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Losing a best friend is like losing air. It's painful and slow and there's nothing you can do about it. You just watch the world disappear. -Anonymous

Chapter 3: Revenge of the Sith Part 2

Harry was bored out of his mind. He should be trying to find a way to save his friends, however he was stuck in a boring club not learning anything while Lockhart 'lectured' everyone on how to duel. "Potter and Nott come up here! You two are going to duel!" Lockhart said. Harry looked up with disdain.

Harry walked up, gave a slight bow before walking to his place. Theodore did the same. Lockhart motioned for them to start and Harry was off. "Expecto Patronum! Petrificus Totalus! Expelliarmus!" Harry yelled. The patronus was for a distraction, so that Harry could freeze Draco to prevent any cheating and disarm him at the same time.

Theodore yelled, "Serpensortia! Protego!" Harry's second curse easily burst through the shield, disarming Nott. However, the snake slithered away towards a boy in the crowd. Everyone screamed.

Harry had an idea, he'd talked to a snake before so he tried again. "Stop don't attack him! Stop don't attack him! Stop don't attack him!" Harry said. The snake listened and just slithered toward Harry before being cast away by Snape, a late arrival. Harry looked around, everyone around was staring at him in fear.

"You're all dismissed! Potter stay here!" Snape yelled. Harry walked up to him. "Boy! You just spoke parseltongue, the language of snakes! Actually never mind leave at once!" Harry did so, but he had an idea. He immediately started planning for it.

The next morning

It had taken Harry all night, but today was Saturday, so he could take power naps throughout the day. He had constructed a master plan. He was creating a club of his own. He was going to help train everyone, he knew Voldemort had his death eaters, and on the plus side he'd already spoken to Dumbledore about it, and he approved. He hadn't slept at all, managing to get into every common room and put up flyers for everyone to see. He'd have a meeting in some abandoned classroom, and everyone Interested was to show up and put their names down. Harry thought that he could teach some, and also learn from others, because he'd need everything he could use if he was going to rescue his friends and hopefully find a cure to paralyzation. Other than mandrake roots that is because they were too unreliable.

At the first meeting of Harry's group

Harry was surprised at the number of people who showed up. There had to be 20 people. "Okay, so if you showed up here, there obviously is some reason why you want to get better. Now many of you may wonder, how can I learn from a 2nd year?" There many murmurs of agreement. Harry took a moment to try and find anyone he knew in the crowd. He was quite unsuccessful with that. "Well, I faced off with the dark lord last year! It was only his spirit, but that's twice I've managed to slip from his grasp! That's two more times than many of you've faced him! But you won't just learn from me! We'll all learn from each other! We'll learn together to stop all threats! If you're interested just leave your name on this paper!" And with that Harry just sat down as he watched people sign up.

The list read "Katie Bell, Terry Boot, Cho Chang, Michael Corner, Dennis Creevey, Marietta Edgecomb, Justin Finn-Fletchley, Fred Weasley, George Weasley, Lee Jordan, Dean Thomas, Seamus Finnigan, Alicia Spinner, Padma and Parvati Patil, Cedric Diggory, and Delphi Black." Most of the kids were in Harry's year, but that didn't matter to him. He was going to prepare. But that Delphi seemed off to him from the start, like she was hiding something.

Later

Harry had everyone come to a room Luna had showed him. It was called the Room of Requirement. It transformed into anything he needed. At the moment though, he saw the mirror from his first year gleaming in a room a little further down. Harry looked into it, and instead of his parents that it originally showed him last year before giving him the stone, it showed him sitting with all of his friends, but it wasn't like things had been this year, where they all argued, but they were all having fun.

"Harry!" Someone yelled from behind him. Harry turned startled. "Everybody's waiting for you!" Harry turned and got ready to start things off. He began the plan that he had created since Neville was taken. For once, he'd become the puppet master. His plan was simple. But he needed things to go perfectly. He'd already found where the Chamber of Secrets was. The magic visions showed him. He needed to have a back up though, for the inevitable duel he'd have with the heir of Slytherin. This club was a perfect way to find that said person. Next up, once the professors realized that the beast was a danger to the school, he'd suggest having Lockhart go, and then take Lockhart and his partner down! The plan was perfect albeit a little nefarious but it would work and he could finally talk to all of his friends again. All he could think about was how much he missed them. The first meeting went well enough, as h taught everyone a simple charm, the disarming spell. Judging by the aptitude to learn magic, Harry thought that either Cedric or Delphi would be his best choice, but something about Delphi bothered him, so he was leaning towards Cedric.

