Title: Human
Author: Metis' mischief
Summary: Harry Potter's life changed drastically, turning around 160 degrees completely. In an accident, he turned into a creature of the dark, feared by all. When the temptation for the call of the blood and flesh becomes too much for Harry. He becomes desperate and seeks help but many of his friends and colleagues, turned away from terror and disgust. True bonds are revealed. Friendships are tested. Draco Malfoy, an old enemy, unexpectedly, becomes the light of Harry's dark world.
Disclaimer: This scripture was based from the characters and scenes from the astonishing novels: Harry Potter series by J.K Rowling, and as an aspiring writer, I have no rights and claims to these fantastic novels but I dare say, what I only own are the ideas in this tale: HUMAN
Author's notes: This tale focus in the darker aspect of life, such as blood, flesh, temptation, betrayal, hatred and revenge along with it is hope and love. You have been warned!
Message: I am so sorry for the delay, I am having a hard time in writing the scene in which the match between the Ravenclaw and Gryffindor, since I can't seem to imagine the spins and actions of the players on the brooms. So it took me a long time to type it down. Hence I have decided not to put it anyway since it would look insufficient and useless.
From the previous chapter:
"Is your injuries still hurting, Harry?" Hermoine asked as she saw my irritation on my face.
"I guess?" I answered with a question. I seriously have forgotten that I was injured since it wasn't hurting that much.
"What do you mean 'I guess'?" Hermoine snapped at me. She suddenly grabbed my shoulder and urge me to stand up. "Let me see them. Let's go to Myrtle's bathroom."
Sighing, I slowly got up and followed after her. When Hermoine is determined, no one can stop her. Upon arriving at Myrtle's bathroom, We entered. It seems to be Myrtle wasn't there to bothered us, I went to a stall and open my shirt, to see if there was still a damage but as I reached the buttons at the middle of my shirt, I froze and started top gasp as I panic. My gasping was heard as Hermoine pounded on the stall's door.
"What happen, Harry?" She shouted, outside the stall that I was in.
With a shaking hand, I unlocked the stall. "H-Hermoine, w-what haaaha...is happening-g with me?"
As the stall opened and Hermoine gazed upon my stomach, horror wrapped her face as she suppress a scream.
End of the previous chapter.
Chapter 10: A Deal with the Demon
It's cold. As I stood with the Gryffindor team awaiting for the announcer to call out our name before the start of the Quidditch match: Gryffindor vs. Ravenclaw. It was the awaited match this month every since it was announced and ever since the conflict between me and Michael had spread fast inside Hogwarts. My nerves had been going nuts inside me. The inside of my body feels like it had frozen from my flesh to my every veins to every drop of my blood. Sweat pour down my forehead and my heart thumps hard against my rib cage. I could taste the bitter bile inside my mouth and the shrinking feeling inside my stomach.
Usually, I would feel this way because I am nervous about the game as I am surrounded by the whole population of Hogwarts - students and teachers alike but instead I feel awful because of the thing that I saw crave on the flesh of abdomen.
I look over the Gryffindor's sit and saw Hermoine there. She had that distress expression but a determined spark in her eyes as she was trying to ensure me. I relax a bit, knowing that she was there to support me, even after what she saw. A grimace found its way to my face as I thought of what is happening to my body.
After all, I'm to blame as I have been ignoring the signs that there was indeed something happening to me. I... I don't know anymore what to do. I am lost. I need... I need help. I don't want to do this match. I just want to... stop this! I need a break. Hang on there! Hermoine and Ron are still there by your side... I muttered repeatedly inside my head as I stood still in the midst of my teammates. It was a good thing, that all of them were nervous even the twins: Fred and George, that no one seems to notice my weird behavior.
After seeing it, both - me and Hermoine, decided to go straight to Professor Dumbeldore and made our way to his office. Unfortunately, Angelica had happen to appear to the next turn of the corridor and took hold on one of my arm.
