Chapter 12: Something Different

Anne helped Harry into the car and they left. "So, where are we going?" asked Harry. Anne had asked him to get ready so they could go out, but she didn't tell him where they were going.

"Well, after I stop by work and talk to talk to my boss, I thought that we might go to a movie and then go out to eat. If that's okay with you." Anne noticed the apprehensive look on Harry's face. "It'll be fun Harry. I'll even let you pick the movie. "Said Anne.

"Okay." Said Harry. "That sounds like it might be fun. I did see a commercial for a movie that might be interesting, if that's okay?"

"Sure. What movie was it?"

"It was Silent Hill. It's a horror movie, but it looked pretty good, but if you don't want to see it I can pick something else."

"No, that sounds good. I've been wanting to see that myself. I've played the video game before. It's fun. In fact, I have that game for my XBOX at home. You're welcome to play it if you want."

"Cool, I'd like that." They talked about different things during the car ride. They pulled up to where Anne worked and went inside. Harry liked this place. It was a clothing store called Hot Topic. He looked around at all the different styles of clothing they sold there. "Harry," said Anne," come here." Harry slowly walked over to where Anne was talking to her boss.

"Sam, this is my brother Harry." Said Anne. Sam looked at Anne in surprise. "Is this the brother you told me about a couple of years ago?" asked Sam.

"Yes. This is him. He's staying with me for awhile so I'm going to need to take an extended leave of absence from work. I hope you understand."

"By all means Anne? You do what is necessary for Harry. Take all the time you need."

"Thanks Sam. I really appreciate this."

"It's no problem, but I think that maybe it's time for you to get going."

"Why?"

"Harry doesn't look like he feels too well. Has something happened to him?"

"He'll be okay Sam. You're right though. I'm going to get going." Anne said as she turned around to see Harry leaning against one of the shelves. "Harry? Are you ready to go? We need to leave now if we're going to make it to the movie in time." Harry nodded and turned to leave. Sam watched as Anne and Harry left with a smile on his face.

Anne and Harry were having a wonderful time today. They had just gotten out of the movie and were sitting at their table at the restaurant, waiting for their food. Anne told Harry about what her life has been like in America. Harry was now telling her about his life at Hogwarts.

"So, you mean to tell me, that in you got on the Quidditch team in your first year? I thought that first years aren't allowed on the team?"

"They're normally not, but they bent the rules so I could play."

"How did your first game go?"

"We won. I caught the snitch in my mouth though. It was weird. In my second year a bludger smashed into my arm and broke it as I was reaching for the snitch. I caught the snitch in my other hand though. We had this inept Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher who tried to heal my arm, but he ended up removing all of the bones in my arm instead. I spent a night in the hospital wing over that."

"He removed the bones in your arm?"

"Yeah. He was a stupid git. Anyway, in my third year I fell over a hundred feet from my broomstick."

"What!"

"Yeah. About a hundred Dementors came on top the field and it caused me to pass out. I woke up in the hospital wing a few hours later. That's the only time I didn't catch the snitch. Fourth year there was no Quidditch because of the Triwizard Tournament. Then in fifth year we won the game, but I got a lifelong ban from the team because I beat the hell out of Draco Malfoy."

"Why did you do that?"

"He was talking about Mum. He started off talking about my best friend, Ron Weasleys Mum, but then he started talking about my Mum. I tried to ignore it, but my anger got the best of me. Dumbledore says that I'll be allowed back on the team this year though. The teacher who banned me from the team no longer teaches at Hogwarts."

"Sounds like you really enjoy it at Hogwarts."

"I do. It's really a lot of fun, and I have great friends there. I just don't like that there's always someone trying to kill me."

"What do you mean Harry?"

"Every year someone tries to do something to me. In my first year I had to face a possessed Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. In my second year I had to face Voldemort, or a memory of him. It's really difficult to explain that one. Then in my third year Sirius Escaped from Azkaban, you knew that he had been in Azkaban right?"

"Yeah, I knew about that. It surprised me when I found out about it."

"Anyway, at the end of the year I found out about Peter Pettigrew. He was our parent's secret keeper, not Sirius. He betrayed them by telling Voldemort where to find them. We were going to take him to the Minister of Magic, but he got away when Professor Lupin turned into a werewolf."

""Professor Lupin? Is that Remus Lupin?"

"Yeah. Why?"

"I remember him. He was a nice guy."

"Still is. He's always been my favorite teacher at Hogwarts."

"What did he teach?"

"Defense Against the Dark Arts. He taught me how to cast the patrnus charm that year so that I could fight off the Dementors."