However, that was the last thing on his mind as Harry was lining up for today's Quidditch match, Gryffindor vs Hufflepuff. Harry knew that Cedric was the New seeker. As soon as the whistle blew, Harry saw the snitch. He raced toward it as it went farther up into the sky. The rain splashed against his face as he ascended higher and higher. As soon as he grabbed the snitch, he felt cold, like he wouldn't be able to ever be warm again. He was passing in and out of consciousness. Harry saw something floating around at the edge of his vision. It had tattered black robes and had a ghastly demeanor. Harry suddenly lost consciousness as he fell of his broom.

"Ah , it looks as though you're finally awake." Madam Pomfrey said in a teasing tone. "Another Quidditch fall I see!" She remarked, faking cheerfulness, however her voice was covered with sarcasm. "You know, I may as well just make a bed here especially for you considering how often you come here." Madam Pomfrey said and laughed to herself before leaving Harry.

Harry would be surprised if anyone came to see him. All his friends were sitting in the Chamber of Secrets. Harry suddenly realized that he needed to talk to Dumbledore about what happened while he was flying. "Madam Pomfrey! Can I leave?" Harry yelled.

She just gave him a look and said, "You'd sneak off anyways, plus you're fine, some student caught you with a spell. I think her name fell along the lines of Delphi?" She looked up in thought before walking away from Harry, granting him leave. Harry walked straight to Dumbledore's office, wanting to talk to the old man about what had happened.

"Harry! What a surprise it is to see you here! I suspected you'd come soon. That was quite the fall you had, I'm quite surprised you still held onto the snitch!" Dumbledore said laughing a little at the last part. Harry just gave him a slight glare.

"Professor… I saw something as I caught it… it was black and ghastly… spooky even… and I even felt like I was cold even through all my extra layers Wood had us put on!" Harry rambles a bit as he described what happened, taking time between each bit.

"That was a dementor Harry." Dumbledore said gravely. He turned and walked out toward the upper part of his office. "They suck your soul out Harry. They take all your happy memories. But they shouldn't be around here not even with that fool on the loose!" Dumbledore mumbled that last part, but Harry still caught most of it.

"Professor", Harry paused slightly before continuing, "who's loose?" Harry asked.

"You remember how I told you about past magic wielders?" Harry nodded, trying to remember each of the ones Dumbledore had mentioned. "Well one of them is loose. If you remember, the current living ones are you, me, Sirius Black, Bellatrix, and Voldemort right? While Sirius escaped Harry, and they say he's after you!" Dumbledore states the last part as if Harry should've already known that.

"But why Professor?!" Harry asked alarmed that he had another thing on his plate. Rescuing his friends was priority number one, but he couldn't do that if he was killed by Sirius Black.

"Well, rumor is, he told Voldemort about where your parents were hidden…" Dumbledore states as if he wasn't finished. Harry growled slightly at that but waited for the professor to finish. "And he killed 12 muggles and Peter Pettigrew afterwards!" Harry gasped at that. Twelve innocent people. "It seems that duty calls Harry! I must head out… Stay safe Harry!" With that, Dumbledore apparated away.

Harry slowly walked down to breakfast, trying to process everything. Harry realized he was late as normal, but he didn't care, nowadays, he just sat alone and felt sorry for himself during meals. Harry instead went to the kitchen and grabbed something from the elves to eat in the common room. Before Harry knew it, everyone had made their way back to the dormitories and were getting ready to leave. Harry lazily summoned his books and got ready to walk to class. He had herbology and DADA today. It would be a wasted day. Harry didn't care for Herbology and Lockhart was just a bumbling fool when trying to teach. Whenever Harry was their, Lockhart would make him teach. Harry didn't care though, it was practice for his lessons he gave every Thursday night. Today he decided they'd try and learn the stunning curse, Stupefy.

15 minutes before Harry's Club

Harry decided that everyone was going to vote on a new name for this club. Harry had set up his dummies and mats everywhere, and was ready for the members to arrive. As they started pouring in, Harry had them get into a circle around him.

"First of all, today, we're going to vote on a name for this club-thing!" Harry announced.

"How about Potter People?" Someone shouted. "Or the Friends of Potter?" Another yelled. Harry smirked at some of the less appropriate names that Dean and Seamus thought they were being quiet about.

The doors opened and everyone turned around only to watch Delphi stride in. "You've got it all wrong guys we need to be Dumbledore's Army!" She yelled with confidence and conviction. Harry looked around, everyone seemed to be in agreement.

"It seems like we're in agreement, so Dumbledore's Army it is!" Harry states trying to pump people up.

