A/N- Okay, I am starting to get back into my writing, and I changed the name, which will be explained later. Last chapter, Harry lost control over the fight with the Death Eaters, he blacked out, but didn't pass out, almost as if he had an alternate personality. I evened it out, so now I have 6 chapters left, two of which will be posted at the same time.
A/R (Author's Rambling) Damn! This chapter is so hard to write because nothing good happens, but for all you fluffers, the next chapter will have just that, fluff!
Important Notice- I know at times this story wasn't at it's best, that's why I am advertising for a beta starting now, anyone who wants to apply, please email me. Also, I was thinking about changing the name to Harry Potter and the Crystal of Kryptonite I just don't like any of my other titles, if anyone has a good title idea tell me please!
Chapter 27- If I Go Crazy
The necklace began to glow a vibrant green color, shocking everyone except for Dumbledore.
"Professor, What's going on?" Harry asked. Dumbledore ushered them into the back room, where to 'tapes' of the simulation were kept.
Harry, This is what I suspect. The necklace Miss Delacour has is made out of Kryptonite."
"Like Superman?" Harry and Hermione asked impulsively. They could remember an old cartoon with a man of steel. Dumbledore chuckled,
"Yes Miss Granger, you could think of it like that." Harry clasped the necklace tight in his hand, and it began to glow stronger,
"Well professor, what does it mean?" Harry asked. Dumbledore didn't look him in the eye,
"Well Harry, I am not completely sure. I realized something Harry, while you were fighting I noticed something." Harry looked down at the ground. His eyes didn't tear, but he felt like crying. He had completely lost control out there; he wasn't fit to be around normal people like Hermione and Ron.
"I know Professor, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry." Harry sank slowly down to his knees, burying his face in his hands.
"Harry, it's okay!" Fleur said, putting her arms around him, Hermione followed,
"Yeah, you can't help it, you tried." Hermione said. Dumbledore motioned his hands for the two to release him though, they obliged. Dumbledore swooped over Harry, picking him up to his feet.
"Harry, you can't pity yourself, there was a reason why you lost control, it is the same reason you couldn't get to full potential when you transferred power." Harry looked up at Dumbledore, and then at Hermione and Fleur. Ron looked around again and noticed something; he noticed that he didn't see Ron.
"Professor, where's Ro-" But Dumbledore silenced him with the flick of a hand.
"Harry, I must have no interruptions when I explain this."
"Okay, I'm ready." Harry nodded, gulping hard; it was usually not a good thing when he had to have things explained to him by the headmaster.
"Okay Harry, listen very carefully, I have something to say that will shock this entire room, but you mustn't do anything rash. Okay Harry, I am sorry to say that you have an alter ego." Everyone present gasped, "It's partly the reason Voldemort wanted you dead." The necklace fell from Harry's hand and hit the ground with a thud. Silence.
Harry turned around and walked away, straight through the already open door. Fleur stopped him; her hand on his shoulder.
"Harry, wait a second, let's talk about it." She said, empathy in her voice.
Harry shrugged her off his shoulder,
"I don't wanna talk!" he screamed angrily, and stormed out of the main room, oblivious to the stares of the remaining students. He speed walked down the corridor and Fleur ran up behind him, grabbing his shoulder again, but this time with force.
"Harry, you're acting like a baby, talk to me!" She said sternly. Harry spun around ferociously,
"Don't tell me I'm acting like a baby when you flip after finding out you have powers. I found out my parents were murdered, I had powers, and met a semi-giant on one night, out on a shack in the middle of an ocean. With a pink umbrella so don't you dare tell me I'm acting like a baby!" He turned and walked away, leaving Fleur standing in the corridor alone.
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"Harry, Harry, are you feeling alright huh?" Colin Creevey asked in the middle of breakfast. Colin must have been a late bloomer, and Dennis an early one because both were huge now, nearly taller than Harry. He was sitting in the Great hall with only three other people. It was extremely early for anyone else to be there, which was good because he needed to get away. Harry ignored Colin and stood up, walking away, toward the Quidditch pitch.