"You can cast that! Most grown wizards have a hard time with that. What form does your patronus take?"

"A stag."

A stag? Isn't that what animagus form Dad turned into?"

"Yeah, it was. Anyway, in year four we had that Triwizard Tournament at Hogwarts. No one under 17 was allowed to enter, but someone entered my name and I had no choice when my name came out of the goblet of fire. I had to compete."

"Who entered your name in the goblet of fire?"

"There was a Death Eater disguised as our Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. He entered my name into the tournament. We had to face three extremely dangerous tasks."

"What? What did you have to do?"

"The first task we had to retrieve a golden egg. I know that sounds easy, but it wasn't. It was guarded by a dragon." Harry looked at Anne and saw that the color had drained from her face. He laughed. It did sound scary. "Don't worry. Nothing happened. My arm was a little cut up, but that's all. The second task was an underwater event. I had to retrieve something that had been taken. It ended up being my best friend, Ron Weasley. Then, the third task was a maze, with the Triwizard Cup placed in the center of the maze. The cup ended up being a portkey and it transported me and Cedric Diggory to a graveyard. It had been a trap. This was the reason that my name had been entered, to bring me to Voldemort."

Anne saw that Harry's eyes had tears in them. "Harry, if this is too painful you don't have to tell me."

"It's okay. I've held onto this for so long, it feels good to let it out. Peter Pettigrew was there with Voldemort. Peter killed Cedric and tied me to a headstone. They performed a ritual to get Voldemort his body back. They took bone from Voldemort's father, Pettigrew's left hand, and blood from me."

"Why did they use your blood?"

"Voldemort said that it would make him stronger than he was before. That he would have the same protection that I had, and he was right. He could touch me without hurting himself. We dueled, but our wands did something funny. Our wands connected."

"Why did they do that?"

"Our wands share the same core, a phoenix tail feather. I saw people that Voldemort had killed come out of the end of his wand. I saw Cedric, Frank Bryce, Bertha Jorkins, and…"

"You saw our parents, didn't you?"

"Yes. They told me that they would buy me some time so that I could get away. I used the portkey that had brought me and Cedric there to return to Hogwarts with Cedric's body. I ended up having to stay in the hospital wing for a few days to recover."

Harry stopped there. He didn't think that he was ready to go any further. "It'll be alright Harry. I'm going to keep you safe. When you go back to school, I'm going with you. I'm going to make sure that something like that never happens again. Okay?" Harry nodded as he got into the car. The ride home was very quiet. Anne kept looking over at Harry with worry. He looked so sad and lost. There had to be something that she could do that would make Harry feel better. When they walked through the door at Anne's house, they saw that Jennifer was sitting at the kitchen table talking to someone.

"Anne! Harry! I'm glad you're home. This man says that he knows you." Harry stared at the man with apprehension. Why would Jennifer let someone in the house that she didn't know? Anne. Apparently thought the same thing that Harry did. "Jennifer! How could you let someone in the house that you didn't know! Especially after what happened to Harry."

The man finally spoke up. "Calm down you two. Everything's okay." Harry and Anne looked quizzically at the man, but a smile finally spread over Harry's face. "Sirius!" said Harry. Anne looked over and smiled herself. It was Sirius Black. Harry started to run over to him, but he stopped as pain flared through his leg and he collapsed. Sirius, Jennifer, and Anne ran over to Harry.

"Harry! Are you okay?" said Sirius frantically. Harry opened his eyes and looked up at Sirius. Sirius could see the pain in his eyes. Harry was suffering terribly. The pain in Harry's leg reached such a pitch that he looked like he was going to pass out.

"Let's get him to bed." Said Sirius. Sirius moved one arm under Harry's legs and the one behind his shoulders and gently picked him up. Harry moaned as Sirius took him to his room. His head rested against Sirius' chest. As Sirius laid him gently on the bed he noticed that Harry was close to passing out.

"Harry?" said Anne. "I need you to stay awake for me, okay? I need to give you some medicine." Harry slowly nodded to show that he had heard her. Jennifer came running in with the potion and handed it to Anne. Sirius propped Harry up so he could take the potion and gently tilted his head back as Anne poured the potion down his throat. Harry's eyes closed as the potion took effect. They left the room once Harry was resting comfortably.

"How has he been?" asked Sirius.

"Quiet. He hasn't talked at all the whole time that he's been here. That is, until today." Said Anne. Sirius looked up at her. "What do you mean?" he asked.

"Well, we went out today and he talked to me for awhile. He told me about Quidditch and everything that's happened in his first four years at Hogwarts. He couldn't talk about his fifth year. He acted like it was still very painful. What happened to him Sirius? I know that you know."