Everyone have a shout of agreement ranging from grunts and "I agree"s to "Damn right" and "Fuck yeah"s.

"Today, we'll be learning the stunning spell, Stupefy." Harry said before giving a demonstration. Harry swung his wand around a bit and yelled the curse as a red beam hit the dummy, knocking it over. "Now you all try!" Harry yelled. Everyone went around practicing it on something or other that they found. Diggory and Delphi seemed to get it the quickest which only brightened Harry's mood. However as he packed everything up with Cedric and Delphi, he felt a coldness overtake him. He looked at the other two, and they showed it too. There was a Dementor around. Harry was sure of that. "Stay behind me," He said as he motioned for them to follow. Harry turned out of the Room of Requirement only to be face-to-face with a dementor. "Expecto Patronum!" Harry yelled as a stag jumped from his wand out, chasing the Dementor away.

Cedric looked on in awe but Delphi put on a more calculated face, suggesting she was rethinking a plan. Harry didn't care at this point. He had them leave and he walked straight to Dumbledore's office. Harry looked but not a single person was there. He wrote a note covered by a charm, only allowing Dumbledore to read it. As Harry walked back to the Gryffindor Common Room, his head suddenly became enraged. He felt pain like never before and he could hear the voice "sss… kill the mudbloods, kill the mudbloods, KILL THE MUDBLOODS!...sss" Harry looked around but no one was there. He started a run towards his dormitories, running into nearly every Slytherin in his year, but he wasn't paying attention, he needed to get back there. Harry ran in, past the painting of the fat lady, up the stairs that led to the dormitories. He opened his trunk grabbing his plasma blade before running back to find where the monster had struck.

"Professor McGonagall!" He shouted as he almost ran past her. "There's been an accident with the monster, I know there has we've got to find it!" He yelled as he immediately left running towards the Hufflepuff dormitories. He ran into Delphi on the way there. She pushed him backwards. "Delphi come with me!" He yelled before continuing his run. He suddenly spotted Cedric moving the opposite way along with some younger Hufflepuffs. "Cedric c'mon this way I'll need your help." As Harry yelled he turned and looked for Delphi. She did follow him after all. Harry turned and started towards Lockhart's office. Harry kept running there until he saw the teacher's gathered around something. Harry Weasley his way through to read the message.

The purest shall rot in the Chamber! The dirty shall die because the only cure is in the Chamber! The heir of Slytherin will rise!

Harry prayed he still had enough time. "Professor I know where the opening is! I'll take Lockhart there and he can help! He's done things much more dangerous than this in his books!" Harry begged. He needed this part to go right. He may seriously doubt Lockhart's abilities, however if worse comes to worse, he could use Lockhart as a sacrifice to bide time for him, Cedric, and Delphi!

"What a great idea! Potter lead the way then!" McGonagall said as she and the other teachers left. Harry led Lockhart to the 2nd floor bathroom, spoke his parseltongue and got in. He sent Lockhart down first to make sure it was safe before following. Harry followed Lockhart through the cave to a door sealed by snakes. "This is it! We're at the opening to the Chamber of Secrets!" Harry said anticipation grasping at him. "Sss… open! Sss…" He said in parseltongue and watched as the door opened. Harry walked through first before spotting all of the taken students. Harry ran over to them, closely followed by Cedric, Delphi, and Lockhart. Harry was quite surprised Lockhart hadn't made a move.

"Little Potter wants his friends back! Ah how cute!" Said a voice in a mocking way. "Kill the fraud!"

"Avada Kedavra!" The rat faced man from Harry's visions shouted. The green flash of light hit Lockhart and he fell, the look of surprise still on his face. Harry growled before the other man from the visions emerged. They called him Crouch in the visions. They called the other Wormtail.

"Who are you?" Harry yelled. He had to do this. He knew that but, that didn't make him any less scared.

"Stun the spares we'll have them watch along with the victims!" The voice put extra emphasis on victims.

"Petrificus Totalus!" Wormtail said as he shot a light a Delphi and Cedric. The voice just cackled as Harry grabbed his Plasma Sword. But just as quickly Wormtail trapped Harry in the pool by the statue of Slytherin. Harry couldn't free himself, he could only watch as they prepared a cauldron. "Blood of servant!" Wormtail cut his hand off at the wrist and let it all fall in.

"Bone of the father!" Crouch said as he dropped in a bone. "And lastly blood of a foe!" Crouch yelled as he walked toward Harry. He grabbed Harry's Hand and sliced at the palm of it, careening most of the blood onto the knife before tossing it into the cauldron. Harry looked on fearing what he thought was happening. Crouch grabbed a ball of rags from the chair where the voice was coming from.

