realized that no one else was in the halls. He was late! He ran off into the Great Hall only to be stared at as Snape was waiting for him.

"You were supposed to be here at 7 AM promptly. You were informed last night." Snape said jousting him with the words.

"I was errr… asleep sir." Harry said knowing he was already in trouble.

"What a lame excuse for a fashionable entrance Potter. Just like your father you know arrogant, you both think you can get away with anything!" Snape ended with a yell. Harry started to get angry as Snape made him a fool in front of the entire school. Harry instinctively shoved Snape back using windless magic, but instantly regretted it, showing it quite clearly on his face. Everyone gasped and pointed at Harry, murmuring about how he dared to use wandless magic and diminish his aptitude for magic. Harry turned to run out the door only to be met by Professor Dumbledore's unapproving face.

"Control your emotions Harry!" Dumbledore stated in a harsh whisper. He motioned for Harry to sit down. Harry looked around, and noticed his 'friends' were sitting together and without a spot for him once more. He growled as he sat at the end of the Gryffindor table alone. He didn't pay attention as Dumbledore announced bullshit about a club in the school. It was for dueling, Harry barely used his wand. But Dumbledore had already told Harry he needed to be a part of it. When Harry heard the club would be headed by Lockhart, he instantly frowned. No one would learn a thing. Harry stopped paying attention once more and started eating once more.

At Dinner

Harry sat down next to Neville on the end with his friends. Everyone looked at him. Harry could feel the fear, anger, and general distaste towards him. It felt like some was even coming from Ron.

"Stop looking at me." Harry said sharply as they all busily looked down at the ground. "This isn't about the fucking letters anymore is it?" Harry said as he felt the anger inside him start to bubble up. He couldn't let it out here. He calmed himself before looking on expectantly, waiting for a response.

"No this was never about that! It's about how everything is about you! You have to face the dark lord! You can't write letters! You had a terrible childhood! You're the hero! You can't think about anyone else! And you can't be a good friend either!" Daphne yelled as the great hall went silent.

Harry just looked on in fear. He couldn't respond because he wasn't there. He was back in the dream about killing all his friends. But this time a voice told him to do it. He watched the same scene unfold as he killed Neville, choked Daphne, then went on, and killed the rest of them. Harry was roughly shook out of his stupor by a worried Neville.

"You okay mate?" Harry just shook his head fearing what he just saw. The Great Hall was still silent. Dumbledore strode right up to Harry and pulled his arm, as if to take him somewhere. Harry followed and still had a look of fear on his face.

"Harry my boy what happened!?" Dumbledore asked clearly disturbed by something.

"I was in a magic vision and… I..I… I killed my friends. All of them. But not just that. Someone told me to and I did it without question. But I wasn't under a curse. I did it of free-will. Professor, I had… joy in it!" Harry said desperately. Dumbledore just shook his head.

"Remember Harry! Magic visions are only things that could happen if things go wrong! They usually don't happen! But what about your shields Harry…" Dumbledore asked impatiently as if he had someplace to be.

"It blew right past them! They didn't do a thing!" Harry said.

"Disturbing, this is. Magic visions that strong are only when things go disturbingly wrong. It would require the most weird circumstances for them to pass. Don't worry Harry they won't happen!" Dumbledore said gravely before shooting him back to dinner. Harry looked over at his friends who weren't even looking at him while the rest of the Great Hall was. He decided then that they were a problem that needed to be dealt with. As in, he needed to fix the friendships or find new friends because this was creating new levels of anger in him, and they were causing these visions and outbursts.