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Harry flew up high, it was barely dusk and the sun wasn't up yet. Harry flew high into the air, higher than he'd ever gone before, and stopped. He sat there, barely able to even see the pitch. Harry flew around in circles for a moment, and then decided to try some stunts. If he tried that, then he'd need all his concentration, and he wouldn't be able to think about other stuff.
Harry pulled up higher, and in on smooth motion, looped around heading straight down into a heavy dive. Harry was almost completely vertical when he heard his name,
"HARRY!" He looked up to see His whole Quidditch team, and half the school walking across the grounds with Kevin McSpacey in tow, Gryffindors reserve seeker.
"Harry, where have you been, we've been looking for you for hours! Ron said he didn't see you when he woke up, and Colin said you were in a trance earlier and just left, he said you didn't even notice him." Harry looked around, the sun had been out, and now that he thought about it, it had been out in a while.
"So where have you been?" Ron asked, as the team pushed Harry into the locker room.
"I've been out here, flying." He said, giving Ron a questioning look, where had he been last night, and come to think about it, why was the door open when Harry walked out.
"Ginny and Hermione came out here and said they didn't see you, and then we went to Fleur and she was worried." Ron mumbled afterward, Harry groaned inwardly, he had forgot about Fleur, all the stuff he said last night, he was acting like a baby. It was better this way though wasn't it? Everyone he loved ended up hurt in the end, so he should just stay away from Fleur, yes that would be the best choice.
"Harry, so which plan are we doing, Phoenix Wings, or Angelfire?" Angelina asked. Harry and Ron had made some excellent strategies. Ron's outstanding strategic thinking, (Which enabled him to beat everybody in chess.) had helped Harry in a few plans. They had an unbeatable beater system, a chaser structure that was known as 'drafting, Ron had a vertical goal post guarding place, and Harry, Harry just stuck to his old methods.
The team put on their scarlet and gold Quidditch robes; Hufflepuff would be playing in canary yellow robes. Harry put his Firebolt over his shoulder, Ron, who was playing on a Nimbus Two-Thousand that the Weasley's had purchased for him during Christmas. Harry grinned as Ron pulled it out; he had actually bought the broom with his money and said it was from the Weasley's. The rest of the team walked out onto the pitch as Hufflepuff walked out. Justin was still seeker, and they had Shawn and Marlon Williams as beaters, Keenan Williams, Damon Williams and Kim Williams were the chasers, and the keeper was Michael Williams.
Harry and Justin walked up to each other, smirking,
"Good luck Justin, may the best Gryffindor fifth year seeker with the initials H.J.P. win." Justin smiled as Madame Hooch commanded the two to shake hands, and they were off.
Harry soared higher than everyone else; he had been practicing all morning and had a feel for the broom already. Justin decided to go through the crowd, weaving in and out, it would give him a better proximity to the snitch, but it wasn't the best way. He was too close to all the action, it could distract him, and he was an easier target for the bludgers. Harry also had a better range of vision to see the snitch. Harry saw Justin keep looking back at him, trying to anticipate, then Harry realized it, Justin was marking him from a distance so that if Harry went into a dive, he would be closer. Harry smiled a little, it was the perfect time to do it, he would try it, and Justin would be the wiser. Harry scrunched up his face in mock concentration and dove, soaring past the crowd,
"AND POTTER HAS SEEN THE SNITCH!" He heard Lee's commentary; Harry zipped past everybody, Justin in tow. Harry slowed his Firebolt, making Justin look like he was getting the edge. Justin and Harry sped up, coming toward the ground at an alarming rate.
"They're going to crash!" Hermione screamed, standing up in her spot on the stands,
"No; Justin's going to crash, Potter's feinting." Malfoy said, uninterested. Hermione looked at him, t first wondering why he didn't retaliate with his usual snide remarks.
Malfoy was right; sure enough Hermione gaped as Harry pulled out of his dive at the last second, muttering something Hermione couldn't hear. She screamed with glee as he pulled up, though her voice was masked by hundreds of other cheers as all the Hogwarts Students cheered, and even a couple of Slytherins.