"Drop me in! Give me life!" The voice said before Crouch undid the rags and tossed in small creature. The potion bubbles and raged before a man emerged from it. "Lord Voldemort rises again!" The man yelled. Harry was so close to breaking free of the restraints that held him, just a little more. Harry slid down quietly as Voldemort admired his new body. "Ah Potter! Think you can be sneaky! Well, you may have killed my pawn Quirrell but you stand no chance now! You don't have good old Dumbles to save your ass!" Voldemort cackled at this, before grabbing Crouch's arm, and pressing on the dark mark, summoning all Death Eaters. Harry summoned his Plasma Blade and ignited it. Voldemort just looked and laughed, "So old Dumbles is training you ay! Ah, I have no need of you Potter, so I as the Heir of Slytherin send forth the Basilisk to attack you!

Harry gasped. He was right the monster was a Basilisk. He'd be handicapped this battle he couldn't use his eyes at all. So he started using his magic to gain a mental picture of the area. Fuck! This wouldn't work, he wouldn't be able to sense the Basilisk quick enough. Harry tried to send a distress signal to Dumbledore, but he was out of range! Harry was surprised when a sharp "caw!" Was yelled and Dumbledore's Phoenix came and dropped the sorting hat off before scratching at the Basilisk's eyes. Harry had an advantage now, the beast couldn't use its eyes! Harry grabbed the hat and put it on his head before running off trying to corner the Basilisk so he could kill it. Harry ran the paths within the Chamber, but he couldn't find any ways to corner the Basilisk. Harry turned and ran out towards where Voldemort was, making a sharp turn and climbing up the statue of Salazar Slytherin. Harry brought his Plasma Blade up as the Basilisk quickly made its way to Harry, Harry tried some parseltongue, however the beast kept coming.

"Full of surprises aren't we Potter?!" Voldemort laughed mockingly. "You know I was a normal student like you once!" Voldemort laughed once more before saying, "I'm the only one that can control the Basilisk!" Harry looked ahead and as the Basilisk lunged for him, Harry stuck his blade through his skull, however the Basilisk did manage to bite him slightly, as a tooth was stuck in his arm. The Basilisk fell, and Harry climbed down slowly, still with the Hat on his head.

"You'll never win! Someone will always stop you!" Harry yelled. He was starting to have black spots appear in his vision. Harry stumbled down to the ground. Fawkes swooped in and perched on his shoulders.

"Look at Dumble's chosen one! Armed with a bird and a hat! What a pity he'll die alone!" Voldemort laughed at the end of this, as Death Eaters started to swirl in. They made a circle around him. However, none of them noticed as Fawkes started crying onto Harry. Harry ripped the bone out of his arm, and everything started to heal. He felt back at full power. He was going to stop Voldemort! Harry took his blade, and leapt forward toward Voldemort. Voldemort just held up a hand before taking Harry's Blade and pushing him backwards. "I lost mine long ago! But yours will do fine as I slaughter you!" Harry watched as his blade turned red. Harry saw something sparkling in the Sorting Hat. He went over and pulled it out. It was a Blade with Gryffindor written out on the side of it. Harry ignited it, as Voldemort ran at him. Harry parried the first blow as Voldemort ran at him.

"I won't let you win… ever!" Harry said grimly. Voldemort smiles as everyone in the Chamber of Secrets watched.

"Overly-Confident you are young boy!" He spat out the last word. "I'll crush you like the big you are!" With that he ran forward once more, Harry ducked under the blow and cut upward with his blade. Voldemort just cut downwards, and the blades met with a sharp crack. Voldemort pushed Harry's Blade down and made a hard right feint before spinning into a left cut. Harry managed to block both, and he made a jab forward. Voldemort just pushed him back into his friends. Harry looked at them. They were all watching. They were frozen! He had to do this for them. Harry felt all the anger he'd felt this year erupt. He swung hard at Voldemort pushing him back slightly. He cut right and put extra force into the blow making Voldemort off-balance and he took this opportunity bringing his blade above his head and cutting downwards for the final blow. Voldemort just pushed him back before stumbling into the arms of Crouch. Harry realized Voldemort wasn't at full strength. All the Death Eaters disappeared with black smoke as they flew away. One of them started a tsunami with the water in the Chamber. Hardy started to panic.

