Even more followers o.o And reviews! *throws cookies out to you all* I AM SO SORRY FOR NOT UPDATING! I just could not get into Harry's head at all, then inspiration struck while I was writing part of another chapter for my original fic. And I thought, why the hell not? So I changed a few names, places, and viola!

Now, English is in normal font, while Japanese/whatever they speak over in Konohagakure, is in Italics. It'll be vice-versa if anyone speaks English in Konohagakure.

Also, I got up to the part when Konoha made an appearance and as I wrote it, a sadistic grin crossed my face (creeping my poor lecturer out!). All I can say is poor, poor Kushina!

Don't hate me? x3 Also changes to the last chapters! Go back and read it if you like :)


Last time:

As he stepped forward he reflected, I would never have had the courage to do what was truly right back then.

And Harry Potter, Boy-Who-Lived, sacrifice of the Wizarding World and a broken man, stepped through the Veil to end it all.


The moment his body passed through the Veil intense pain hit him, wracking his body like nothing he had ever felt before. And he knew pain, he knew the waves of decaying energy that screamed across every nerve in his body when the Crucio Maxima curse was used on a human being; from numerous beatings as a child and teen; from having his heart torn and his soul crushed every time he looked into the lifeless eyes of those he knew.
He all too clearly remembered the Crucio Maxima curse, having been taken time and time again to protect those who ran away without a backward look or a thank you.

The pain ripped right through his core, leaving him breathless, his throat raw. He didn't know how long he screamed for, his voice giving out after what felt like an eternity, yet seemed to only be a moment.

His body...he knew he couldn't look at it, he couldn't move anymore even if he wanted to. It felt like it was being ripped apart as slowly as possible, and just as slowly and painfully being put back together, over and over again. Unmade, then remade. Unmade, then remade. A never-ending cycle of pain.

He didn't know how long he kept silently screaming for, but as the darkness closed in he only had one image in his mind, that of her, looking back at him, her eyes never leaving.

Then, it mercifully went black and he knew nothing more.

o-o-o

"Kushina, you can't do this!" The owner of the voice yelled rather loudly, hurting her ears. The red-haired woman didn't even bother to look at him, only glancing down at the scrap of cloth she held in her hand. She honestly didn't know how it had got there, there was the faint markings of blood on the cloth, reminding her of what she had tried to protect.
And even as the blood continued pouring out of the gaping hold in her chest, she smiled. She had done it. Her precious son was safe, the Kyuubi was sealed away, and her beloved village was safe.

But...she glanced up at Minato, her friend, her partner. She smiled weakly before coughing up more blood.

"Minato...is the village safe?" She asked weakly and Minato nodded, his bright blue eyes, so hypnotizing in the light, blinking again as more tears fell.

"You bastard, you told us that everyone would live! No one would die!" He all but yelled at someone over his shoulder before his resolve crumbled and he clung to the Uzumaki like a lifeline, his body wracked with sobs. "I can't lose you..."

Kushina, even though he was many years her senior, would have hit him upside the head for being so negative if her body hadn't spasmed, the sound of blood hitting the ground like a gunshot through the air."Minato, listen to me." She began but the blonde cut her off.

"You're not doing this now, you idiot!"

"Minato." The red-haired woman's voice was firm, commanding her husband to listen. When had he performed a Clone Jutsu? She swore there weren't that many of him before...

"Kushina! Wake up!" The new Hokage yelled, abruptly slapping his wife's face when her eyes slid shut. The Uzumaki slowly blinked them open, peering at her oldest friend.

"Minato, protect the children, protect Naruto. Raise them...to protect...Konoha..." Kushina breathed the last word as her eyes slid shut for the last time, the flow of blood slowly ebbing to a stop as the blonde man sat frozen, his life's partner in his arms and unable to do anything.

"NO!"

o-o-o

There was something above him, even though he couldn't see anything. Harry reached up with both hands, figuring anything was better than the darkness he was trapped in. A sensation not unlike Portkey travel enveloped him as his hands gripped something, but so much worse. He was being pull every which way; he didn't know is he was here or there, all he knew was that there was the sensation of falling, then nothingness until he hit stone and dirt.


I'm looking at starting up a website! It's gonna be like a database for people worldwide looking for flatmates, or info on potential landlords. People that get ripped off, stolen from, etc., can upload their horror story (plus evidence) to the site to warn others :) Especially for landlords! My sister is being ripped off, her landlord claims she owes him $900 worth of rent that she knows went into his back account. She even has the bank statements to prove it -.- But yeah, I'll put a link on here when it's up :)

So about the fic, like it or hate it? Either way, I'd like to hear your opinion :) And opinions on the website idea too!