Chapter 21

Once the mess had been cleared and everyone had eaten dinner, Harry was standing over by the fire place while the others sat and talked of anything.

Standing at the fire a bored Harry was playing with a candle, which suddenly fell out of its holder and onto the floor at his feet nearly catching fire himself.

"Oh…hot…hot" he gasped and pushed out his hands and froze the burning flames at his feet.

When they stopped moving the room went silent you could hear a pin drop.

"What did you just do?" Voldemort asked seeing the frozen fire.

"I can freeze things" Harry replied as one of the followers brought some water out from his wand putting it out.

"I can also blow things up, which is irritating as I might panic and blow someone up or freeze them. It depends on my emotions"

"I can't leave you for five minutes" said Tom irritably.

And Harry just mumbled an apology to them.

The rest of the day passed without incident and so did the weekend, which was a long boring one at that and, Harry was slightly glad to be going back to the castle on the Sunday evening.

Back at the castle the bad Harry was settling in at the common room alone as Malfoy was sitting with the others down at the great hall when Harry said he wanted to be left alone.

"HARRY…HARRY ARE YOU THERE. I NEED TO SPEAK TO YOU IN PRIVATE ITS IMPORTANT?" Harry yelled.

"Yes what is it?" came a woman's voice.

"You must be Heather?" Harry replied standing up.

"Yes" she replied.

"I need to speak to Harry in private?"

"Very well but be cautious around him, his emotions are all over the place", she said raising her right hand.

As her hand turned blue Harry appeared in a swirl of blue light and he looked alright apart from some of his hair was white.

"Your hair is white"

"What?" asked the good Harry going over to the mirror and Said "oh must have been up there too long"

"I have something to show you" said the bad Harry orbing a ruck sack to his hands which made the good Harry's scar burn like crazy. And he could sense the evil with in the rucksack.

Opening it up he brought out a small gold trophy cup, a locket, a silver diadem.

"What are all of these?" asked the good Harry.

"These are Horcruxes"

"H…what?"

"Horcruxes…they can help defeat Voldemort. He split his soul into seven different objects and Tom trusts me more than any one so he gave me these to keep safe so no one would find them, but from the Voldemort you know I don't like him very much so I am giving them to you. I haven't figured out how to destroy them yet. You have already destroyed Tom Riddles Diary and the ring. And the other one is the snake. So he told me"

"Oh that's interesting…Why would you give them to me?"

"Like I said I don't like this worlds Voldemort I prefer Tom Riddle at seventeen. But you must keep them safe out of view of other people" he said putting the objects in the bag and handing them to Harry.

"Thanks I guess"

"Your welcome as the good Harry orbed away with the bag the bad Harry sighed with relief and sat down.

Meanwhile the good Harry repeated to Heather what he said and she suggested that they should keep the bag for safe keeping, and went back to training. No rest for the wicked thought the good Harry.