"Fawkes grab as many as you can! I'll grab on and float the rest of them. Harry pulled out his wand, deciding that it would be easier to funnel his magic through his wand. "Wingardium Leviosa!" Harry yelled as he grabbed onto Fawkes. He lifted them up and Fawkes flew them out. Harry's concentration was on keeping his magic flowing so that everyone would survive. Harry found that the hat was back on top of his head and they made it out of the Chamber of Secrets alive. He floated everyone to the Hospital where he promptly collapsed.

Harry woke up to empty beds around him. He looked around in panic. Was going down to the Chamber of Secrets just a dream? Why was he in the hospital then?

"Relax Honey! You must be exhausted after carrying all those missing students so far. Though how you found them seems a bit dubious at best! I don't know how… but it seems like you healed them? They were all perfectly fine even though every single one of them was abused and tortured. Mentally, however there will be scars which is where I want you to help. Obviously you have your own scars. I know you were abused before you came here. Help them get over it!" Madam Pomfrey said. Harry gave her a strange look before nodding.

Harry leaned over to look at the clock when his scar suddenly hurt. It hurt so bad! Harry later down trying to put up his occlumency defenses, but he wasn't even in the hospital anymore.

"Master! You've come back?" A voice said from a Death Eater.

"Yes and you did nothing to bring it about!" Voldemort said before coming up to one of them. "Crabbe!" He yelled as he silently cursed him. He moved on, "Goyle! Nott! Malfoy!" Voldemort cursed them ass he said their names. "There are more of you that didn't do anything, but I'll let it slide! Be sure to come to my every beck and call!" Voldemort turned and left. The fear resonating from all the Death Eaters was substantial. Many of them let out a sigh of relief, while Malfoy and company tried to regain their footing.

Harry suddenly was looking at a white ceiling once more. Harry looked around no one was there. Harry got up, changed, and left. He didn't care what Madam Pomfrey would say. He went up to Dumbledore's office. That was when he realized that Voldemort still had Harry's Blade. Harry suddenly felt disappointed he'd never get that blade back. He walked into the office only to be met with Malfoy and Dumbledore in a slight argument.

"Harry! I'll be with you in a minute my boy!" Dumbledore said before turning him away and closing the door.

Harry could still hear bits of their conversation though. He definitely heard "Potter endangering… students!... stupid…Gryffindor… just like his asshole father… abuse… Draco captured!" Harry was quite angry. He didn't have anything to do with who they captured.

"It's not Harry's fault the dark lord of the century is after him!" Dumbledore yelled back. Lucius stomped out of the office. Harry walked in slowly after Lucius walked out.

"Harry come in here. We have much to discuss. First of all, how did you know about the Chamber?" Dumbledore asked.

"Magic visions… they're getting worse Professor." Harry said darkly.

"Well It seems that the visions can be of a slight benefit in and of itself. But next, what happened while you were down there!?" Dumbledore asked gravely.

Harry looked forward rigidly. "Well… I went down, and we had Lockhart with us. They immediately know killed Lockhart and froze Delphi and Cedric. They were my backup Professor. Anyway, they were frozen and this man named Wormtail trapped me. He cut off his own hand into a cauldron. Then the man named crouch dropped in a bone from his dad, and then cut me and put the knife in and they put in Voldemort, and he was reborn I think." Harry started, but Dumbledore stopped him.

"You're sure?" Dumbledore asked grimly. Harry nodded and continued.

"He sent the Basilisk after me while the Death Eaters came. Fawkes showed up with the sorting hat and clawed out the eyes of the Basilisk. I killed the Basilisk but one of its teeth got lodged in my arm, I ripped it out and Fawkes healed it. I went to confront Voldemort, but he just pushed me away and took my Plasma Blade. I found a blade in the sorting hat. It had Gryffindor written on the side. Anyway I fought him, and I knocked him back." Harry kept going no matter how hard it was. He left out the part about getting angry. "And he called a retreat. One of them started a tsunami! I had Fawkes pick up some of the kids than me, and I lifted them with Wingardium Leviosa and we left. I managed to get everyone to the Hospital wing before I passed out. Then I woke up, and came here." Harry nodded grimly at the end of the story.

Dumbledore looked at him. "I could feel your magic as you were battling you felt protective and he wanted to hurt your friends and you got angry. But it also seems a byproduct of that anger was a healing that came over all the victims. I'm sorry you had to go through that alone, I can't imagine what you felt! But, never has anyone went toe to toe with Voldemort. Your parents and I were the only ones who managed to live after facing him. But eventually, their time came. Harry you've grown much in our short time!" Dumbledore looked like he wanted to continue, but he was interrupted by Snape walking in.