Harry walked over to them and sat down. As the talking returned to the Great Hall. Harry looked over towards the girls that had behaved so coldly towards him since the start of the year. "Listen up. I'm giving you one more chance because I know you deserve it. I've done plenty of things that upset you. I never wanted it to be this way. I loved the way things were before. It may seem like everything is about me, but I never wanted it to be like this. I just want to be a normal Wizard and not have to deal with the Dursleys but that never happens. I need you more than you guys need me for sure. I'm positive that I couldn't ever find anyone who was as caring as you guys were for me. You took me in. I was like an orphan, I had no friends, and I was the gossip of the school. But you didn't care! You still took me in, and I'm so glad you did. I'd never purposely do anything to possibly cause a rift in our relationships. But maybe that's where my fault lies. I'm loyal. Maybe too loyal, and I expected you to understand that, but I shouldn't ask that out of everyone. No one should have to be like me. Loyal to a fault because they're afraid to lose anything remotely good in their life. You guys didn't know that probably, and you'll probably also look on me in shame. He's afraid to lose everything! I mean I shouldn't even be afraid. I'm not allowed to be afraid. It causes me anger and hate that I don't need, in fact I can't even have it. But that's what you guys do! You let me forget all that. But I suppose now hearing this, you'll all feel that I'm a… a… fool. A fool who everyone thinks will become a Dark Wizard. A fool that loves his friends so much he…" At this point Harry started crying. All his emotions combining to make him cry. He shouldn't feel these emotions, but he had to let them out. He forced himself to continue. "A fool whose had dreams of killing you all. But not only that! He had joy in it too!" Harry stopped crying but was looking down at the ground. Somehow he could still feel where they were looking. No one was looking at him. They all looked at each other. He felt wonder, pity, and just about every other emotion flowing in everybody. 'They just need time to think!' Harry hoped. He clung onto that hope as he excused himself from dinner and went to an abandoned classroom. He went in and immediately punched a wall. He stared in shock. He went half through AND his hand wasn't hurt at all.

"Damn! That looked like it hurt!" Neville said as he walked into the classroom. Harry immediately looked away. He strode away and looked off into the distance. He felt several other presences come into the room. Enough to be his friends.

"If you're here to be assholes, then get the hell away from me because I will kill you!" Harry seathed. Harry immediately broke down into sobs realizing what he was doing. He was a monster. No one said a thing, everyone just stared. Harry turned around and began to walk out of the room, however, Ron and Neville grabbed Harry before he could leave. They conjured a seat and sat Harry down, before conjuring a couch that everyone could sit on.

"We're gonna get all our feelings out right now because this is tearing Harry apart!" Neville declared. Harry shot a look of hate towards Ron who snorted at Neville's comment.

"Get the fuck out!" Harry yelled as he grabbed his plasma blade preparing to do something he'd regret.

"Harry! What the fuck has happened to you?" Daphne said disgusted.

You bitches did! You all hate me!" Harry went through many emotions in the statement, including anger, fear, and sorrow. "You know I told myself I wouldn't gain any attachments! They'd tear me apart! And look what they've done! They're making me become what I swore to protect. An angry bastard." Harry yelled the last word with extra accentuation.

Daphne just gasped at hearing that he loves her. But Ginny was quick to jump in before anyone else could. "It's still about you isn't it?" As everyone in the room except Daphne, Harry, and Neville nodded.

If looks could kill, Harry's would as he ignited his plasma blade, ignoring the gasps of all who didn't even know he was a magic wielder. "Sit down Harry!" Neville shouted.

"Enough!" Harry yelled. As he force pushed Neville away. He looked down at himself. Fearing everything he was doing. He wasn't the only one. Ginny, Susan, Ron, Hannah, and Tracey all looked on with fearful looks as well.

Luna made a rare comment at that moment. "I think that Harry should calm down and maybe we should meet him somewhere? Like the Room of Requirement."

"No this has to be done now, putting it off will only make the emotions worse." Daphne said before getting up and putting her arms around Harry, and putting her head in his long black hair (approximately goblet of fire length). Harry dropped his blade, and turned toward Daphne, and cried. He cried for his parents. He cried about the Dursleys. He cried about the prophecy. He cried about his friends. But most of all, he cried, fearing what he could become in the future. Daphne just stood there, and cried with him. She cried about Harry. She cried out the anger she felt for him. She cried out the feelings that were prohibiting Harry from from loving her. Most of all, she cried, because at this moment, she realized she loved Harry. More than anything in the world. Eventually everyone made up, and Harry looked to be less on edge. But only one who knew Harry like Daphne did could see that he was fearful. But it wasn't a fear of anything he had before. It was a fear to lose everyone around him. His 'family'. But Harry eventually got over it.

