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Harry opened his eyes; he was in the hospital wing. He could hear several people talking through the curtain that was around his bed.

Harry suddenly remembered that he jumped from the Tower; so why wasn't he dead?

"Because your friends followed you after you fled. They saw you jump, and got help." Dumbledore was sitting next to his bed, peering at him over his half moon spectacles.

"Professor, I can't control myself anymore," Harry said desperately. "I feel Voldemort's anger, and his desire to hurt! I don't want to hurt anyone...I don't want to be like him!"

Dumbledore looked at him in concern.

Harry clutched his head, and cried, "I don't want to be Harry Potter anymore! I just want to be normal!"

The curtain was suddenly ripped open and Sirius was standing there.

Sirius hugged Harry tightly, and whispered, "Harry, why on earth did you do that?"

Harry didn't answer right away; he buried his face into Sirius' shoulder as he tried to ignore the burning in his throat.

"I can't do this anymore!" Harry mumbled.

"Harry, if you had a problem, you should have written to me, I would've come and..."

"You can't help me, Sirius." Harry said. "No one can."

Ron and Hermione were also there, watching Harry with worried expressions on their faces.

"Harry, there is a solution. I can teach you Occlumency; you can use it to block your mind from Voldemort, and you won't feel his emotions anymore." Dumbledore suggested.

"Wait," Sirius frowned and looked at Harry. "You can feel Voldemort's emotions?"

"It's driving me mad; I always want to hurt people..." Harry looked at Dumbledore. "Can Occlumency really help? Will it stop me from losing control?"

Dumbledore nodded. "Although it is an odd situation, I believe it would help block Voldemort's feelings and prevent you from doing something you regret."

"Then I want you to teach me," Harry said fiercely.

"Very well, we'll start tomorrow, when you feel better." Dumbledore said, getting up from his seat.

"No, let's start now." Harry said; he didn't want to take any chances. "I feel fine."

Dumbledore looked surprised, but nodded. "Very well."

Then he turned to Harry's godfather. "If you would like to stay for a few days, Sirius, you could stay in my office, and I can conjure a cot."

Sirius nodded, and put his hand on Harry's shoulder. "Good luck, Harry, I'll be back in the morning." Then he left for Dumbledore's office.

"Harry," Hermione said, rushing forward and hugging him. "You should have told us."

"I didn't want to worry you," Harry shrugged.

"And look where it got you," Ron said, gesturing to the hospital bed.

"Well, everything's going to be okay now." Harry smiled at Dumbledore; Occlumency was the like sunlight shining through the dense mist that Harry was stuck in, it was a solution to the horrible problem Harry had been dealing with for months.

"Harry, we'll see you tomorrow," Hermione said, kissing his cheek. "First thing in the morning,"

"Yeah, don't do anything stupid." Ron said.

They left Harry and Dumbledore alone.

"That was a brave thing to do, to be willing to die for the people you love," Dumbledore said. "Many people would rather live."

Harry smiled. "I was thinking of my mother."

"Yes, she was a brave woman."

They sat in silence for a moment, lost in memories, then Harry said, "Let's start Professor. I will beat Voldemort!"

Dumbledore smiled at Harry's eagerness, raised his wand, and they began the Occlumency lesson.

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