Harry turned to leave but Snape shook his head. "No boy, you'll need to stay for this. Voldemort has taken on two new apprentices! I don't know the names, but no one else does either. Harry, he's training them to kill you, so be ready!" Snape left and Harry did as well, realizing that he'd be late for Lunch, but then again, he always was, he never had anyone to sit with. He doubted today would be any different, they'd all need their space. Who knows, they may all be angry like Daphne still. But, Merlin, did he miss hearing their voices. He didn't care if they were yelling at him, he just missed them.

Harry walked with Dumbledore all the way to Lunch. Neither said a word, they just walked in peace. As they walked in, Dumbledore said, "go be with your friends they need you!" Harry nodded slightly before walking over and looking for his friends. Their spot at the Ravenclaw table was empty. Harry saw them all sitting alone. He looked up at the table, and saw Dumbledore almost smirk. Harry wanted to scream in frustration. He knew they were probably all going to be difficult to convince to sit at the table. He figured he'd start out easy.

"Hey Luna why don't you come sit where we normally sit! That way we all can talk?" Harry asked in a tone that suggested he was almost begging. Luna didn't look up but nodded her head. Harry moved over to the Gryffindor table, asking Ron and Neville similar things, and then complying in similar ways. Harry began to dread this part. He had to convince a the bunch of girls.

"Hey Hannah!" Harry gave Hannah a slight nudge. She just grunted. "Why don't you come sit with us over at the Ravenclaw table?" Harry tried to ask as politely as possible. Hannah didn't move. "Hannah do you want to come sit with all our friends?" Hannah nodded before getting up. Harry felt it was almost too easy. A similar set of events transpired with Hermione, Susan, Ginny, and Tracey.

Harry dreaded talking to the last person though. Daphne would by far be the hardest to convince. She was already angry with him before too. Harry walked over to where she was sitting alone. "Daphne hey…" Harry tapped her shoulder. She just shrugged him off. "Hey we're all sitting together again at the Ravenclaw table! Do you wanna come with us?" Harry asked. Daphne just shook her head. Harry noticed she was crying. "Hey there, don't cry it'll be alright, just c'mon let's go sit with our friends." Harry asked in his softest voice possible. Daphne surprisingly got up and walked over taking the last seat. There wasn't a seat for Harry. "Can someone move over so I can sit down?" Everyone just glared at him. Harry groaned inwardly, they were angry with him. Everyone except Luna and Neville. Harry sat down at the end by Neville and across from Ron. Harry made a sandwich but no one else was eating.

"You've got to eat!" Harry said. He sounded motherly to himself, and inwardly cringed slightly. "Listen, I'm not gonna judge you! I still have some of the scars from when I was a kid… I frankly might've had it worse. But it's not about me Now is it. Why don't we have someone talk. Talking to someone is the best way to express your feelings." No one started. "While, I guess I'll start. Let's see I guess I'll start right after you all got kidnapped. I was quite distressed you see… I felt like it was my fault that you got taken or something nonsensical like that." Harry received glares at that comment. " So I made a plan. All my free time went to planning. Everything fell into place. Lockhart's dueling club was perfect for what I needed. My plan was basically to get some people together to go down to the Chamber and rescue you." Harry began. As he explained what happened, the reactions didn't differ very much. They bordered on boredom, hate, and pity. "And I brought you all to the Hospital wing and now we're here!" Harry finished.

"Stop Harry." It was Hermione who said that.

"No I won't stop!" Harry said with conviction, as if he wanted to go on.

"Stop." Ginny said it this time.

"Bu-" Harry started.

"Stop-" Susan began. "S-T-O-P." She finished.

"It means to put an end to something." Hannah explained needlessly.

"So stop talking." Everyone finished in perfect sink. Harry, Neville, and Ron looked at them in awe.

"Why?" Harry said. "Give me a reason why and I will."

"Because it was your fucking fault prick! They put us through bloody hell just to get some blackmail to use on you!" Ginny yelled.

Harry looked up to Dumbledore, but he mouthed "you problem." Harry began to think of something to get them out of their funk. "You should've told them everything you know. I'm not worth it! I can take them… and you can't." Harry ended the sentence bitterly. "Also, you had each other for company! Rely on each other, trust them. Help each other. That is what will truly get you through tough situations. Not me. I can only do so much. I'm human, not some god. Even if I'm made out to be a god of sorts, I'm still human, we all are. Trust in each other to catch you as you fall, and you'll be able to bounce back from anything. I'll be here when you're ready." With that Harry got up and left with his sandwich.

Harry walked around for a while. He ended up looking out upon his classmates from a ledge over the Great Hall. "That was a great way to help. Having them use each other albeit you may be kicked to the curb for a while. They'll come back!" Harry just nodded as Dumbledore gave his wise insight.

