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Chapter 2

That night, while Harry's body lay peacefully in his new room at Number Twelve, his mind was throwing some of the most distressing images that he had ever seen into his dreams.

He dreamt of the graveyard, but not the graveyard he remembered. This was a hundred times worse as he saw it not from his perspective, but from the perspective of the man who he was beginning to think of as his ultimate foe, Tom Riddle.

Harry watched in a sort of stunned fascination as the events unrolled, mentally wincing as he relived some of the dark lord's emotions including the sadistic glee and strength that he felt from his new body.

When the pitiful excuse for a duel rolled around, and the Priory Incantatem was performed, he felt fear, as he had never felt it before as the spirits of those he had killed defied him once again.

When Harry saw his body disappear in a blue flash, his scar seemed to explode and he awoke with a start, screaming.

He considered the concerned face of Nym, who had her wand in her hand.

"Did you see… something?" she asked, her voice heavy with sleep.

"Yes, it… it was horrible. I saw the resurrection, but the worst part is that I didn't see it as if I was me, I saw it as if I was him!" Harry gasped out, his heart pounding.

Nym placed a comforting arm around him as they were now both sitting up in bed.

"I don't know why you are receiving these… visions? But I swear to you that we will get to the bottom of why and put a stop to them." She said and the conviction in her voice helped to calm Harry further.

"Thank you Nym… I don't know what I would do if I didn't have you, I think I would have gone mad by now," Harry said before he was cut off with a kiss.

"I'll always be here," Nym said and he believed her.

"I need to talk to Albus about this, see what he thinks." Harry said his resolve to confide in the man growing.

"Good plan, do you think you can sleep any more?" Nym asked a hint of concern creeping back into her voice.

"I don't think so, I'm… scared of what I'll see," Harry said, before climbing out of bed rather stiffly.

"I'll get up too," Nym said before also rising.

"What time is it anyways?" Harry said, making a mental note to get a watch.

Nym cast a quick tempus spell before answering.

"Not too bad, it's about six."

Harry quickly changed into fresh clothes, not concerned about modesty, Nym letting out a giggle.

"As much as I would love to undress like that for you Mr. Potter, all my stuff is back at my flat, but I will be back in a minute," she said before loudly Apparating away.

"Women," Harry said to the empty room, his face a shade of red.

As he stumbled downstairs to the kitchen, he was surprised to see Sirius sitting at the round table, with a cup of coffee in front of him.

Harry, who was now an avid coffee drinker smiled at his godfather before pouring himself a cup and sitting next to him.

"Mind if I join you?" Harry asked.

"Of course not, surprised to see you up this early." Sirius said.

"Well, couldn't sleep is all." Harry said deciding to not worry Sirius unnecessarily.

"Harry, before everyone else gets here and things get crazy busy, I have a belated birthday gift for you," Sirius said while standing and gesturing Harry to follow him.

Harry, slightly confused stood and followed his godfather up the winding staircase, and down a wide hallway until the two reached a wooden door that looked like it could withstand a chainsaw and still come out without a scratch.

"I want to help you as best I can, so present to you the Black library, it may give you an edge," Sirius said grinning.

"Put your hand on the door next to mine so I can key you in to the wards, if you please," Sirius said doing just that.

As soon as Harry lay his hand on the slightly cool wood of the door, he felt a slight tingle before the door swung inwards without a sound.

"Most people use locks?" Harry said slightly bemused before gasping at the rows of bookshelves stretching away into the distance.

"These are locks, just locks that will cut your hand off… or worse if your not authorized," Sirius said with a grin.

"I just ask that you don't let anyone in here… well, let Tonks in maybe, but not anyone else okay? There are some books in here that Molly would love to trash, but they are of value to my family." Sirius said before pulling the door closed with a firm click.

"Of course," Harry said without thinking twice about the request.

Sirius then explained that Harry was now able to add people to the wards on the door, and briefly outlined how, before the two returned to the kitchen.

"Care for some breakfast, if there is any food here?" Harry asked, anxious to be doing something so he didn't have to think about his disturbing dream.

"That would be fantastic Harry," Sirius said whilst draining his coffee in one go.

Glancing through the cupboards, Harry found a dismal lack of food, but did manage to find just enough to do a dozen eggs and toast.

As Harry was keeping an eye on the eggs, he half turned to converse with Sirius.

"So, who's all here then?"

Sirius thought for a second before answering.

"Well, the Weasleys are here at least for the time being Ron, Ginny, Fred, George, Molly and Arthur, as well as the two of us," he said.

"I didn't see any of the Weasleys last night apart from Molly and Arthur, where were the others hiding?" Harry asked curious more than anything else.

"Molly sent them all off, and just as a warning she's not happy at all with you at the moment thinks you should have the time to be a child and everything but you know how she is." Sirius said with a sigh.

"Of course, but she's always like that and we can't be perfect can we?" Harry said sharing in the commiseration with his godfather.

