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Haunted Memories
Chapter Twenty Six
Abbie Haven Snape

"Make sure you guys have everything!" yelled Kierra up the stairs to everyone. You could hear the ten teenagers footsteps above them, running around the Manor trying to make sure that all their possessions were found.

"Where's my stuff?" asked Harry, looking around his room.

"I took it downstairs already for you," said Draco, passing by, one sock in his hand, trying to find the other one.

"You didn't have to do that," he said.

"I know but you still are weak. I didn't want you to have to try to take it down. Have you seen my other sock?"

"Check in the kitchen."

"Kitchen?"

"You came in from outside and took your shoes and socks off in there."

"Oh…right…thanks…"

Harry smiled as he took off down the stairs quickly. He turned and sat down on the bed, looking around the room that was his. For the first time, it was a room that he actually called his room. He never had a room that he called his own.

"All packed?" asked Severus, appearing at the door.

"Yes. Draco took my things down already."

"Excellent. You are the only one. You okay Elijah?"

Harry gave a smile. "Harry…"

"Excuse me?"

"Morgan said something to me the other night and I completely agree with her. I can't be Elijah anymore."

Severus looked at him, clearly confused, but just nodded. "Alright, Harry, are you okay?"

"I'm feeling better. That potion worked great."

He was referring to the potion Severus brewed for him. It hadn't cured all of his problems but it truly did make him feel better.

"Sev…"

"Yes?"

"I want to talk to Dumbledore."

"That isn't wise Harry."

"I don't give a damn if it's wise. I need to talk to him. It's the only way I am going to get some kind of closer on this. On everything. I have to know why he did what he did."

"Don't do it alone," said Severus. "He might try to erase your memory again."

Harry nodded then smiled. Severus smiled back at him before leaving the room. Harry looked around the room one last time before following Severus out the door.

Harry sat in the common room, waiting for Hermione and Ron to arrive back from break. Severus had taken Harry back to the castle instead of him taking the train. He was still sick and none of the adults wanted to push his luck being outside anymore than he had to. It was slightly annoying but he knew it was best just to do what they asked rather than argue. He made sure that Morgan or Camilla told Hermione and Ron that he was already at the castle just incase they thought that Severus had murdered him or something.

He was also debating on what to tell Hermione and Ron about everything now that he knew it all. Well, believed he knew every. The only thing holding him back was he wasn't sure what they would think. It all seemed unbelievable. He knew for a fact that they wouldn't believe that Severus actually cares for him or that Lucius Malfoy was a good guy in this war. And for everything to work out they had to believe that.

"Harry!" said Hermione, coming into the common room and giving him a hug. He smiled at her and Ron. "How was your break?" she asked.

"Pretty good. How about yours?"

"Good? Pretty good? You were with Snape," said Ron, shaking his head.

"Ron!" snapped Hermione.

"Yeah it was good. I'm still alive and I'm happy. So I would say that it was pretty good," said Harry, looking at Ron. He knew that now he wasn't going to tell them right then. He would but he had to try to convince them that his "family" was on their side and not trying to kill him.

"You were with Morgan and Camilla weren't you?" asked Ron as if he was accusing him of something.

"Yes."

"Are you trying to get yourself killed?"

Harry narrowed his eyes at Ron. "Don't go there Ron…"

"You are hanging out with Slytherins, including Malfoy, who you have hated since first year. What's wrong with you? Did someone put a spell on you at one point this year? Come on Harry...Malfoy, Nott…"

"Ron…" whispered Hermione looking between the two of them.

"You don't know them. Don't judge them. We have been through more stuff than you can imagine Ron. Not all of us grew up with loving parents like you did."

"What are you on about?"

"The reason I am friends with them now."

Harry left the common room and started down toward the room Kierra made for them. That place felt more like home than the Gryffindor Tower it seemed. He just needed to find a way of telling those two. He needed to tell them.

For what he was planning, he would need as much help as he could.

"Morgan…watch it," said Harry as she added a few ingredients into their potion. The potion boiled up but not out of the cauldron. Morgan smiled at him as if saying I told you so.

"Just let me do the potion. You just sit there and look like you are doing something."

"So you don't blow up my lab," said Severus as he walked by their table, slightly louder than a whisper.

"I've never blown up your lab. That was Blaise, Crabbe, and Goyle."

Severus walked off as Morgan tried to hold her laughter in. Blaise kicked the back of Harry's chair having heard what he said. Harry gave a small smile as he rubbed his scar. It had just started to bother him. He slowly laid his head down on the table, bring his hands up and resting them on the back of his neck.

"Harry, are you okay?" asked Morgan, concern clearly in her voice.

"No…" he muttered, pushing his head harder into the table.

"Your scar?" she asked, looking up to see if she could get Severus' attention.

"Yes."

"Like at the manor?"

Harry didn't answer her before he fell out of his chair, fainting.

"Harry!" shouted Morgan, jumping up, followed by Blaise and Draco who were sitting behind them. Severus turned around quickly as he heard Morgan's voice and rushed over when he noticed Harry on the floor.

"What happen?" he asked, glancing up at Morgan.

"His scar…that's all he said."

"Class dismissed…everyone out…now!" he shouted.

Everyone quickly left the room. Except for Ron, Hermione and the other nine. "I said, out, what part of that don't you understand?" snapped Severus, glancing at Ron and Hermione.

"We aren't leaving him. What's wrong?" asked Hermione.

"Do you think the Dark Lord tried to enter his mind again?" asked Camilla, staring at Severus.

"Wouldn't surprise me."

Suddenly, Harry's eyes snapped open, startling everyone that was leaning over him.

"Hogsmeade," he said as he tried to catch him breath.

"What about it?" asked Severus, making him rest on the floor.

"He's attacking it…now."

Everyone in the room looked at him. Severus nodded to him. "Blaise, go tell your mother. Granger, tell the Headmaster, password is sugar quill. Weasley, go tell McGonagall."

The three of the quickly left to do what Severus told them to do. Harry finally had his breathing down to normal.

"Did you see anything else Harry?" asked Severus, helping him up.

"No, but I think he plans on sending some death eaters toward Hogwarts."

"What will he accomplish doing that?" asked Theodore.

"To see if they can get into Hogwarts. All of you, to the room and stay there…"

They all nodded and started toward the door when they heard McGonagall's voice echoing through out the school. "All students are to head to their common rooms, immediately! All teachers to the Entrance Hall."

"Go to the room. And stay there. Don't try anything, any of you. I'll send Blaise down there was well."

"Ron and Hermione will wonder where I am."

"Too bad. I'll tell McGonagall you are with me. That room is better protected than the common rooms. Go!"

Harry finally stopped arguing and they all headed down the dungeons toward their room. Hogwarts was to be locked down, just like in third year when Sirius Black was dangerous and in Hogwarts. This time, however, the threat was real.

Did everyone enjoy Deathly Hallows? I cried my eyes out because my favorite character died! But, he still lives on in stories!

Anyway, you know what to do.

Lots of Love! Abbie