Dinner, 1 week later. Christmas break starts in 3 Days.

Harry had eaten alone for the past almost 3 months. He was tired of it. None of his friends would talk to him since he rescued them. He couldn't understand what he did so wrong. He talked to Dumbledore and Madam Pomfrey, and they both agreed that if they really wanted to talk to Harry, they would've already done it.

As Harry walked into Dinner, he cast a glance at his friends, whispering among themselves as he walked by. Harry didn't understand it. Wouldn't they be at least a little thankful that he rescued them? Even Draco thanked him. But Daphne and her little crew wouldn't even give him the time of day. Neville and Luna both talked to him when they didn't see Daphne or anyone else, but those occurrences were rare. Harry felt anger began to bubble up. But he vowed to himself to not explode like he did last time. Harry decided he'd force his hand. He sat down next to Neville. He'd pretend nothing had happened.

"Hi everyone!" Harry said with a smile. That only got him glares. Harry just smiled at them. It wasn't even cocky, it was a genuine smile, being glad to be in their presence again. Harry had fought off the urge to go up and hug everyone. Then Harry realized it, he saved the people who'd been petrified. Basilisk venom can be turned into an antidote for paralyzation. Only a small amount of venom was used. Eventually, Harry gave up, tired of being glared at, and took his plate of food, and went to eat elsewhere.

Harry couldn't figure out why they were so mad at him. He decided then and there, that he'd talk to them tonight to figure it out. As he decided , he saw them walk out.

"Wait up guys!" Harry said before jogging over to them. Harry winced slightly as he was still a bit sore. "First of all, I wanted to invite you all to the club I made while you were gone, Dumbledore's Army. We meet at Thursdays, so hopefully I'll see you there! But, more importantly, I came to talk. I wanted to ask you guys something. I've been on the receiving end of this way too long. Why are you mad at me!?" Harry begged.

Neville flashed a sympathetic glance as Harry prepared for the worst. "I suppose I should get my feelings out…" Daphne said. Harry just stared in shock as they all nodded.

"I've got just the place!" Harry said as he marched them up to the 7th floor.

"Oh you're going to the Room of Requirement… we all talked there at the beginning of the year." Luna said in her normal dreamy tone of voice.

Harry felt anger about that, but currently, he was able to push it down, and be at peace with his emotions. He only nodded, casting glances around to look for any unwanted attention. Harry paced back and forth 3 times, before the doors appeared, they walked in. Harry had made the room into a lounge, similar to all of the House common rooms.

Harry led them all to sit down before walking away. He let the magic flow through him. He began to meditate. "Go on! Talk don't mind me… I'm just working on occlumency!" Harry produced a patronus to talk for him. The stag pranced around before standing next to Neville. Harry just sat there, suspended in midair as everyone talked about all they had been through. After they finished, they stared at Harry waiting for him to do anything. Harry didn't move. The patronus jumped up, and merged with him. Harry slightly opened his eyes, and lowered himself to the ground. "Abuse! What a terrible topic to talk about. Let's change the subject! How about…? Weeeeellll Quidditch won't be back this year." Harry said dejectedly.

Daphne looked around, sharing a surprised face with many of her friends. Harry got up, and turned toward a door in the room. He came back carrying a tray. "I made some food while I was in there. My patronus was my eyes and ears here. I wasn't actually meditating either. That was a hologram that Dumbledore taught me to project. If you had payed attention, you could notice that it didn't move at all. Holograms don't. I joined you towards the end. But I heard everything from beginning to end."

Not believing him Tracy asked, "Really? Then what was the main use of torture used on me?" She snorted at the end of the sentence.

"The cruciatus curse obviously." Harry said. "I can feel it!" Harry said in a far off voice. "I'm glad you guys got to get that off your chest. I can't ever do that with everything. That's why I have to meditate, to face my demons!" He said as if he were teaching all his friends. Harry was trying to keep the most positive attitude he could, to help them recover, because he knew they'd need it. He knew that Voldemort scared him, but he could never let it show. They all were extremely grateful, he could feel it. But something about Ron, Ginny, and Hermione felt a bit off. As if they were affected more maybe? Harry just let them go.

"Well Harry I think a bunch of us have some… stuff we need to tell you..?" Neville began awkwardly. "Well um… let's see… in spite of recent occurrences… I uh? Daphne and I… got together?" Neville finished even more awkwardly than he started. Harry looked on in shock and anger. But he couldn't be mad, Neville just got her before he did.

"Harry… Ron and I are together too!" Hermione said joyously. Harry inwardly rolled his eyes, but just nodded in response.

