Darkness Lies Within Me.

Rated: R or M

A snarry story. Which means this is a Harry and Severus romance story and that means slash.

If you don't like don't read. Trust me you don't need to torture yourself. lol

A/N: Just to clear up any confusion this chapter is after Remus saves Harry from the cabin and they are now at Hogwarts. Remus is finding out some very important information from Albus while Harry lies in the hospital wing with Madam Pomphrey.

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Chapter 2

"Albus you should have seen him." Lupin shuddered as he spoke to the old man across from him as he remembered what he saw down there in the cabin. "Harry would have been better with Bellatrix for Gods sake."

Albus took of his glasses and pinched the bridge of his nose with a pained expression he looked back up at Lupin.

He had never looked so old as he did now in the room.

"I've failed him." Albus whispered softly to nothing in particular.

"No I did Albus. You see after James and lily died I used to go and check up on Harry every month. You know just to see how he was doing. I wanted to make sure that he was happy. You know but every time I saw him he wasn't. He seemed quite miserable in fact." Lupin confessed.

"Why didn't you say anything Remus?" Albus asked.

"Because after a while he seemed to actually go with it like it wasn't a big deal. Like he didn't care about it. So I let it be."

Looking out the window Remus muttered to both himself and Albus " I just figured that if things were really bad, that if he was in any sort of danger, he would come to us and tell us. I never thought he would keep this abuse a secret."

Albus snapped his head around to Remus. "What did you say?"

"I just said that I would have figured he would have said something about the abuse and not kept quiet about it." He replied confusedly.

" No no no. Before that." Albus said.

Standing up he began to pace in front of his bookcase before rummaging through the numerous volumes that looked rather ancient.

"Ah Ha!" He exclaimed, holding up a dusty scroll that looked as if it had seen better days.

Remus looked on with a dazed expression.

Rolling out the scroll on his desk, Albus skimmed over it looking for a certain section.

Looking up to peer at Remus over his spectacles Albus thought out loud for a second. "If what you say is true about his behavior and with what we have seen of it at school then we could have a really big problem on our hands."

"What do you mean?"

"I think Harry has locked away half of himself."

"I'm sorry what?"

"Every person, every living thing, is born with two sides. There, in essence, is a dark side and a light side. Everything is both. You are dark and light. I am dark and light. Everyone is both dark and light. We control both of our sides. We are basically whole."

Remus watched Albus as he went though the book case again and pulled out an even older scroll.

Gently laying it down beside the first scroll, Albus once again opened it and handed it to Remus so he could see the picture that had been etched into it.

"Their twins." He said.

"No their not." Albus stated. "They are the same person."

"What do you mean?" Remus asked. "Is this a portrait?"

"Look at the face on each of them Remus, and tell me what you see."

Remus looked.

"I don't see anything different."

"You should. Especially with that keen eyesight of yours. Look closer. Look at the eyes the facial structure. The attitude in the way his body is postured. Look at him." Albus replied excitedly.

Remus looked again.

The man in the right was tall. He had his hair tied behind his back and he was dressed in viking wizarding clothes. He looked normal. Like a nice everyday working viking wizard. The man on the left he noticed, had sharper eyes, a cruel hook in his mouth and a defensive posture, as apposed to the calm and relaxed way the man on the right was standing.

Remus looked up at Albus. "The one on the left looks kind of cruel, more confident and more of a fighter than the one on the right. I don't get it Albus. What is it exactly that you want me to see? Who is he?"

"That man right there was a viking farmer. He had a wife and seven kids. In his town he was a respected man. He was a great fighter and served his lord well. He helped build almost all of the buildings and was revered as a very gentle and honest man. His name was Arichibald Summerwolf.

But like all men, he had a secret.

As a young boy he lived on a farm with his family. He had a loving but strict father and a doting mother along with three younger siblings and four older siblings. He had two younger sisters, a newborn baby brother and four older brothers. It was a very happy home.

Then one day a band of rogue soldiers set up at his families farm. They seemed nice enough at first. After about two days the soldiers tortured and killed his father. They forced him to watch as they defiled his mother and younger sisters. They took turns beating and raping him. He broke his own baby brothers neck, so he wouldn't have to go through anything, but he couldn't save his younger sisters. They caught him just as he was going to break one of their necks and beat him to the point that he couldn't move or twitch for the immense pain that wracked his body.

He lost both of his parents and his three yournger siblings before his older brothers came by to visit everyone. They got rid of the soldiers but by then it was already too late. Their last remaining brother was already changed in ways they could only imagine.

The oldest took him in and tried to get him to talk about what had happened but to no avail. He just acted normal. Albeit a bit more placent but he was still normal. It was like he had just put it out of his mind and let it all go.

They were very wrong.

He hadn't let it go at all.

A part of him was still in his parents house. That part of him was full of seething rage and unrivaled animosity. He had successfully locked away all of those emotions and only let out the ones that were not connected to that day.

So to everyone else around him he seemed normal.

Until the day he snapped.

Everything was normal. The sun was shining and the sky was blue and everything was just perfect.

Or so it seemed.

That afternoon the Arichibald's house was attacked by a group of bandits. By nightfall none of them were left alive.

Arichibald had let out the dark part of himself he had locked away and in doing so lost control and murdered everyone. The bandits. His wife. His own children. Nothing on his farm was left alive.

In the end he ended up taking his own life after he built pyres for his family."

Remus was stunned speechless.

"There are around six reported cases of these types of incidents and I believe Harry is the seventh. The problem is none of the others survived save for one. Everyone else's repressed side ended up killing them."

"Who was the other survivor?" Remus asked intrigued. "Maybe they can help Harry."

Albus chuckled darkly. "Help him into the grave actually."

"What do you mean, help him into the grave?"

"Exactly what I said. You see Voldemort was the other survivor. Well not exactly. Voldemort locked away his light side. The only way to stabilize himself if it awakens is if he finds his soul mate."

"What do you mean soulmate?" Remus asked.

"You know how everyone is both light and dark and how most everyone has control of both of their sides. Well for the few that only let one side show, they have to have someone of the opposite with them in order to stabilize them. If they are not stabilized they will die or go insane." Albus explained.

"So your saying since Harry is mostly light he has to find someone who is mostly dark inorder to stabalize him?" Remus asked.

"Exactly." Albus said.

"So how the hell are we going to find someone who is mostly dark and is still good and doesn't want to kill, maim or abuse in any way, Harry? How exactly are we going to pull that one off?"

"Oh that's easy Remus. I know just the person to do it."

There was a twinkle in Albus's eye that made Remus wary and sorry for the poor soul he was thinking of.

"Who?" Remus asked. "Who do you have in mind?"

Dumbledore grinned like a Cheshire cat. "Why our very own Professor Severus Snape."

Remus slammed his face into the desk. "This can not end well." He muttered. "This is so not going to end well."

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Chapter 2 end.

Okay this is chapter two ands It is finished. I'm hoping that it has more words than the last chapter. I can't tell because I'm not on microsoft word. I really need to get that. Well I hope you like it and the next chapter will be back in the cabin and before this incident.