"Harry, what are you doing dilly dally on the corridor? March to the field, Potter!" She shouted at my right ear. Pain erupted in my ear as her voice had seem to had broken my right eardrum. Hermoine tried to fight the hold that Angelica had on me. Both of us protesting but can't seem to reach the determined Angelica as she shouted more to us "We have MATCH to WIN! So stop whining, Potter! Granger!"
So, that why here I am! Sighing, I just have to suck it up until the match ended.
Then suddenly, Loud cheers erupted as the Lee Jordan bellowed in his Microphone: "GRYFFINDOR!"
"Harry Potter catch the snitch!" Lee Jordon announced in excitement. "150 points to Gryffindor!"
Madam Hooch flew by my side and saw the Golden snitch inside my clutch hand. "With 210 points. Gryffindor WINS!" She yelled. As soon she speak out, the whole Gryffindor cheered with shouts and howls.
A smile on my face appeared as I raised the Snitch up in the air, waving it with vigor. The palpable fear within me had vanished as soon as the match started, being in the air really soothes me.
And as I waved the snitch to the Gryffindors, loud cheers burst from the crowd. I slowly landed on the ground as my teammates run up to surround me. Almost breaking my neck as the twins lunged at me then settling their arms on my shoulder. Ron also came with a wide grin as if it was about to split his face into two from being too wide. Ginny slide between the cheering guys and landed a kiss on my cheek that invited teasing yaps from them. The festive vibe erupted in middle of the field as gleeful shouts, merry hollers and delighted squalls can heard from the distance.
"Harry!" Hermoine came. She was trying to enter the crowd as she elbow the twins with much strength. Her face was still worried but yet she was grinning as she was captured by the happiness that had erupted in her housemates. "Congrats."
"Thanks." I said as I smiled at her. I slowly laid my hands on her shoulder. "Let's go, Hermoine."
"Yes, let's do that." She said as she took my hand ushering me away from the whole group. "To Headmaster Dumbeldore?"
"Ehmmm.." I hummed in agreement.
"Where are you going?" Ron spoke aloud. Ron, Ginny and along with twins look at us with a questioning gaze.
"To the Headmaster." Hermoine whispered as she let go of me to speak and explain to them what was going on but alas someone else took their attention. Michael Corner appear with a crunch up expression.
"What's this? Trying to escape already with another girl, Potter?" Michael smirked as he walk up to me.
"What are you doing here, Corner?" Ron grumbled as he stump towards us. The smile that had invaded Ron's face had long gone as soon as he saw Michael Corner from the distance. "Your not welcome here!"
"Really, Weasley!" Michael snapped at him. "Your pretty good at playing suck up, Huh?! Sucking up to Potter even now. When you have already use your sister to suck up to him!"
"Bastard!" Ron hollered in anger. His whole face turn red, making him look like a tomato. "Are saying I am selling my sister to Harry?!"
"What do you think I am saying, Idiot?" Michael said with much ignorance. "Everybody knows that you're too jealous of Potter's fame. We don't know if your too into that for you to do such a underhand method!"
Ron charged like a bull, lunging with his fists and kicks but was hindered by a group of Ravenclaws that came to save Corner. After seeing their brother being gang up by a couple of Ravenclaw players, the twins came charging with their snarls and battle cries.
Dazed by what is actually happening and looking like a fool as I am standing on the side. When I heard Ginny's hurt voice spoke loud at Michael. "Michael are you calling me a bitch? Is that what I am to you?"
I saw uncertainty in Michael's eyes as he gaze upon at Ginny's pained expression but soon disappeared as he saw me walking up to Ginny's side and me wrapping both my arms around her waist to comfort her. He growled as soon as I snuggled at Ginny 's neck from behind. His face morphed into something else, mixture of anger and jealousy.
