AN:// I am sorry, this isn't too long because I have a lot to do. This chapter has a dark theme in it involving ginny, Molly and to an extent Hermione and Harry.

I will try to update, but I won't make any promises. This is short because I am short on time. Sorry that it isn't as long as my usual chapters are.

Harry groaned as his eyes opened and adjusted to the darkness. Snapping up in the bed he winced, his mid section was completely covered in bandages. He squinted his eyes as he scanned the room, looking over every detail that he could.

Iris was in bed, she wasn't wearing a shirt, but had bandages all over her chest and mid section just like Harry did. At the side of her bed was Draco who sat in a chair fast asleep, he held her hand in his as a small amount of drool escaped the side of his mouth.

Harry turned to the other direction and saw Tonks and Bellatrix sharing a bed, their legs were wrapped heavily and small quite moans of pain escaped from their mouths. At the side of the bed was Narcissa, Sirius and Remus who had their heads resting on the beds where Tonks and Bellatrix slept, each using their arms as pillows.

At Harry's bed were his parents, they laid down next to him. Lily was sleeping peacefully on James's chest and James was wide awake, staring unblinkingly up at the ceiling. "How you feeling?" He finally asked. "You have no clue how long it took me to think to ask that question."

"Uh…dunno, haven't felt this bad since…well ever." Harry replied in a quite voice, careful not to wake any of the others up.

James let out a low chuckle at his son's answer. "That's honest. Do you understand how proud of you we are Harry?" James inquired "Your mom, everyone else in this room and I are? You are the only one other than Dumbledore to ever fight Voldemort and come out just fine…not even your mother and I were able to do that." James then sighed and closed his eyes again. "It's only two in the morning. You really should try to get more sleep, we'll tell you everything from our end as soon as you start to feel better."

James dream

"That's right little Harry." James bellowed with pride when Harry was able to stay aloft on the broomstick. The door bell rang and James screamed "COMING!" Holding Harry up near his face he took a big sniff. "OH god you smell. LILY HARRY NEEDS TO BE CHANGED!" Placing the small broom on the couch he laid Harry down in a crib and went for the door.

The person knocked again, this time twice as hard. "Hold on damnit." James screamed as he finally reached the door and swung it open. "Headmaster? To what do we owe this pleasure?" James asked politely, still oblivious to the old man's true intentions.

"Please come in." A female voice called out from behind.

"Thank you, Lily." Dumbledore strode in and took a seat on the couch, quickly he conjured a set of tea. "Please take a seat, there is some news that I must share with you. It is very important." James and Lily took a seat and Lily began to bounce Harry on her knee. "Sybil has made a prophecy and it entails to your Harry. It says that he and only he can kill the Darklord that pursues you."

"That's horrible." Lily cried, instantly fearing for her infant. "Is there anything that we can do to stop this from passing?"

"No, but there is something that you can do to help Harry." Dumbledore quipped. "Give Harry to me. I can expose him to Voldemort who only knows that they are equals. Voldemort wants him dead, what he is going to do is try and kill Harry before he becomes a threat, he'll fire a killing curse at Harry and in the process mark him as an equal, part of the killing curse will be ingrained into each, making a large scar on both, you're son will survive, but so will Voldemort. This will bring peace, then when Voldemort returns, he will go after Harry."

"You want to sacrifice our son?" James asked, with each word his volume grew with his outrage.

"For the sake of the wizarding world…yes it is for the best." Dumbledore stated with an air of authority.

"You will do no such thing!" Lily screeched, holding baby Harry in her chest who was now wailing.

"If you do not then many will die!" Dumbledore shouted back. "It is for the betterment of the wizarding world!"

"Fuck the wizarding world!" James replied. "All they did was attempt to kill us! Saying that we are dark! We owe them nothing!"

"Perhaps they were right about you." Dumbledore said as he calmly rose and walked out of Potter Manor for the last time.

Back to the world

Harry's eyes snapped open this time, only it was ten and everyone other than Harry and Iris were out of the bedroom. "H-Harry?" Iris asked in a very raw voice. "You awake?"

Harry rolled over onto his side and looked at what he assumed was Iris. A cleaning charm was cast on her, but blood still adorned her face. 'something is wrong. Why didn't anybody heal her?' Harry thought, looking on Iris he saw that her left eye was swelled shut, her right arm had a cast on it and her ribs had wrapping on it, but seemed to bleed a little every now and then. Her right arm was just a giant purple bruise and her face was slightly swollen.

"Yep…really wish that I wasn't though…you still hurt?" Harry asked. "No, wait…I mean what hurt you?"

