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A/n I'm sooo sry it took me so long to update. My computer was all messed up and it wouldn't turn on...and then all my files and everything else got deleted...soo i'm really pissed off...soo now i have to restart this whole chapter. It was soo good, i don't know if i could remake it..or i'll have to change the whole thing.

Xx Harry Potter and the Unforgettable Destiny xX

Mary belongs to the words of a song. I try to be strong for her, try not to be wrong for her. But she will not wait for me, anymore, anymore. Why did I say all those things before? I was sure. (She is the one), but I have a purpose,
(she is the one), and I have to fight this, (she is the one), a villian I can't knock down. I see your face with every punch I take, and every bone I break, it's all for you. And my worst pains are words I cannot say, still I will always fight on for you.-Gifts and Curses by Yellowcard

Chapter 10

Xx Gifts and Curses xX

Harry groaned as he heard a persistant knock. He rolled over his head pounding from the loud noise. Sighing he donned on a robe and padded his way to the door, he opened it a crack to see Professor Snape standing there, an irrated look on his face for having to wait. Harry smiled sheepishly at him, "Sorry Professor, didn't mean to make you wait, but you know i was sleeping, so what's up?" Snape grimaced and gave Harry a disgusted look, then shaking his head he passed Harry the letter and then with a sweep of his robes disappeared down the stairs. Harry watched him leave for a few minutes before he made his way back in to his room and closed the door. Carefully he opened the letter and as his eyes scanned down it's contents he felt excitment wash over him.

Dear Harry

It's my duty to inform you that your carriage will be leaving in one hour, you have till then to get ready and meet the Dark Lord and his servants in the hall. Thank You for spending your time here at Riddle Manor, we hope to have you in our service soon, enjoy your stay at Hogwarts. Good luck Harry Potter

Always obedient to the Dark Lord

Wormtail.

Harry couldn't help but smile at the formality of the letter. He tossed the letter a side and then walked into the washroom stripping down before stepping into the steaming hot shower. Sighing with content as the water warmed his limbs and cleaned his body, Harry quickly washed and dried himself before he stepped back out to his room My room... is that what i've come to think of it now? Shaking the thought from his head he changed in to fresh clothes and made his way down to the kitchen were one of the Death Eaters made him a quick breakfast before he was sent out into the hall to say goodbye to Voldemort.

Voldemort watched as Harry approached, he felt proud of this young man, the-boy-who-lived. He was the only person who had defied him 5 times...and the first time was when he was 1 year old. He still could not believe how strong this young man was, and he stared him down with utter defiance so strong that he felt that Harry would take him down with just the thought. But they both stood face to face, staring at each other, an understanding so deep that they didn't even believe how much they both changed through the last month and a half. If you told them that they depended on each other, they would probably laugh in your face, but soon they will understand how deep their bond is, the scar is more then just a warning but a bondage that could not be broken. The spell Voldemort went under that required Harry's blood strengthened the bond to the point were they were almost relatives, but not that close.

"Well Harry, i hoped you enjoyed your stay here." Voldemort stated, hoping that this was true.

Harry smiled and nodded, "Thanks Voldemort, it was nice here, well better then my Aunt and Uncle's. But it still doesn't beat the Burrow or even Hogwarts. Thats my real home, the first place i ever went to where i didn't have to worry about my Uncle's anger towards me being 'different' then Dudley. But i don't have to worry about that anymore, for a while at least. Thanks."

Voldemort smiled, a sad smile one full of sympathy and understanding. He knew what it was like to have people discriminate you because you were 'different' then they were. It hurt and it made him angry. It made him the man-or monster which ever you wanted to call him-that he was today. Harry was the thing that made him see, it changed the outlook he had on life, the full meaning of what it was to love. But he couldn't love not after he was abandoned by his parents and treated horribly in the orphanage. But Harry, he too lost his parents, to the end of his wand. Harry grew up living with his cruel and abusive relatives, yet he still had the capacity to love. Dumbledore used him as weapon to defeat him, and yet Harry still cared for the old man. How is it that Harry can still love all these people after they tortured and hurt him, scorned him and made him seem like an attention seeking prat? He knew he would never understand Harry, he was a locked chest, with no key to ever be found. Voldemort knew that if he used Legilmens that he would figure out what Harry was thinking, but he respected Harry and knew that he was tresspassing in his private thoughts.

Harry climbed in the horseless drawn carriage, and waited as his trunk and other belongings were piled into the back of the carriage. Voldemort stepped forward and shook Harry's hand, Harry winced slightly from the pain that hit him through his scar. But he looked back at Voldemort and smiled. Then Professor Snape joined him inside the carriage, Harry stared at him in confusion. "I have to get back to the school, and since knowing you have a knack for getting into trouble i was requested to keep an eye on you and to give you a safe passage all the way to Hogwarts." Snape said, a bit arrogantly. Harry sighed and rolled his eyes towards Voldemort before moving over to give Severus more space to get comfortable in. The both gave each other a long look before they both thought Great it's going to be a long ride...