"Yes, you are." He said suddenly that I snapped my attention to him. "YOU. ARE. A. BITCH!" He gnarl at her. Ginny's whole body tensed up then a whimper escaped from her. Turning her to face me, I saw her face painted with so much emotions - pouring out of her as her unrestrained tears fall from her eyes. A whole new feeling was born from within me upon seeing her in so much pain. A scourging heat of dark emotion. Hatred, that's what emotion bloom inside my chest.
Deep, seething hatred.
I didn't know who threw the first punch, but suddenly my fist was slamming into his face while he sloughed into my stomach. Blood surged from his mouth as I gagged from the pain erupted from his hit. We stumbled apart for a brief second to catch our breaths before diving back at each other. He threw his body weight behind the fist that edged closer to my face, it hit my jaw with such force, that blood pooled into my mouth, pain erupted from the point of impact. Stars burst in my vision but I shook it off, blinding throwing a sloppy kick. He stepped back, easily evading the kick. "WEAK, POTTER!" He smirked at me, as he panting heavily. I growled and stood up abruptly, my blood thumping with vengeance. With my own two hands, I grabbed his head and brought my knee cap to his nose, there was a blunt crack and I released his head. Crimson leaked from both his nostrils and his nose was twisted, crooked - broken.
He drew his fist back again and came charging; for a brief instant his eyes widened as I dodged his fist before he managed to tilt his head back and slam it into mine. Blood erupted from the cut that was made from the impact on the side of my head, right above my left ear. As we stood apart from each other, I realized that all of our team mates were surrounding us. Hermoine and Ginny shouted in vain to stop us. The Professors were coming towards us, yelling words of promised punishments, if we don't stop from our fist fight, right now.
As if remembering that we are wizards and not muggles, Michael took out his wand and pointed it at me. Coward! Since, he can't win by duel of fists or duel through Qudditch, he would cowardly use his wand on an opponent that doesn't have any weapon of some sort. Malfoy was far better than him. At least, he would wait for me to draw my wand. Challenging me, a respectful rival. Michael started to yell words to attack me in rage, forgetting that it might result to his expulsion. He yelped out the Entrail-Expelling Curse.
And before I could react, the spell hit me. Tearing my flesh around my abdomen, blood seeped out from me, as I fell on the ground, soiling the grass. Turning the green grass to red from my blood and my guts that spill out from my body. It hurts. The pain is too much. My breath came short as I gasp for air.
From the distance, I could hear Ginny crying for me. Hermoine's screams of horror. Ron's shriek for my safety. My teammates' panic chatters. Professor McGonagall's strict instructions as her voice waver from I suspect fear. And I could hear the coward Michael Corner stuttering as he say 'I didn't mean to-'. I was coughing out blood. My head was buzzing like a static on the radio. My conscious was fading. I... I don't want to die yet...
'Do you want to live, Harry?' Said the voice in my head.
'Who are you?' I asked.
'Hehehe... have you forgotten about me?' The female voice asked. A very familiar one. It came to me, all suddenly as I recognized her voice. My Demon!
'Go away, Demon!' I tried to shove her away from my mind. Why would she chose to show herself right now? I am in the verge of dying right here.
'You're dying, Harry.' She spoke, gently. 'Don't you want to live, Harry?'
'I want...I want to live.' I trembled.
'Then accept me, Harry.' She said in her most seductive tone. Tempting me in giving in to her. 'If not, you're going to die. As every blood is dripping from your body and your insides spill out for the world to see.'
'They will save me. I know they will do.' I argue back at her. 'I am not going to fall into your trap.'
'Oh, I have no doubt that they will.' She giggled in my head, sarcastic as it sound. 'But it will be too late for you then.'Then her laughter bounce inside my skull, taunting me even more. 'Poor. Poor Harry. Dead. Just like your parents. Like your poor mother dead from saving you.'
'STOP that! I am not going to die. I have to lived.' I screamed with all my might.
'Live?' She asked. 'Can you hear your heart beat? It's becoming weak. Your breath, can you feel yourself gasping? Are sure your going to live, Harry - darling?'