Harry had pulled out of the dive just in time, casting a softening charm on the ground just before Justin hit, he didn't want to kill him. Now Harry was free to look for the snitch without distraction, which was good because he needed it. Harry flew high above the crowd, pausing for a minute to listen to the score,
"And it's Gryffindor lead, 50 to 10, and Ron Wesley, as always is an excellent keeper, just think of how much better he'd be with a Firebolt, they not only increase stability but, the also-"
"Jordan, this is not and advertisement" McGonagall yelled, Jordan smiled,
"Sorry professor, oh, and that's 60 points to Gryffindor, made by the excellent Angelina Johnson. And Harry Potter seems to be taking advantage of Justin's unconsciousness, looking for the Snitch alone. That was one of the most beautiful Wronski Feints I've ever seen in my life people, Viktor Krum couldn't have done better, at last year's Quidditch final he outdid Andrian lynch on his Firebolt, and it seemed to make all the difference. The Firebolt excellent speed control is one of the key factors in-" McGonagall and Jordan were struggling over control of the magical megaphone. Harry didn't care though; he saw a hint of gold flutter past his sign of vision. He flew past a bludgers that was knocked at him by Marlon and followed the snitch. He was weaving in and out of chasers and bludgers, and beaters as the snitch made it's way toward Ron. Justin was back on his feet though; he had seen the snitch too. Justin was closer to the snitch, too close. Harry could speed up all he wanted and wouldn't get there in time. Justin closed his hands around the snitch, all was lost in Harry's mind, but something urged him to keep going. Suddenly something big and black jolted past Harry's head,
CRACK!
Harry watched as a bludger broke Justin's hand, forcing the snitch out of it. Harry reached out his hand and closed it around the snitch, pulling up to avoid the bludger, which had boomeranged back around.
"And Potter catches the snitch after a narrow miss by Finch-Fletchy. Harry Potter is on Fire folks, and his broomstick, well that is self-explanatory. The Firebolt's auto precision toned aerodynamics help with the veloci-" McGonagall snatched the megaphone from lee and was telling him off.
Harry landed on the ground, amidst the crowd and laughing cheers of his fellow schoolmates. Harry walked over to Ron and Hermione, who were currently hugging,
"Oh Ron, you did great. You only let one score in!" She cried. Harry came up behind them, grinning madly,
"And you Harry, that Wonky Faint was the coolest, Viktor told me that he couldn't even do it good!" She threw her arms around his neck too, crying her eyes out. It was one of Harry's greatest moments, mainly because it was Voldemort free.
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Harry crept downstairs in the middle of the night, he had planned to go see Hedwig, but Ron and Hermione were already down there.
"I know Ron, but what if Harry overreacts, he's been sorta edgy lately, and I don't know how much of it he can take." Hermione whispered. The two obviously didn't notice Harry come into the room.
"Hermione, he's gotta know, he'll be mad about missing the meeting no matter what, the longer we wait, the more it'd be wrong, I'm going to get him now." Ron said, turning and seeing Harry.
"Harry mate, how long have you been there?" Ron asked, Harry sneered,
"Since you admitted you love Hermione." He said sarcastically. Both went red. Ron spoke though,
"Harry, the other night we had an Order meeting, that's why I had left after the sim. I went to gather everyone, but you had wigged out so everyone thought it was best to leave you be. The problem is this, Hermione and me have been given a task, and you too, find a way to destroy the Kryptonite."
"Why do we need to destroy it?" He asked, Hermione stepped up,
"Because it is the only thing allowing Voldemort's muggle army to be controlled. If we find a way to destroy it, the control is broken. The only problem is it's unbreakable. It wasn't made, it just appeared inside a meteorite that had fallen." She said. Harry walked over to the couch and sat down. The other two sat on either side of him,
"This is the way I like it, us, just the three of us together, like the old days." He smiled, so did Ron and Hermione.
A/N GAWD! That took so long! If I had of finished that chapter on Monday then I would have at least four chapters done. I should go to bed; it's like 2:21 in the morning on a school night. To all you Fluff lovers, I'm going to make the next chapter just that, fluff.