The carriage began to move forward when they heard a whoosh sound, and when they looked out the window the carriage was gone. It was under an invisibility spell and a floating charm which helped them speed there way to Hogwarts. Sighing Harry rested his head back against the cusioned seat, his eyes drifted over to the seat opposite of him were Severus sat. Snape's eyes met his and Harry could feel the loathing and hatred suffocating him under the intense gaze of those black eyes. Harry pulled his gaze away and let it rest out the window, as he tried to get his breath back. He knew that Snape did some kind of spell, but it still amazed him how much Snape could hate him for the mistakes his father made.

Snape watched Harry for a few more minutes to make sure he didn't look back at him before he too turned his gaze to the window. He knew that he gave Harry the message, about how much he hated the boy, but even still Snape could feel that the hatred was lessening, this wasn't James Potter. It was Harry a different person then his father, he was also Lily's child, sweet, innocent Lily, who made the mistake to marry Potter. Snape felt hot anger rage inside of him, and knew it was the Jealousy towards James, how he had all the friends and the power, and how he was able to get any girl he wished. How he was able to woe innocent Lily into loving him. Snape wished that he could have saved her, but all that was left of her memory was inside the boy that is prophesied with the Dark Lord. Snape glanced at him again, his emerald eyes half closed as he stared down at the towns below. He knew he had to keep this boy safe, even though he hated the fact that the boy looked like James, his sworn enemy since the first year of Hogwarts, but deep down in the heart that no one believed he had, he could see the child of Lily Evans sitting here in front of him, the innocence so pure in him, and yet this child had seen so much death and destruction. Snape cursed himself for his stray thoughts. He needed to focus on the matter at hand, trying to get rid of Voldemort once and for all.

After 3 hours of flying in the carriage they finally made it to Hogsmeade, where they grabbed there trunks and other belongings, and began to trudge them up to the large building. Once they reached the large oak doors they both leaned against it, breathing heavily, Snape growled in frustration and put a feather light charm on them, and then both Snape and Harry continued their way into the school. They made it into the main hall, were they dropped their luggage, Harry felt his nerves escalate cause he knew that everyone was going to freak when he walked through the great hall doors. Taking a deep breath he moved forward, following Snape pass the doors, he felt people's eyes on him and a blush began to creep up his face. He barely took 3 steps into the hall when he felt some collide with him, bushy hair obscured his vision. "Hey, Hermione, um could you let go i can't breathe." Harry said , his voice raspy from the emotions that started to surface. He squished down the tears just as Hermione let go, his eyes scanned everyone in the room and then he sighed, and lowered his head, his eyes looking down at his feet.

Dumbledore watched them approach, relief clear in his eyes, as the costomary twinkle in his bright blue eyes had returned. Snape had grabbed Harry by his robe and pulled him towards the teachers desk, as it was apparent he didn't want to be there. Sighing, Dumbledore strode forwards, lowering his head close Harry so as to not let anyone else hear, Dumbledore spoke "Would it be alright if we stepped into my office to discuss what happened?" Harry stared up into Dumbldore's eye's defeat and exhaustion evident in the way Harry presented him self. "Nothing happened Professor, and what i would like is to be left alone, so i can sleep and catch up in what i have missed since i've been gone." Then Harry turned around and left the Great Hall, all eyes stared at him shock and dissappointment were presented as they whispered to each other on what might of happened to Harry for the last 2 months in Voldemort's keeping.

Ron and Hermione both gave each other a look before the stared at Dumbledore, he looked old and defeated, they understood how Dumbledore felt, Harry wasn't the same person. Ron and Hermione both stood up and ran out of the Great Hall after Harry, they wanted to talk to him, to make sure he's ok. They both had a feeling that there was something wrong. When they reached the common room they saw Harry standing in front of the fire place, his hand braced against the wall, his eyes staring into the flames. "Harry?" Hermione called tentatively, she was really worried. Harry turned around and saw them there, he gave them a half smile as he straightened, he turned around his back against the flames, his face hidden in shadow. "Whats up guys?" he asked, his voice sounded friendly but they knew there was something hidden, a darkness snaking it's way up from Harry's core, were Voldemort's magic laid.

Harry watched his friends, as the awkward silence grew, he sighed and turned his back on them, "I'm fine, you don't have to worry about me, i'm just going to bed." He climbed up the stairs and walked into the boys dormitory. He took a quick look around and satisfied that he was alone, he stripped down and put on his PJ's then he climbed in to his bed, and just before he fell asleep he realized that he wasn't wearing his glasses anymore. He smiled and drifted into his own dream land as an order meeting was called. The Order was fanatic about Harry's return, every conversation was based on what happened to him while he was held captive by Voldemort and why he was returned unscathed. They all wondered if this was another ploy by Voldemort to have them let there guard down. They decided to keep a close watch on Harry and his behaviour as well as giving him private lessons to strengthen him. Finally with the meeting over they all went either home or to their chambers for a well needed rest.