Panic and fear erupted from within me. It was true that I was weakening, my heart was in frantic beating and my breath was about to halt. Maddening dread course within my every vein. Despair keeps me lock in. As I could feel my body becoming cold, like icicles had sprouted within my flesh and my heart slowed from beating. Darkness came invading my mind. That's when I know - that death was upon me.
'Harry' She called out once again, with a different tone - gentle and kind. I know that it was only to tricked me. But...but I am desperate and I need someone to save me.'Take my hand and I will save you.'She reach out her hand to me.
I stretch out my hand to clutch hers.
The first thing that I did hear was crying. No. That was wrong. It was more than crying, it was the kind of desolate sobbing that comes from a person drained of all hope. But who? I still feel heavy and I can't open my eyes. So I waited and listened more. Beside me, I heard some footsteps near my head then a warm hand resting on the side of my neck, like this person was feeling my pulse. A terrified voice spoke. "Call Headmaster Dumbeldore from his office." It was Professor McGonagall. "I don't care if he is in a meeting with the officials. Tell him that a student is down!"
Another voice came with a hint of spice and smell of dry pages of books. "HARRY, please don't leave us. Wake up!" It was Hermoine.
'Hermoine, what do you mean leave you? I'm still here.' I wanted to say but my whole body just won't move even my mouth was heavy as if something was place on it.
"Mate! MATE! HARRY!" Ron's recognizable voice bellowed as he too came near me, he must have been kneeling above my head as his sweaty scent, mix of pumpkin and meat, tingle my nose. "Professor, he was healed already then why?"
"I have fix his abdomen as I had put back his guts inside him but-' Mediwitch Pomprey said as she must have been near.
"But?!" Ginny's hysterical voice sounded out. "BUT WHAT?!" I can still feel her hands gripping my right hand. She was desperate and her tears keep on falling onto my knuckles.
"It was just too late." Pomprey muttered sadly. "His body had not able to withstand the stress of the large wound and cause a shock."
"I-is he dead?" Came a voice that had cause my blood to boil, Michael. His scent makes me wanna puke as he smell bad like he was drenched by something, like a heavy emotion - fear.
'What do you mean dead, asshole?" I screamed in my mind. 'I am very much alive, if only I could get up. I'm gonna kill you.'
Silence reign over. A minute had pass by. Yet no one spoke. No sound can be heard except for the sobs that once in awhile came from Ginny as she embrace my right hand, hard.
"Yes. Mr. Corner." Pomprey spoke. "Mr. Potter is dead."
Ron snarled and took off, as he shouted Corner's name in rage, Hermoine cried at my side while Ginny wailed as she started hugging my body.
My whole world started to twist in strange and dark dimension. 'Dead, who? Me? It can't be! I can still hear them. I am still alive.'
'That's right, Harry. You are alive but you're now different'Her voice came back.
'Demon! What's going on? What do they mean that I am dead?'
'Oh, you have been dead for awhile now. That's why they are crying their brains out.'
'Then I am really dead now?'
"Silly, Harry! No. You're alive.'
'But you said I was dead.'
'I did say you were dead but now you're alive. I made you possible to be alive. After all, we made a deal.'
'Deal? What kind of?'
'You'll find out very soon, Harry - darling! Soon you will.' She giggled, dark as it sounded. 'For now, open your eyes, Harry. And have a feast, fill yourself to your heart's dark desire.'
Unwilling, my body started to shudder and there was a heavy feeling in my chest, so I gasp out for air and as it filled my lungs, the scents hit me hard - Hunger, that was the first thing I could think. A rumbled came within me, like a snarling wolf. My mouth filled up with saliva and my teeth sharpened. I don't know what was happening to me but I know that I am hungry and there food out there to eat.
"H-Ha-Harry?" Someone called out.
Author's message: That's it for this chapter. Please leave any advice or comments about this chapter or about the whole story: HUMAN. They are much appreciated.