"I do know Anne, but I don't know if I should be the one to tell you."

"Sirius, I'll find out sooner or later. Just tell me."

"Alright. Harry had a very rough year last year. The Ministry of Magic didn't want to believe that Voldemort had returned. They did everything they could to discredit Harry and Dumbledore. Cornelius Fudge even appointed a Ministry official as Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher."

"What! How could they do that?" said Anne.

"Fudge had this crazy idea that Dumbledore wanted to take his job. It was stupid really. Anyway, this teacher that he appointed wasn't teaching them anything at all. So, Harry's friends, Ron and Hermione, urged Harry to teach anyone who wanted to learn how to defend themselves. He taught them really well. They were discovered and Umbridge tried to have Harry expelled, but Dumbledore told them it was his idea. So Dumbledore left the school and Umbridge took over."

"Oh my God!" said Jennifer.

"That wasn't the worst of it though. Voldemort had been sending Harry images through the scar on his forehead. It was very painful for Harry. It made him very sick and on the verge of passing out every time it happened. Plus, Umbridge was giving Harry detentions on a regular basis. During these detentions, she made him write lines."

"That doesn't sound so bad. Writing lines." Said Jennifer.

"It was bad. She made him use a blood quill. That cuts the lines he's written into his hand. Look at the scars on his right hand."

Anne and Jennifer looked at Harry's hand and noticed the words "I must not tell lies" on the top of his hand. Anne started to sob quietly. Harry had been through so much. It wasn't fair. He's just a kid.

"Anyway, it got worse. During one of his OWL exams Voldemort sent him a nasty vision that caused him to collapse in the middle of the exam."

"What was it?" asked Anne.

"In this vision Voldemort lead Harry to believe that I was a prisoner and that he was going to kill me. Of course Harry thought that it was true so he raced to the Department of Mysteries to save me only to find out that it was a trap. Death Eaters were there waiting for Harry. They hadn't counted on the fact that Harry's friends would come along. There was a huge fight and some of Harry's friends were hurt."

"Oh no! Are they okay?" asked Anne.

"They're fine. Harry thought that I had been killed by Bellatrix Lestrange, so he chased her. Fully intending on killing her."

"What happened to you?" asked Anne.

"I was hit by a stray stunner. I was just knocked out. When they revived me they told me where Harry had gone. So I went after him. When I got there I saw Harry standing in the corner and Dumbledore was dueling Voldemort. Voldemort finally fled and we thought that everything was over, but then Voldemort tried to possess Harry. He couldn't hold it though, and had to leave. When he left Harry's body, Harry fell to the floor unconscious. We tried to revive him, but he wouldn't wake up. We took him and his friends back to Hogwarts. He was unconscious for two days before he finally woke up. After he saw that his friends were okay, Dumbledore took him to his office and explained everything to him."

"Everything?" said Jennifer.

"He told about the prophecy Anne."

"He told him? How did he take it?"

"Not well. He destroyed Dumbledore's office. That's how mad he was. So now do you see why Harry couldn't tell you about year five?"

"Yeah. I understand now. I'll just have to be here for him when he's ready to talk. And I will. He doesn't have to feel like he's alone ever again."

"You do realize that the fact that Harry talked to you at all is an amazing accomplishment."

"What do you mean?"

"Harry doesn't talk about any of this to anybody. Not even Ron and Hermione. He keeps a lot of things bottled up. So, thank you. You've really helped him. And I', happy about that."

"He's my brother. Did you expect any less?"

"Of course not. So, you said that you went out. What did you do?"

"Well, I stopped by my work to talk to my boss. Then we went to see a movie and finally got something to eat."

"What movie did you see?" asked Jennifer." If I know you Anne, you dragged Harry to some lovey dovey movie."

"Actually, Harry chose the movie. We went to see Silent Hill."

"Really? You took Harry to that? Wow!" said Jennifer.

"It was really good Jennifer. I really enjoyed it. Besides, I've played the video game you know. After the movie we had dinner at Fatz Café. That's when Harry and I did a lot of our talking. After we ate I saw that Harry was getting tired so we came home. We were going to hook up the XBOX and play that Silent Hill video game, but I guess that's out now. I really hope that Harry is okay."

"He'll be fine Anne. Maybe tomorrow you two can play that game." Said Jennifer.

"What is Silent Hill?" asked Sirius. Anne laughed as Jennifer began to explain to Sirius what Silent Hill was.

A/N: Here's the next chapter. I hope you like it. Review and let me know what you think. It might be a little while before I update again because I have finals this week, but don't worry. I will update.