"Of course not, but Albus lost it with her last night… I've never seen that man raise his voice, but last night was scary…" Sirius was interrupted as Nym apparated into the kitchen, and the crack that almost made Harry drop the knife he was using to slice bread.

"Constant vigilance," Nym said as she noticed Harry's kneejerk reaction.

"Right, right… Care to help me with this?" Harry asked before quickly reconsidering.

"No, you'd probably murder the bread, remember the stir fry? Just sit down, coffee's over there," he said pointing.

"The poor, poor vegetables were unrecognizable by the time you'd finished with them." Harry said throwing her a grin.

Nym looked rather indignant at this.

"Hey, it's not my fault if I suck at cooking, damn it just cooks the breakfast!" she said still smiling before stealing Harry's coffee that had been sitting on the counter next to him.

"Hey, I was drinking that, oh why do I bother." He said before she refilled the mug and replaced it next to his right hand.

"Thanks dear," he said rolling his eyes.

Several minutes later, Harry ran into an interesting problem. Whilst looking for a toaster, he realized rather late that he couldn't do this the modern way, he needed to use a toasting rack. Trying not to look stupid, he eventually managed to set it up correctly. Saved by reasoning.

Several more minutes passed, before Harry set slightly burned toast and eggs on the table.

"There you go, it's not perfect but it's food." He said before sitting down with his girlfriend on one side and Sirius on the other.

He almost jumped out of his skin again as he heard two cracks of apparition almost simultaneously and looked up from his eggs to see the grinning faces of Fred and George Weasley.

"Hello Harry," they said in eerie unison.

"When did you get in, good man? Dumbledore said you would be in, he just didn't tell us when!" the twin on the left spoke on his own for once.

"Very late last night," Harry said not wanting to draw attention to his new position as he had been requested to do.

"Happy belated birthday to you," the twins chorused in unison before one of them pulled out a small white envelope.

"Thanks guys, you didn't have to do that." Harry said.

"Don't thank us until you see it," the twin on the right said, Harry thought it was George, but you could never tell.

Opening the envelope, Harry was shocked to see a fifty galleon gift certificate to some place called Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes, and his eyes widened.

"Is this what I think it is?" Harry asked as a grin split his face.

"Bet it is, business partner!" the twins chorused, before Harry gave them truly heartfelt congratulations and thanks.

"Business partner?" Nym whispered in his ear.

"I'll explain later," Harry whispered back.

"Help yourselves," Harry said gesturing to the still commendable pile of eggs and toast in the centre of the table.

"Cheers mate," George said before both the twins helped themselves.

"Did you make this?" Fred asked through a mouthful of toast.

"He sure did," Nym said answering for Harry.

Fred just gave Harry a thumbs up, both with too much food in their mouths to risk talking.

The next person to stumble into the kitchen was Arthur Weasley, who smiled at Harry before taking a seat next to Fred.

"Help yourself," Harry said echoing his previous words.

"Off to the ministry, Mr. Weasley?" Harry said as the man filled his plate.

"Call me Arthur please, and yes." The man said as he began to eat at a feverish pace.

"Okay then," Harry said and he realized with a start that he had been accepted as an equal of sorts by the older man.

"Busy time of year for you?" Harry asked.

"Not too bad," Arthur said while making a significant dent in the eggs, Harry reflected that he would have to find more soon.

"Mostly stupid things, like a hat that makes the muggle think that their clothing is transparent, mostly h armless stuff like that." He said before he was forced to stop as the food on his plate began to disappear with an impressive speed.

Several minutes later, Molly Weasley walked tiredly into the room, smiling brightly even at Harry which surprised him.

Harry pointed distractedly at the food on the table, and received a thanks in return.

Harry excused himself, and headed up to his room once again. Casting a tempus spell, he noticed that it was almost eight, so he decided to try to Floo Albus and see if he could talk to him. He figured that it wouldn't do any harm to get this out of the way.

Trying to remember the correct address, he cast a fire spell into the fireplace, and threw in a pinch of green Floo powder.

"Hogwarts, Headmaster's Office." He enunciated clearly before sticking his head in.

After a moment of spinning, he was looking out into a cleverly hidden alcove in what he instantly recognized as Albus's office.

He didn't have to wait long, as the tired looking face of Albus appeared.

"Ah, Harry." He said brightly.

"I didn't expect to see you so early on this fine morning, is there something I can help you with?" he asked.

"Sorry to interrupt you Albus, but I'm having some… rather disturbing dreams." Harry said before outlining the dreams that had been growing considerably worse over the summer.

Albus looked thoughtful for a moment before sighing.

"Thank you for confiding this in me, if you have any more of these feel free to come to me as they may be important, particularly if you are seeing into his head as you claim. I will be over later and we can talk further." He said before Harry taking that as a dismissal thanked him before pulling his head out of the fire.

Sighing, he extinguished the flames before heading back downstairs. He was looking forward to seeing his friends, if they woke up this side of noon.

A/N: Another chapter out of the way, mostly filler I know.

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