"Little of this a little of that." Iris responded vaguely. "There are two people here to see you, two girls. One's a red head and the other is a girl with really bushy hair. Go see them before…"

The sounds of pounding footsteps entered Harry's ears, from the sounds of it there were two of them and they didn't hesitate in making any noise. The door swung wide open and hit the wall so hard that some dust from the ceiling fell to the ground with a small puff cloud appearing where it landed on the ground.

Harry's eyes weren't open too far, to anyone who looked at Harry, he would appear to still be sleeping. Still he could see that the two girls were Ginny and Hermione. 'How did they find me?' Harry thought, still not too sure if he really was up to talking to anyone.

He watched in silence as Ginny's jaw dropped and her shoulders sagged in a stunned demeanor. Hermione's eyes grew wide and tears flew from them. "Harry?" she whispered. Harry didn't have the time to look at himself in a mirror, but judging from their expressions, he looked just as bad if not worse than Iris did. The two pulled chairs up to the side of his bed as quietly as could be and grasped his hand in theirs.

Occasionally they would whisper a word of comfort to one another and rest their head on the others shoulder, looking for any source of comfort. Harry couldn't be too sure, but in the time that he watched the two at the side of his bed, he fell asleep ten times. It was now night, and the pair stayed at the side of his bed, long since have they run out of tears.

Shouts rang out from downstairs, he thought it was Sirius and James, but couldn't be too sure. Iris sat up in her bed and let out a sigh of pain. "You should stay down…we have something to share with you when Harry finally wakes up." Hermione stated, stroking the back of Harry's hand lightly with her thumb.

"Do you really think my mum, Ron and Dumbledore are downstairs?" Ginny asked with a worried expression on her face.

"Don't worry about it, they can't tear us apart again…much less from Harry." Hermione said giving Ginny a peck on the lips.

"You two are dating?" Harry asked, for the first time since this morning, making his presence known to everyone in the room.

"Harry?" Ginny asked, tears going into her eyes. "What the paper said is true isn't it? You fought him…Tom didn't you? How could you do that?"

"He did it because he had to." Iris said, shakily rising to her legs and walking over to Harry. Pain rang through her mid section and her ribs as each step she took took a little more out of her. Shadows over took the edge of her vision as she finally made it to the end of Harry's bed. She fell down next to Harry, her breaths came in a quick succession. "He wanted to save his aunt…and you."

"HARRY! ARE YOU UP HERE?!" A voice called out. 'Mrs. Weasley? When did she get here?'

"YOU CAN'T SEE HIM!" Lily shouted up the stairs.

"I AM LIKE HIS SECOUND MOTHER! HE'S MY SON IN MY EYES!" Mrs. Weasley wailed.

"Harry, Ginny's dad sent us here to check up on you." Hermione said in a hurried voice. "They are going to try and take you back! We have to get you out of here." Hermione then looked around the room. "No offence, but they probably have already beaten Sirius, Remus, your dad, Narcissa and Bellatrix. We need to hurry up! Is there a secret door that we can use to get out?"

"Here." Ginny said casting a numbing curse on Harry. "This should help you…don't worry, I'll stall my mum. No matter what happens though, let Hermione get you out of here. Iris, I would like you to stay here in this room, so they think that the adults were guarding one of you, just not Harry." Ginny then took off out the door and Harry pushed his hand on the wall, there was a second room beneath theirs that led to the cellar.

"GINNY?" Harry heard Mrs. Weasley shout. "What are you doing here? I thought that I told you to stay at home and keep an eye on everything?"

"I thought that Harry would respond better to a friendly face instead of Dumbledore and Ron. The three of them haven't had the best relationship going on for the past few months." Ginny said in a slightly annoyed voice, trying to act like she really didn't care about Harry.

Harry and Hermione continued to walk away the best they could, but still they could hear the conversation between Ginny and Molly. "You were with her again weren't you?" Molly said in an accusative tone.

"No, mother," Ginny responded the instant after her mother made the insinuation.

Hermione muffled a cry as they heard a large smack and a body hit the ground hard just above them. "DO NOT LIE TO ME GINERVA!" Molly screamed. Harry had to force himself to continue to walk away, his body screaming for him to turn around and fight for Ginny. "You were with that…that girl again. You wouldn't spend all of this time trying to get Harry to come to us and not be successful. Your filth."

Harry winced as he heard the sound of a foot colliding with a rib ring out above him. Despite the numbing charm that was put on Harry, the edge of his eyes began to go black, he was loosing consciousness.