"I'm dating Dean." Ginny said. Harry was mind-boggled that everyone was getting together.

Hannah looked up, "I'm dating Ernie…" Harry never met Ernie. He just knew that he was there with them when they were kidnapped.

Tracey giggles at him. "I got a date too! Titus, the seeker on the house Quidditch team!" Harry again inwardly rolled his eyes at the pompous behaviour.

"Luna and I are dating…" Susan said embarrassingly. Harry looked in shock everyone here had a date except him.

"Great…" He muttered under is breath.

"Huh?" Tracey questioned patronizingly.

Harry just stared ahead. "Ah nothing! Just… sssuprisssed that'sss all." Harry used a little parseltongue on the s's in his sentence. They all looked at him surprised. "Serpensortia!" Harry said. The serpent jumped out midair. Daphne screamed. Everyone looked scared of him. The snake moved towards Daphne, as if startled by the sudden noise. Neville jumped in front of her. Harry smirked before speaking Parseltongue and having the snake slither up his leg, before wrapping itself around his arm. Harry just shook his head. "I suppose you're all scared of me right!" No one dared move, for fear of the snakes. Harry put the pancakes down. He was fighting off tears. His friends still didn't trust him. He turned away.

"Harry? Wha-" Neville began.

"Stop. You've done enough damage. You all have." Harry said, trying to hold in his sobs.

"What the fuck are you talking about!" Ron yelled at him.

Harry wiped the tears away. "I mean that not a single one of you trust me! It's like you want me to be a pissy, angry, bastard Dark Lord!" Harry yelled. He had to stop, he already felt the scenery beginning to change.

"You are fucked up!" Ron yelled back.

"Why the hell would you say that to him?" Neville asked. They all looked at Harry. Harry was on his knees.

"My apprentices! I shall teach you to kill Harry Potter! We shall either kill him, or get him to turn! He will not live either way! And we'll get him to kill his friends first. He'll enjoy it! I've been making them hate him! Hate potions are beautiful aren't they Potter's pitiful friends were either under the imperius curse or a hate potion the entire time!" Voldemort cackled.

"Harry!" Neville shook his shoulder hard. Harry looked up at him dazed.

"Go down to the Hospital Wing. Ask them to check if any of you have had any potions administered to you recently. Also, ask her if she can check the validity of your memories." Harry said to no one in particular. Harry just looked down. He failed. Dumbledore was wrong. Harry would never make it to Voldemort. Harry would be killed by being swarmed. His friends, the new apprentices, Death eaters… Bellatrix. Harry shook his head. He walked up to Dumbledore's office.

"I had it too Harry… you did the right thing. Send them there. They'll have no memory of you. All their memories have likely been implanted. They'll be more or less first years again." Harry shook his head not wanting to believe it.

"Professor do you think…" Harry didn't think he could continue, but he found the will somewhere. "Do you think they were ever under control once?" Dumbledore nodded.

"Whenever they weren't around you…" Dumbledore said slowly. Harry slowly processed everything. He never actually met any friends. They were under Voldemort's control… the entire time. Harry sat there shocked. He truly had no friends. Not a single one. He didn't feel angry or sad at all. He felt shamed. He felt pitiful. Harry gave Dumbledore a wave, before leaving his office. Harry didn't know where he'd go, but it sure as hell wouldn't be to see any of his 'friends'. Could he even call them that? Harry felt it. He just looked around. Voldemort has done more than get revenge. Harry found himself at his the dormitories. He pulled out Daphne's letter, and ripped it to shreds. The last "I miss you, PLEASE write back!" Was laying on the floor. The dark side had gotten the revenge they craved. If this was how it felt to lose someone, Harry empathized with all those that had felt something similar. He had received it! The Revenge of the Sith!

Rollllllll Credits! CinemaSins! But Ah! That felt good! Harry's friends had been assholes too much so far. I needed someway to fix that, while also somewhat creating a blank slate for parts of the next part of this year. Plus, it makes the ending that much more Spectacular. I just realized truly how many dark side people there are. The apprentices are necessary, along with Voldy and company. Harry is severely outnumbered. Though he will gain a temporary ally. Sadly, this is where the story will become dark. Lots and lots of death. At the beginning of next year, the less than savory activities will become common among Harry's year. In hindsight, Dumbledore's Army didn't exactly serve the purpose I planned, but it'll help in the next part. Also, the friends problem can also help save a problem of severely underdeveloped friends. Anyway thank you for making it this far! If you have, than I thank you and prompt you to review! Thanks and have a good day!