2 Months Later

Things between Daphne and Harry were quite different. They got into arguments much quicker and they had a general distaste for each other. Harry had went back to normal Harry. But today he felt something was off. He immediately noticed that both Ginny and Ron were gone. He then realized he hadn't seen either of them since Dinner the previous day. Now that he was thinking about it Creevey wasn't bugging him last night. Something weird was going on. Ron had been cool to him. But Harry felt Ron was a bit jealous, but who wouldn't be! He got to wield a laser sword out some sci-fi movie, it was awesome! Harry sat down between Daphne and Neville only to see that Daphne, Neville, and him were the only people within their group to be at Breakfast. In this confused state, Harry was hit in the head by a letter that was dropped off. "Huh!" Harry mumbled as Daphne and Neville laughed at him. Harry shot both of them an annoyed glance.

Dear Harry,

You may not know who I am, in fact it is quite likely. But, since there is a mass murderer whose after you, I thought now would be the best time for this. I was one of your dad's friends while he was in school. Cherish your time there Harry, it blows bye. But, everyone may think that Sirius Black is a murderer and that he's evil. However, he sent me a letter before he went off and 'killed' the muggles. He never killed them. He was just after Peter Pettigrew, the true reason your parents are dead. Sirius is coming for you, I feel it. But he'll only be there to help. So don't be scared!

Sincerely,

Remus Lupin

P.S. Learn the patronus charm! It'll be sure to help you in the future.

"Where have I heard of the patronus charm?" Harry thought out loud. "Oh it was with Dumbledore!" Daphne just rolled her eyes, while Neville looked quite confused. "Don't roll your eyes at me!" Harry muttered angrily.

"What the fuck is wrong with you two? You're all lovey-dovey, crying on each other's shoulders, and then you go back to hating each other like nothing happened!" Neville said looking between the two of them. Harry glanced sullenly at Neville while all Daphne did was look down at her food.

Harry was quite angry with Daphne, but it was all currently masked by sorrow. "It's kinda my fault?" He said quickly.

"Yeah it's your fault that nothing can be about anybody except you!" Daphne yelled at him. Harry looked sullen once more.

"I don't want it to be like this! I never did. I hate being the center of attention." Harry said while looking at the ground.

"Yeah while maybe you should get your head out of your ass and pay attention to things going on!" Daphne yelled before stomping out.

Harry looked over to Neville. "I think I did something that made her angry. I just said it was my fault to appease her. She stops at nothing to make me feel miserable." Harry said feeling as if he was drowning in sorrow. Harry was pulled out by a messenger telling him to go to Dumbledore's office.

Harry walked right up after breakfast. "Ah Harry! I believe we have much to talk about today! You have a couple questions, I can tell, so today those will be answered to the best of my ability." Dumbledore states from his desk.

"Okay, first I'd like to learn how to cast a patronus." Harry said remembering the letter. Dumbledore smiled and led him over.

"The incantation is Expecto Patronum. But as you know, you need an extremely happy memory to go with it. I suppose you don't need the incantation though. So watch me cast one than focus on producing something similar from your memory." Harry watched as Dumbledore cast a patronus. Harry recalled when he found that his friends were okay and managed to get his patronus to take the form of an animal. A silver stag jumped out from in between his hands and pranced around before dissipating. Dumbledore stood shocked.

"In all my time I never saw anything of the sort! You cast a patronus perfectly your first time!" Dumbledore almost stumbled over the words in surprise. Harry just looked oddly at him.

"It wasn't very hard Professor, but I have some more questions. Well specifically one… so today… err well… I wanted to know about the uh… missing uh… students?" Harry said distractedly as his forehead was burning.

"Well Harry, I shouldn't be telling you this, but the Chamber of Secrets has been opened. The monster within paralyzed two muggle borns and took in several purebloods. The ones that you are friends with. But it won't stop there. It'll keep going. Harry, Hogwarts is going to be shut down." Harry grunted in response as he kept himself steady on the desk, desperately hoping his occlumency would work. He sank down to a knee, but his knee became wet? He was in a graveyard and it was raining outside. He saw a man that looked like a rat of sorts, another man, and someone in a chair. Harry was roughly pulled away. "Harry you must use occlumency!" Dumbledore ranted.

