Chapter 17

More Answers and More Questions.

Harry's P.O.V

It's was dark but warm.

I realized I was curled up under a blanket.

Something was hugging me.

I consecrated on any sounds.

I could hear the deep breaths of my dad in his slumber.

At that point I realized, My bladder was full.

I slid from under my dad's arm. I jumped out of bed. Wondering why I was in the infirmary. It was bright but it was getting dark I looked at the clock at 6:00 pm. I grabbed a clean pair of pajamas out of the storeroom and went to relieve myself. I popped into the shower and got changed.

I then walked back into the main room.

"he's gone poppy! I woke up and he was gone!"

"Dad?" the two adults now spun around in shock.

"Harry your awake?" dad asked confused.

"yes, why wouldn't I be? Why am I in the infirmary?"

"...You don't remember?…" poppy asked

The memories rushed back. I crumbled to the floor the sobs breaking through.

Dad came over and picked me up. Holding me to his chest as we walked back over to the bed.

He lay down with me rocking me in his arms. "shush now harry. Your safe" he kissed the top of my head. "your safe harry"

I started to relax in his arms. The heavy sobs became little mummers over the next hour. "Dad…?"

"Yes, Harry?"

"I shouldn't be awake should I?"

"no harry you should be it was quite a shock."

"My magic is weird"

"How so?"

"I… I…remember things…I shouldn't…"

"what do you mean?" he moved so he could look at me in the eyes.

I looked back. "I could see… me walking through the castle but I was asleep… I could see I was been carried… to the edge of the castle…and then I was…in a…park… Then I was back in the castle. But I was small… It stayed in the dark for ages…then I returned to the park…and… started to attack myself but I know it was me… it didn't stop… until he broke my wand… then I was in more pain… I passed out… " the sobs had come back. I could help it.

Dad rubbed my back. "it okay harry you don't have to do this now…"

I shook my head. "I need to dad… I need to let it out." I cried "I can't keep it anymore!" sob. "I can't do this anymore! I can't do this alone!"

"then let it out harry…you can tell me anything… I won't judge you or belittle you…you don't have to do this alone…"

"He wouldn't stop… he did this spell… it felt like my bones were on fire… I couldn't do anything… I could just about talk… but my magic then started making me do things…at the time I thought I was scooting on my bum… I knew my knee was broken… I knew I had been stabbed… I knew I shouldn't be able to stand… but I did… I stood up and walked over to my stuff. I grabbed my stuff and then I diapered… I landed on the edge of the grounds… only then I scooted… to the hut… I watched Hagrid pick me up I then passed out… but my magic was still alive… I could see him carrying me to the infirmary… my magic felt poppy… my magic felt you… my magic made me see you… so I could…I could know I was safe…"

Dad held me close to his chest he didn't say anything he just held me tight.

"Dad?"

"yes harry?

"Will Ron and Dean be okay?"

Dad looked at me "How?…Your magic?" I nodded "they will be fine now, they will suffer from nightmares for while. Until they deal with the grief of what they did to you and your friends… why didn't you tell me?"

I snuggled into my dad. "because I felt your worry I think… and my magic was with you I could see you on your knee in front of them. I could have left then but my magic told me to stay…" I stared at the ceiling "and deep down I didn't tell you because…I knew it wasn't them doing it… they were so nice on the train. I had gone to the toilet, when I came back they had gone. Then the next thing I remember. The conductor announcing the train had arrived… it was like I was missing half the journey…"

Dad sighed. "I know why you can't remember the journey… It turns out… you have been obliviated… twice…"

"I don't know what that means"

"It means someone erased your memories. It happened on the train and the morning of the attack."

I didn't know. Someone had erased my memories. I didn't like that "can we get them back…"

Dad took in a deep breath. "Yes… I will have to go into your mind to do so."

A bag crashing to the floor alerting us to a person's presence.

We looked up

Stood at the bottom of the bed was Draco. His school bag now on the floor as he stared at me and our potions professions who was wrapped around me.

It didn't look right through another person's eyes.

"I knew it…" Draco whispered

"what do you think you know," Dad asked Draco

"That your Harry's Dad…" Draco stated

We both stared at the Draco our mouth hanging open wide.

Draco laughed at our reaction. "Everyone says harry looks like his dad… but I have seen pictures of James Potter at uncle Sirius's house… And I never thought Harry looked like him. I think he looks like you uncle Sev." He paused.

Uncle Sev… I didn't know I was related to Draco… Cool

"and when Harry went missing… when you came into the Slytherin dorms… the look on your face…" tears filled his eyes. "When I went missing. when I was four … You had the same look in your eyes as my dad did when I had been when I was taken away in front of his eyes…"

I sucked in a breath "I..didn't know you had been kidnapped…"

"Not many people do…" Draco replied

"Come Dragon," dad said "it okay now. Do you want to tell harry our relationship?"

Draco smiled "Harry your my god-brother!"

"Really?" I sat up. That so cool! Will you be Dudley's god-brother too?"

"yes of course…how are you feeling?"

"better, dad said I shouldn't be awake, but you know me. I'm weird"

"You're not weird harry" Draco had told me time and time again I was special.

"Maybe someday, I will believe that myself."

"I hope so harry because once you do… I don't think anything stops you… you see... you see your magic as weird… Where others see it has unique… you're a special kind of wizard and I have the proof." Draco finished

"how?" I asked

"yes please explain dragon" Dad followed in pursuit.

Draco grabbed his bag and pulled out a notebook. He showed us a bunch of research and observation he had made about me, my magic dad. Of conversations.

Draco is Gone to great lengths to order books he couldn't get at school. But he wasn't the only one Hermione had been doing the same thing so he had added her observations. It wasn't until the day after the kidnapping where they found the information they were looking for.

Draco pulled an old tome. "I was putting my books away when one fell off the shelf on its own." he paused "I picked it up but when I opened it. it was a journal. Not a tome" Draco started to read it.

Dear reader,

I am sure you have a lot of questions about the chosen one. I do not know his name yet.

However I do know, The chosen will be born on The Thursday of July 31, 1980.

Salazar Slytherin

Dear reader

I have now found the name of the chosen one.

Harry.

He will have the fortune of the castle.

Harry will be our heir.

Harry will fight and survive battles no person should have to battle. He will renew the hurt and anger from our world. He will rewrite our history. He reunites our houses. he will destroy the evil.

Salazar Slytherin

Dear reader,

I know more of harry life and I am not amused in the slightest. I cant help. But Hogwarts can then he returns. Along with the child's father. Harry will know where to go to fully heal. To reawaken a castle that has been touched by evil.

Salazar Slytherin

Draco finished reading.

The founder's heir I thought. but why?