Chapter 2

Gratium Puto





Harry awoke to Dudley taunting him.

"Hey, baby-face, are you in there crying about your big boo-boo? Well since I care to, I'll tell you that you get a break today. Yah, that's right, we're going out today. WITHOUT you. Ha ha." With that he stomped down the stairs and went to eat breakfast.

Harry was finished eating some Nutri-Grain bar, probably found in the dump, when Hedwig returned with Ron's letter.

Harry sat down to read the most depressing letter he would ever receive.

~letter~

Me? Rescue you? Ha. Like I would do that. Rescue a bloody B*st*rd that killed Cedric Diggory. Like that'll ever happen. Don't you ever owl me again or I'll kill that bloody bird.

PS. . . Hermione hates you too. ~End Letter~ Harry sat down the letter and folded his arms up and cried himself to sleep.

~Dream~

"Kill the spare,"

"Avada Kadavra!" a voice shrieked.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO" Harry screamed, and awoke fast. ~End Dream~ "Cedric shouldn't have died, I should have. Ron's right its all my fault. . . all my fault. . . *sob sob*"

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Harry calmed down awhile later, though the letter was still on his mind, he opened the book and looked for ways to make memories come out of someone's head.

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"I still can't believe it Ron," Hermione sobbed. "He was so nice and in Gryffindor!"

"I know Hermione, but a truth potion doesn't lie." Ron said.

Just earlier that morning Fudge had declared Harry guilty of killing Cedric. He knew this because he had used Venteraserum on a captured Death Eater, Nott. Little did he know, that Venteraserum was tampered with and it didn't effect Death Eaters. So Nott said he had seen Harry kill Cedric from his hillside house, and that Voldemort hadn't risen. He declared he was just killing someone for fun. That someone was Igor Karakoff.

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Harry looked up delighted. There was a spell that could make the person that it was cast upon see the thoughts of the caster's choice. It was the mind-seeing charm. The incantation was Gratium Puto. It could make Ron and Hermione believe him, and they could be friends again. But first he would try it on one of relatives that night.

~That Night~ Harry took out his extra wand, he had in case of danger. He knew what he was doing. After the spell was cast, the victim would see, feel, and hear everything that happened that night. Harry began

"Gratium Puto, Dudley, Third Task!"

Harry swished and felt his energy leave him. He collapsed on the floor, sound asleep.

Dudley's P. O. V.

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I was swirling through time and was getting very dizzy. Suddenly I stopped. I was in a maze thing, and in front of me was Harry!

"Harry! Where am I?" I called.

"He can't hear you, you know," a misty voice said.

"And who might you beeeeeeeeeeeargggghhhhhhhhh!" I said turning around and seeing a ghost. I fell into some bushes.

She smirked and replied, "Rowena Ravenclaw."