"It doesn't work!" Harry yelled back. "Gah! I'm sorry it hurts my head so much when it happens." Harry said before giving a wave and walking to lunch. He walked into the lunch room and Neville was there alone.

"Where the hell is everyone?" Neville was sitting alone. Harry was just as confused.

"Maybe they're all mad at us for something we did that we don't realize infuriated them?" After that, Neville and Harry just sat in silence. After lunch, Harry went back up to Dumbledore's office for their afternoon session.

"Harry we'll be taking a field trip today. The Chamber of Secrets has claimed victims, and I'll need your help with calming the teacher's down. We'll have to project calming feeling over them." Dumbledore said as he got ready. He and Harry walked down to the "scene of the crime" as Dumbledore called it. As they reached it, Harry could feel the fear emanating from the area. Harry and Dumbledore walked between the teacher's and were met with a writing in blood.

The heir of Slytherin has arisen! Taken are those that have the purest of blood! Kill the mudbloods, we will! Opened again, the Chamber of Secrets! Prepare for those unworthy to be purged. The worthy will reign!

There was a list left under the writing. Harry picked it up. It read "Hannah Abott, Susan Bones, Tracey Davis, Luna Lovegood, Ginny Weasley, Ron Weasley, Daphne Greengrass, Draco Malfoy, Ernie McMillan, Lavender Brown, Neville Longbottom, Terry Boot" Everyone except Neville was crossed off, and both Neville and Daphne had underlined under their names.

"Professor! I need to find Neville, he's in danger!" Harry yelled. Dumbledore just nodded as Harry sprinted off. He looked around the hallways as he ran around. Kids were switching classes at the moment making it slightly more difficult to get around. Harry ran to the Gryffindor common room first, but Neville wasn't there. He ran to Potions, which was the class Neville should be in, but he wasn't there. He never made it. Harry sank to his knees right there in the classroom. This heir of Slytherin has taken every single one of his friends. Most of them had been taken but Hermione was petrified. Harry just walked back slowly to Dumbledore's office, knowing that he was waiting there for Harry's return. Harry felt lost. He wasn't angry or sad or even fearful. He felt no emotion. He walked into the office and for the first time in awhile truly payed attention to Dumbledore's lesson. The lesson was quick, however Harry was still the last student to dinner. He noticed a large space of seats missing before quickly realizing that's where his friends should be. He quickly took a seat at the end of the Gryffindor table alone.

Meanwhile

"My lord all of Harry Potter's friends have been dealt with. I also took the other kids you wanted." A mysterious man noted.

"Very good, very good!" Said a voice from the chair. The voice was raspy and sounded similar to a snakes.

"What shall I do know my lord?" The man asked the voice.

"We shall wait Crouch! I shall rise again, and they'll all see me kill Potter!" The voice notes before cackling. "Potter shall feel our revenge!" The voice just cackled again before dismissing the man.

There is part 1 of the first part of year 2! What a mouthful. Well I rewrote a lot of this because it felt too forced. I originally didn't want Harry to be alone, but later on, it doesn't work that well. Soon, we'll get introduced to another character, who'll have an evolving role in the future. Originally I had Harry and Daphne getting together but it doesn't work. I can't get that to fit in as well as I want it to. Plus, I was really into writing that argument for some reason, it was relaxing. I'm still looking for do writers and beta readers so please do contact me if you're interested. Otherwise just leave a review on any way you think that I can fix this! I won't care if you flame because Haters gonna hate so… but please do leave constructive criticism, it helps always. I think that this is going to have to go longer than the original 4 years I had planned. But that's okay, it'll give me room to deviate from the original Harry Potter story. Or more than I'm doing right now I guess? Also before anybody says Harry is too angry or anything, the anger he feels isn't just from the recent events, but it's from the Dursley's and other infuriating events. But anyway thanks for reading all of this if you've made it this far! Happy New Year!